Lin Feng also considered a deeper problem, killing a thousand commanders and killing an ordinary monk actually had the same effect, both of them added a little bit to the battle record, so why bother to be thankless?

Some of the hidden Assassins were brought to light by the powerful Gang Qi of the thousands of men, and then they were besieged and killed.

These enemies were actually chasing Lin Feng behind, as difficult as a swarm of hornets.

"There have been two hours in the battle of the Nine Nether Realms this time, and it has only been more than half an hour, I don't have to be in such a hurry to fight, it is better to take a quick walk around the Nine Nether Realm, maybe there will be unexpected gains!" Lin Feng's mind is very flexible, he can often think of things that others have not noticed.

Luo Shen's wind control trick is such a mysterious body method unfolded, Lin Feng is like the god of wind control, his body is fleeting, as if the breeze is blowing, leaving no trace.

The large number of monks who had pursued him were swept away, and they all continued to follow the procession in anger, and along the way, they exterminated any monk who was in the opposing camp.

And along the way, there are many scattered monks and small teams of the same camp, all of which will converge in this large team of thousands of people, so that the team led by these three commanders is getting stronger and stronger, like a menacing legion, conquering the world!

Lin Feng's body method was extremely fast, and he didn't even see the edge of the Nine Netherworlds for a while, in addition to the vastness here, there was another feature, which Lin Feng thought about.

The Nine Netherworld is actually a circular cave, surrounded by a huge pillar-shaped rock wall in the middle, and the total range can accommodate the battle of a million troops, and the number of exhibitors this time is tens of thousands, but it seems to be relatively small.

"Maybe in ancient times, the cultivation world was quite prosperous, and there were many masters, and there should have been hundreds of thousands of monks participating in the battle of the Nine Nether Realms at that time!" Lin Feng said in his heart.

And many of the bones of ancient demon beasts scattered on the ground have become fossils. Maybe in ancient times, there were actually monsters in the Nine Nether Realms, but they were destroyed.

Lin Feng had seen quite a few of those thousands of troops, encircling and suppressing the monks of the opposing camp everywhere.

After another half an hour, many monks with green heads were killed. After being resurrected, they became the camp of monks with orange heads.

At this time, Lin Feng saw a marquis of ten thousand households, this person was dressed in golden armor, holding a heavy gilt bell with wind wings, driving a flaming demon lion, leading a vast team of monks, sweeping over.

There were some centurions and centurions in the team who followed honestly, and the more they fought to the rear, the stronger the cohesion of the team. But it wasn't the beginning, with irregular scuffles.

Lin Feng decided to preserve his strength first, so he used the Luo Shen Wind Trick to avoid it, and the Wanhu Marquis wearing golden armor felt that Lin Feng flickered away, but he couldn't see it clearly, and said in surprise: "This person is so fast, has he reached the cultivation of the late stage of the Nine Golden Pill Realm of Blood Condensation?" Even I can't figure out his trajectory. ”

However, the Marquis of Jinjia Wanhu didn't bother to pay attention to this matter. Just as he was about to lead the army to fight arbitrarily, he raised his wings and gilded bells. Rush ahead of the charge.

Lin Feng originally encountered some lone monks and would kill them, but later, all the monks joined the team, and there were few lone people.

"Well, in a moment. In the final battle between the two camps, I will make a strong move. Lin Feng said in his heart.

He had just reached the commander of a thousand now, and if he followed the team to fight everywhere, the number of kills that one person could kill was actually very small. After all, thousands of monks went to exterminate the small team, which can be said to be more monks and less porridge, and one face will be swallowed up.

When the remaining large teams of the two camps have a final battle, and then participate in the battle, it will get twice the result with half the effort.

These were things that many monks did not expect or even dare to think about, they almost lost themselves in such a fierce battle, and they knew that Lu Dao burst out with their strongest martial arts, and the battle was hearty.

Lin Feng paid attention to the rocks in the space of the Nine Nether Realm, the material was extraordinary, and it contained very precious ores, which were dotted among them like stars, emitting fluorescent glow. He stretched out his hand and sent out a burst of qi into the rock, and suddenly a part of the aura in it was stimulated, and in that instant, Lin Feng even felt that what he was holding in his hand was not a rock, but a hundred refining divine weapons, which was not far from the Yanlong Sword.

"These ores are so precious, I might as well take some back and refine the blades, so that the elite monks of our Golden Sword Alliance can have a high-grade spiritual weapon, wouldn't it be a good way to enhance the strength of the Blood Alliance?" Lin Feng thought of this, and did what he said, taking advantage of the fact that the other monks were still fighting blindly, he chopped down some stones that contained more precious ores with the Yanlong Knife, and then put them in a storage bag.

Lin Feng laughed self-deprecatingly while collecting ores: "Since I became the leader of the Golden Sword Alliance, I am not so arbitrary and careless, and I have inadvertently done things for the benefit of the Blood Alliance, maybe I can work hard and become a good alliance leader!"

A moment later, a thick palm slapped on Lin Feng's shoulder, Lin Feng reacted extremely quickly, and grabbed his wrist with his backhand at once, and he was about to fight back.

"Wait, Brother Lin look carefully, it's me!"

He was randomly teleported to another remote place by the glaucoma mirror at the entrance, and now he met Lin Feng by chance, and he was very happy.

"Brother Li, you scared me, how are you a centurion now? You have the cultivation of the late stage of the Blood Condensation Eightfold True Pill realm, it's not difficult to mix up the title of a thousand-commander, right?" Lin Feng smiled lightly.

"How can it not be difficult? I only killed a lot of monks at the beginning, but as the team gradually gathered, it was difficult for me to kill them. Li Zhou said very depressedly, and then he noticed the ore that Lin Feng was collecting in his hand, and said in surprise: "Brother Lin, as a thousand-commander, why don't you lead the team to rush and kill on the battlefield, what is the use of collecting these broken stones?"

"Later, you will join me in the Armageddon, and that will be the time to really give it a go. And these ores, I can see that they are extraordinary, they are excellent materials for forging blades, you come and help collect some, and when you go back, we will build many good weapons and distribute them to the brothers of the Blood Alliance. Lin Feng said.

So the two brothers worked together, tirelessly collecting the ores in the Nine Nether Realms, and tried to select stones with relatively large contents.

Some monks saw that they were collecting ore, and laughed and came over to besiege them, but Lin Feng swung the Yanlong Sword and slashed out, and the huge red sword with a length of one hundred and fifty zhang roared out like a fire dragon, and these unlucky monks were instantly bombarded and killed, turned into a ghostly light, and resurrected as monks in Lin Feng's camp.

As time passed, the battle in the Nine Nether Realms had become white-hot, and the camps on both sides had formed the final powerful team.

In less than half an hour left, the Armageddon of the Nine Nether Realms is about to begin!

"It's finally time to make a move. Lin Feng threw a piece of ore into the storage bag, patted the dust off his hands, and smiled leisurely.

"I've wanted to have a hearty battle!" Li Zhou also smiled. (To be continued......)