This was the first time Chen Feng had used the Secret Divine Spear since leaving the Secret Heaven Realm, and it was forced to do so. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info In the face of the wind and snow of the Thousand Illusion Ancestor, only the secret knowledge can compete with it. Of course, if Chen Feng let the Ming Soul, the Red Phosphorus Centipede, and the Spirit Blood Spider rush up, it would be enough to kill the Thousand Illusion Ancestor, but it made Chen Feng miss an opportunity to compete with the master of secret knowledge.

Chen Feng didn't have many opportunities to use the Secret Divine Spear, but he never neglected to cultivate. Every night of meditation, Chen Feng would practice the secret spear in his secret sea. At this time, facing the battle knife of the Thousand Illusion Ancestor, Chen Feng could still deal with it.

After a few rounds of fighting between the two, Chen Feng saw the gap between himself. His secret spear is extremely light, the gun rotates at will, and the speed is relatively fast, which is an advantage, and the secret spear is the most aggressive of the real objects transformed into secret knowledge. These are all incomparable to the Thousand Illusion Ancestor's battle swords.

However, Chen Feng's secret divine spear lacked a soul, on the contrary, the Thousand Illusion Ancestor's battle knife was full of battle intent, as if it had a soul. This battle intent suppressed the Secret Divine Spear, making it unable to exert its own power.

It's like an adult, no matter how strong you are, if you don't have a soul, you may not be able to fight a flexible child.

The Thousand Illusion Ancestor once again condensed the battle intent, and with a wave of the battle knife, the sword shadow slashed out again, and the incomparable sword strength carried the wind and snow, like the wind in the mountain stream, bringing Chen Feng the chill of the pavement.

Chen Feng had no choice but to hide.

The situation is changing one after another, and the battle intent that has been loosened by the Thousand Illusion Ancestor has condensed again, and the speed of the war knife is also significantly faster, like wind and thunder, like fire and electricity, with a domineering, cold and cold momentum, breaking Chen Feng back step by step.

Chen Feng felt that his secret knowledge spear was on the verge of collapse, and it was difficult to maintain it. If this continues, Chen Feng has only one way to lose.

"I still have to rely on external forces!" Chen Feng sighed silently, and a faint cyan flame appeared on the secret knowledge spear. The first time this flame appeared was in the Secret Heaven Victory Realm, and the second time was born by Chen Feng under the torture of the old monk of the Treasure Raider, he found that this flame was extremely offensive to the secret sense, so he was used by Chen Feng on the secret knowledge spear.

"The last cut!" The Thousand Illusion Ancestor had already ignored Chen Feng's secret knowledge spear, and the battle knife was raised high, showing a downward slashing trend. Before the knife fell, the battle intent was already surging. However, the battle intent was only swallowed on the body of the war knife, and it was not leaked between heaven and earth as before.

This will undoubtedly be a knife that the Thousand Illusion Ancestor is extremely satisfied with.

Just as the Thousand Illusion Ancestor's war knife was about to fly down, a piercing, almost maddening scream sounded in the wind and snow, heading straight for the Thousand Illusion Ancestor's ears.

This is naturally the cry of the Ming Soul. Since devouring the ghost beads left behind by the ghost king in the ruins, although the appearance of the Ming soul has not changed under normal circumstances, when it attacks with a sound, the ghost king's phantom will appear in the transparent body. The most important thing is that Ming Soul is already good at sound attacks, and so is the Ghost King. The ghost king's "ghost king killing sound" once left Chen Feng with extremely painful memories. Fighting the Ghost King was also the most dangerous danger he encountered after stepping into the secret realm. Ming Soul has been digesting the ghost beads for this time, and the speed is not fast, but Ming Soul's voice attack already has a bit of a "ghost king killing sound" flavor. Fortunately, Chen Feng is the master of the Ming Soul, otherwise it is estimated that he will also fall into collapse.

The Thousand Illusion Ancestor was defenseless, his eardrums buzzed, and he entered a state of temporary deafness, and his mind instantly fell into a state of paralysis. His face became extremely pale, and his sword shook uncontrollably, and his battle intent naturally leaked out.

The shaking of the battle knife, although it was not conspicuous, was caught by Chen Feng, and what he was waiting for was this opportunity. He directly took out the Secret Divine Spear, and the Secret Divine Spear was like a golden long arrow, plunging straight into the throat of the Thousand Illusion Ancestor!

"This ...... How...... It may ...... "The war knife of the Thousand Illusion Ancestor no longer had support, and it fell suddenly, and his body was no longer upright as before, like a tattered cotton wool, falling to the ground with a muffled sound;

Chen Feng thought that the Thousand Illusion Ancestor was dead, but who would have thought that he would struggle again and said, "Please...... Burn my body...... Buried under the pine tree on the top of Yangshou Mountain in Yangshou Town...... I'm living in it...... Secret Stone ...... It's yours...... Reward...... ...... Lao"

He finally insisted on what he meant, and died, but his eyes were not closed.

In his dying eyes, he was full of prayers for Chen Feng, and perhaps, for the pine tree on Yangshou Mountain.

The wind and snow finally stopped.

Chen Feng was once again in the underground space. The Thousand Illusion Ancestor did not have a secret knowledge spear in his throat, but the Thousand Illusion Ancestor held his throat.

At this moment, his face was extremely desolate. A legendary mystic came to the end of his life. Chen Feng didn't expect that the request he made on his deathbed would be this.

At the same time, Gao Huan and Fat Head, who were controlled by him, suddenly collapsed because of the secret knowledge that the Thousand Illusion Ancestor used to control them in their bodies, and the two of them couldn't bear it, and they both fell to the ground and fell asleep.

However, to Chen Feng's surprise, the battle knife containing incomparable battle intent in the wind and snow did not completely fall to the ground, but at the moment when the Thousand Illusion Ancestor died, it turned into a gray shadow and flew into the depths of the underground space.

Chen Feng was slightly stunned, quickly understood something, and immediately used the Divine Secret Technique to chase after him.

It was nothing else that had just escaped, but the battle intent of the Thousand Illusion Ancestors!

When fighting with the Thousand Illusion Ancestor, Chen Feng had thought about this question: Where did the Thousand Illusion Ancestor's battle intent come from? Judging from the temperament of the Thousand Illusion Ancestor, he is accustomed to pretending to be a god and playing ghosts, and his illusory secret technique has its superiority, he is used to bluffing, and his secret power is not strong but his momentum is sufficient. However, these are not enough, not enough for him to have such a strong fighting spirit.

The battle intent that Chen Feng felt was crazy, violent, and cruel, and it was a poem in the midst of knives. This psalm is not something that a thousand illusion ancestors can sing. The twenty-eight beauties who are accustomed to the willow shore and the waning moon, the cardamom word work, and the dream of the Qinglou are good, and it is difficult to endow the great Jiangdong with the surging pride. Right now, the battle sword did not disappear with the death of the Thousand Illusion Ancestor, but escaped as if it had its own spirituality. That battle intent was too strong, if it weren't for the screams of the Ming Soul that caused the Thousand Illusion Ancestor to have a flaw, Chen Feng would still not be able to defeat the Thousand Illusion Ancestor in terms of secret knowledge. Battle intent is something that belongs to the mind, but it is not a secret knowledge, every secret person can have it, not to mention such a powerful battle intent, how can Chen Feng let it go?

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