City: After ten years of cultivation, you will be invincible when you go down the mountain

Watching a few people leave,

Lin Feng no longer hesitated, and rushed towards the direction of the undead battlefield.

Soon after,

Lin Feng came to the outskirts of the Lake of the Undead.

The battle here seems to have just ended, the surroundings are dead silent, and the air is filled with a strong smell of blood.

The black ground has been stained red with blood. I don't know how many corpses of human cultivators lie in the pool of blood. The scene is as terrifying as Shura Hell.

"Is something really wrong? There is not a single corpse of the Protoss on the ground!"

As Lin Feng walked, he carefully observed the corpses around him.

The small tower is a semi-immortal artifact, it's normal not to care,

And he is a human being, a person of flesh and blood, suddenly seeing so many human beings die here tragically, and some of them were almost disembowelled, it was hard to calm down in the end.

"Jie jie jie... There is one more survivor here."

at this time,

A sinister laugh reached Lin Feng's ears,

But he saw two undead, who were almost materialized, rushing towards Lin Feng as if they had smelled their prey.

one in black,

One is dressed in white.

"Take your life! The little boy of the human race..."

The two undead were very ferocious, they directly flanked Lin Feng back and forth, and made a move of the black tiger to pull out the heart, as if they wanted to pierce Lin Feng's chest and pull out the heart inside.

Lin Feng didn't move at all, no matter what the two undead plucked at his strong body, he didn't have any scars.

"What a hard body!"

"Attack his spirit!"

The two undead wanted to invade Lin Feng's Sea of ​​Consciousness again, but they were yelled out by the little tower inside, almost frightened them out of their wits...

"Something's wrong, run away!"

The two undead sensed something was wrong, they were terrified, and planned to run away.

Lin Feng reached out his big hand and easily suppressed the two of them.

"Have you had enough?"

"Playing...enough playing..."

"Go to hell when you've had enough fun."

With a slight force from Lin Feng, the white-clothed undead who was speaking was shaken and vanished into thin air, dying tragically on the spot. Then he looked at the black-clothed undead again and asked:

"What about you? Have you had enough fun?"

"me..."

The undead in black looked pale, trembling and unable to utter a word.

"Answer my question honestly...understand?"

Lin Feng was expressionless.

"Okay...I will answer honestly."

The black-clothed undead trembled.

After some inquiry,

Lin Feng finally got some information from the black-clothed undead.

Just now,

The human race and the god race launched attacks on the swamp of the undead from two directions,

And this is the battlefield where the human race is in charge!

"Because the battle was too chaotic, the battlefield was divided into many small pieces. We wiped out all the human cultivators in this battlefield, and only two stronger cultivators fled to the deep battlefield!"

The undead in black paused.

"Which direction did those two flee?"

Lin Feng asked blankly.

"Then...over there..."

The black-clothed undead hurriedly pointed in one direction, and then cried and said:

"My lord, I'm just a little soldier responsible for cleaning the battlefield. I don't know anything. Just treat me like a fart and let me go..."

"boom!"

Lin Feng didn't talk nonsense, and directly slapped the undead in black into pieces.

Then he ran towards the direction he was pointing at.

The further you go inside, the more deadly the air becomes, and there are more and more corpses on the ground.

in the deepest part,

You can even faintly hear the fluctuating sound of the battle...

Lin Feng walked and killed all the way, and he didn't know how many undead were killed, and he also got a lot of useful information.

It turns out that this is the territory of the four great spirit emperors - Huang Lingdi and Di Lingdi.

Many of the three types of powerhouses of the human race flew to the depths. Based on the idea of ​​capturing the thief first, they planned to deal with the two great spirit emperors first.

As for the battlefield outside,

It was handed over to Lu Ning, Mingyue Sword God and other second-class powerhouses...

at this time.

"boom!"

Suddenly there was a loud bang in front of him.

I saw a golden giant sword rising across the sky, cut through the void, and shattered several mountains, but in the end, it was enveloped by a burst of death, and the divine brilliance disappeared without a trace...

"This... is the sword of the Moon Sword God!"

Lin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, and immediately ran forward.

.....

at the same time,

In a space of smog and haze,

Mingyue Sword God was kneeling on one knee, leaning on a broken blood-stained sword in his right hand, panting heavily, surrounded by seven or eight human corpses.

Even though these people were already dead, their bodies still shone with a faint luster, exuding a terrifying aura,

All of this proves how terrifying the strength of these people was in life, and the worst is the powerhouse who survived the tribulation!

"Mingyue Sword God, are you alright?"

The monk-clothed ancient Buddha of the Temple of Absolute Beginning asked with difficulty.

His Buddhist attire was already stained with blood, his solemn and solemn face was covered with paleness, and he didn't look like an eminent monk, he looked very embarrassed!

"Huhuhu~"

"These undead are really hard to kill! Even my Heavenly Sword can't completely suppress them!"

Mingyue Sword God was sweating non-stop on his forehead, speaking weakly, obviously exhausted to the extreme.

"This time, I'm afraid the two of us will perish here!"

The ancient Buddha in monk clothes sighed.

Mingyue Sword God clenched the broken sword in his hand and remained silent.

Between the two talking,

The surrounding undead surged out like a group of peaks,

The four undead headed by them were all wearing black robes, their eyes were scarlet, like two will-o'-the-wisps burning!

These four undead are the four great generals under Emperor Huang Ling, their strength is unfathomable, and they have all reached the level of the second-class powerhouses...

"Stop struggling, all of you who came here today will die!"

One of the undead warriors said indifferently.

"There are no sword cultivators waiting to die, only sword cultivators who die in battle!"

Mingyue Sword God snorted coldly, and began to burn his life energy, planning to fight to the death!

As a sword god, his strength is also extremely powerful. Now that he is desperate, his aura is rising steadily. Even the broken sword in his hand seems to be recasting, emitting a bright luster, illuminating the hazy death.

"Even if I die, I still need to find a few funeral companions!"

Mingyue Sword God roared.

His gaze gradually firmed up, his spirits were high, and he was full of vigor, as if he had returned to the peak of his life.

But the monk clothes ancient Buddha knew,

This is the ultimate sublimation at the cost of life essence. After this battle, Mingyue Sword God will undoubtedly die!

And seeing this scene,

The Four Great War Generals obviously became serious, and the two will-o'-the-wisps in their eyes flickered violently...

"Mingyue Sword God, I will help you!"

at this time,

In the darkness, there was a cold voice.

But he saw the ancient ancestor of Heiyun walking out slowly, and came to the side of Mingyue Sword God and the monk's clothes ancient Buddha.

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