At the moment when the Netherworld Sword Intent descended, those Holy Land elders and disciples who were chasing after them all felt this domineering and cold aura.

"It's ahead, and the one who escaped has comprehended a sword intent!"

One of the elders looked at the wind in front of him who was confronting his own elders, let out a soft snort, and then stepped up again to sneak.

And on a large tree hundreds of miles away, a man in a purple suit was leaning on the trunk of the tree and wantonly pouring wine into his mouth.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, the man stopped drinking, his face was slightly surprised, and he looked up into the distance into the air.

"Strange! Strange! There is such a sword intent, you should take a look!"

After the man said this, he flew directly from the trunk of the tree, still holding the wine bag in his hand, and seemed to fly forward slowly and leisurely, but in fact, the speed was extremely fast, and he flew over a distance of dozens of miles in an instant.

And Lin Feng and the elders of the Holy Land are here.

After Lin Feng said this, the Stygian Sword in his hand hummed slightly, as if in response to Lin Feng's words.

The divine sword has a spirit, it turns out to be true! Lin Feng looked at the Immortal Sword in his hand, and exclaimed in his heart, shocked by the Immortal Sword's reaction at this moment.

At this moment, Lin Feng looked at the Dark Sword, and no longer had a headache, the Dark Sword was as docile as an ordinary sword in Lin Feng's hands, and there was no longer a sharp edge.

It seems that he and the Underworld Sword are one, and while comprehending the Netherworld Sword Intent, he has also truly been recognized by the Underworld Sword, truly tamed him, and became his true master.

However, at this moment, Linfeng has no time to sigh about this, let alone rejoice, because his situation has not changed.

Although the old man on the other side was hit by himself, he was not damaged at all, and he was staring at himself coldly at the moment, and the cruelty in the other party's eyes was like a sword spreading towards him.

Lin Feng looked behind the old man again, and the eight streamer figures were about to arrive in a blink of an eye, and he couldn't get rid of them at all.

The elders of this holy land looked at Linfeng, and sighed in their hearts, they didn't expect that there were such a delicate child in this world, and such potential was not far behind the young masters.

If you really want this person to become a person, you must become the enemy of the Holy Land, no matter who this person is or what kind of background he has, he must be killed today.

This person must not be allowed to become a victim of the Holy Land one day, and the sword in his hand is also of no ordinary quality, such a divine weapon will definitely not be nameless, but he can't think of it for the time being, and he can't confirm it.

It doesn't matter, when this person is killed, this sword will naturally be mine, and there is no need to think about it so much now.

"Death to the old thief!"

Since I can't run away, let's have a good fight, I want to see how this method of controlling the cultivators of the God Realm is, Lin Feng shouted angrily, and once again merged with the Immortal Sword Human Sword, and slashed at the old man in the Holy Land in front of him.

"I can't help myself!"

Seeing that Lin Feng was killing again, the Holy Land Elder flashed disdain in his eyes, after what happened before, he had already made enough preparations, and the mana protected his mind, as long as he didn't look directly at the Netherworld Sword, the Netherworld Power could no longer hurt his heart.

The sword in the old man's hand intertwined with the giant sword phantom of Linfeng again, and with just one blow, the giant sword phantom of Linfeng was knocked away.

This is a huge gap in strength, even if you are extraordinary in talent and frequent means, you can't make up for this huge gap.

After Linfeng was knocked away, he took off and killed again, but he couldn't hurt the old man in the slightest, every blow of Linfeng was to exert all his strength, and the old man did understate a random blow, and Linfeng was repelled.

All the attacks didn't work, and Lin Feng retreated from the state of human and sword integration, holding the Immortal Sword, and looked at the Holy Land Elder with a cold gaze.

Seeing that Linfeng was no longer attacking, the old man chuckled lightly at the corner of his mouth, holding a sword in one hand and grabbing Linfeng with the other.

Seeing that the other party was so big, Lin Feng immediately flashed a faint white light all over his body, and the transcendent holy technique was running to the extreme, and his left hand clenched into a fist and blasted towards the palm of the old man in the holy land.

"Smack!"

The two of them struck each other with fists, and Linfeng's whole person was thrown back dozens of feet by the huge force, and he staggered back more than ten steps before stabilizing his body, his left hand was already drenched in blood, and the cracks were dense, like a broken porcelain bottle that was put together.

However, after this blow, the face of the Holy Land Elder was indeed completely panicked, and he no longer had the calmness he had before, and he looked at Lin Feng's eyes as if he was looking at a devil.

"Transcendental!"

The old man's mouth popped out these four words with difficulty, no one knew better than the people in the Holy Land what this was, this was the disaster and nightmare of the Holy Land back then, the panic that still lingered today, and the curse that all the people of the Holy Land were deeply aware of in their hearts.

Nanshen's original technique, back then, Nanshen swept through the Eight Holy Lands with the power of the transcendent Holy Technique, and erased the Ling Tian Holy Land from this world.

Any Elder of the Holy Land knew the appearance of the Transcendent Divine Technique and the attributes of the mana, and all the Elders received a death order the moment they were promoted to Elder.

"Once you find the heir of the Southern God, you will be killed!"

The elder remembered in his mind the words of the Holy Land Left Envoy when he was promoted to elder.

The person in front of him has cultivated the transcendent entry into the Holy Technique, and there is no doubt that he is the descendant of the Southern God, and he did not expect that after 40,000 years, there would be a descendant of the Southern God in this world.

