When Lin Feng, the Nine-Headed Golden Crow, and the Eight-Armed Jiao King joined forces to crack the guardian array of the Sword Blade Demon Lion Clan, the undead knights of the underworld immediately led the undead generals under their command to quickly rush in.

"It's not that those who rush to the front can have the best chance to grab the Lion King Demon Sword, it depends on whether it really has a chance. Lin Feng said disapprerovingly.

Immediately after, a demonic shadow glowing with purple light suddenly rose from the ground, and then it differentiated into a thousand demonic shadows in the middle of a breath, flashing with dreamlike light.

These demon shadows immediately surrounded the undead knight and his generals, and with a loud bang and roar, the undead knight quickly withdrew with his subordinates, suffering heavy casualties, and more than thirty undead generals were directly killed as bone slag.

They didn't even scream, they were completely dead.

Immediately afterward, those phantoms shrank and shrank in the void, resembling many ghosts, which looked very strange.

And in the middle position, a white-robed figure appeared, but it was an emaciated young man.

"Why don't you dare to stop the way of many of our masters here?" the nine-headed golden crow suddenly flew into the void and roared angrily.

"Haha, that's ridiculous. You say I'm a demon, but aren't you from the demon world?" The emaciated young man sneered: "I might as well tell you, this seat is a thousand-faced resentful spirit demon, in fact, once this seat really exerts its strength, there are nearly 10,000 demon shadows that can be summoned, how can you resist it?"

Although the nine-headed golden crow was angry, he did not act rashly, he had seen the tragic situation of the undead knight and his men just now, and he decided to act cautiously.

After a short period of divine discussion, Lin Feng and these demons all reached a consensus on tactics, that is, the four leaders joined forces. With the power of thunder, in the shortest possible time, destroy this thousand-faced resentful spirit demon.

In the next moment, the four leaders of them suddenly made a move, and Lin Feng used the "Clear Wind Sword to Slash Luo Tian", and the clear sword qi was more than 100,000 zhang long, traversing this void.

The eight-armed Jiaowang spun and threw the two flying forks behind his back. Seventy percent of the demonic qi was used, and the rich demonic aura reflected the sky red.

At the same time, the nine-headed golden crow emitted three feathers, turning into a golden demonic fire. In essence, this demon fire was similar to Lin Feng's Blue Shadow Heavenly Fire and Rain Saint Purple Moon Flame, but the nine-headed golden crow used its feathers as a guide, and combined with its ancient secret technique of the demon clan to send out this flame, it greatly increased its power.

Moreover. In order to avenge the revenge just now, the death knight never spared, and drove the skeleton war horse, which flashed like a black light, and the white bone demon halberd stabbed fiercely. It seems that there are no superfluous trick changes, but it has an indomitable and earth-shattering decisive momentum.

"Thousand-Faced Wraith Demon Shadow!" The young man in white suddenly felt that the situation was not good, and used a trick. And he was going to run away.

But this time, he was a little slower after all, and only summoned three thousand demon shadows. But under the fierce bombardment of Lin Feng and the other three leaders, the demon shadows collapsed one after another. In the next moment, Cheng Bi's sword rays, dark red flying forks, feather demon fire, and white bone demon halberds all attacked the body of the thousand-faced resentful spirit demon.

As soon as he screamed, he turned into a cloud of dust, and he was already bombarded to ashes.

"This is the end of the road, do you want to see that there are such blind demons behind you?" said the undead knight in a deep voice.

For the very beginning of the plot. The Undead Knight was quite angry, and now that he had bombarded the enemy so quickly, he felt a little depressed.

Ask yourself, if he relies on his own strength, he will deal with the thousand-faced resentful spirit demon alone. It's going to be tough.

Next, Lin Feng and many demons came to the clan of the Sword Blade Demon Lion, these demon lions were quite frightened, knowing that they were not opponents, they retreated one after another, and gathered on a high platform like an altar.

"I can't imagine that the Sword Blade Demon Lion is so timid and afraid, if we encounter such a situation, even if we know that we are invincible and have a dead end, we must give it a go and die with dignity. But they just stepped back there, do you plan to let me wait to bombard them all as fast as possible?"

"This is a mistake, don't underestimate the Sword Blade Demon Lion Clan, this tribe was still quite famous more than 100,000 years ago, and naturally there is a reason. Yu Jianzun said solemnly.

The nine-headed golden crow glanced back at Yu Jianzun, and said disdainfully: "Hmph, just a monk like you, have you also seen the things of more than 100,000 years ago?" ”

Yu Jianzun smiled and said nothing, unwilling to argue with him.

Lin Feng stared at the nine-headed golden crow, and said in a deep voice: "You may not know that this powerful person who used to be the Nine Rank Immortal Monarch, but unfortunately in that guardian battle more than 100,000 years ago, he fell once, and now he is barely resurrected." You should give it the respect it deserves, presumably you should know how powerful the Nine Rank Immortal Monarch was when he was in his heyday. ”

Of course, it was impossible for the Nine-Headed Golden Crow to really change his disdain for Yu Jianzun because of Lin Feng's words. However, he will be suspicious and pay more attention to Lin Feng, after all, the more masters on Lin Feng's side, the greater the threat to him.

Yu Jianzun walked forward in silence, for a long time, he had long since stopped caring about these false names.

Seeing that many sword blade demon lions were about to die because of this, Lin Feng couldn't bear it, so he said loudly: "If you want to save your life, hurry up and let the Sword Blade Demon Lion King come out, as long as he sacrifices his natal bone sword, then we will no longer kill any sword blade demon lions." ”

"Even if you are a human monk, you will do what you say, but our lion king is in retreat, and it is not convenient to come out now. And we retreat to this altar because we are not greedy for life or afraid of death. Just look at it!" said one of the swordblade demon lions in a very sad voice.

Before the words fell, those sword blade demon lions killed themselves one after another, and their blood was sprinkled on the altar, so terrible.

"No, it's just some crazy people, are they so scared that they can only kill themselves?" said the Eight-Armed Jiao King, who was quite puzzled.

Lin Feng's eyes were keen, and he immediately saw that the many runes on the altar lit up one after another, and under the impregnation of more sword blade demon lion blood, it seemed even more thrilling.

"It's not good, this is an ancient blood sacrifice technique, we have to interrupt their secret technique as soon as possible, or just run away. Yu Jianzun immediately reminded.

"We have the upper hand, how can we just run away, let's just destroy this altar quickly. The nine-headed golden crow immediately summoned a large tent of demonic fire glowing with golden light and burned past.

In the next moment, a curtain of blue light rose up around the altar, which could withstand the brilliant demon fire. (To be continued.) )