Chapter 671

Name:God Of Martial Arts Author:净无痕
"What a terrible Lin Feng." The crowd just gazed at the bodies of those demons, and their hearts trembled violently. They incarnated the body of the demon God, summoning the Yaksha demon, the Shura demon, and the immovable ghost. The three gods from the ancient times fought with the demons transformed from the original master Lin Feng. The bloody evil spirit was not an opponent at all. One demon was enough for him to deal with.

"How can Lin Feng's method be so powerful?" The crowd was amazed, but they didn't know that Lin Feng had already practiced the nine turn Buddha magic skill in the ancient body building god palace, and then happened to fall into the devil kingdom to get the memory of the age of Buddha and devil. If this is not enough, he still can't play such a powerful force.

Thanks to the boundary in the palace, Lin Feng can imagine the opportunities of the whole age of Buddhism and demons to the reality, let him incarnate the light and dark world and experience the battle of ancient Buddhas and demons. Other people will not know how strong it is. Lin Feng is like walking into another world, far away The ancient world, the world of Buddhas and demons.

Watching the ancient war of magic and Buddhism, and even participating in it by himself, is terrible for Lin Feng to understand the nine turn Buddha magic skill and the means of Buddha and devil. In addition, his understanding has made him powerful at the moment. It can be said that Lin Feng's personal experience of the magic power in the realm is far greater than his own cultivation level.

"Boom!" Another strong attack fell on the blood evil spirit, which made the blood evil spirit Snort and could not resist. Now, Lin Feng, who has 7200 Buddhas and demons, incarnates into the body of the devil. The power of a fist is incomparably terrifying. However, the power of those demons who summon the imagination is also boundless. This makes the blood evil spirit be conquered, and even his power can't be exerted The body is not invaded by evil.

The evil god, with the evil god, will not be afraid of the mere evil work.

"If you want to kill me, I'll see how you kill me now." Lin Feng, the incarnation of the devil's body, strides out. On the devil's body, it seems that there is endless power. The dark light circulates, and the shock of the devil's fist blows at the blood evil spirit.

The bloody devil's eyes were red, and he roared. His whole body was full of blood and blood. He and the spirit of corpses and skeletons shot at Lin Feng's evil way. Then, with the fist of the devil, everything turned into silence. At the same time, the three demons behind him simultaneously killed him. His whole body trembled violently, and his body rushed out into the air, extremely fast.

"Where to go." Lin Feng gave a cold drink. Suddenly, a hand covered the sky and the devil's hand went toward the void. The body of the blood evil spirit resisted in the middle of the air in a hurry, but he just snorted. His body was directly blasted out. The three demons' bodies directly pursued him, making the bloody evil's face change greatly. In the void, he roared: "I admit defeat."

"Come back." Lin Feng gave a cold drink. Suddenly, the bodies of the three demons flew back towards Lin Feng and printed them directly into Lin Feng's body, as if they were integrated with Lin Feng.

"What a terrible skill this is." The crowd shuddered, incarnating the devil, summoning the view to come up with three demons, Lin Feng, too terrible.

The dark magic light gradually dissipated. Lin Feng looked at the bloody evil spirit who had been hurt. He said faintly: "kill me, are you qualified? If you don't admit defeat again, I'm afraid you'll all die twice, and you'll have to take the snowy field to be the first. What's your reason? "

Lin Feng's voice trembled in the eardrum of xuesha, which made his face pale and his eyes stiff. Lin Feng humiliated him, bombarded his heart, and made him lose confidence and determination to fight.

And Lin Feng did. He fought twice and admitted defeat twice. His confidence in martial arts had been shaken. He thought that this snowy contest should belong to his stage. However, he had not yet fought with two terrible powerful men, Emperor Mausoleum and Duan Wudao. He had been defeated twice, to Jun Moxi and to Lin Feng, two people they did not expect, such as How can we not be discouraged.

