1132: C1132 Sword Slave

C1132 Sword Slave

No one expected such a situation to occur. Just as everyone was warring crazily, a mysterious force took out a powerful Holy Artifact and swallowed Lin Feng whole, and then immediately stepped into the teleportation sacred pattern array that was already laid out, and left. The opponents were all rushing towards Lin Feng, and only after waiting for all the expert in the sky platform to make their move, did they give their last strike, and teleported away in the blink of an eye.

"It's them!" It was obvious that they had been preparing for this entire time. Moreover, this power even dared to threaten their Heavenly Vault Immortal Palace, and the power that it displayed today, was indeed frightening. It let everyone go fight for nothing, and even the main character, Lin Feng, was taken away.

It was unknown who took Lin Feng away, but after this battle, Lin Feng would definitely let everyone know, to defeat the Holy Maiden who was at the same level as him, was already a battle achievement worthy of being proud of. Perhaps, if he did not die, the City of Destiny's prophet's prophecy would contain his name.

Furthermore, Lin Feng's wife, who was like a fairy that had transformed into a demon, was so beautiful that she was comparable to the four great beauties of the Eight Desolation Realm, and there was even a faint power that surpassed them, so perfect that it was flawless. At this moment, her black hair was fluttering in the wind, and the holy immortal's aura was enveloping her entire body.

"Buzz!" A bright Immortal light enveloped Mengqing's body, the effects of the medicine getting stronger and stronger, as though it had stimulated the special energy in her body, as though it was a dream or illusion, perfect and flawless.

"What kind of demon beast is she?" Many of them were mumbling to themselves, guessing that they had never heard of a demon like this Immortal.

They faintly felt that another dazzling character like themselves was about to be born. Not only did he have a beauty that could topple the world, he also had a terrifying innate skill. This was definitely a very noble Demon Realm race, if not, he wouldn't have obtained the power of an immortal.

As for some of the older generation, their eyes flashed with sharpness, especially the few expert s of the Heavenly Vault Immortal Palace, as they thought of a type of Demon Clan.

"It's not too good!" The Qiongqi's huge eyes continuously flickered. It was likely that once Mengqing's identity was recognized by someone, there would be people who would try to harm Mengqing in the future.

"The power of a Saint Immortal has been stimulated by the power of the Holy Elixir. It would be great if it could awaken the memories of the ancient times."

The Qiongqi kept thinking about it, it did not know how Lin Feng was doing, but that guy had always been lucky, and did not seem to have a short lifespan.

The Ascetic Practice Monk clasped his hands together, congratulated the Buddha, and said: "Today's matter involves a few large powers. If anything happens to my Heavenly Stage First Disciple Of Heavenly Martial Dynasty, we will settle this debt, if he is fine, then in the future, if there are any more Sovereign from other powers acting, the Heavenly Stage, we will definitely not be silent!"

"Humph!" Now that Lin Feng had been kidnapped, there was no point for them to stay. If they wanted to snatch that girl back now, the people on the roof would probably go crazy, and the gains would not make up for the losses.

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As for the current Lin Feng, after he had been engulfed by the darkness, when he finally saw the light again, he discovered himself in a gigantic barren garden.

He sized up the crowd, Lin Feng's expression did not stop flickering, and asked: "Who are you people? Why did you capture me? "

No one paid any attention to him, only a few people flickered as they left. In the blink of an eye, their silhouettes disappeared, while the others only stood around protectively, not saying a single word.

Lin Feng's thoughts kept on flickering, thinking about how to leave this damned place, why did the other party use so much strength to capture him?

However, Lin Feng realized that he had no way to leave this place, the people who were guarding beside him were all people that he could not handle.

Very quickly, the few people who left earlier returned. They only indifferently glanced at Lin Feng, and then said: "Follow me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding expert s instantly gathered around Lin Feng, and strands of aura firmly locked onto him.

The person who spoke turned around and led the way, Lin Feng knew that he had no way to retaliate, he raised his leg and followed the other party. These people might kill but he did not kill them, and they were not trying to trick him, so he wanted to know what the other party wanted.

