Even if it was nine deaths and a lifetime, Lin Feng was fearless, his steps were firm, and the footprints he left were very deep.

The land of the Ten Miles of Desolate Gods still haunts the ancient vicissitudes of song, and the whimpering sound of resentful spirits and the sound of cold rain hitting the earth are intertwined, which is gripping.

If a monk who is not strong enough is placed in this ten-mile land of desolate gods, he will definitely lose his mind and be stimulated with endless evil energy. Perhaps the monk who usually looks righteous and awe-inspiring will also turn into a demon.

As the so-called heart Buddha is Buddha, and heart demon is demon. The ancient battlefield of the Aragami is the place where the monk's mind is most tested, and the mind of the ancient Xuanyuan Land can be completely controlled here, and everything about Lin Feng is known to him, including the thoughts in Lin Feng's heart, can be transmitted to the mind of the Emperor Xuanyuan by the special atmosphere in the Land of the Desolate God.

There were still heavy black clouds in the sky, and lightning was rushing, connecting the heavens and the earth, as if they were about to cut the heavens and the earth. The bones of the ancient monks and demons scattered across the ground glowed with a faint phosphorous fire, and the rusty bronze weapons and shields were mostly buried in rubble and dirt, and the rest made a snort in the cold wind.

Endless loneliness hits, and the evil aura is like the waves of the sea of stars, one is as strong as the other, Lin Feng strives to keep his heart empty, the will of a true martial artist can restrain the deep loneliness.

At this moment of entanglement, Lin Feng recited the Buddha name passed on by Master Shinichi of Fanyin Temple: "Walking is empty, sitting is empty, silence and silence are not empty." Even if the white blade is close to the head, it is like a sharp sword cutting the spring breeze. ”

Lin Feng's golden body of the Wu clan not only exudes divine golden light, but also adds a layer of transcendent meaning, although Lin Feng did not have an in-depth study of Buddhism, but he learned a part of the artistic conception from Master Zhenyi, and in a short period of time, he can find this mysterious and mysterious artistic conception.

Emperor Xuanyuan, who was secretly observing everything, was surprised. He said to himself: "This kid has an extraordinary background, not only has the inheritance of the Star King, but also has the protection of Buddhism, and now he has walked out of the nine-mile road, and there is still the last mile left." However, those who travel a hundred miles are half ninety, and the last part of the journey is the biggest test. ”

Lin Feng's heart was ethereal. There are no other distractions, and there is no trace of fear, just thinking about moving forward, and the belief of the warrior is unwavering.

The blue cold rain became heavier and heavier, denser than the torrential rain in June, and the ground was blasted out of craters, striking on the endless bones and broken blades, making a sonorous sound of Qingyue.

The resentful spirits continued to gather, blocking Lin Feng's way. Meanwhile. The skeleton absorbed some mysterious energy from the land of the Aragami, glowing with a blue light, and then stood up, making a clicking sound between the joints, quite harsh.

The broken bronze weapons and shields on the ground were all picked up by the skeleton warriors, and the bones of those huge demon beasts also got up and came towards Lin Feng's siege.

They are slower, but attracted by the only life in this barren land. Gathered around together, very persistent. Maybe it's a remnant of resentment.

The bones had a green soul flame flickering and jumping in their eye sockets, a mysterious energy that had been silent for too long, and although the bronze weapons in their hands were broken, they exuded an aura of destruction, as if they had come from the depths of hell.

Lin Feng didn't underestimate them, but he wouldn't take half a step back. With the dragon sword in his hand, there is no other choice, holding the dragon sword in both hands, the human sword is one, spinning and stabbing out.

"Dragon Slayer Sword: Dragon Soars to the Sky!"

The clear blue sword rose into the sky. It is as long as one hundred and eighty zhang, like a huge wave of the sea, dazzling.

Wherever the sword passed, the skeleton warrior was blasted to pieces, and the stronger defense was the skeleton of the huge demon beast, and the dragon slaying sword mang had to attack several times before it could be shattered.

The scattered skeletons were still struggling on the ground, and the soul flames were flickering and extinguishing.

Their individual combat effectiveness is not strong, but the number is extremely large, it can be described as thousands, and the road ahead is blocked.

"The dragon of the dragon slaying sword roars!"

The sword qi is like a green dragon, churning above the nine skies, and all the skeleton warriors who are touched by the sword qi are either crushed to pieces, or they are deeply damaged.

The mystery of the Dragon Slaying Sword is the courage to move forward, no matter how strong the enemy's cultivation is, or thousands of troops blocking the way, you must also be determined to rush to the past. When the narrow road meets, the brave wins, and the sword is invincible.

Skeleton warriors are not completely devoid of combat effectiveness, and some of them are martial artists who have cultivated very strongly before their deaths, and their skeleton strength is very high.

Since Lin Feng's Dragon Slaying Sword only attacked and could not be defended, in such a situation of being outnumbered, no matter how exquisite his tricks were, he would inevitably have flaws, so he was still attacked by the blade of the Bone Warrior.

The golden body of the Wu Clan was actually scratched with some scars, and the attack power of these relatively strong bone warriors was much stronger than many ancient swords in the Sword Tomb.

Of course, this level of injury did not hurt Lin Feng's roots, the attack speed of the Dragon Slaying Sword was getting faster and faster, and the sword light that erupted was also more brilliant.

There was no killing intent in the sword qi, it completely showed the supreme courage of a kendo monk, and no existence could stop it.

The earth cracked, magma gushed out, and the flames contained in it seemed to come from hell, and the breath of destruction swept in.

Such flames can instead enhance the combat effectiveness of the bone warriors, and their bones are contaminated with this flame, blessed with destructive energy, and rush madly.

"You have long been dead things, what other combat power do you have?" Lin Feng smiled indifferently, turned his hand and took out the pitch-black bone spear from the storage bag, holding the spear in his left hand and the dragon sword in his right hand, rushing forward with all his strength, instinctively feeling that he couldn't fight here for a long time, otherwise there would be more changes.

After all, there are too many unknown mysteries hidden in the land of the desolate gods, and Lin Feng attaches great importance to them.

After a long time, Lin Feng finally fought his way out of the thousands of bone warriors and demon beasts, and finally rushed out of the Ten Miles of Desolate God Land.

His witch clan's golden body was covered with scars, the shining golden light was shining, and the proud warrior's momentum became stronger and stronger, putting the pitch-black bone spear into the storage bag, Lin Feng indifferently held the dragon slaying sword and fought in the sword mound, and the land of the desolate gods had disappeared the moment he walked out.

Emperor Xuanyuan's thoughts condensed an illusory figure in the void in front of him, quite imperial, dressed in a dragon robe, surrounded by the breath of the earth and earth, it was Emperor Xuanyuan.

"I didn't expect you to successfully pass the test of the Ten Miles of Desolate God Land, and you are the first successful monk in ten thousand years. It's rare to see that you're only in your twenties, and you have such a tenacious mind and indomitable courage. The phantom of the land of Xuanyuan commented.

"Then do I have compassion and can take on the responsibility of protecting this land?" Lin Feng asked respectfully, he hadn't thought about compassion before, and only had one thought, that is, to get out of the land of the desolate gods.

"Of course, I can control everything in the Land of the Aragami, and I know your thoughts. Good sentence, those who know me say that I am worried, and those who don't know say what I want!" Emperor Xuanyuan's attitude also changed a lot, and he smiled kindly, "Congratulations on becoming a Mandate of Heaven and being eligible for Xuanyuan Sword and my inheritance." (To be continued......)