2021: C2021 Tusk

C2021 Tusk

Because it was too dark in the chaotic abyss, everyone was fleeing in panic, so much so that people could collide with each other.

He had rushed into the sky above the abyss, but right now, a black mass of palm was pressing towards him, giving him a suffocating feeling. The might of the Billowy Sword was suddenly released from Lin Feng's body, transforming into a sword that shot out to the side, directly passing through the gaps between the gaps between his palms.

"That was close." Lin Feng felt his palm graze past his side, he only felt sweat all over, and continued to rush up to the sky.

"Roar …" A terrifying sound suddenly reverberated in the abyss, shocking everyone to the point that their hearts trembled. The Infernal King at the bottom of the abyss seemed to let out an angry roar, and the noisy creatures seemed to have completely infuriated him.

Boom!" A heavy voice reverberated within the abyss, and after which, a gigantic black palm swept forth. This time around, the Infernal King of the abyss seemed to have shown no mercy, enveloping the entire space within with a speed so fast that it caused one's heart to tremble.

Lin Feng had already seen the sky, and Chu Chunqiu and the others beside him were sprinting. They were the people at the very bottom, but because their speed was fast enough, they had surpassed a few people and escaped to the exit. However, at this moment, they felt that the Death God's palms were approaching them from behind.

Chu Chunqiu roared, he released his will to the limit, his entire body was enveloped in a layer of terrifying light, his body shot through the air like a light arrow, his speed was unsurpassable.

Zhuo Qing, Wang Jian and the rest were all using their trump cards, this was a life and death situation, and Lin Feng used his strongest strength to trample on the void, causing light to shine out. His body shot out, throwing him out of the abyss, and then pounced in the direction of the side.

There were many figures on top of the huge palm, and their eyes were filled with despair. The winner, Ying Mo, was also inside, and because his strength was not bad, he had entered deep into the abyss, thus this conclusion.

"Buzz!" The palms of his hands directly slammed together, causing the hearts of the spectators to shudder violently. He didn't dare to stay here any longer, as he continued to flee. Who would still dare to stay behind after angering the devils in the abyss?

Lin Feng didn't hold back at all, as he shot towards the exit like an arrow. Who knew what kind of madness the terrifying existence that was locked up in the abyss would produce?

When Lin Feng rushed out of the cave, his figure flashed and his footsteps landed on top of a mountain peak.

This place was no longer a castle, but a real ruin. At a glance, everywhere was the void of destruction, and the clouds at the horizon seemed to be dyed with the blood of the setting sun, shining on his face, making his face look like blood. The air was filled with traces of coldness, and the sun seemed to be blood-red.

"Lin Feng." The gazes of some people from afar shot toward Lin Feng who was on top of the mountain peak. Their eyes were ice-cold as they stepped out one after another and headed straight for Lin Feng.

"Hand over the Saint Skull." A cold shout echoed out. The two people's eyes were ice-cold, a wave of killing intent enveloped Lin Feng, and their bodies constantly approached him.

Right at this moment, Lin Feng raised his hand, and one after another, holy spirits appeared on his body. Suddenly, it was as if numerous gigantic swords appeared behind Lin Feng, and the blood-like rays of the setting sun added an additional killing intent to the swords.

"Come and pick it up." Lin Feng said indifferently, her voice did not have the slightest ripple. Looking at the two figures rushing over, it was as if she was looking at two dead men, and not a single emotion was contained within them.

"Kill!" With a single step, the fist light broke through the heavens, bringing with it a five-colored light that possessed endless power, causing a person's body to soar into the sky. It was as if they were the blood-red suns, rushing down from the skies as terrifying rays of blood engulfed the void, causing Lin Feng to feel as if his blood was burning.

With his hand forming a sword seal, the gigantic sword behind Lin Feng slashed out, causing the approaching expert to snort coldly. The unparalleled fist light's strength broke through a thousand kilograms, causing the void to surge and to shatter. His fist light seemed to emit an aura of extermination, as though even the attack of his Tao technique was going to break it.

However, at this time, Lin Feng's hand seal had just been waved forward, and no magnificent Ancient Sword broke through the air and flew out, nor did it even have a surging aura. The beam of light was as simple and unadorned as the setting sun, but the moment it exploded, it was actually even more dazzling and beautiful than the scorching sun.

In the instant that the sword tore apart the opponent's body, Lin Feng's body moved, rushing towards another person, the killing intent wrapped around him, any kind of power would be destroyed.

