Dongfang Phoenix glanced at each other, and then took a step back, looking vigilant, and did not relax in the slightest.

They chose to believe in Ling Feng, not because of how powerful Ling Feng was, but because they all knew that they would not be able to escape death today, and if they had the opportunity, they would definitely let Ling Feng escape.

Ling Feng's body was shaky, and his steps were extremely unsteady, but there was a dead silence in his eyes.

This power shook their hearts, and although they didn't know where this power came from, these troll monks felt the power of this power.

Pu Gyro watched this scene quietly, his expression remained unchanged, although this power was very strong, but for the troll clan with extremely strong defense, it could not cause the slightest damage.

"Let's go up together and kill them!" Pu Gyro did not hesitate at all, and ordered directly.

The monks of the Troll Clan heard Pu Tuo's words and instantly rushed towards Ling Feng.

Ling Feng's whole body was filled with a dead silence, only to see him take a deep breath, and then slowly said, "Death!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the monk who was rushing to the current moment fell instantly.

A word determines life and death, this is the strong and tyrannical of the taboo mantra,

No one cared about that, not even the troll monks who were charging.

The fall of a monk only provoked their anger, and it did not stop them from charging at all.

Ling Feng looked at this monk who was rushing forward, but a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He wasn't afraid that these troll monks would attack, he was afraid that these troll monks wouldn't come.

When they rush towards him, he can kill them with the forbidden mantra, but if they don't, he has nothing but powerlessness.

As a secret technique of the Death Demon Clan, the Forbidden Mantra is also an extremely powerful secret method for group damage.

One monk after another kept falling, one monk after another kept dying, and Ling Feng was alone in the face of many troll clan monks.

He didn't flinch, he didn't have the slightest fear, and he kept killing the troll monks who approached.

Pu Tuoluo's face changed slightly, these monks of the Troll Clan were the elites of the Troll Clan, and they were the strongest existence of the Troll Clan, but now, Ling Feng was killing on a large scale.

"Everyone give me back!" Pu Gyro suddenly shouted, a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

Under the sound of Pu Gyro, the Troll Clan cultivators who had been constantly attacking also began to retreat, but just as they were retreating, Ling Feng moved

"Thousand Shadow Sword Formation!" Thousands of long swords were released directly from the storage ring, and the demon yuan of his whole body reversed, and he condensed the last strength of his whole body into this long sword, and the corners of his mouth were still a trace of coldness.

This move surpasses all his moves, even if it is a move that he has realized himself, it may not be able to compare to this move.

He also has a lot of powerful moves, in the past hundred years, he has not cultivated any martial arts, he is specializing in the supernatural powers in his mind, specializing in the ancient and powerful supernatural powers in his previous life.

In the sky, thousands of long swords kept falling, but the corners of Ling Feng's mouth were filled with a hint of indifference, and the long swords in the air also kept falling.

It wasn't terrible for a long sword to fall, but with these thousands of long swords falling, even the powerhouses of the world realm didn't dare to underestimate it, not to mention that this blow was Ling Feng's last blow.

The monks of the Troll Clan were constantly being killed, and the corners of Ling Feng's mouth were constantly overflowing with a trace of blood.

This time, he had already surpassed his limits, and if it weren't for the majestic power of faith, he would have fallen long ago.

Ling Feng lay on the ground, gasping for breath, and those Troll Clan monks who had fled did not dare to take a step forward.

They looked at Ling Feng with a look of shock in their eyes.

This final blow killed two-thirds of them.

Pu Gyro approached Ling Feng step by step, his steps were very steady, and with each step, the earth trembled.

"Ling Feng, I want you to die. Pu Gyro's heart was full of murderous intent, and his eyes were full of hideous colors.

He was going to kill Ling Feng, if he didn't kill Ling Feng, he would not be able to calm the anger in his heart.

"I want you dead. Pu Gyro stepped forward, and the momentum of his whole body was directly pressed.

Seeing that something was wrong, a few people from the Eastern Phoenix stood directly in front of Ling Feng, looking at Pu Gyro with a solemn face.

They were not Pu Gyro's opponents, so they had to face Pu Gyro very seriously and look for an opportunity to save Ling Feng.

"Get out!" the long stick in Pu Gyro's hand waved, and under this stick, the whole person of Po Jun exuded a sense of anger.

was angry, and the original dark pupils were also full of evil energy, like a demon.

Sail!

This stick directly knocked the broken army away, and instantly seriously injured the broken army, and the demon sword immortal who was originally standing aside looked at the broken army, with a strange look flashing in his eyes.

Nether God!

This person is actually a descendant of the Netherworld, and it is the furnace of the Netherworld's rebirth.

The Demon Sword Immortal stood in place, his expression complicated.

He used to be in the Shenzhou Continent, and he was a close friend of the Netherworld, a brother in life and death, but now, his descendants were injured by them in his own eyes.

"Pulgyro, you stop me. After hesitating for a moment, the Demon Sword Immortal shouted angrily.

Thundered!

As soon as it came out, there was like a thunderclap in the sky, and then the figure of the Demon Sword Immortal flashed, standing directly in front of the Dongfang Phoenix and several people.

