The nine-headed golden crow was quite unwilling to be resisted by the blue light curtain emitted by this seemingly ordinary altar, so it sent out five feather flames in a row, but the feather demon fire emitted with such a secret technique still failed to cause any cracks to the blue light curtain in this short period of time.

"What are you waiting for? you must not escape, that will be shameless, it is better to join forces and defeat it. The nine-headed golden crow roared angrily.

Lin Feng looked up to the sky and smiled, and said heroically: "Since these sword blade demon lions have decided to perform this blood sacrifice secret technique at the cost of sacrifice, we should have a head-on duel with them, which can be regarded as a respect for their courage." ”

The Undead Knight and the Eight-Armed Jiao King glanced at each other, and they immediately agreed, after all, they had always been arrogant, and they had previously killed the Thousand-Faced Resentful Spirit Demon with thunder, and the scope felt a little aggrieved.

After three breaths, hundreds of sword-bladed demon lions committed suicide, and the remaining sword-bladed demon lions did not continue to kill themselves, but meditated cross-legged on this altar, and let the blood mist mist be, they still calmly chanted the ancient incantation, just like the sound of Sanskrit chanting from the savage and ancient times.

The clouds in the void condensed in this direction, as if they were about to collapse, and colorful lightning swirled around the blue light curtain, which seemed so shocking.

Inside the suspended runes around them, there were a large number of ancient hieroglyphs in the shape of lions, and the blood mist always lingered. The terrible roar of the lion was endless, and those were the roars of the souls of the sword blade demon lions that committed suicide, and in this roar, the souls of many sword blade demon lions were shattered.

It can be said that the Sword Blade Demon Lion Clan performed this blood sacrifice technique not only at the cost of suicide, but also at the cost of scattering their souls.

After a while, deep ravines cracked in the ground near the massive altar. Then the gravel splattered. Under the demonic aura, I saw a sword blade demon lion with dazzling golden light leaping out of the ground, it was more than ten zhang high, exuding the breath of a king.

This is the Sword Blade Demon Lion King, carrying a natal bone sword, an ancient immortal sword comparable to a dao weapon. His cultivation reached the late stage of the Seventh-Rank Immortal Monarch.

What's more, the Natal Bone Sword is quite compatible with the Sword Blade Demon Lion King, and he has devoted himself to cultivating this Natal Bone Sword for a long time, and can exert its power to the fullest.

At this moment, Lin Feng felt that the strength of the Sword Blade Demon Lion King should still be above the eight-armed Jiao King.

"You and other outsiders are so fierce, we have been staying here quietly for more than 100,000 years, it can be said that there is no quarrel with the world, why are you here?" said the Sword Blade Demon Lion King with considerable grief and indignation.

"It's no wonder that we're not going to blame it. It's the destiny of heaven, don't you know that the ruins of mountains and seas have appeared one after another in the fairy world, the demon world, the demon world, the underworld and other places?"

The Sword Blade Demon Lion King glanced back at the tragic scene inside the altar, so he raised his head to the sky and roared, although this lion's roar did not deliberately operate the demonic power in it, but it was also quite powerful. The surrounding mountain peaks crumbled one after another, and the clouds in the sky dome formed more and more whirlpools.

"I understand, you're here for the Natal Bone Sword. Even if there are many masters on your side, we are the Sword Blade Demon Lion Clan. Never afraid of battle. Knowing that the odds of victory are very small, I still have to fight fiercely, even if I am defeated, I will still be glorious!Before I die completely, I must also kill many of your masters, and it can be regarded as an explanation for our clan!" said the Sword Blade Demon Lion King in a loud voice.

Lin Feng, the Undead Knight, the Nine-Headed Golden Crow, and the Eight-Armed Jiao King all fought on their own side, and they set up a fighting posture. Although the strength of the four of them is quite high. But they didn't work together much before, and they lacked cooperation with each other before.

At this time, Lin Feng suddenly considered in his heart that he had to retain his strength in such a battle, after all, even if he killed the Sword Blade Demon Lion King. He had to fight with these demons for the Lion King's sword.

What's more, once a fierce battle occurs now, the monks under Lin Feng's command will also suffer heavy casualties, and Lin Feng is unwilling to make meaningless sacrifices for his subordinates.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng said aloud: "In order to allow our strength to be best coordinated, I will use my divine sense to control the ancient array of the Tianluo Xuanyu Tablet to strengthen your defense. And I will use the way of music and rhythm on the side to improve your combat effectiveness in an all-round way. ”

Fortunately, the undead knights, these big demons all know that the profound way of music and rhythm is quite powerful, and they have some admiration for Lin Feng.

So the undead knight, the eight-armed Jiaowang and the nine-headed golden crow led their demons and undead soldiers to besiege the altar one after another. Even though the scene there was quite tragic and terrifying, and there were still Sword Blade Demon Lion Kings standing there, they didn't have any fear.

Lin Feng had already taken out Xing Muqin, suspended cross-legged in the void, Xing Muqin was placed horizontally on his knees, and with Lin Feng's hand flicking, the clear sound of the piano sounded like mountains and flowing water.

After a few breaths, the sound of the piano gradually accelerated, and there was a sonorous killing sound, and then, Lin Feng played "Glacier Night Snow".

The melody immediately changed from a sonorous sound of killing to a rather melancholy atmosphere, and the sky was filled with scattered snowflakes.

The undead knight and other demons immediately felt that their combat power had increased by at least two percent, and for a master, such an increase in strength was considerable.

Lin Feng used his divine sense to transmit the sound, telling the monks under his command to retreat a little, and not to rush to fight hard.

In fact, the nine-headed golden crow had also considered this issue, but he felt that it would definitely be easy to win, so he didn't have to give up this position in front of him.

In an instant, many demons issued many tricks, and this space was filled with demonic power and netherworld aura. And on the altar of the Sword Blade Demon Lion Clan, there was a rich bloody light, and the blood armor demon generals were constantly condensed in it.

The so-called Blood Armor Demon Generals are summoned by this altar with secret arts, and their armor is as if they are draining blood, and they have excellent defense, and they can also reflect at least half of the attacks they are encountered. And the different mastery and weapons that each blood armor demon general uses are very difficult.

Even if many demons killed the Blood Armor Demon General, its corpse immediately collapsed and turned into a blood mist in the sky, and then condensed again.

Many demons died tragically, and the rest of the demons were more and more enraged, after all, they were qualified to be brought to the ruins of the mountains and seas by the leader to experience, even if the strength was good, each demon had the strength to stand alone. At this moment, their battle intent was surging, and many special moves and dazzling talismans flickered out of thin air.

It had to be said that the Guardian Array formed by Lin Feng's Twelve Heavenly Luo Xuanyu Tablets played a great role, increasing their defenses.

The sound of the "Glacier Night Snow" is constantly blessed with attack power, which is a very rare situation, and it is important to know that there are very few monks who practice the way of sound and rhythm. (To be continued.) )