In general, the strength of the Abyss Clan tribe was far inferior to that of the Bang Long Clan, which was a rumor that Lin Feng had heard for a long time. And now that he saw it with his own eyes, he found that the background of the Abyss Clan was still relatively deep, even if he didn't rely on the Five Elements Golden Spirit, he still had a very mysterious backmove.

In the past, Dugu Yihe and I traveled freely in the tribe of the Banglong clan, and a large part of it was because many masters had gone out with the army, and the elders who stayed to guard the tribe were relatively ordinary.

If it weren't for me, if it were another enemy, the monks led by Elder Whitebeard would have been able to protect themselves with the help of the energy of the Five Elements Golden Spirit.

Now, Lin Feng held the dragon slaying sword, and looked at the changes around him very seriously, the verdant and green bamboo forests reflected each other, sprinkling a rich greenery, and the bamboo shadows were swaying and mottled. The breeze blows, the bamboo branches sway, and the green leaves rustle, which sounds like it is full of charm, but in fact, there is a murderous intention hidden in it. Lin Feng has been in the cultivation world for a long time, and he didn't take it lightly at all.

The vast bamboo forest stretches all the way to the end of the canyon, and as long as it is passed on, it returns to the cold and dark place without sunlight, that is, the depths of the Kunlun Ruins.

Unconsciously, Lin Feng passed by the place where the big crocodile demon beast died, its body was still on top of a few sharp bamboos, and because the big crocodile demon beast had been dead for a long time, it had stopped dripping blood.

Lin Feng's thoughts were surging in his heart, and he felt an inexplicable and cold battle intent permeating in front of him, but he didn't know what kind of enemy he was ambushing.

"I'm in a lush bamboo forest, and of course I can't see the specific situation here, so I might as well go to the sky above this bamboo forest to find out. Lin Feng thought in his heart, and then he turned over and took out a soul contract scroll from the storage bag, and after the golden light flashed, he summoned the dragon eagle.

Lin Feng pointed out the way forward. Leap onto the back of the dragon eagle and let it hover in the sky, looking down from a thousand feet in the sky.

In this way, the situation in the entire bamboo forest can be seen, at least there is no ambush outside the ground, and it is unusually calm, only the cold wind rolls together many bamboo leaves that have fallen to the ground. It's rising and spreading like a hurricane.

It is not difficult to find that this phenomenon can actually be formed because of the cold qi, and there must be a powerful ambush under the bamboo forest.

"Now that I can see it, there is not much point in your ambush, let alone to achieve the goal of winning by surprise?" Lin Feng sneered, and waved the Dragon Slaying Sword casually, sending out several sharp clear blue sword qi and slashing down.

Wherever the sword qi passed, the bamboos were cut off one after another, and deep furrows were drawn on the ground. Lin Feng said loudly: "Your ambush has been detected by me. Why don't you come out quickly and face off head-on, what kind of heroes are hiding and hiding?"

After these words, a few bamboos suddenly appeared before a person's phantom, gradually condensed, it turned out that this person was hidden in the bamboo forest with a very mysterious wood escape technique, and the cultivation was profound, and it was not easy to be found.

Lin Feng looked at this person. The blue robe has a long beard and narrow eyes. His bearing is majestic, and the aura he exudes is much more powerful than that of Elder Whitebeard, he should be the patriarch of the Abyss Clan.

"Your Excellency is really a master in the world, with extremely high strength and good eyesight. I just don't know how our small and remote tribe has offended Your Excellency to come here and behave like this?" said the patriarch in a majestic voice.

"Patriarch, you really have some bearing. To tell you the truth, I don't have a grudge against the Abyss Clan, but I just happened to see that your young master Xu Yuanmo had two pieces of Five Elements Golden Spirit, so I asked him to lead the way to find it. I've taken most of the gold spirits you have stored here, and some of them are still there. As long as you give way, we will never cross paths again. Lin Feng smiled lightly.

The patriarch glanced at Lin Feng deeply, and finally frowned: "You have caused such a big loss to our tribe, how can we let you go lightly, how will our tribe gain a foothold in the depths of Kunlun Ruins in the future? ”

He slammed his fist into the ground, revealing a small box, from which he took out two claw-like weapons and placed them on both hands, the crimson light shining like a red-hot soldering iron.

"Are you going to rely on these two red claws to win in vain?" Lin Feng asked as he stared at him.

"This claw is called the Soul Black Flame Claw, it is a high-grade spiritual weapon inherited by the ancestor of our Abyss Clan, and it is preserved in the bamboo forest where the tribal heroes of the past generations are buried, and it is tempered by the powerful soul breath, as long as it is used to participate in battle, even if it is a half-step supernatural realm master like you, it is difficult to resist a hundred moves. The patriarch said with confidence.

Lin Feng was not afraid, but felt a little happy, after all, he felt that these two Dementor Black Flame Claws were very good, as long as this patriarch was defeated, wouldn't this weapon become a trophy? In Lin Feng's opinion, this claw was similar in nature to the Pitch Black Bone Spear, and it had been inherited for a long time, so it must have its own uniqueness.

