The entrance to the second layer of the Fallen Spirit Realm was a passage dozens of zhang wide.

The surface of this channel is an unidentified material structure similar to black crystals, mottled and black and shiny.

The demonic fog in front of him was rolling and dark, and from time to time there were bursts of strange sounds like teeth grinding, as if it was a road of no return to hell.

Because they were afraid of encountering unknown dangers, the speed of the two gradually slowed down.

Ling Feng sees six ways and listens to all directions.

He found that almost every few steps, a corpse of a demon powerhouse would appear in front of this passage.

The corpses of these demon powerhouses died differently, some were shattered by the strong palm power, and some were chopped to death by random knives.

At the same time, some special magic crystals growing in the passage, as well as demon spirit grass and other treasures that were only in the place where the demon qi was full were also swept away.

It can be inferred from this that this passage has been swept by the Louvre and the strong men of Hellblood.

At the end is a naturally formed corridor, and through the corner, the road ahead is much steeper and much wider. Footsteps can be faintly heard.

"Senior Brother Yu, the Louvre and the Prison Blood Miscellaneous are not far away, you follow me closely, don't walk around. ”

Ling Feng raised his eyes and found that the corpses of the demons around him were getting denser and denser, and their cultivation was also getting stronger and stronger.

Bei Yingyu's own strength is not high, there are injuries on his body, he is not strong, and he nodded solemnly.

Ling Feng cushioned his heels and walked dozens of feet earlier.

Right now. Circles of space rippled around him.

Instead, the two of them seemed to penetrate another space and appeared on an altar.

The space of this altar is hundreds of zhang in size, and around it stands a black statue with a green face and fangs. As the angle of the person moves, the expression will continue to change, which is simply lifelike.

And at this moment, hundreds of people from the Divine Fate God Battle Heaven, Gao Jianzhi and Prison Blood were standing above the altar, gathered in front of a big ding, as if studying something.

"Ling Feng?"

Obviously. The arrival of Ling Feng made the gods fight the sky. Takami and the others were very surprised and delighted.

As these words fell, the Louvre and the Prison Blood couldn't help but set their eyes on Ling Feng and Bei Ying Yu.

"You kid actually took the initiative to send him to death?"

Gao Jianzhi sneered: "It's really nowhere to find when you step on the iron shoes." ”

As the arrogant voice echoed, hundreds of people immediately outflanked and trapped Ling Feng and the others.

"Where's Qiu Min? hand over the people first. ”

Ling Feng looked around. Said in a deep voice.

"Come on, drag that slut out to Ben Shao. ”

Takami smirked and licked his lips.

As the crowd dispersed in the rear, two sturdy Louvre powerhouses lifted out a woman who was in a bad situation.

The girl's face was covered with red palm prints, her hands were trapped by the thumb-thick Holy Son, and her pink skin was full of bruises leaking into the air, looking pitiful.

"Ling Feng, help me. ”

Being held by others, Zhou Qiumin's dead eyes shot a touch of life.

"Slut. No one can save you today. ”

Takami grabbed her by the hair and tugged at her violently.

Zhou Qiumin couldn't help but snort, and a large piece of his scalp was torn out. Left hot blood.

But she pursed her lips and endured it, without making a sound.

"The reason why Ben Shao has kept your cheap life is to wait for Ling Feng, a little cub, to appear, and then in front of him, he will brutally bully ~ insult you. Taste the taste of your female disciples of Linglong Pavilion......"

There was a hint of lewdness in Takami's eyes, and her dirty big hands caressed her a piece of purple. A piece of blue cheeks, carried away.

"Haha, Gao Shao really has a unique appetite. ”

"Gao Shao, I heard that you are naturally brave and a pillar of optimism, we will wait and see today. ”

Many of the minions around him laughed very cooperatively.

"If you touch a single hair of her, you don't want to get out of here alive today. ”

Ling Feng's eyes flashed with a strange red light, and he was obviously on the verge of going berserk.

"Ling Feng, do you think this is Tianxuan?"

Shenyuan Shen Zhantian sneered: "You are just the cultivation of the Fifth Heaven of Creation, you can't protect yourself, and you still want to save people, it's just a fool's dream." ”

"Zhan Tian, talk nonsense to him. ”

Gao Jianzhi's eyes were cold, and he said: "Come on, take him down for me, Ben Shao wants him to witness how Ben Shao plays to death his fellow junior sister." ”

"Wait. ”

Shenyuan Shenzhan Tian's palm raised slightly, his eyes rolled, and said: "Friends of Prison Blood, the prey is right in front of you, let you strangle it with your own hands." In this way, I can also give the rest of the reward. ”

Seeing that the gods had other plans, Gao saw that he pressed down the * that made the shot.

"Zhan Tiangongzi, don't worry, take people's money to eliminate disasters for others, and this matter will be on us. ”

An ant who created the Fifth Heaven Being, how could the Nine Masters take it to heart? So he slapped his chest and swore an oath: "Brother of Prison Blood, listen, kill this kid Ling Feng on the spot." ”

"Kill!"

The hundreds of disciples with blood in the surrounding area were like mad dogs, flying, plundering, or running, rushing towards Ling Feng from the front of the altar.

"Ancient desolation. ”

Ling Feng's body suddenly turned sharply at an incredible angle, and his fingers pressed forward.

In the void, the demonic qi surged wildly, impacted, forming a fingerprint of more than ten zhang, and rolled towards the crowd that rushed wildly.

The finger prints are glowing with strange black lines, sinking, roaring wildly, revealing an incredible sharp aura.

Boom –

The earth shook violently, and the dozens of Prison Blood powerhouses in the front who had no time to dodge were shrouded in fingerprints, and suddenly let out a cry of pain......

After the demonic fog dissipated, I saw stumps and broken arms everywhere, and dozens of killers with incomplete limbs fell in a pool of blood in the pit, wailing in pain.

And those lucky ones who had cultivated a little higher and avoided this catastrophe were gathered around, staring at Ling Feng's eyes full of horror.

"Little cub, have you broken through the Creation Six Heavens?"

Staring at the dead companions in the pit, the face of the Nine Masters was gloomy.

"What? How is this possible?"

Everyone at the scene gasped, and the eyes cast at Ling Feng were more cautious and vigilant.

Zhou Qiumin, who was tied up by five flowers, was also shocked and indescribable.

Ling Feng had just broken through the Creation Five Heavens, how could he break through now?

However, at the scene, the only two people with ordinary faces were Shenyuan Shenzhan Tian and Bei Ying Yu.

Bei Ying Yu was shocked because he had already been shocked, and when the Divine Yuan God Zhan Tian was in Tianxuan, he had witnessed Ling Feng's growth again and again, although he was shocked in his heart at this moment, compared to the many records set by Ling Feng, the current breakthrough was not worth mentioning at all. (To be continued)