Immemorial Dragon Elephant Art

"You will enter the endless underworld and participate in the battle of gods"! The Nether Lord said.

"Endless Underworld? God's War? What's this all about?". Lin Feng asked.

The Nether Lord said, "In the Endless Nether Realm are all the demon slaves of the Nether Lords. In ten million years, there will be a point ranking, and the top ten Nether Lords will not only be able to get a variety of Reward, and, these ten Netherworld Lords will step down from their positions as Netherworld Lords and take up other positions!"

Lin Feng basically understood what was going on.

These Nether Lords guard the world passage, which is equivalent to being imprisoned and has no freedom.

They also yearn for freedom.

And the battle of the gods in the endless underworld is the only way for them to gain freedom.

so.

They need to find powerful demon slaves.

Help them participate in the battle of gods.

Help them earn points.

"The number of people who can participate in the battle of gods is limited. Zhang Qingyuan's few wastes also want to become the demon slaves of this seat. They are really over their own capabilities. The two of you already have such qualifications, so don't hurry to kneel now. Come down and take an oath to become the Nether Demon Slave of this seat!"

The Nether Lord looked at Lin Feng and Leng Wuxin indifferently.

Lin Feng said, "I still have a question!"

The Nether Lord said impatiently, "Why do you have so many questions? Hurry up and ask, don't wear out the patience of this seat."

Lin Feng asked, "If we participate in the battle of gods, what benefits can we gain?".

The Lord of the Nether said gloomily, "The good thing is that you will be free after a million years!"

"Freedom, what a precious thing, what a crazy thing, nothing is worth mentioning compared with freedom"!

"Walk……". Lin Feng whispered to Leng Wuxin.

"be careful"!

Leng Wuxin hesitated for a moment,

Then he swept away into the distance.

"Huh? Want to leave? You dare to rebel against this seat? Courting death!"

Seeing Leng Wuxin leave, the Lord of Nether shouted angrily, and endless black mist swept over, shrouding Lin Feng and Leng Wuxin.

"Fire in the sky"!

…

Whoohoo!

All three kinds of sky fires were sacrificed by Lin Feng.

Fire the heavens.

Chi Chi Chi!

The black mist sacrificed by the Nether Lord all burned.

"Sky fire, and there are three kinds of sky fire! How could someone refine so many sky fires?".

The Nether Lord cried out in disbelief.

He has lived a very, very long time.

He knew more than many people about many secrets.

But it is precisely because he knows so many secrets.

Only then did the Lord of Netherworld understand how precious the fire was.

The more one cultivates to the later stage, the more crucial role the Heavenly Fire can play, especially when one becomes an Emperor, the Heavenly Fire will play a decisive role.

It's just that many people don't know this.

Refining a kind of sky fire is all about the smoke from the ancestral graves.

Lin Feng actually refined three kinds of heavenly fires, how could the Lord of Netherworld not be shocked?

"Haha! Lord of the Netherworld, you are a Yin spirit! You must be restrained by my heavenly fire!"

Lin Feng said with a big smile.

The Lord of Netherworld immediately looked indifferent and said disdainfully, "What about the yin spirits, and what about being restrained by the sky fire? Your cultivation base is too weak, and the sky fire in your hands is also a waste of heaven."

Immediately, the Lord of Netherworld slammed his hands together.

Billions of tricks.

agglomerated.

"Nether Ghost Sea"!

The Nether Lord sneered, waved his hand, and a boundless ocean emerged.

The ocean, at a glance, can't see where the end is.

In that ocean, there are densely packed ghosts.

Yin Soldiers, Specter Ghosts, Evil Ghosts, Skeleton Ghosts..., all kinds of ghosts, shouting and killing the sky, slaughtered towards Lin Feng.

"I go"!

Lin Feng put away the fire, turned around and ran.

This Nether Lord is too powerful, even if he has the Heavenly Fire to restrain the Nether Lord, there is still a big gap between him and the Nether Lord.

Seeing Lin Feng turn around and run, the Lord of Netherworld shouted coldly, "Boy, you are such a coward!"

"I'm cowardly with your sister, you are in the realm of true gods. My lord, I'm only in the realm of false gods. I'm dozens of levels away from your grandson. Should I stay here and wait to die if I don't run?"

Lin Feng cursed.

"Dare to insult this seat, you are seeking your own death, you can't get away, this seat will eat you."

The Nether Lord quickly chased after him.

One escape and one chase.

The Nether Lord's speed is very fast, but Lin Feng's speed is not slow.

The Lord of Netherworld did not catch up with Lin Feng after chasing him for more than an hour, which made the Lord of Netherworld extremely depressed.

Just chasing an ant.

It took so long.

It simply made the Lord of Netherworld another kind of maddening impulse.

"boom……". In the distance, there was a terrifying aura.

Leng Wuxin used his mana to wrap the Forbidden Soul Stone and rushed forward.

"You dare to count the seat"!

The Lord of Netherworld has now figured out everything, Leng Wuxin left early, Lin Feng's procrastination.

It was simply to gain time for Leng Wuxin.

Let Leng Wuxin collect the Forbidden Soul Stone to deal with him.

"Lord of the Nether, let us go, we won't break the river, if we insist on forcing us, then the fish will die and the net will be broken"!

Said coldly.

"You two ants also want to threaten this seat, what are you? Do you think that you can deal with this seat if you master the Soul Forbidden Stone? If you think so, it is a big mistake. This seat is the messenger of the underworld. The existence of immortality and immortality, this seat will eat you today."

The Lord of Netherworld was extremely angry, he stepped forward and smashed Leng Wuxin with a palm.

In the eyes of the Lord of Netherworld.

Lin Feng was not afraid at all.

After all, Lin Feng is only a virtual god.

The only thing that is a little threatening is Leng Wuxin.

No matter what, Leng Wuxin is also a half-step True God Realm cultivation base.

And the Forbidden Soul Stone is still in Leng Wuxin's hands.

"Shock kill"!

Leng Wuxin couldn't help but let out a cold drink, urging the Forbidden Soul Stone to slay the Lord of Netherworld.

boom.

The attack of the Nether Lord collided with the Leng Wuxin Forbidden Soul Stone.

The sky is crumbling, the sun and the moon are without light, and the earth is collapsing.

Deng Deng Deng Deng...

Leng Wuxin was shaken out.

Wow.

He vomited blood directly.

Although the Nether Lord also took a few steps back, it was clear that his injuries were not serious.

"An ant-like existence, no matter how much you resist, can't compete with this seat. In front of this seat, there is only one dead end."

The voice of the Lord of Netherworld seemed to float out of hell, revealing endless killing intent, which made people feel horrified.

Endless magic fog rolled around his body.

The Nether Lord walked towards Leng Wuxin step by step.

Leng Wuxin is communicating with the Forbidden Soul Stone, which will take a certain amount of time.

Lin Feng gritted his teeth, urged the Nine Demons Map, and killed the Lord of Netherworld.

"Imperial soldiers!! Boy, you have a lot of treasures, but they are useless, your realm is too low!"

The Nether Lord sneered and swept his palm towards Lin Feng.

boom……

If Lin Feng was struck by lightning, he was directly swept away thousands of meters, and the Nine Demons Map became extremely dim.

His body knocked down a mountain.

Then he was drowned in the rubble, motionless, not knowing whether to live or die.