Chapter 1889

Lin Feng sat cross legged on the array Road, as if no one else, closed his eyes and breathed. At this time, he was really tired. His bones faintly crackled, and the demonic robbery and the famine fury continued to blow down. If not for his physical terror and the way of life and death, I am afraid he would have been wiped out.

The quiet Lin Feng made no one dare to disturb the crowd for a moment. A cold light flashed in the huge ink expression. Then he saw his hands coagulated. Suddenly, a black ink mark appeared on his body. Silently, he directly faced Lin Feng's body, which was sitting on his knees.

"Hiss!" The black ink mark is directly printed into Lin Feng's body. It is very slight, and almost has no feeling. However, a cold light flashed across Lin Feng's eyes. The terrible force is wiping away the mark that has entered his body. However, it is found that it can not be erased. It seems that the mark is void and does not exist at all.

"That's the unique mark of my ancient demons. It's unreal. You can't erase it." Lin Feng's eyes turned around and looked at the giant ink. The sharp cold light flashed through his pupils, and the breath of death suddenly burst out. It was like sharp swords going towards the giant ink.

The pupil of the giant ink shrinks fiercely, the spirit blooms, and a demon roars and rolls. In the void, there is a virtual shadow of the ancient devil, which is broken and cracked.

"The sword of nothingness has the mark of death." Giant ink stares at Lin Feng, with a strong chill in his face. He says coldly, "hand over your cultivation method, otherwise in this Tianhe battlefield, you have planted the mark of my ancient demon clan. In Tianhe battlefield, you can't survive."

"People of the ancient demons." The crowd in the distance stared at the giant ink, and their pupils narrowed slightly. This ancient demon clan was a very powerful force. Their ancestors did not know where they were in the outside world. However, they set up a faction in the Tianhe battlefield. From generation to generation, there were many strong men guarding and directly stationed in the Tianhe battlefield.

The ancient magic seal is a special method developed by the ancient demons. It has no lethality, but can be traced by the ancient demons. Therefore, the ancient demons are very domineering in the Tianhe battlefield, and their own strength is also very strong and terrible.

"Ancient demons?" Lin Feng's pupils turn from life to death in a dark and terrifying way. Suddenly, his feet suddenly step out towards the giant ink. His cold eyes once again emit the terrible death mark, and at the same time, there is no death sword mark.

"Kill." With an explosion, Tai Chi's life and death map explodes with a terrorist attack, which makes the spirit of JUMO tremble violently. Suddenly, a horror shadow emerges, turns into a series of demons, and collides with Lin Feng's death sword seal. At the same time, his palm slaps hard forward. Suddenly, a huge magic hand seal covering the sky runs over the sky, making a dull sound, and the void will explode Burst and collapse.

"What a powerful force." When Lin Feng's pupils congealed, his body suddenly rose to the sky. His whole body was full of terrible sword sense. The terrible law was attached to the fist and burst out in anger. Suddenly, a stream of terrifying destruction spread to all directions. Lin Feng only felt that his arms were going to be broken, and his body retreated to the original place as if he had not moved.

JUMO is also not good. Lin Feng's sword with the brand of death is so powerful that it can kill people directly. If the spirit is not powerful, it will be killed by him.

"Judging from his magic power, he should have stepped into the realm of the middle emperor soon, and still belongs to a low level. However, his power can even resist my ancient magic palm print, which shows how powerful his cultivation secretary is in refining his body." Ju Mo thought secretly in his heart. He was greedy in his eyes. He stared at Lin Feng and said, "the strength is good, but there is a big gap between you and me. I will forgive you for not dying if you hand over the body hardening secret arts and cultivating the ancient scriptures."

"Hum." However, he was not so strong in the body, but he was not so strong in the body It is the peak of the upper emperor. The spirit is powerful. The sword seal of death cannot be dealt with. He has no advantage in fighting with JUMO.

"Can we go?" With a cold hum, the giant ink chased Lin Feng away, and they galloped wildly in the Tianhe battlefield.

"Hi..." Suddenly, a terrible golden spear assassinates Lin Feng. The golden spear seems to be branded with the light of terrible flame, which makes a rainbow appear in the void and wants to kill Lin Feng.

"Hum." The giant ink behind him seized the opportunity to speed up crazily. At the same time, a strong sense of power surged out of his body. It seemed that as soon as he caught up with Lin Feng, he would have to beat him to death.