So, Lin Feng was about to swing his sword to attack, but the patriarch waved his hand to signal not to worry, and laughed coldly: "I haven't finished talking yet, just because the Dementor Black Flame Claw is not completely sure of victory, what do you think of my reliance?"

The patriarch quickly swung his crimson Dementor Black Flame Claw, so that several claw shadows flew and bombarded the surrounding ancient tombs.

"Boom~" The sound of explosions sounded one after another, and the six ancient tombs all cracked open, and then the stone coffins inside quickly flew out and stood in front of the patriarch.

"It's ridiculous, you actually let the masters of your tribe not rest in peace after death, destroy their tombs, and summon coffins, if they knew these things in the Heavenly Spirit, wouldn't they be so angry that they vomited blood?" Lin Feng mocked.

When the patriarch heard Lin Feng say this, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong, but just smiled lightly: "This is not my own opinion, our Abyss Clan has ancestral training, if one day, there is an extremely powerful master attack, and even with the help of the power of the Five Elements Golden Spirit, he has not defeated a strong enemy, then he can only summon the heroic spirits of the ancestors of the past generations to come out and guard." ”

Lin Feng couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, and frowned: "Actually, this is not an ingenious creation of your tribe, as far as I know, there is such a tradition in the Lieshan clan, but these six sarcophagi are probably not ancestral heroic spirits, but corpse puppets." ”

When the patriarch heard this, his expression was quite displeased, and he didn't bother to distinguish anything, and he silently recited the incantation in his mouth, and the six sarcophagi in front of him suddenly opened, revealing six masters wearing stone carving masks, each of which exuded the aura of a half-step supernatural realm.

Lin Feng suddenly realized, these masters were the ancestors of the Abyss Clan, and they had long since fallen, but they had sealed their cultivation with ancient secret techniques when they were dying, so that they could still exert most of their previous strength to this day, as for wearing a stone carving mask, it was just to keep it from looking so ugly.

After all, in this tribe, everyone is quite respectful of them. But seeing that what they were holding in their hands was exactly the same weapon, and it was a demonic sword. With the tip of the knife on the ground, the momentum is like the abyss of the mountain, each of them has their own talent, but many years after death, there is only a slight remnant of spiritual consciousness, which seems to be very slow.

"You stare at these six war knives, you must have seen that they are extraordinary, let me tell you the truth, this knife is called the Abyss Demon Knife. Only the peerless masters in our clan who have reached the half-step supernatural realm have enough strength, and refining this natal weapon has long been closely related to their souls. Maybe I don't have to do it myself, they don't send out knives that you can catch. The patriarch said very seriously.

Lin Feng tentatively swung his sword and sent out more than a dozen clear and blue dragon slaying sword qi, as a result, the six undead warriors all became quite agile and fast, they rushed from six directions, each of them had a momentum like thousands of troops, such a situation, even in the ancient battlefield of the Nine Nether Realm, Lin Feng had never seen it.

"The proud sword of the dragon slashing sword, Lingyun!" Lin Feng did not dodge, he spun around and slashed out several swords, and the speed of the sword was not clear at all.

The sharp sword qi slashed at the bodies of the six undead warriors, making a sonorous sound, as if slashing on a very tough spirit weapon.

"Could it be that in these long years, they have already cultivated the strength of their bodies to the same level as the Abyss Demon Knife?" Lin Feng said in surprise. Compared with Lin Feng's Wu Clan's Golden Body Xuangong, it is not much worse, but it is not so high.

The undead warriors were stimulated into a fighting state, and they didn't care about protecting the Abyss Clan, so when they swung their swords, they were ruthless and ruthless, and every time they slashed, they were accompanied by the sound of stormy waves, and many resentful spirits and demonic qi were still surging.

At this time, Lin Feng was equivalent to fighting against a large number of demons, and he felt how difficult it was.

The coordination between the six Abyss Demon Swords is excellent, as if one person is controlling it, and sometimes even the tricks used are the same, that is, it is equivalent to magnifying the power of that move by six times, and the pitch-black sword is more than a thousand zhang long, and it is evenly matched with Lin Feng's Dragon Slaying Sword.

The sonorous sound echoed in this space, and the vast bamboo forest around it was constantly shattered by the sword qi and swords that spread out, and in the depths of Kunlun Ruins, it was indeed the land of the Hidden Dragon and the Crouching Tiger, who would have thought that in such a remote tribe of the Abyss Clan, there would be such a powerful existence?

After more than an hour, from the surface point of view, Lin Feng gradually fell into the disadvantage, because the Dragon Slashing Sword only attacked but could not defend, he was indomitable, and under the joint attack of the six Abyss Demon Blades, he was still hit by more than a dozen knives. Fortunately, Lin Feng secretly operated sixty percent of the Wu Clan's Golden Body Xuangong, but he was only slightly injured.

"It's a great defensive skill, but judging from this trend, as long as it takes a while, you will inevitably be defeated by the ancestors of these six tribes. I'm here to help you lose a little more!" the patriarch smirked, and then he swung two crimson Dementor Black Flame Claws to swoop out from the flanks.

It must be known that the patriarch's cultivation is also close to the half-step supernatural realm, and with the help of this high-grade spiritual weapon, Lin Feng is equivalent to falling under the siege of seven half-step supernatural realm masters. (To be continued......)