The six paths have been opened, and the path ahead is either to the paradise of happiness or to the abyss of death.

"The tomb of the Soul King is right in front of you, I hope you don't leave your hands behind. ”

After that, Bai Sanxiao led people to take the lead in rushing down, followed by Fengyue Pavilion, Golden Sword Sect, and Four Seas Gang, when the golden, green, transparent, and red vortex shook violently, everyone seemed to be engulfed and disappeared completely.

"Be careful, your life matters. Wang Hong patted Wu Feng on the shoulder and said.

"Well, take care of yourself. Wu Feng said.

Wang Hong nodded, and rushed down the cliff in one step, and ten strong people of the younger generation of Taishan Temple followed closely, and the next second they were completely submerged by the gray whirlpool.

The five whirlpools did not shake for too long before they regained their calm, as if nothing had happened, Wu Feng stood on the top of the peak, his solemn eyes stared at the sixth whirlpool of lightning and thunder, took a deep breath and swooped away.

The moment he rushed into the whirlpool, Wu Feng suddenly lost his center of gravity and swayed violently in the passing streamer, like a fallen leaf in the wind.

Since he can't stabilize his body, then just let him go, Wu Feng closed his eyes, dizzy for a while, fortunately, the process was not long, and after more than ten breaths of effort, his stomach would no longer turn over the river.

The field of vision is no longer a passing streamer, Wu Feng knelt on one knee, looking at everything in front of him in surprise, overhead, thick clouds are surging, behind the clouds is rolling thunder, there is no end under his feet, only the weeds fluttering in the wind, this piece of heaven and earth seems to be the chaos of the beginning.

Wu Feng stood up slowly, and the muffled thunder behind the clouds shook his heart one by one, and only after a long time did he take a small step tentatively.

A thin bolt of lightning pierced through the thick cloud and slashed in front of Wu Feng's toes, and a small scorched mark suddenly appeared on the ground, as if it was a warning to the intruders.

"Master is not frightened. ”

With a grin at the corner of his mouth, Wu Feng continued to take a step forward, and the clouds suddenly became restless, and the rolling muffled thunder also sounded. A bolt of lightning slashed down, no longer a thin one, but a spider's web-like electric pattern.

Fearlessness does not mean underestimating the enemy, Wu Feng has already urged the aura of the five-star soul warrior to the extreme, however, when the lightning slashed, there was no other injury except for the clothes that were a little scorched.

"That's all it takes?"

Wu Feng smiled disdainfully, took off his shirt and tied it around his waist, he didn't want to break through with his bare butt, and then walked forward with a faster pace.

One after another electric patterns clicked, Wu Feng resisted one by one with his bare upper body, not only was he not burned to ashes, but he also felt a comfortable feeling of stretching his pores, and his pace changed from fast walking to galloping.

In this way, a tall figure with a naked body galloped through the chaotic world with lightning bolts, and only stopped after half an hour.

Completely ignoring the lightning, Wu Feng looked left and right, and couldn't see the end at all.

"Damn, I wasn't hacked to death, but I was going to be tired to death, where is the head!"

"How the hell did you come up with this place!"

Complaining is complaining, after that, Wu Feng took a few breaths and continued to lift his legs, however, when he just took a step forward, a deafening click suddenly sounded, and a lightning bolt followed closely, redder, thicker, and faster.

Hiss~ The cool air was inhaled from between his teeth, Wu Feng grinned and hurriedly retracted his steps, and looked sideways, and his left shoulder was black and scorched.

"The direction should be right. ”

The corners of his mouth raised a smug arc, but he left behind the fact that the lightning had become stronger, Wu Feng stared into the distance for a moment, and then ran wildly.

Wherever Wu Feng ran, the lightning with the thickness of the tree trunk slashed at him, and in the end, his upper body was charred black, as if he had been smeared with a thick layer of pot ash, and even his hair stood up from the roots.

Although it didn't have the comfort it had before, in addition to making Wu Feng look a little embarrassed, this lightning couldn't cause substantial damage, and suddenly, a vague shadow appeared at the end of the field of vision, as tall as a two-story building. Wu Feng paused slightly, and then ran towards the shadow with all his strength.

Finally ran closer, only to find that this shadow was actually a statue, a lightning bolt struck, illuminating the field of vision, Wu Feng looked up, frightened and hurriedly took a step back, the statue was blue-faced and fanged, full of anger, holding an iron cone in one hand and an iron hammer in the other, both of which were more than a meter long.

"It's ...... Heavenly God Lei Gong?"

Wu Feng took a deep breath and slowly approached, and when he stood at the feet of the statue, the lightning above his head stopped for some reason, however, this did not make him feel any easier, the gods would always cause mental suppression to mortals, even if it was just a statue.

"Let Lei Gong guard the tomb, the tomb owner is really generous. ”

Enduring the mental suppression, Wu Feng walked around the statue, and then reached out and touched it, however, in the next second, he jumped back far away in shock.

Statues, power!

"Well~~~"

The ancient and vigorous voice rippled in this chaotic world, Lei Gong turned his stiff body, looked at Wu Feng, who was like an ant under his feet, and without saying a word, he raised his feet and ran down.

"Fuck it!"

Wu Feng scolded secretly, forcibly suppressed the horror in his heart, and flashed to the side.