Lin Feng's pupils are cold and piercing, and his pupils emit the light of terror and death. He breaks down and kills the people in front of him.

"Hum!" As soon as the spear shakes, the golden spear goes forward. The other party ignores Lin Feng's attack and also sends the spear into Lin Feng's heart.

But at this moment, Lin Feng's body suddenly deviated slightly, puffing a sound, the gold long gun directly stabbed Lin Feng's chest, but it did not pierce the heart, this easy break into let the other side look stunned for a moment, he did not expect Lin Feng to avoid, the next moment, the fear began to spread.But it's too late. The speed of the two people's confrontation is so fast that his spear doesn't enter Lin Feng's body. Lin Feng's fist has fallen on his head with a bang. His head is directly torn. Lin Feng's palm hurls his body behind him. The golden spear is still in his body. However, the crowd sees Lin Feng's cold The most extreme death pupil, but felt a burst of scalp numbness.

The endless force gushed out of Lin Feng's body. When he stepped, he pulled out the spear and threw it behind him. Without looking at it, his feet kept trampling in the void. It seemed that every step had a wonderful light pattern emerging, which made his body move freely. However, it was full of carefree spirit, Infused with the power of the law of wind and the law of void.

"Hum." JUMO slapped down the golden spear with one hand, and trampled on the void with speed. Every step seemed to shake the ground. Many people looked at the two men and looked suspicious. However, there was no interest dispute, and they would not easily pay attention to them.

"What a strange pace, and the power of emptiness." The place where the giant ink passed, looking at the light mark left by the void, felt cold in his heart, he could not catch up with Lin Feng's footsteps.

At this time, a jade slip appeared in his palm, and a continuous wave of divinity was introduced into the jade slips, but his speed did not stop at all.

Lin Feng ran for a long time. Suddenly, he was in front of him. He had a strong sense of power. When his pupils were cold, he looked ahead. He saw a man with a similar temperament to JUMO. He was running towards this side. Every step he took, he felt the world was turbulent.

"The strong one of the ancient demons." Lin Feng suddenly turned a direction, but there, the world was also turbulent, and a figure rolled forward, as if to encircle him in the Tianhe battlefield.

"Don't provoke me, or I will kill you." Lin Feng suddenly turns around and glances at JUMO coldly, and the idea of killing the heaven emerges from him. However, how strong the giant ink is, how can he retreat because of Lin Feng's words and step on it, and the devil's road emerges behind him.

"Kill!" Huge ink a burst drink, a revered demon head toward Lin Feng rolled to kill in the past, this is the spirit of the power, to crush Lin Feng to rout.

"Dong!" A huge hand print of an ancient demon suddenly appears in the sky above Lin Feng. He kills him and presses Lin Feng into it. This ancient magic palm print is like a real giant demon king's palm print, rather than an illusory one.

Lin Feng raised his hand and burst out his palm. Suddenly, the terrifying force suppressed him fiercely, as if he was about to fall into the netherworld. This scene made the giant ink pupil shrink slightly. Lin Feng's falling into the netherworld was not what he wanted. What he wanted was Lin Feng's Secret Art of cultivating the body and the ancient scriptures.

However, at this time, Lin Feng fiercely pours out and rushes upward from the lower air. His two pupils emit the meaning of death. At the same time, when he grabs the empty palm, he suddenly appears in prison and binds JUMO's body.

Ju Mo's expression was stiff, but in this moment, Lin Feng suddenly rushed to the void, fiercely pulled a leg of Ju Mo and threw it down fiercely. The terrible force made JUMO and the prison go towards the yellow spring like an arrow.

"Broken!" JUMO roared, and the prison was shattered. However, Lin Feng was pressed down in the air. Suddenly, brilliant silver wings appeared. He danced fiercely towards the lower air. The hurricane roared, and the Purple River chariot rolled. He suppressed JUMO crazily, and wanted to blow him into the yellow spring.

Giant ink's face changed greatly, and he roared. His body rose to the sky, and his palm ran across it fiercely. At once, a magic sword cut through the void and split all the attacks.

At the moment of the lightning and flint, two other strong men came to kill him. Lin Feng's wings flashed fiercely and rushed to the distance directly. There was a terrible intention to kill him. If the ancient demons forced him again, they would surely die without a place to live.

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