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Although as the king of killers, Luo Feng's endurance is extremely strong, but being scorched by the fire is terrible both in terms of feeling and looking, anyway, he definitely doesn't want to experience a second time, but in the face of this evil supernatural power, he is helpless and can only deal with it passively. Pinshu.com

died six times in a row, and even Luo Feng was a little unbearable.

If it weren't for the help of the Qilin bloodline, he would have died a long time ago and couldn't die anymore, but the painful death experience every day really made him unable to survive and die.

The pain caused by death is no worse than the legendary Ten Tortures of the Manchu Dynasty, Luo Feng doesn't know how he endured, if it weren't for the incomparable tenacity that his will has already been tempered, to be honest, he didn't think he could hold on until now.

He had to think about it, Luo Feng knew that if he died like this, his spirit might really have a problem.

Thinking of this, standing on the cold street, Luo Feng began to concentrate on probing.

He had done this before, but neither his spiritual power nor the Book of Shura had given him any reaction.

This time, Luo Feng did his best to awaken the sleeping power in his heart.

It was probably a few times that the power of the ghost was exhausted, and this time, Luo Feng's investigation finally responded.

At first, he only heard a faint laughter, and then the laughter grew clearer and louder, it was the laughter of children, the laughter of heavenly ghosts.

Then, Luo Feng's body shook, the expression on his face quickly changed, and finally his expression returned to calm.

When Luo Feng woke up, there was no bustling city in front of him, no endless darkness and unicorns, only familiar caves, and he returned to the small world of the underworld.

After taking a deep breath, Luo Feng looked up and saw two heavenly ghosts holding a quaint bell, looking at him with a look of merit.

"Well done!" Luo Feng touched the brains of the two little ones appreciatively, and then took the two bells with his hand.

As soon as he picked up the bell, he felt a resentment that was like a substance, and the source of the resentment was a woman in white.

The woman's distorted face exuded helplessness, pain, fear, and despair all over her body.

It seems that the bell temple does enshrine something amazing, this female ghost should be the root of the origin of the bell temple, and these two bells are

It is the so-called ghost weapon, that is, the ghost weapon.

The reason why this bell is so powerful is because the female ghost who lives in the bell is very good, but now it has consumed too much strength to kill Luo Feng, and it is no longer afraid.

Thinking of this, Luo Feng flicked his fingers and smashed a few Shura flames into this ghost weapon, successfully purifying the remnants of the female ghost.

Then, Luo Feng returned the two bells to the two heavenly ghosts: "From today on, you will be called Ling Yi, and you will be called Ling Er." ”

Luo Feng has never been good at choosing names, and he has no new ideas for naming the two little guys, and it doesn't sound good at all.

And after listening to Luo Feng's words, Ling Yi and Ling Yi jumped happily with a bell in their hands, not minding this uncreative name at all.

After dealing with the matter of the ghost weapon, Luo Feng walked out of the cave and looked out.

I saw that in a green ocean, black air columns that were invisible to ordinary people rose into the air.

With the help of Shura's pupil, Luo Feng saw the distribution of those black qi pillars clearly.

He knew that that was where the formation was, this small world was very suitable for the development of the Hell and connected to the Lanchuan Continent, no matter what, Luo Feng would not allow this small world to fall into the hands of the Hades.

After a day and a night of exploration, Luo Feng basically understood this small world.

After gaining confidence, he no longer had any reservations and rushed towards the core of the formation.

After a while, Luo Feng came to the vicinity of the eye of the array.

It's just that before Luo Feng could figure out the structure of the entire formation, a small mountain-like figure rushed out of the dense forest next to him.

Immediately, Luo Feng felt a trembling sensation from his soul.

At this moment, all his attention is focused on the person, is this feeling fear?

Then, Luo Feng saw that the black sword in his hand was also trembling slightly, and immediately he laughed, how could it be fear, this is excitement.

The person who came was the ghost god who made Luo Feng feel powerless before, but he had reservations and was not strong in fighting before, but now he had to destroy the formation, there was no way back, he and the other party must have a battle, and only one of the two of them could survive.

The opponents Luo Feng faced in the past were all cultivators who were not good at killing, their combat effectiveness was mediocre, and their killing intent was only accumulated by killing.

The person in front of him was different from those cultivators, the other party had really experienced the corpse mountain and sea of blood, and Luo Feng felt a feeling of the same kind from the other party.

It seems that this person should have been a mortal who made a living by killing in his life, Luo Feng was just a killer without spiritual power in his previous life, and after arriving in the Lanchuan Continent, he mastered spiritual power and became a powerful cultivator.

