The sudden appearance of the middle-aged monk is definitely a powerful existence.

But.

But no one knows who this person is.

His breath was so deep that it was difficult to feel the state of this monk.

"The undead family is really not simple. There is such a powerful man!"

Lin Feng couldn't help talking to himself.

Although the middle-aged monk never shot.

But.

But no one dared to underestimate the middle-aged monk.

"It's you“

The magic hand's voice is indifferent.

obviously.

The magic hand knows middle-aged friars.

"Lao Zu!"

Yu wentuo and others saluted middle-aged monks one after another.

Lin Feng felt a slight movement in his heart.

Yuwentuo is the elder of the undead family.

But the head of the undead family never appeared.

Could this middle-aged man like monk be the head of the undead family?

Of course, this is just Lin Feng's guess.

Is this the leader of the undead family.

Lin Feng doesn't know.

……

"It's incredible that you can't be killed after being suppressed for so long!"

Said the middle-aged monk.

The magic hand said in a cold voice, "In the past, those old immortals of your family used to plot and calculate our house. They divided our body into nine and suppressed it in different places. This is the source of the nine branches of the immortality family! Now that our first palm is out of trouble, we will be able to reunite our flesh body soon, and we will destroy the immortality family at that time!"

Lin Feng has long known that the people of the undead family are unreliable.

Now it seems that the people of the undead family are full of lies.

People from the undead family said they could not get in touch with the main vein.

You're lying to yourself.

Their pulse is a branch separated from the main pulse with a task.

How can we not get in touch with the main pulse?

……

Lin Feng now began to doubt every word yuwentuo said before.

Including the Lin people.

Lin Feng also suspected.

Yu wentuo is lying to himself.

The probability of Lin's people being arrested by the people of Kyushu undead family.

"Where are my Lin people?".

Lin Feng looked at the middle-aged monk and shouted.

The middle-aged monk looked at Lin Feng, and two fine mans flashed in his eyes. He said, "you have been sent away long ago! Lin Feng! I think you are a talent. If you surrender to the immortal family now, you can still leave your life. Otherwise, there is only one way to die!"

Lin Feng looked gloomy.

The Lin clan was indeed captured by the undead family.

The middle-aged friar said the Lin clan was sent away?

Lin Feng guessed.

Probably sent to the main vein.

But where is the main vein of the undead family.

Besides.

Lin Feng knows.

In terms of his current strength.

There is no strong enough force to go to the main vein of the undead family.

If you insist on going.

There is only one way out.

Now what Lin Feng can do is to greatly improve his cultivation.

Only their own strength is strong enough.

Later.

To deal with the master of the immortal family.

Lin Feng looked at the middle-aged monk coldly and said with a sneer, "sooner or later, I will step on the main pulse of the immortal family“

"Ha ha ha, that's good!"

The magic hand couldn't help laughing.

"Those who don't know how to live or die will break you to pieces after we suppress the magic hand!"

The voice fell.

The middle-aged friar attacked the magic hand.

"Ten thousand swords break the formula of heaven!"

The middle-aged monk whispered.

Then, a dense fairy sword appeared behind him.

Those fairy swords are not real fairy swords, but sword lights.

But.

Even if it's just sword light.

But it's also a great horror.

Lin Feng has never seen so strong.

Such a terrible sword light.

Every sword light.

As if they all contain the power of destroying the sky and the earth.

It's so terrible that people can't help being appalled.

What's more, it's ten thousand sword lights.

Buzz!!

Ten thousand sword lights gently vibrate the void.

One hundred thousand worlds.

Burst in an instant.

The sword light went towards the devil's hand.

Like the world.

Let anyone be in the light of ten thousand swords.

Will despair.

"Small skills!"

The magic hand was very arrogant and his voice was indifferent. When ten thousand swords killed him.

I saw the magic hand Stroke gently in the void.

"Painting is a prison!"

Suddenly.

A huge cage appeared in the void.

Ten thousand swords came and all flew into the cage.

All swords have spirit.

Struggle hard.

Trying to break free.

But several efforts.

All failed.

The magic power of "painting the ground as a prison" is really powerful.

Even directly trapped Wan Dao such a powerful sword light.

Let it struggle.

But in the end, he was unable to break free.

"Broken!"

Then the magic hand gently clicked and trapped the cage of 10000 sword lights.

The cage broke directly.

Ten thousand sword lights also broke.

"The unity of man and sword!"

Suddenly.

The middle-aged monk roared, and he jumped up directly.

next.

His body turned into a huge fairy sword.

This fairy weapon emits terrible pressure.

Lin Feng felt the powerful pressure from the fairy sword, and even had an impulse to worship the fairy sword.

This fairy sword.

It's too powerful.

The fairy sword crossed the void.

Directly towards the devil's hand.

Ten thousand feet of sword.

Condensed.

A sword fell.

If you can split a big world.

The voice of the demon king suddenly rang through Lin Feng's mind at this time, "this person is not a human monk, but a magic weapon. The fairy sword in front of him should be the essence of this magic weapon“

"What? The magic weapon?"

Lin Feng was not surprised.

A monk who changes from a general magic weapon is different from a real monk.

A true monk is a man of flesh and blood.

The body will emit blood gas.

Because all creatures themselves are made of Qi.

This blood gas.

It is also a sign of flesh and blood.

The magic weapon is made of various materials.

Not flesh and blood.

Even in human form.

It's hard to change.

But.

The monk in front of us clearly gives people a feeling of flesh and blood.

"He is a tool repair! It was originally a magic weapon, but he embarked on the road of tool repair. Some tool repairs can indeed derive flesh and blood! Of course, such tool repair is extremely rare. In the past years, I only saw a magic weapon of the emperor of heaven, which derived flesh and blood!"

Said the demon king.

Lin Feng nodded and looked a little dignified.

This magic weapon is absolutely terrible. I don't know if the magic hand can resist the attack of this magic weapon.

"Wait and see! The old master will surely hit the magic hand hard!"

The friars of the undead family looked indifferent.

For this magic weapon into the "ancestor" incomparable confidence.