Lin Feng's "Qiankun Great Grinding Plate" Xuangong is an ancient martial art of the Jiuding Sect, known for its simple and majestic power. For such a long time, no one in the Jiuding Sect has been able to cultivate successfully.

Previously, at the bottom of the sea in the Star Sea, Lin Feng smelted the golden tridents and armor of thousands of Naga Sirens into such a golden grinding disc with the combination of the Fire Immortal Lotus and the Cloud Splitting Sky Thunder Sword. At that time, Elder Xie Lingtian's heart moved, and he remembered that he had rubbed a copy of the "Qiankun Great Grinding Plate" in the jade slip, so he handed it to Lin Feng.

Suddenly, in the sky above the Nine Nether Realm Caves, a huge grinding disc with golden light was smashed down, and the dense monks below were stunned in surprise.

I couldn't tell what kind of magic weapon this was, and even thought that it was an anomaly in the Nine Nether Realm, and suddenly attacked at the moment when the battle was about to end, dealing a heavy blow to the monks.

"Boom~"

The monks within a radius of twenty zhang were suddenly blown into smoke and went back to life, and then the golden millstone continued to smash into the thousands of monks on the battlefield without stopping.

Like a stone breaking the earth, and like a star falling, the golden millstone bombarded with the power of the wind and the sea and rain.

The monks stopped fighting each other and raised their blades against the terrible golden millstone.

Tens of thousands of monks shot at the same time, and the colorful sword shadows of all kinds converged into a huge defensive light curtain, and then soared into the sky, blocking the golden grinding disc.

However, at the moment when thousands of monks held their breath and stared, this light curtain only blocked the golden mill for an instant, and then they knew what a large-scale attack martial art was.

"It's the warrior who controls the dragon, he's controlling this strange golden grinding weapon!" The monks noticed Lin Feng flying with the dragon on the battlefield, and it can be said that everyone paid attention to it in an instant.

Lin Feng didn't want to be so high-profile, but the battle in the Nine Nether Realm was coming to an end. You have to kill 3,000 monks to get the title of Marquis of Ten Thousand Households. Originally, Lin Feng didn't have to get this so-called title, but he later realized that if he ranked as high as possible, the rewards he received would be even more precious and extraordinary.

It's rare to participate in a battle in the Nine Nether Realms, so let's give it a go. Even if you offend a large number of monks here, it doesn't matter, if someone is looking for trouble after you come out, you can just deal with it calmly.

Lin Feng has always been upright and upright, with a heroic spirit, and has never been afraid of other people's challenges, let alone others looking for trouble.

Each of the twelve Wanhu Marquis is an amazing genius, they all have the strength of the Nine Golden Pill Realm of Blood Condensation, and they are not the kind of people who have just entered the Golden Pill Realm. Their minds are also very keen, and they all know that Lin Feng performed such a strong and high-profile large-scale attack trick, in fact, in order to enhance their combat performance as soon as possible and improve their ranking, in order to obtain the title of Marquis of Wanhu.

They all have the same adult beauty, anyway, the monk that Lin Feng killed at the moment was not a real kill, in fact, there were no casualties in the Nine Nether Realm, and there was a space of its own. The rules are also unique, and the monks can fight freely.

"This kid is new to Aoki City!" "The Marquis of Jinjia Wanhu looked at Lin Feng's posture shadow controlling the silver dragon. smiled.

"It should be, he claims to be Lin Feng, from the Zixuan Imperial Family, the number one blood alliance in our Aoki City, but I haven't seen this one of the elite members of the Zixuan Imperial Family, and he should be a new member. Another silver-haired Wanhu Hou next to him said leisurely.

Anyway, they have enough kills and a stable ranking. In such a short period of time, there was very little room for improvement, so they seemed very leisurely, and began to point out the country and talk about Lin Feng.

And Lin Feng's friends are happy and proud of him. Li Zhou, Ying Tianhong, and the ogre powerhouse all stopped their blades, jumped backwards to a safe area, and then carefully watched how Lin Feng showed his majesty on the grand battlefield of tens of thousands of monks.

The sky above this space was shrouded in dazzling gold millstones for a moment, and most of the monks did not dare to fight head-on, although it was said that they would not really be killed in the Nine Nether Realm, but the pain would not be fake, no one would be stupid enough to know that they were invincible, and they would have to resist head-on and bear that kind of pain.

And some very powerful monks, such as some of the thousand commanders and the twelve ten thousand household marquis, chose to watch from the sidelines, they were very wise not to disturb Lin Feng to enhance the battle record, after all, for such a powerful monk, it was much better to make friends than to offend.

They were all thinking that after coming out of the battlefield of the Nine Nether Realms, if they could make friends with Lin Feng, it would be a very good thing to have such a powerful friend. As for those high-level figures of the Blood Alliance, what they were thinking about was how to win Lin Feng together and become a powerful person like themselves.

A blood alliance or power, once the real talent is discovered, it is thirsty for talent, the premise is that this talent must be displayed, otherwise how can the high-level figures of the blood alliance have so much spare time to find talents in the vast sea of people?

In the process of such a crazy "Qiankun Great Mill", Lin Feng felt that he had killed too much, and suddenly a thought came to his mind: "Promote Wanhu Hou!" and a light curtain appeared on his head, showing the title of Wanhu Hou.

In the case of all the attention, people were even more shocked that Lin Feng actually violently attacked the level of the Marquis of Wanhu in a moment when the Nine Nether Realm was about to end, he was really a battle maniac, and his actions could also be called a feat.

As a result, thirteen Wanhu Marquis were born in the Nine Nether Realm this time, and Lin Feng was promoted at the last moment.

After all, he has not yet reached the realm of the Nine Golden Pills of Blood Condensation, and it is not easy to obtain the title of Wanhu Hou, which makes the Wanhu Hou, who was still talking and laughing before, very sure of Lin Feng, saying that he is a rare genius with great potential.

Finally, the two-hour battle of the Nine Netherworlds ended, and a misty glow shrouded tens of thousands of monks at the same time, and in a few breaths, the sky swirled, and it was finally teleported out.

Lin Feng's eyes suddenly brightened, and at this moment, he was on the ancient altar in the middle of Aoki City, surrounded by a sea of people, and tens of thousands of monks came back safely, without any casualties.

From this point of view, the Nine Nether Realm is really a good place to refine martial arts and increase actual combat experience.

The ancient Qing Emperor built such a small enchantment space for the monks to fight, which can be regarded as benefiting future generations.

As for the other four main cities in Kunlun Ruins, they are also enchantment spaces with similar functions, but their names are not called the Nine Nether Realm, and they all have unique local names.

Lin Feng looked up, but saw that in the middle of the altar, the old man in the green robe was still sitting cross-legged, and at this moment he opened his eyes, and the magic trick in his hand changed, so that the brilliance of the turquoise bead converged.

Then, the old man in the green robe said loudly: "This time the Nine Nether Realm is over, and the rewards of your waiting are all distributed to your storage bags in the process of teleportation just now, and as for the ranking and the results of this time, they are burned in a piece of jade slip and sent to your storage bags." Please leave now. ”

Lin Feng was still very surprised in his heart, he had completed the distribution of rewards to tens of thousands of monks in just a few breaths of time teleported from the Nine Nether Realm, it seemed that there were still many mysteries in the Nine Nether Realm, and it was so magical.

"What is the reward distributed to my storage bag?" Lin Feng probed his thoughts into the storage bag with some expectation. (To be continued......)