Immemorial Dragon Elephant Art

"Good boy! The reaction is so fast!"

A cold drink came out.

swoosh swish...

Then, twelve black-clothed cultivators swept out from the mountain forest. These people exuded a gloomy and cold aura. They all covered their faces, only showing a pair of eyes.

The person who spoke was a thin man, who should be the leader of this group of people.

"People from Soul Eater!"

Lin Feng raised his brows slightly.

This breath is too familiar, blood-robed beastmaster! The black-robed poison master and others all have this kind of terrifying aura, which should be the reason for cultivating the same technique.

The leading monk sneered and said, "You are very smart and can guess our identity, but no matter how smart you are, you can't escape today. This place is where you died!"

"Heh... that's not necessarily true, right? With the twelve of you, you can't kill me." Lin Feng said lightly.

The leading cultivator sneered and said, "Death is imminent, and he is still embarrassed."

Lin Feng shrugged and said, "Then try it out."

Whoosh.

When the voice fell, Lin Feng had already taken the lead.

Between him and the Soul Eater Hall, there is no end to death.

Lin Feng doesn't need to ask how these people are staring at him, because he knows that Soul Eater Palace will definitely find a way to kill him.

"kill"!

The cultivator headed by Soul Eater snorted coldly.

"Buzzing...".

These people all sacrificed the treasured flying swords, and those treasured flying swords exuded incomparably terrifying fluctuations.

The power of the treasured flying sword is extremely astonishing, and this is the real treasure that cuts iron like mud.

And extremely fast.

The twelve-handed treasure Feijian was once again sacrificed by the twelve masters of Soul Eater.

Under the urging of the masters of the Soul Eater Palace, these treasures flying swords were divided into different directions to attack Lin Feng.

Also, this time they have a time difference.

After the first flying sword came over, the second flying sword would continue to kill Xiang Lin Feng.

The twelve flying swords all have a certain time difference.

In this way, twelve flying swords were formed to kill at different times.

Lin Feng wanted to split all the flying swords out, which became very unrealistic, because this sword had just been split out, and the flying swords that came out with beheading later had already attacked.

At this time, it is very difficult to swing the sword to resist the next wave of attacks.

Take a step back.

Even Lin Feng was able to resist the second wave of Feijian attacks.

But the twelve flying swords were beheaded one after another, how many waves could Lin Feng resist?

As long as there is a flying sword slashed on Lin Feng's body, Lin Feng will be in a different place and die tragically on the spot.

Obviously, the cooperation of these twelve people can be said to be seamless, and the timing of the shot is accurate to the millimeter.

The eyes of the twelve masters of the Soul Eater Palace were all incomparably murderous. In their opinion, Lin Feng was sure to die and could not avoid their attacks at all.

"Humph".

In the face of the attack of the twelve Soul Eater Hall masters, the precious weapon Feijian, Lin Feng sneered.

With a wave of his left hand, the black light shot into the sky.

In the black light, a broken jar flew out.

"Boy, you don't want this broken jar to deal with our twelve-handed treasure flying sword, right?".

"Haha, is this kid scared and stupid?".

The twelve masters of the Soul Eater Hall burst into laughter, mocking and ridiculing.

Lin Feng looked indifferent and didn't say much.

He will activate the swallowing pot.

hum.

I saw a twisted black vortex formed in the swallowing jar.

After this magic weapon was activated, a terrifying force of devouring instantly poured out from the swallowing jar.

Although this swallowing pot is incomplete, its power is still terrifying, capable of swallowing everything!

in particular.

This swallowing pot can forcibly plunder other people's magic weapons.

This ability is simply unbelievable.

When the terrifying swallowing power released by the swallowing pot enveloped the twelve-handed flying swords, all the twelve-handed flying swords that had killed Lin Feng changed their direction.

Fly towards the swallowing pot.

The expressions of the twelve masters of the Soul Eater Hall changed drastically after seeing this scene.

"No, that broken jar is going to devour our treasure Feijian, hurry up, quickly summon the spirit, we must not let that kid devour the treasure Feijian."

…

bang bang...

The twelve masters of the Soul Eater Hall all shot, and one after another powerful infuriating qi penetrated into the treasured flying sword.

"God of the deep sea! The god of the deep sea...".

Immediately afterwards, a series of low voices resounded one after another from the twelve-handed flying swords.

Inside the treasured flying sword, the rays of light soared into the sky.

In the dazzling brilliance, twelve huge beings emerged.

It was a behemoth surrounded by a layer of water mist. It seemed to be a huge fish, but its head was like that of a lion, which was very strange.

"Hey, these treasures are all made of deep-sea profound stones, right? So even the spirits of the artifacts are exactly the same."

Huo Qilin, who was watching the battle in the distance, muttered softly.

Deep sea black stone is a kind of stone below 30,000 meters in the deep sea.

This stone contains powerful spirituality and can be used to create treasures!

"All the twelve-handed flying swords have the same spirit? Can't this be made in batches?" Lin Feng was a little speechless. No wonder he felt that the quality of these flying swords could only be regarded as "low-quality treasures".

Build treasures in batches! What a great material! The power of the treasures finally created will also drop several times!

An ore like the deep-sea profound stone! If it is carefully crafted! The created treasure Feijian should be a "top-grade treasure"!

After these artifact spirits appeared, the power of the twelve-handed treasure flying sword suddenly increased greatly, trying to struggle to open the swallowing jar.

Lin Feng sneered, "It's ridiculous, thinking that I can break free from the swallowing of the swallowing jar? Swallowing the jar, give me Tun Tun Tun"!

Lin Feng suddenly swallowed the jar.

strong power! Pour into the swallowing tank!

The breath of swallowing the jar is getting more and more terrifying!

Lin Feng, who has swallowed Martial Soul, can swallow the power of this treasure to the maximum extent.

When the devouring power generated by devouring martial souls was smashed into the Swallowing Heaven Jar by Lin Feng, the power of the Heaven Swallowing Jar increased rapidly and became stronger and stronger.

"God of the deep sea! The god of the deep sea...".

The artifact spirit of the twelve-handed treasure Feijian roared loudly, trying to struggle to open the swallowing jar.

But it didn't work at all.

The twelve-handed treasure flying sword flew towards the swallowing pot, and it kept shrinking in mid-air.

swoosh swish...

When it was next to the swallowing jar, it shrank to half an inch in length, and then was directly swallowed by the swallowing jar.

After the swallowing pot swallowed the twelve-handed flying swords, it forcibly cut off the connection between the twelve masters of the Soul Eater Palace and the twelve-handed flying swords.

"Wow……".

The twelve masters of the Soul Eater Palace were attacked, and they all spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Little beast, you have plundered our treasure, and we will smash your corpse into tens of thousands of pieces."

The twelve masters of Soul Eater looked at Lin Feng, full of endless resentment, and their faces were all contorted.