The Five Great Forces of the Joyful Holy Land, the Fuyao Holy Land, the Whampoa Family, the West Wind Family, the Le Lin Family, and the Sword Valley control the vast world of the Cave Heaven Blessed Land. Among them, each of them controls more than 3,000 large and small sects, and each sect also has thousands of powerful and weak immortal sects, and each immortal sect also controls countless human empires.

One can imagine how big this cave blessed land is.

The Cave Heaven Blessed Land is in the eastern part of Dong County, and the resources it has are more than ten times that of Dong County, so its strength is also more than ten times that of Dong County, or even stronger. I don't know why, today I gathered in Sword Valley, and they are all representatives of the descendants of various forces.

"Hey, why did Brother Xiaoyao travel so simply this time, why didn't you bring any of the most powerful scythe guards around you. Hahaha, isn't Brother Xiaoyao afraid of being assassinated?"

"Brother Huangpu doesn't know, in order to gain the favor of the princess of Sword Valley this time, Brother Xiaoyao has been cultivating for countless years in seclusion some time ago, and now he is a peak half-saint cultivation, plus he has the blessing of the Enlightenment Holy Talisman, who dares to assassinate him. ”

"Ah, yes, yes, it's still Brother Fuyao who is well-informed, and my son has always cultivated with peace of mind, and basically doesn't pay attention to these things. ”

"Hahaha... The two princes laughed at the same time.

The face of the carefree prince was gloomy and terrifying, if it wasn't for the old thing in front, how dare they mock themselves. The scythe guard has an obvious voice, has no emotion, only obeys the master's orders, and if he really wants to get angry, he will definitely not die. That swaying son, Huangpu prince will not fall into the well like this.

Lin Feng's clone looked back, his brows furrowed slightly, and he turned around to leave.

"Hmph, Brother Xiaoyao has been busy cultivating recently, and he has no time to discipline the disciples and servants in the sect. Seeing me and others, they are still walking forward on their own, is it looking down on us?"

A dark divine thought swept in, but it was dissolved by Lin Feng with a light wave of his hand. The person who shot was the son of the Simon family, and he sat upright on the ship's main seat, with a gray light flashing in his eyes.

"Dark power!" Lin Feng's clone was slightly surprised, and then he directly reached out and grabbed it, and the wind and clouds suddenly changed, and a supernatural demon hand was like a huge grinding plate, and it hit the spaceship in an instant.

There was a loud thunder on the flat ground, and the spaceship was bombarded and retreated for more than thirty miles, constantly spinning in mid-air, and countless powerful breaths rushed out from above, and a venerable peak and half-saint manifested his true body.

"Okay, you idiot. The carefree boy was still a little angry, but at this moment, he couldn't help but secretly rejoice. In front of the Sword Valley of the Dead God, this pseudo-saint of the Demon Sect actually dared to make a direct move, and it was best that the prince of Fuyao and the prince of Huangpu also provoked.

"Where did the bastard come from yelling here, do you understand the rules?" Lin Feng's clone clapped his hands again, and the huge demon hand slammed down again, instantly repelling the peak demi-saints of the counterattack, breaking through the defensive formation they had formed in a hurry.

"Grant the mandate of heaven, the darkness is honored, and the doomsday is glorious. Just as the Demon Hand bombarded the ship again, a round of black sun rose from the ship, and what bloomed was a dark light.

And below the black sun, there is a demon shadow, a dark shadow. He lifted up his hands and dragged the black sun up. It is as if the ancient god of darkness rose up and brought darkness into the world.

"Five tens of billions of combat power, is this the immortal art of the Dark Dao?" Lin Feng's clone remained silent, snorted coldly, and his body suddenly became majestic, his breath was like a hurricane, and the entire heaven and earth were blown up with a whirlpool of power.

"Ah, you're a saint?"

The nearest carefree boy couldn't help but scream as if he saw a demon. Fuyao Holy Land, Huangpu Holy Son, Venerable of the Le Lin Family also reacted in time and quickly avoided this great force.

The spaceship of the Zephyr family, which was locked by Lin Feng, made a clicking sound.

"Dark Magic. "Lin Feng also played the dark path in the Great Divine Technique of Chaos, using dark power to urge low-level immortal arts, which can be regarded as countering violence with violence.

The doubling of combat power suddenly extinguished the 'doomsday glory' urged by the other party, and the clutches were mercilessly swatted, as long as they were hit, the high-grade and low-level spaceship could not escape the fate of fragmentation, and the Venerable of the Zephyr family inside and the son could all suffer.

This old man of unknown origin is too crazy, so bold that he is killing the people of the Zephyr family in front of the Sword Valley Gate, and the consequences are definitely very serious.

"Daoyou, please be merciful. "At this critical juncture, a fist twice as powerful as Lin Feng's clutches burst through the air and bombarded.

"Did you finally make a move? The deity is because you have always been a shrunken turtle. Lin Feng was also relieved when he saw that a saint made a move. There must be a big event for the four major forces to gather in Sword Valley, and there is also a saint from the Demon Sect who appears, so he must be a little wary of himself as a stranger. Once you are trapped in it, it will be very troublesome, so it is better to make a noise outside first and see what is going on inside.