"Lord Wuxin, what do you mean by this, have you forgotten the explanation of the divine envoy?" Pu Tuoluo was a little displeased, and his gaze at the Demon Sword Immortal became a little indifferent.

He is not the opponent of the Demon Sword Immortal, but the Demon Sword Immortal has an anti-scale in his heart, and that anti-scale is the divine envoy Su Feng.

He loves Su Feng, love from the bottom of his heart, for him, he can give up his companions and join the camp of Heavenly Dao.

The Demon Sword Immortal shook his head, then looked at Pu Gyro and said, "No one can hurt them unless you kill me." ”

Looking at the serious appearance of the Demon Sword Immortal, Pu Tuoluo's eyes carried a trace of indifference.

"Are you going to betray the Heavenly Dao?" Pu Tuoluo suddenly raised his voice, looking at the Demon Sword Immortal's gaze with a hint of ruthlessness, and said indifferently: "Now that the Divine Monarch has been born, you have a very good relationship with the Nether God, do you want to join the Divine Monarch's camp?"

The Demon Sword Immortal didn't answer, he quietly looked at the dancing Pu Gyro in his hands, and just said lightly: "No one can hurt them, unless I am not by their side." ”

Pu Tuoluo was stunned, he thought for a while, and seemed to understand something, and then looked at the Demon Sword Immortal and said, "Then let's go." ”

After finishing speaking, Pu Gyro glanced at a monk beside him, and just as the Demon Sword Immortal and Pu Gyro were walking side by side, the Troll Clan monk instantly rushed towards the Eastern Phoenix and several people.

Several of them were already seriously injured, but now a troll monk suddenly attacked, which made them unable to resist at all.

Suddenly, a very powerful force erupted from the broken army, killing the monk in an instant, and then he fell to the ground and fell unconscious.

"Hmph!" The Demon Sword Immortal suddenly snorted coldly, and all the monks of the Troll Clan suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and even Pu Gyro felt his soul tremble slightly.

"Come with me!" The Demon Sword Immortal led the way and left, and Pu Gyro froze in place for a moment, and then took the lead to leave directly.

Watching the crowd leave, the Dongfang Phoenix and the others also breathed a sigh of relief.

They glanced at Fengnan County, which had become a dangerous city, and their hearts were full of bitterness.

Fengnan County, which was originally prosperous, has now become a dangerous city, and even the surrounding monks rarely see it.

Many of the groomers left, and even a very small number of them did not leave, suffered many casualties in the battle.

Yuying died, Xuehong was seriously injured and fell into a coma, and in this battle, Fengnan County was defeated.

Ling Feng was lying on the ground, he didn't know all this.

In his body, the monstrous demonic qi continued to circulate, impacting his meridians and washing his bones.

In the Demon Sword, streams of golden gentle power poured into Ling Feng's body, entwining with the demonic qi, forming a very strange force.

Ling Feng's body was constantly transforming, and his injuries were also constantly recovering.

The broken army beside Ling Feng poured out a monstrous aura from his body, as if he was a killing god.

Slowly, the broken army slowly woke up.

When he woke up, his eyes were full of confusion, as if he was very unfamiliar with this world.

He glanced at everyone, and when he fixed his gaze on Ling Feng's body, the whole person suddenly knelt on the ground and said respectfully, "Lord." ”

Ling Feng was still unconscious, and the Dongfang Phoenix took turns guarding him to prevent him from being hurt in the slightest.

Half a month passed before Ling Feng woke up

Heavenly Dao Palace!

Pu Gyro and Demon Sword Immortal stood on top of the main hall.

Pu Gyro's expression was extremely respectful, while the Demon Sword Immortal's gaze was very casual.

"You didn't kill Ling Feng?" Above the main hall, an extremely majestic voice came, and there was a faint question in the voice.

"Your Majesty the Heavenly Dao, all this is to blame for the Demon Sword Immortal's stopping, if he hadn't stopped me, I would have killed Ling Feng a long time ago. Pu Gyro hurriedly explained.

When he explained, a trace of cold sweat had oozed from Pu Tuoluo's forehead, and he usually felt fear when facing the generals, let alone the Heavenly Dao who controlled the Demon Realm.

"Wuxin, what do you say?" Tiandao's voice was significantly lowered, and his voice softened a little.

"If I hadn't stopped it, the entire Troll Clan might not have existed. "The Demon Sword Fairy's voice was very soft and calm.

Pu Tuoluo's face became a little ugly, and he looked at the Demon Sword Immortal's eyes full of anger.

"Lord Heartless, please tell me why my troll clan was destroyed. There was a hint of questioning in Pu Gyro's voice.

"Netherworld, Netherworld!" the Demon Sword Immortal only said six words.

Pu Gyro's gaze changed, with a hint of jealousy in his eyes.

Nether Stream is a place, one of the most dangerous places in the Demon Realm, where even a god-man once fell.

Netherworld, he fell into the Netherworld, just now the Demon Sword Immortal said these six words, obviously found something.

Pu Tuoluo couldn't believe that if the Demon Sword Immortal suddenly made a move, the monks of the Troll Clan would definitely be wiped out.

Thinking of this, he still had a faint feeling of joy in his heart.