The experience of the two is the same, and the killing intent on their bodies that is indomitable and decisive to the extreme is also the same.

It was precisely because of this that Luo Feng had an irrepressible fighting spirit in his heart.

Stimulated by the strong battle intent, Luo Feng's divine thoughts became more sensitive, and in just a short moment of contact, Luo Feng judged that the true strength of the other party was a half-step ghost god, which was equivalent to the existence of a half-step martial sect.

Normally, it would be a fantasy for a five-star martial spirit to defeat a half-step ghost god in a place with a strong yin qi, but Luo Feng didn't care at all.

Even if the other party was a half-step ghost god, it didn't reduce his flame-like battle intent in the slightest.

Since he decided to fight to the death, Luo Feng did not hesitate and immediately chose the most aggressive tactics.

Neither of them said a word, and went straight to the other.

"The Flame of Shura!"

As soon as he fought, Luo Feng swung his black sword and used the Shura sword technique, and at the same time, the black Shura Flame was attached to his blade.

The man over there also waved the long knife, and suddenly the sword that shattered the space and cut through the atmosphere reappeared.

The two of them coincidentally chose the same tactic at the beginning, and used a special move to directly kill the enemy.

The black flames touched the white blades, like a pile of explosives touching a spark.

"Bang!" There was a loud bang, and at the place where the black sword and the sword came into contact, the air suddenly exploded, and a hurricane emanated from the center of the explosion.

Wherever the hurricane passed, huge trees fell, sand flew to pieces, and occasionally something was instantly reduced to ashes by the scattered black flames, no matter how strong. The hard existence was immediately shattered and scattered when touched by the sword.

In the face of this apocalyptic scene, Luo Feng and the half-step ghost god did not move at all, and then the two continued to fight, and one shock wave after another began to ravage this small world.

One wants to protect the Hades formation, the other wants to destroy, the contradiction between the two is irreconcilable, the same so-called opponent is difficult to find, and when they encounter such an appetizing opponent, the two do not plan to stop.

In a few breaths, the figures of the two had changed several times, and the place they were in had fundamentally changed from before.

The entire terrain of the battlefield where the two fought has completely changed, and what was once a jungle with ancient trees has now become a basin with no grass.

Because the opponent is rare, neither of them retains their strength, and at the same time chooses a fighting method that ordinary cultivators will not use, and every punch and kick is a full shot, regardless of the loss of spiritual power.

"Luo Feng, right? As a five-star martial spirit monk, you can fight with me so far, you are very powerful. This is the first time since the fight that the other party has spoken, and when he speaks, the man's eyes become deeper and deeper, like a bottomless black abyss.

Luo Feng's eyes also changed, and he said in a very serious tone: "You are not bad." ”

Since coming to this world, Luo Feng doesn't know how many battles he has experienced.

Although many monks in this world also came out of the sea of corpses and blood, but in terms of combat effectiveness, Luo Feng didn't think they were amazing, although their strength was very strong, but it was not the same thing at all when they really fought to the death.

Just like the Bai Hong before, even before refining the Shura Battle Technique, Luo Feng was confident that he would defeat the other party in a life-and-death battle.

But the half-step ghost in front of him is really different, Luo Feng is really fighting desperately, and he is not sure that he will survive to the end.

However, Luo Feng firmly believed that he had to survive to the end, because there were too many people behind him waiting for him to go back.

In one, Luo Feng would not have watched the army of the Hades wreak havoc on the Lanchuan Continent, causing a tragedy of human suffering.

Looking at Luo Feng's eyes, which also became more and more determined, the man nodded and said, "You are a great warrior, now you are qualified to know my name." Remember, my name is Chung-chun. Only one of you and I can survive today, so let's fight! ”

After fighting until now, Zhong Chun understood that although the living person in front of him was only a five-star martial spirit, his true combat power sometimes couldn't just look at the cultivator's cultivation.

Therefore, although he had a great advantage, and although he was qualified to continue to taunt Luo Feng, Zhong Chun still regarded Luo Feng as an equal opponent, just because of the opponent's fighting spirit and courage to fight to the death.

Zhong Chun was a general who had been through a hundred battles before his death, and he understood that when fighting to a certain extent, sometimes it was not strength that determined life and death, but personal will to fight, so he didn't think that Luo Feng had no chance of surviving.

"Come on, then." It is impossible for Luo Feng to return to the Lanchuan Continent like this, otherwise the Lord of the Hades will definitely hide this small world, and when the other party plans to attack again, then the entire Tianxuan World can fall into crisis.

Thus, the bloody battle that decided the fate of the Immortal Heaven and the Ethereal Sect began again.

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