Boom! The giant foot grazed Wu Feng's back and fell, stepping out of a pit two or three meters deep on the ground.

His heart was beating hard, but this step also made the fear in Wu Feng's heart disappear, and the next second he pulled out the black blade on his back, and the soles of his feet stomped up.

"Pretending to be a ghost, do you really think you're the god of thunder?

Wu Feng didn't spare any hand, and slashed down in the middle of the ascension, and the black blade condensed the terrifying power and all the aura of the five-star soul warrior.

The crisp and piercing sound of impact suddenly broke out, and Wu Feng flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, and the black blade only left a faint white mark on the statue.

barely stabilized his body, and after landing on the ground, Wu Feng didn't have time to take a breath, and rolled to the side, because the foot like a hill crushed down again.

Boom! Another deep pit, and the earth seemed to tremble. Wu Feng got up, jumped to the top of the statue's feet in one step, and then took off again with a stomping step.

When! The black blade was cut down again, without any accidents, and it was a shallow trace, but fortunately, this time Wu Feng did not use brute force, but he was slightly shocked and launched an attack again after he landed.

The stiff impact sound continued to sound, the statue's heavy hands and feet waved back and forth, and Wu Feng flew up and down like a monkey, and the traces left by the black blade were still very shallow, but more and more.

"Idiot, are you angry?"

Dodging the statue's attack again, and at the same time leaving a slashing mark again, Wu Feng knelt on one knee, his eyes were raised, and the corners of his mouth sneered, but this smug sneer stopped abruptly, the statue seemed to understand Wu Feng's sarcasm, and let out a vigorous roar, and the clouds above his head completely surged, and the thunder roared.

The statue raised its hands, and then slammed the iron cone and hammer into it, and a deafening explosion suddenly erupted, and at the place of the impact, a purple-red lightning bolt slashed down, and at this moment, the air was torn apart.

Wu Feng's face was shocked, this lightning was not comparable to the previous lightning at all, and it was definitely not possible to resist hard, so he had to hurriedly retreat.

The lightning struck the ground, and there were five or six pits the size of a millstone suddenly appeared, and the surrounding area was even more scorched, and the weeds were ignited, billowing smoke, but this did not mean the end, the lightning seemed to be incarnated into an earth dragon, chasing Wu Feng fiercely, and where he passed, the ground cracked out rugged cracks.

The lightning came straight in, Wu Feng couldn't retreat, his eyes were horizontal, he screamed, and while stopping to retreat, he knelt on one knee and slammed the black blade down.

Boom! Wu Feng was blown away, crossed an arc and slammed to the ground, then slid back several meters against the ground, and his body was covered with snowflake-like lines, which were caused by electric shocks.

"Bastard!"

Holding back the trembling hand, he clenched the black blade again, Wu Feng's teeth clenched tightly, because the statue didn't give him a chance to breathe at all, the iron cone and the iron hammer hit again, and the second purple red lightning slashed down fiercely.

Just about to get up and dodge, but found that his body was very stiff, Wu Feng scolded again, raised his left arm to block the top of his head, and in the next second, the albino Jiao reversed the scales and made a circle of light ripples, blocking the second lightning.

His arm was a little sore, but Wu Feng had a bottom in his heart, and the statue seemed to be enraged, and the sound of striking iron was one after another, and the fierce purple and red lightning was one after another, and this chaos was completely filled with explosions.

The albino Jiao's reverse scales shone brightly, blocking the endless lightning one by one, Wu Feng hid below, and his pair of sword eyebrows became tighter and tighter, after all, urging the reverse scales to consume soul power.

Another lightning bolt fell, and the light of the albino Jiao's scales finally began to dim, and in a hurry, Wu Feng no longer did 'shrinking turtle', and rushed out during the short gap between the next lightning bolt, and after reaching the maximum speed, he stomped his feet and flew up.

Another lightning bolt was blocked in the air, and the albino Jiao reverse scale completely lost its light, Wu Feng simply concentrated all the remaining soul power in the black blade, and the moment the black and red devil light erupted, he slashed violently.

"Yin Wind Knife Technique!"

The black and red devil light galloped away, and finally slammed into the waist of the statue, and the loud sound of the landslide and the ground cracking exploded violently, and the powerful recoil wave shook Wu Feng far away, leaving patches of blood mist in mid-air, and after slamming the ground, another stream of heat sprayed to the ground.

Urging the albino Jiao Reverse Scale has consumed too much soul power, and now that he has used the Yin Wind Knife Technique, Wu Feng can no longer urge a trace of soul power, and what's even worse is that he is not sure if this knife can result in the statue of Lei Gong.

The clouds are rushing, the thunder is still there, and nothing has changed. The statue of Lei Gong only paused, and then raised his arms again.

"Damn, it looks like I'm going to fold here today!"

Wu Feng's face was pale, and the corners of his mouth were bloody, even if he still maintained perseverance in his eyes, he could not change the fate of being crushed.

Wiping the corners of his mouth, Wu Feng struggled to stand up with the last bit of strength, and his trembling right hand held the black blade tightly, even if the flesh and blood on the tiger's mouth were blurred, even if the red liquid was dripping down the black blade.

"Uncle Long is right, everything has its fate, it seems that this is my end, but ...... Death is also vigorous. ”

"Kill~~~!"