"Hmph, an ant-like junior dares to be disrespectful to the deity and kill himself, and no one can save him. "Lin Feng's clone just used his six billion combat power to urge the Chaos Great Divine Technique, and his power exceeded 100 billion. At this moment, seeing a saint make a move, the combat power skyrocketed again, directly urging with 100 billion combat power, which was another trick to rob the thunder great divine technique.

Lin Feng's Thunder Dao was truly achieved by devouring countless Tribulation Dragons, and the Thunder Dao contained the charm of the Heavenly Tribulation. Heavenly Tribulation, that is a punitive force born from the ripples of the Heavenly Dao, is a punishment for those Venerables who dare to cultivate against the heavens. Those who can resist the past can continue to have supreme status, and those who can't resist the past will perish directly, and they will not even enter reincarnation.

The Great Thunder Tribulation Divine Technique condensed a 100,000-zhang long dragon robbery, and the body was burned with calamity fire. Between the roars, a real thunderstorm was provoked, and the Venerables of the West Wind Family who were within the range of the attack let out a terrible roar one by one, and their souls were shattered by the bombardment in the will of the thunder.

"Doomsday glory. "Another round of black sun has risen, and the power is ten times more powerful than the previous one. Under the light of the black sun, those robbers shrank rapidly, and their power declined.

"What a powerful dark immortal technique. "Lin Feng was overjoyed in his body and mind, the Light and Dark Dao were almost cultivated together, and now the Light Dao had thrown the Dark Dao back to 108,000 miles away, and there was a serious imbalance. This causes a lot of trouble for the combination of light and dark.

"If you don't show up, you want to block the deity's shot, it's too underestimating the deity. Lin Feng's clone eyes shot a dazzling light, and his figure disappeared in place, directly close to the spaceship. Those peak bodies that were bombarded by the dragon robbery had no power to resist, and they became his sacrifices.

"Ancestor save me. A terrible shout rang out.

A small, large-headed dwarf appeared in front of the ship, his eyes full of solemnity. He couldn't see through Lin Feng's origin, and he didn't have the slightest light of glory and the power of education on him, but his strength was comparable to that of a real saint, and this person's comprehension of immortal arts was very deep, and he also mastered the power of the thunder path to restrain the power of darkness.

"Fellow Daoist, my Zephyr family owes you a favor, please stop. ”

Lin Feng's clone was already approaching, and he could see at a glance that the dwarf in front of him was just a junior saint with more than 200 billion combat power, weak and pitiful.

"What the deity said, should you be a joke? If you dare to stop it, the deity will give you a ride by the way. The corners of Lin Feng's clone mouth showed a vicious sinister smile, although he no longer used immortal arts, but the combat power of his whole body exploded, and the combat power of 350 billion burst out.

A fist shattered the 'Doomsday Glory' immortal technique with a bang, and blasted the big-headed saint out with a bang, his body was covered with bloodstains, the light of glory, and the power of education continued to repair the injuries on the body.

The aftermath also bombarded the ship, and with a click, it split into two sections. The countless Venerables and monks inside fled one after another, but they couldn't stand the oppression of Lin Feng's momentum and directly turned into blood mist.

The battle begins and ends in a matter of seconds. Lin Feng's clone had already locked on to that Ximen Gongzi, and when he broke through the spaceship, he reached out and grabbed it, stuck his neck, and pulled out of the battle center.

The Venerable of the Joyful Holy Land, the disciples were so frightened that their legs and feet were weak, and the Xiaoyao Gongzi trembled all over, and his teeth creaked. He didn't expect that the old man was not a false saint, but a strong man who surpassed ordinary ordinary saints. The violence of the means is no weaker than that of his own scythe guards, and now the high-ranking prince of Zephyr has fallen into the hands of that man like a dead dog, and life and death are at a loss.

Fuyao Holy Land, Huangpu Family, and the people of the Le Lin family are also shocked and depressed, the world is big, the strong are like clouds, and they can't underestimate any inconspicuous person.

That Zephyr boy said the wrong thing, and as a result, the disciples of the entire family were affected, and even their saint was seriously injured and his face was lost.

"Distinguished guests come to my Sword Valley, and if you are far away, please ask for forgiveness. ”

The three Dharma bodies descended and condensed into an appearance about the same height as Lin Feng, one woman and two men, and it was the female saint who spoke.

"Fellow Daoist, please calm your anger, please go into the Sword Valley and rest for a while. "Those three Dharma Bodies didn't pay the slightest attention to the tragedy of the Zephyr family, and nothing had ever happened to the Buddha.

Lin Feng's strength is comparable to that of a saint, even if the status of that Zephyr prince in the family is special, he is just an ant, since he is an ant, then he must correct his position. No matter how rampant it is in the family, it is because your family education is not strict in discipline, and it doesn't matter if you are ashamed.

But outside, you are also so presumptuous, you don't respect Lin Feng, you just don't respect them saints. Even if you are respectful on the surface, you have no sincerity in your heart, which is an insult and disrespect to all saints.

The boy of the Zephyr family has offended the scales of the saint.

Therefore, after the Saint Ancestor of the West Wind Family made a move, no saint made a move, and only at the last moment, the saints in the Sword Valley did not want to make a big deal out of it, so they had to coordinate.

Lin Feng's clone nodded slightly, and directly performed the soul searching technique, only to see that the muscles of the West Wind Boy's whole body began to atrophy and dry up, and the power in his body was being frantically extracted. His eyes were white, and his mouth made a weak 'whine' sound, not knowing whether he was begging for mercy or screaming.