Immemorial Dragon Elephant Art

The Holy Heavenly King looked down at the Sun-shooting arrow that pierced his chest. If it was replaced by someone else, the terrifying power that escaped from the moment when the Sun-shooting God Arrow penetrated the body would have destroyed all vitality, but the Holy Heavenly King was too much after all. Stronger, although his vitality is also destroyed, he does not die immediately like the others.

He looked at Lin Feng and roared loudly, "Why is this happening? Why is this happening?".

He rushed towards Lin Feng.

He couldn't accept everything that happened. He was a powerhouse in the real immortal realm, one of the top powerhouses in the undead realm, and one of the most respected powerhouses in the undead realm.

However, now, he felt that his body was getting colder and colder, and he felt the breath of death, which was constantly eating away at his consciousness.

It feels so bad.

He didn't want to die, but everything could not be changed, so before dying, the Holy King wanted to pull Lin Feng on his back.

Lin Feng sneered, and he continued to draw the bow and shoot arrows.

An energy arrow condensed and quickly shot towards the Holy King.

puff!

This energy arrow also shot through the body of the Holy King.

swoosh swish...

Lin Feng shot out arrow after arrow.

Puff puff……

One after another, the energy arrows shot through the body of the holy king.

The Holy King looked down at the blood hole that appeared on his body, and he couldn't help but let out a shrill cry.

He was afraid.

He is afraid of death.

He was extremely afraid of death, extremely afraid.

Perhaps, the longer people live, the more afraid of death. It has been so long since the end of the ancient times. The holy king enjoys the feeling of longevity. He even wants to cross the era and live to the next era, but now , all hope was cut off.

"The crimes you have committed are simply too numerous to describe! Even if you kill you 10,000 times, 100,000 times, you will not be able to solve the hatred!"

Lin Feng looked at the Holy King with indifference.

"I didn't lose in the hands of your yellow mouth child, I lost because of bad luck!"

The Holy King muttered to himself, and then his body fell towards the bottom.

The sun-shooting arrow penetrated his body and flew towards Lin Feng, while Lin Feng smashed the body of the holy king with one palm.

In the end, only the storage ring, the sword, and the source were left behind by the Holy King.

"Dead! The Holy King is dead!"

"Hahaha, even the Holy King has been killed, what are you waiting for, brothers? Come on, just wipe out the Holy Legion!"

"Kill, kill, the sacred legion monks who must be killed will not be left behind!"

A large number of monks roared.

The morale of the cultivators of the Sin and Blood Alliance was high, and the cultivators of the Holy Legion had completely lost their faith in World War I after the death of the Holy King. They wanted to escape but could not escape, so many people were killed.

"Surrender, we are willing to surrender, as long as we don't kill us, we are willing to surrender, we are willing to surrender!"

A cultivator screamed in horror.

They wanted to live, but the only way to survive was to surrender to Lin Feng, but Lin Feng couldn't help showing a cold expression on his face.

"Holy Legion, sinful, killing innocents, how could this leader accept your surrender? Kill all the people of the Holy Legion!"

Lin Feng snorted coldly.

"Kill all the bastards of the Holy Legion!"

"We do not accept surrender!"

"Kill kill kill, blow them to ashes!"

Many monks roared loudly with killing intent.

this battle.

In the end, the Holy Legion was wiped out.

In addition to the Holy King, the five deputy commanders who came this time were also killed.

Five million Holy Legion monks, none of them in stock, due to the addition of the Yinling army.

This has also led to a lot of losses in the cultivators of the Guilty and Blood Alliance. More than 400,000 people have lost their lives in the Guilty and Blood Alliance. This number is not particularly large, and of course it cannot be considered a small number. After all, the Guilty and Blood Alliance has only 150 people One hundred thousand monks.

But war is inherently cruel, and war is inherently bloody.

"I have a big wish, that there will be no more wars in this world...".

"I have a big wish, that all living beings are equal and can live forever...".

"I have a big wish, may the epoch last forever, and all spirits will not perish...".

Just at this time.

Lin Feng's voice resounded between heaven and earth.

The war was so cruel, and it touched Lin Feng so much that Lin Feng couldn't help but make a big wish.

Lin Feng inadvertently used the power of the Great Vision Technique.

The oath is combined with the Tao.

Lin Feng's great wish technique was integrated into the way of heaven and between heaven and earth.

Behind Lin Feng, an endless holy light appeared.

In a trance, everyone felt that Lin Feng was like a saint.

Countless monks knelt down in unison, and then shouted, "I'm willing to swear to follow the leader!"

"Get up...".

Lin Feng said.

Everyone got up one after another.

Lin Feng continued, "Now the Holy Legion has been annihilated, but the Holy Legion still has many large armies stationed in various important cities, and many immortal veins in the sin area are controlled by them. Now, it is us who conquered. A great opportunity for the sin field, leave some people to clean the battlefield, and the rest are divided into ten cultivators, and then sweep the remnants of the Holy Legion and conquer the sin field!"

"Yes!"

The cultivators of the Guilty and Blood Alliance responded.

Lin Feng asked Nine Blood Demon Venerable and others to stay in Sindu.

He asked the top ten loose cultivators to lead a team to exterminate the remnants of the Holy Legion.

Soon, the ten strong scattered cultivators led the army to leave.

At this time, the army of Yin spirits rushed outside.

Lin Feng left with the Yin Spirit army.

...

The Yin spirit army disappeared into the forest and disappeared.

Only Mu Xiuhan stood outside the city waiting for Lin Feng.

"Where did they go?". Lin Feng asked.

"Underworld...". Mu Xiuhan said.

"How about you, senior?". Lin Feng asked.

"I will also go to the underworld. When I come out this time, the power of the curse has begun to appear in me!"

Mu Xiuhan flicked his fingers, and the power of Lou Lou's curse danced on his fingertips.

Seeing this scene, Lin Feng's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

"how so!"

Lin Feng asked.

He thought of a possibility, and said, "Get out of there, exposed, so the curse will fall?"

Lin Feng's voice was very sad, because he had seen the cursed Lord Moli, turned into a ghost, lost himself, and life was better than death.

Now, Mu Xiuhan seems to be following in his footsteps.

"You don't have to be sad, because this day will come sooner or later. Since it will come sooner or later, what's the difference between one day earlier and one later? I'm very happy to be able to do something for the world before I get lost!"

Mu Xiuhan said with a smile, perhaps he has already seen through life and death, he is a tragic hero.

Lin Feng felt extremely depressed and uncomfortable, but he couldn't help Mu Xiuhan, he could only watch Mu Xiuhan being cursed and then completely lost himself, which made Lin Feng feel very sad.