Passing through this wasteland, Lin Feng saw many buildings in the distance. His eyes stiffened and his body trembled.

"It's them!"

Lin Feng had come here not long ago!

However, why did they want to capture him? Lin Feng did not understand!

Following them further, Lin Feng once again came to the familiar place he was last time. Looking at this place, which had been here for an unknown amount of time, Lin Feng faintly felt that there was something wrong.

At this moment, Lin Feng was at the Sword Pavilion and in front of him was the Sword Tomb!

"Is it because I activated Sword Emperor Wutian's sword?" Lin Feng's gaze flickered indeterminately. What exactly were Sword Pavilion plotting?

At this time, Jian Wubei was also outside the Sword Tomb, and when he saw the clan's expert bringing Lin Feng over, his expression became complicated.

"Wu Huan, have you finished sacrificing yourself?" The expert in front of Lin Feng asked.1

"The blood sacrifice has been completed, but, grandpa …" Jian Wubei looked at the expert, a trace of unwillingness evident in his eyes.

I know that you hope to rely on your own strength to restore the ancestor's former glory. I also hope that you can continue to grow and find the ancestor's face, however, you must understand, our Sword Pavilion generation after generation, has been weakened continuously, and if not for the ancestors' remnants, I'm afraid that we would not be able to continue living anymore. So, other than relying on ourselves, we also need the help of God's Army.

The expert's eyes flickered with a sharp glint of sword shine, with a hint of anticipation.

"But, Big Grandpa, we might not be able to control him, so why take such a risk!" Jian Wubei said again.

"There's no need for that. Divine Weapons are the sharp weapons of our Ancestral Sword Emperor Wutian. Now that we have received a blood sacrifice from our clan, it is impossible for them to escape our control." The voice of that person seemed to contain a strong sense of obsession. Sword Pavilion, could not be left alone any longer. Currently, the pressure of the power of the Profound Emperor over the Sword City had already reached the head of the Sword Pavilion.

"Open the Sword Tomb!"

Blood Sacrifice!" An enraged voice rang out as the Sword Tomb opened. Momentarily, a terrifying aura of the Dao of the Sword spread out, along with a trace of blood. Earlier, the members of the Sword Pavilion had carried out a blood sacrifice to sacrifice the ancestral divine weapon.

"What do you want?" Lin Feng's expression became incomparably cold, the tip of his blade shot out, wanting to retreat, but expert immediately blocked him, not allowing him to leave.

The figure in front of him slowly turned around. Jian Wubei's eldest grandfather looked at Lin Feng with a sharp gaze: "We will allow you to become an unparalleled Sword Cultivator in a short period of time. We will give you the chance to kill all those people who dare to lay their hands on you!"

"Haste makes waste. I do not need such an opportunity." Lin Feng stared at the other party, he vaguely knew what the other party wanted to do.

Humph, it's not your turn, becoming a member of my clan, and becoming a peerless Sword Cultivator, is your honor, enter the Sword Tomb! That person said coldly, his expression was oppressive, and did not allow Lin Feng to reject.

"Can you let me think about it for a few days?" Lin Feng said with a stiff look in his eyes.

"Go in immediately!" Terrifying expressions appeared in the eyes of the expert. Lin Feng suddenly felt as if he was enveloped by a shroud of sword aura, as if he would be killed by the sword at any moment.

Lin Feng's expression became extremely stiff, he had no choice, the other party could kill him at any time, but the moment he stepped into the Sword Tomb, he knew what that meant, and maybe, he would become the Sword Slave!

The Sword Pavilion wanted him to become the shell that could hold Sword Emperor Wutian's divine weapons. With the Sword Soul as its master, he was Sword Slave, and from then on, he was no longer him, but a sword. Even if he became the peerless expert, what use would it be?!

"Why me?" Lin Feng asked coldly.

"Because the Divine Weapon chose you. This is your honor!" The other party replied coldly as before, "Go in!"

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