Seeing that Lin Feng had killed a expert with a single strike, the man's hand trembled, and suddenly, not only did Lin Feng feel that his blood was about to burn, even his soul was about to burn. At the same time, he saw the other party pressing down from the sky, as a fire dragon roared towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng punched out and a golden passageway opened up in front of him. Lin Feng walked out slowly, passed through the fire dragons and rushed to the front of the opposing party.

The ethereal sword intent gushed out, at the same time, Lin Feng unleashed the Holy Spirit of Duke Wu Ming, causing the five Duke Ming to appear, pouncing straight into the opponent's mind, the person felt that the five Great Duke Ming were wrapped around his body, and there was nowhere for him to run.

Just as his mind was in a state of confusion, a terrifying sword intent descended, causing his countenance to turn pale.

"Fen Ji!" The man's palm struck down fiercely, but Lin Feng acted as if he did not see it, continuing to walk forward, the terrifying sword intent congealed and did not release.

Lin Feng's sword slashed out, and at this moment, the distance between the two of them was already close. The sword seemed to have exploded out at that instant, and Fen Ji's flames were slashed apart.

Lin Feng stepped out, and pointed at his head, in an instant, his body exploded, while Lin Feng continued to move forward, as though he had only killed off a few passerby.

Some people in the distance saw this scene and were slightly shocked. They did not directly face Lin Feng, and were unable to sense the lightning killing intent produced by Lin Feng's attack.

After condensing his Holy Spirit, Lin Feng was finally able to integrate his sword techniques and unleash his terrifying killing power. However, he did not think that he would be able to handle the combined attacks of all the Martial Emperor experts, if he was surrounded and attacked by others, it would not be good.

Lin Feng rolled forward, and in a blink of an eye, he left this space. The road ahead seemed to have no end, as blood stained clouds blotted the sky, making it seem as if it would last forever.0

After walking for a long time, Lin Feng finally stopped at a mountain range. Looking at the mountain range, Lin Feng started to engrave Array Dao and at the same time notified Mengqing and the others.

Lin Feng did not bring out the Saint Skull s, the sword intent was too strong on the skull, he felt that he was unable to control it, and for the time being he could think of a few Holy Spirits.

Lin Feng who was sitting cross-legged seemed to have forgotten where he was, as he entered a state of oblivion. He visualized the Strength Of Damnation, at the same time using the evolution of the Tianyan Holy Scripture, and turned the power of the curse and the power of the Acalanātha Inferno into a Holy Spirit. At the same time, he also added in a demonic intent.

After that, Lin Feng still did not end his training, and started to visualize the Nether World and Holy Spirit.

After witnessing the Dark Demon King at the bottom of the abyss, Lin Feng deeply felt that the Secret Realm of this Sacred Ground was much more terrifying and complicated than he had imagined. And what kind of existence was that terrifying Dark Lord?

At this time, Mengqing, Hou Qinglin and the others had scattered when they were dodging in the abyss, and after receiving Lin Feng's sound transmission, they rushed towards Lin Feng, but they had already started moving alone.

Hou Qinglin flickered by himself, and shockingly, on his left, there was another figure. This person was wearing a blue robe, and as he turned to look, his eyes flashed with a bewitching light the moment he saw Hou Qinglin.

"Buzz!" With a step, the blue robed man stepped on the ground and pounced towards Hou Qinglin. The terrifying pressure instantly descended, causing Hou Qinglin's expression to freeze, and he suddenly turned his gaze.

"Chu Chunqiu." Hou Qinglin felt a terrifying sense of danger approaching, and the aura being emitted from Chu Chunqiu's body made people feel a sense of dread, especially his eyes, which seemed to want to swallow him whole.

Hou Qinglin suddenly retreated backwards explosively. A sword appeared in his hand, he directly slashed out, the light of reincarnation turned into a howling whirlpool that rushed towards Chu Chunqiu, but Hou Qinglin did not continue fighting at all, he knew that there was still a gap between his strength and the current Chu Chunqiu's.

A demonic roar sounded out as Chu Chunqiu shattered the cycle of reincarnation with a single punch. His mind and consciousness frantically exploded outwards as his speed suddenly increased by leaps and bounds.

"There's no need to leave!" An ice-cold voice came out of Chu Chunqiu's mouth. He paced in the air, and with each step he took, it was as if he was traversing through space.

"Is this the true face of Chu Chunqiu!?" Hou Qinglin was still retreating. He was cultivating the Heaven Swallowing Scripture, so he could devour the spirit and will of others for my use. In the past, although Chu Chunqiu was unparalleled in talent, he had always been an extremely low profile, a modest gentleman.

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