Even though there was a strong atmosphere of despair in the dungeon of the Demon Realm, Lin Feng didn't care, he was already immersed in comprehending the Heavenly Sword Inheritance.

Since Lin Feng used to cultivate all the immortal qi, and the sword dao he comprehended was also the righteous way swordsmanship, but now he had to carefully deduce it if he wanted to suddenly obtain the inheritance of the demon dao sword technique, which was quite difficult.

The surrounding monks who were already feeling desperate saw that Lin Feng's cultivation of the sword path was very unusual, and there were thousands of white bone swords suspended in the void, which was so spectacular. They looked at Lin Feng differently because of this, but some monks thought that even if they were extremely talented, there was no point here, because almost no one could get out of the graveyard cave of the Demon Dungeon anymore.

Some monks also thought that maybe Lin Feng could use this seemingly extraordinary sword path to deal a heavy blow to the demon guards in the vicinity, even if he would die tragically because of this, but he finally breathed a bad breath for many miserable monks.

As a result, most of the monks rekindled a little hope for revenge, and meditated cross-legged, trying to improve their strength as soon as possible. And at this juncture, they didn't care that refining demonic qi would bring them considerable trouble. After all, as long as Lin Feng comprehended the way of the Heavenly Sword to a high level, he would be able to lead the many monks present to fight a bloody path.

Even if everyone dies in the end, it is better than staying in the cemetery cave in the dungeon like this and waiting for death, it will not be so aggrieved, but hearty!

Lin Feng followed the hundreds of monks without saying anything, but judging from the situation of everyone's sudden efforts to cultivate, he understood everyone's thoughts.

In order not to let some monks have a sense of dependence, so that they can let go of the battle, Lin Feng did not say any promises. As the saying goes, the mourning soldiers will win. Only in the case of a wrecked ship and a battle against the water, there is no way to retreat, then you can let go of the battle without any scruples.

What matters is the process of the battle, not the result, that demonstrates senseless courage and indomitable will. That's enough.

The bones of more and more demons and monks were refined into bone swords under the gathering of surging demonic energy. This is different from the magic swords deliberately refined by ordinary demon monks, because these bone swords do not have bloody aura, but condense the remaining origin cultivation of a demon or monk.

There is no specific sword technique in the way of the Heavenly Sword, only the will of "Tianxingjian, the gentleman is constantly striving for self-improvement" is thoroughly comprehended, and the complex sword intent is integrated into the huge sword array, then it is a preliminary comprehension.

After more than a month, Lin Feng finally reached such a state. After some consideration. Lin Feng thinks that even if he continues to stay here, the quiet cultivation of meditating cross-legged will not bring great improvement, but will rest on his laurels, which is tantamount to doing it behind closed doors. Lin Feng has always believed that only in the continuous fierce battle can he improve his strength in an all-round way as soon as possible.

So, Lin Feng used his divine sense to transmit the remnant soul of the Heavenly Sword Venerable, and said very respectfully: "Senior." I'm going to fight my way out of here. Your kendo. I will work hard to enlighten in the future, and if I have the opportunity, I will come back and cause a lot of damage in the demon world, so that so many demons will be terrified. “

"Good ambition, but I plan to leave with you, I already feel that another catastrophe is coming. It was a catastrophe though. But for an ancient powerhouse like me, who has long since fallen, it may also be a rare opportunity. I really envy a monk like you, because you can show your cultivation and courage in this vast world. The remnant soul of the Heavenly Sword Venerable sighed deeply.

Lin Feng nodded and said, "I can understand, an ancient hero like you. Falling and being buried in such a cemetery is more tragic than a complete fall. As long as there is a way to resurrect your predecessors, I will definitely do my best to help, this is not only your own opportunity, but also the entire immortal world, will have an advantage in that magnificent war. ”

Then, the Heavenly Sword Venerable turned that wisp of remnant soul will into a golden light, which fused into Lin Feng's eyebrows, forming a sword-shaped pattern.

Lin Feng stood up, gathered all the white bone swords in the void, and said loudly: "Brothers and friends, I am about to fight a bloody path from here, if you have the guts, you can come with me." Instead of waiting for death in despair here, it is better to break into the dungeon and kill a few more demons, which can be regarded as a solution to hatred. “

The monks present had been waiting for this moment for a long time, so they leaped over one after another, all surging with unyielding fighting spirit.

"We are willing to follow the young man and kill the demons. The more than 600 monks all said loudly.

Then, Lin Feng led them along the edge of the cave, looking for a way out. Although there were many stone gates blocking the way, and there were complicated formation runes all over them to reinforce the stone gates, Lin Feng only needed to slash through with the sword qi of the Heavenly Sword Dao and let it shatter immediately. No matter how complicated his rune formation was, Lin Feng only needed to make his sword qi sharp enough.

After walking forward for a while, he encountered more than a dozen demon guards, and although their strength was not strong, their leader held a teleportation token.

Lin Feng's sword whirlwind slashed over, and the demon guards died tragically, and its leader reacted quickly enough to actually crush the teleportation token, which also alarmed the entire ground guards and many demons.

"Damn, I didn't expect these demon guards to be able to maintain such a quick reaction during the long wait, could it be that we are doomed to die miserably, but we can't kill many demons?"

Lin Feng smiled indifferently and said, "Wouldn't it be better to do this, how many demons come today, I will directly let them come and go." It has always been our monks who are either waiting to die in this dungeon, or practicing demonic skills and becoming demons and dying. Now let them know what retribution is. ”

Although Lin Feng's words were very imposing, the monks present were still relatively hesitant, over the years, they had been extremely passive in the dungeon, and they had long lost their temper, and they also understood that in the Demon Realm, without the spirit of the immortals, the strength of the monks would continue to weaken.

Lin Feng didn't explain anything to these monks, because Lin Feng understood that there was no point in saying more, and only with real strength could he deter the situation.

After more than a dozen breaths, Lin Feng and the monks under his command were stopped by more than 3,000 demon guards before they could get out of the range of the dungeon cave.

"Hmph, I can't imagine that you waste monks can actually gather enough strength to destroy so many rune stone gates. But these deeds are in vain, and you are all lambs to the slaughter. The demon warlord said in a deep voice. (To be continued.) )