"It's just a strong waste, but it's called a genius. I can't see where genius is." Light said a word, Lin Feng turned around, slowly left, let the blood evil spirit will hold that mouth directly vomit out, Lin Feng, humiliate him is just a strong point of waste.

But now he is a loser, and he is not qualified to refute. He has been defeated twice in a row. What a face he has.

"Next time." The snow in the void is impermanent, the center of his eyes twinkles, and his heart throbs. This blood evil spirit is already very good. With that spirit of corpse evil, anyone who comes into contact with him will suffer. If he encounters an ordinary eight strong person in the Xuanwu realm, even if he is at the top of the eight levels, he has to be restrained when fighting against him, not to mention the spirit of blood evil Very powerful.

Unfortunately, he met two more abnormal geniuses, one of whom was Mo Xi, who was brave and upright and suppressed his evil spirits. All evils did not invade him. At the same time, he had the terrible immortal skill. How to fight, he could not fight at all.

Then Lin Feng, the incarnation of the devil, summoned the three demons to fight. How could the devil be afraid of evil? It was the same that all evil did not invade. As for the strength, it was even more complete explosion of blood evil spirit. There was no way to deal with Lin Feng. Only those who were restrained died were helpless.

It can only be said that genius meets more talented people.

This time, the snow area big than, is to have several evil spirits.What's more, there are still two people who haven't come up with strength to fight. Emperor Mausoleum and Duan Wudao are still fighting in a tepid manner. But now, they have to show their real strength. None of them is easy to provoke in the struggle for the last five.

"This time, it seems that xuesha's position is no doubt the fifth. Lin Feng and Jun Mo Xi both lock in the first four seats." In the eyes of the crowd, the first four seats in the snowy area are glorious enough.

The next Tang youyou still gave up the fight. Her soul was wounded, and her remaining opponents were Emperor Mausoleum and Duan Wudao. This made her have no hope of victory at all. I'm afraid that all the later battles will give up and there will be no one to fight.

Later, Emperor Ling went out to fight. His eyes looked around. Now his opponents are all very strong. Duan Wudao, Lin Feng, Jun Moxi and xuesha are not weak. Moreover, Lin Feng has fought with xuesha just now, so he can only choose one of Duan Wudao and Jun Moxi.

In the end, Emperor Ling's eyes fell on Jun Mo Xi, but he still did not choose Duan Wudao. Emperor Ling always regarded Duan Wudao as his strongest opponent. Duan Wudao wanted to stay in the end, and the two of them had a decisive battle.

Jun Mo Xi is very smart to fight out, calm eyes also slightly waved a little waves, slightly bullied, Emperor Mausoleum, the most powerful man in the snow field genius, standing in front of him at the moment, his body is full of surging fighting intention.

"Heaven blood, imperial mausoleum!" Whispered a voice, in Jun Mo Xi's body, Haoran Zhengqi rolled out and rose to the sky.

The golden bright eyes of the imperial mausoleum stare at Jun Mo Xi and indifferently say: "Haoran righteous spirit and undead spirit are both very powerful. However, there is a limit to the immortal spirit. As long as you constantly hurt you and break your limit, you can still be irreparable. If the power is stronger, it can even kill you, and the stronger the soul is In the end, it depends on a strong force to maintain. "

Hearing the words of the imperial mausoleum, the eyes of the crowd are slightly frozen. Yes, the spirit of martial arts is a kind of peculiar soul power, which is born by nature. There are also some strange people who can produce the spirit of martial arts the day after tomorrow, but very few of them can. Since it is the power of the soul, there is a limit, so is the immortal spirit. This emperor mausoleum is worthy of being praised as the strongest youth in the snow region, and his insight is broader than many people Wide, know more.

"You mean you're going to break my limits and beat me?" Jun Mo Xi looks at the Imperial Mausoleum Road.

Emperor Mausoleum nodded: "of course, this snowy field is my stage. You can't pose a threat to me, nor can bloody evil spirits. Lin Feng can't threaten me. Only Duan Wudao is qualified to fight with me. You can't do it."

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