Is this the Holy Land where Heaven is going to perish? A descendant of the Hundred Rivers and Nahai has just been born, and now there is another descendant of the Southern Gods, and no matter which of these two people grows up, it will bring a huge crisis to the Holy Land.

Relatively speaking, the fear of the Seven Holy Lands for the descendants of the Southern God is still better than that of the descendants of Baichuan Nahai, and the ancestors of Baichuan were jubilant back then, and the Eight Holy Lands joined forces to attack, and they were not immediately wiped out.

And this Southern God swept the Eight Holy Lands head-on, the eight Holy Lords died in battle, and all the Supreme Elders and incumbent elders of the Eight Holy Lands were killed and injured, if it weren't for the Palace Master of the Righteous Qi Palace to dissuade them, the Seven Holy Lands would have long since disappeared into history.

This person must die!" The Holy Land Elder calmed down his shocked mood and immediately attacked with all his might, striving to kill with one blow, eager to blast Linfeng into smithereens.

At this time, Lin Feng looked at the Holy Land Elder who was killing him again, and a miserable smile appeared on his face, his internal organs were seriously injured by the blow just now, and his left arm couldn't even be lifted at the moment, where was there still the strength to resist this blow.

That's it!

Linfeng closed his eyes, waiting for death to come, even if there were thousands of regrets and reluctance in his heart, he could only leave with hatred.

"Poof!"

The expected death did not come, Lin Feng opened his eyes suspiciously, only to see that the Holy Land Elder who had killed him was flying in the air, and the other Holy Land Elders who arrived behind caught him.

Those elders looked at their side in horror one by one, what was going on? They didn't make a move, with puzzlement, Linfeng looked back, and saw a man in a purple suit looking at him with a light smile.

"Brother Shanshui! It's you!"

Lin Feng recognized the identity of this man at a glance, and it turned out to be the Shanshui Taoist who had been drinking with him on the waterfall tree.

Don't think about it anymore, he must have saved himself, plus the waterfall shot, this is already the second time he has been himself, and he owes him two lives.

"You know me?"

Shouted by the wind, the Shanshui people were a little surprised and puzzled, at this moment Linfeng was wearing a mask, and it was normal for the Shanshui people to not recognize it.

Seeing that the other party looked puzzled, Lin Feng realized that he was still wearing a mask, reached out and touched the mask on his face, and laughed dryly.

"Big brother, we drank on the big tree under the waterfall at the beginning, and you even fought off a monk who controlled the god realm and saved my life!"

"Hehe! What a coincidence, it turned out to be you, little brother, it seems that you and I have a good fate!"

After being reminded by Linfeng, the Shanshui people quickly remembered, after all, this matter has not been long in the past, and there are not many people who have drunk with them for so many years, and it is difficult to forget.

At this time, the Holy Land Elder who was repelled by the Shanshui Dao people with a move vomited blood in his mouth, his breath was weak, his eyes were blank, his whole body mana was out of control, his chest collapsed, and his internal organs were shattered.

The elder of this holy land held his last breath, raised a hand with difficulty, pointed to Linfeng Linfeng and said.

He ...... Be...... Nanshen ...... Heirlooms, transcendental...... Sanctification...... Don't ...... Let. ”

As soon as the Holy Land Elder finished speaking, his whole body went limp, his head was crooked, and his raised hand hung down weakly, his breath was completely gone, and he was obviously dead.

The eight Holy Land Elders around him looked at Lin Feng in disbelief, and they didn't have time to grieve for the dead.

"The descendant of the Southern God, the transcendent entry into the Holy Secret!"

Some elders muttered to themselves, repeating these words constantly, and the eyes that looked at Lin Feng turned from shock to cruelty.

"Transcendent Entry Secret, Nanshen Descendant, little brother, you are not simple!"

When the Shanshui Dao people heard the elder's words before he died, they didn't show shock, and they were still indifferent, as if they didn't care about the matter.

"The eldest brother has won the prize, and the younger brother has just got a little chance!"

Lin Feng immediately returned modestly, and saw that the Shanshui Dao people did not change their expressions because they knew that they had cultivated the Nanshen exercises, and knew that the Shanshui Dao people did not covet it, so he immediately breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Who are you, you dare to kill my Outer Heaven Holy Land Elder, if you let go of this person and leave, we can promise that we will not blame you for the past and will never trouble you!"

A Holy Land Elder who cultivated to the seventh layer of the God Control God spoke, his eyes were close to the Shanshui Dao people, although he was angry, but he didn't dare to make a move.

Because the other party killed the fifth-layer elder on his side with an understatement, and the other party obviously cast a spell and floated there, but he couldn't feel any of his breath, this person's cultivation is too high, at least it is also the realm of the Guiding Dao, and everyone on his side is on it together, and it is not enough for others to kill.

It doesn't matter if this person is released, it's a big deal to chase and kill him afterwards, but that Nanshen heir must not let go, once he is let go, who knows if he can be found in the future.

"What a big breath, don't blame me for the past, do I need it, I'm from where the mountains and rivers are, do you think I will care about your so-called holy land? It's not interesting to kill a few of you, let's go quickly, I might have to change my mind if it's too late." ”

The Shanshui Dao people were still smiling faintly, as if the eight Holy Land Elders in front of him were not worth mentioning at all in his eyes.