Chapter 1692: The Death of the Rain Realm (4)
At the end of the eighth layer of the ancient tower mausoleum, ten ancient demon beasts transformed from statues, such as Qiqi, Hanqi and Taoqi, all stopped.
It goes without saying that there is an aura in front of them that makes them deeply jealous, this is a kind of coercion from the bottom of their hearts, maybe many years ago, their companions died under the four demons and the Gu Immortal Sword.
The ancient demon beasts all turned their heads to look at Lin Feng and the others, and this gaze was undoubtedly pinning high hopes, just as the so-called expectations returned.
"Don't worry, I know your wishes, and those four demons deserve their due punishment. With that, Lin Feng waved his hand to signal his teammates to stop here.
It had been discussed before, and everyone was carefully ambushed here, and Lin Feng immediately grabbed the snow owl sword in his hand, strode to the end of the eighth layer, and then walked into the entrance of the ninth layer of the ancient tower mausoleum.
As soon as I entered this space, I felt that the air was getting colder and colder, and the light was dim, as if I was in the underworld.
There are many guardian monsters here, including skeleton warriors, undead knights, black-robed sacrifices, and bone monsters. They all gathered in groups of three or five, each staying in a specific direction, even if they saw Lin Feng, an alien monk, they would not easily change their direction.
These undead guardian demon beasts seemed to be sluggish, they had no eyes, just a kind of colorful soul flame flickering in the empty eye sockets.
There are many bones scattered on the ground, as well as rusty weapons, it can be imagined that in these hundreds of thousands of years, that is to say, this ancient tower mausoleum was formed to the present, there are not a few monks who have come to explore this layer.
In order to find the Destiny to get rid of the four demons and find the inheritor of the Gu Immortal Sword, Yu Jianzun could not see much hope.
Too many monks and demons thought that this was a very good opportunity, as long as they succeeded in the first battle, they would be able to obtain the Gu Immortal Sword and the inheritance of its sword intent. Since then, it has soared into the sky, but unexpectedly, this is an abyss road that will never return.
Lin Feng carried the Snow Owl Sword, his mood was very calm, and he continued to move forward, only to feel that the air was filled with a rotten and unpleasant miasma and death aura. There are many spars inlaid on the ground, and there is a cold feeling.
In all fairness. Lin Feng didn't want to stay here for a moment, and he thought about any guardian demon here, they had stayed for more than 100,000 years, what a terrible thing!
The so-called superficially scary things or things can't actually make a tenacious person like Lin Feng feel shaken and afraid. But if you keep carrying it in one place, you don't see any hope, and you can't be free, and you stay like a stone statue, it's worse than if you die and your soul is gone.
"I'd rather keep running in the sun for big goals. That's the way I care. Lin Feng said in his heart.
Lin Feng tried to summon the ten demons in the bronze man chessboard array and let them try the strength of the two skeleton warriors next to a low wall in front of them.
At this time, Lin Feng had already poured a lot of spiritual power into the bodies of the ten demons, and controlled their moves, expecting that even if he was defeated, he should be able to maneuver with them, and take the opportunity to explore their attack trajectories.
As the saying goes, knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent will win all battles. Lin Feng is a careful person and will never let go of any detail of preparation.
Considers. As soon as the ten demons passed, they only sent out a single move of the Nine Dragons Heaven Destroying Sword Array, and they were directly smashed by these two seemingly weak skeleton warriors with rusty swords.
Then, when the ghost light flashed, the two skeleton warriors had already flashed in front of the ten demons.
The swift knife whistled and slashed, and the rich aura of death condensed, making their swords seem so restrained. But it has unparalleled power.
In just three breaths, the ten demons from the Bronze Man Chessboard Array controlled by Lin Feng were killed.
The two skeleton warriors never crossed a purple-red line within thirty zhang of the low wall, they roared at Lin Feng twice, and brandished their heavily corroded war knives, obviously provocative. And show off their might.
However, because the skeleton warrior was too close to the purple-red line, he was immediately repelled by the glowing red light, and the two of them hurriedly closed their eyes and meditated and cultivated, as if they had been severely injured by the blow of the red light just now.
"After all, after cultivating for more than 100,000 years, even an ordinary skeleton martial artist has now reached a terrifying level of strength. Lin Feng's heart sank.
At this moment, Lin Feng suddenly thought: "Didn't the elder of the Ten Thousand Beast Soul Refining Sect give me a treasure containing a cave-type enchantment? That is the box, if I let the time inside pass much faster than outside, wouldn't the demon subordinates who were collected in it be able to improve their cultivation as soon as possible, and it would also become a great help in the future?"
Any such large-scale preparation was worthy and necessary, and Lin Feng had confirmed this in the Guardian Battle of the Zichen Star Cultivation Realm. If Lin Feng's idea can really be fulfilled, then those demon subordinates will definitely be able to shine in the large-scale guardian battle in the future.
Lin Feng retracted his breath and continued to move forward, at this time, many undead guardians were looking at Lin Feng with the Nether Flames in their eyes.
With his divine sense, he could feel that the surrounding undead guardians expressed their disdain for Lin Feng's strength, after all, Lin Feng had now restrained his cultivation aura, and it looked no different from the monks who had come here for adventures before, and it seemed that they had all come to die.
And when these undead guardians saw clearly that the sword in Lin Feng's hand was the legendary Snow Owl Gu Immortal Sword, they were all quite frightened and couldn't help but tremble.
It's a pity that they have no way out, and due to the instinctive fear, the undead guardians don't dare to roar at Lin Feng again.
Lin Feng suddenly understood now that the reason why he was divided into many small pieces by the purple red line was mostly because the four demons were unwilling to let the foreign monks die under the swords of their subordinates. The long years were so lonely and boring that the demons planned to deal with the intruding foreign monks themselves.
At a slower speed, Lin Feng walked a distance of 10,000 zhang, and when he turned a corner, he saw that this was already the middle of the ninth layer of the ancient tower mausoleum.
There are four very imposing demons here, all of them wearing armor and carrying the Gu Immortal Sword on their backs.
At this moment, they were all meditating on their knees, and the phantom of their divine consciousness flickered in the void, as if they were deducing a mysterious battle array.
"Who's coming? Why do you dare to break in here alone? One of the adversaries asked in a cold voice.
"I don't think you're vulnerable, and maybe I shouldn't have come to investigate, that's not a wise choice. Lin Feng said with a very disappointed expression.
"Hey, you monk looks so ordinary, but you got the Snow Owl Gu Immortal Sword, you are here to offer treasure. The other adversary sneered. (To be continued.) )