Immemorial Dragon Elephant Art

The middle-aged cultivator who suddenly appeared is definitely a formidable existence.

but.

But no one knew the identity of this person.

His breath is very deep, and it is difficult to sense the realm of this monk.

"The undead family is really not simple, there is such a powerful powerhouse!"

Lin Feng couldn't help talking to himself.

Although the middle-aged cultivator never made a move.

but.

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

"Oh it's you!"

The magic hand's voice was indifferent.

Obviously.

The magic hand knows the middle-aged monk.

"Ancestor!"

Yu Wentuo and others saluted the middle-aged monk one after another.

Lin Feng couldn't help but move slightly in his heart.

Yuwen Tuo is the great elder of the undead family.

But the patriarch of the undead family never appeared.

Could it be that this middle-aged man looks like the cultivator is the patriarch of the undead family?

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

Is this person the leader of the undead family?

Lin Feng didn't know either.

...

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

The middle-aged monk said.

The magic hand said in a cold voice, "In the past, those old and immortal things of your family used conspiracy to plot this seat, dividing the body of this seat into nine, and suppressing it in different places, this is the nine immortal family. The source of the great branch! Now that this seat's first palm is freed from trouble, then this seat will soon be able to reunite with the body, and then the undead family will be destroyed!"

Lin Feng had long known that the people of the undead family were unreliable.

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

People from the undead family said that they could no longer get in touch with the main line.

You are simply deceiving yourself.

Their line is a branch that is branched out from the main line with tasks.

How could it be impossible to get in touch with the main vein?

...

Lin Feng is now beginning to doubt everything Yuwen Tuo said before.

Including news from the Lin clan.

Lin Feng was also suspicious.

This guy Yuwen Tuo is deceiving himself with lies.

There is a high probability that the members of the Lin clan were captured by the undead clan of Kyushu.

"Where are my Lin clan people?".

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

The middle-aged cultivator looked at Lin Feng, two bright lights flashed in his eyes, and he said, "I have already been sent away! Lin Feng! I think you are a talented person. If you surrender to the undead family now, you will still be You can save your life, otherwise, there is only one way to die!”

Lin Feng's expression was gloomy.

The Lin clan was indeed taken away by the undead clan.

The middle-aged monk said that the Lin clan were sent away?

Lin Feng guessed.

Most likely it was sent to the main vein.

But it is unknown where the main vein of the undead family is.

Besides.

Lin Feng is clear.

With his current strength.

There is simply not enough power to go to the main vein of the undead family.

If you insist on going.

There is only one dead end.

What Lin Feng can do now is to greatly improve his cultivation.

Only its own strength is strong enough.

later.

To be able to deal with the master of the main line of the undead family.

Lin Feng looked at the middle-aged cultivator coldly, and said with a sneer, "Sooner or later, I will step on the main vein of the undead family under my feet!"

"Hahahaha, well said!"

The devil couldn't help laughing.

"Things that don't know whether to live or die, after this seat has suppressed the devil's hand, I will smash your corpse into ten thousand pieces!"

The voice fell.

The middle-aged monk attacked the magic hand.

"Ten Thousand Swords Breaking Heaven Art!"

The middle-aged monk gave a low voice.

Then, a dense array of immortal swords emerged from behind him.

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

But.

Even if it's just a sword light.

But it's also terrifying.

Lin Feng had never seen it so powerful.

Such a terrifying sword light.

Every sword light.

It seems that they all contain the power of destroying the sky and destroying the earth.

It's really terrifying to the point where people can't help being horrified.

What's more, this is ten thousand swords of light.

hum! !

Wan Dao sword light, lightly shakes the void.

One hundred thousand worlds.

Instantly shattered.

The sword lights one after another slashed towards the magic hand.

Like extinction.

Anyone who is in the ten thousand sword light.

will despair.

"Tips for carving insects!"

The magic hand was very arrogant, and his voice was indifferent, when Wan Dao Jianguang killed him.

I saw the magic hand gently stroke in the void.

"Drawing the ground is a prison!"

Immediately.

A huge cage appeared in the void.

Thousands of sword lights flew over and all flew into the cage.

All sword lights have spirits.

Struggling hard.

Want to break free.

But several attempts.

All fail.

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

It actually directly trapped Wan Dao's powerful sword light.

Let it struggle.

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

"break!"

Then the magic hand lightly tapped the cage that trapped Wan Dao Jianguang.

The cage shattered directly.

Ten thousand swords of light also shattered.

"Man and sword are one!"

suddenly.

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

then.

His body turned into a huge fairy sword.

This fairy weapon exudes a terrifying coercion.

Feeling the powerful pressure emanating from the immortal sword, Lin Feng actually had the urge to worship the immortal sword.

This fairy sword.

It's just too powerful.

The fairy sword cut across the void.

Directly towards the magic hand beheaded away.

Wanzhang Jianmang.

agglomerated.

A sword fell.

It's like splitting a big world.

The voice of the demon king suddenly resounded in Lin Feng's mind at this time, "This person is not a human cultivator, but a magic weapon. The sword in front of him should be the body of this magic weapon!"

"What? The magic weapon?"

Lin Feng couldn't help being surprised.

The monks transformed from ordinary magic weapons are different from the real monks.

A true monk is flesh and blood.

There will be blood radiating from the body.

Because all living beings themselves are composed of Qi.

Such blood.

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.

Also difficult to change.

But.

The monk in front of him clearly gave people a feeling of flesh and blood.

"He is a qixiu! Originally a magic weapon, but on the path of qixiu, some qixiu can indeed derive flesh and blood! Of course, such qixiu is extremely rare. In the past, I only saw Tiandi at Tiandi. A magic weapon of , derived from flesh and blood!"

The demon said.

Lin Feng nodded, and his expression became somewhat solemn.

This magic weapon is absolutely terrifying. I wonder if the magic hand can resist the attack of this magic weapon.

"Wait and see! The ancestors shot, they can definitely hit the magic hand!"

The monk of the undead family looked indifferent.

Incomparable confidence in the "old ancestor" that this magic weapon has become.

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