1629: C1629 Killing the Divine Ox

C1629 Killing the Divine Ox

The godly ox looked at Lin Fei as if it was looking at a fool.

To think that a fourth level Dao Realm trash would be able to defeat him with so many martial skills, he was truly indulging in wild fantasies.

Suddenly.

The divine cow's enormous body flew outwards like a small stone.

At the same time.

The divine cow's mouth began to spew out bright red blood.

Blood dyed the sky red.

In the blink of an eye.

The divine cow's huge body instantly transformed into a cloud of blood mist.

Until the moment of his death, the divine cow still had an unreal feeling.

One second ago, it disdained Lin Fei and his Divine Dragon Fist to the extreme.

At this moment, it was actually killed by Lin Fei's martial skill.

The crucial point was that in its eyes, Lin Fei was just trash, trash that it could kill with a single slap.

The entire Thunder City fell into a deathly silence.

The eighth elder of the Azure Mountain Divine Pavilion rushed forward, his eyes bulging with shock.

The divine ox was his mount.

The godly cow was also a first level Heavenly Completion Stage spirit beast.

How could it be killed by the martial skill of Lin Fei, a trash of the fourth level of the Dao Realm?

After racking his brains, he still couldn't figure out what was going on!

Previously, he had fully believed that his mount, the Godly Cow, could defeat Lin Fei with ease.

However, the result was a fierce slap to his face.

His face was about to be smashed by Lin Fei!

A monstrous martial cultivation like Lin Fei, in Ling Tian Continent, was considered a top monstrous martial cultivation cultivator. Previously, he had called Lin Fei trash and trash.

If, Lin Fei is garbage and small waste.

How much trash and garbage was there on the Ling Tian Continent?

Fourth prince Zhu You's mind was in a mess. It was as if his brain had been extracted from his brain, and he could not think at all.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible …" He kept shaking his head, so much so that his head was about to fall off. He was still unable to accept the martial skill that Lin Fei had displayed to kill the godly ox.

The surrounding crowd of cultivators were all petrified.

It was just for this one second.

Lin Fei opened his mouth and swallowed the divine cow's soul.

Shortly after, Lin Fei started to circulate the Devouring Spell in his body and refined the soul of the divine cow into spiritual energy, which was absorbed by his dantian.0

On the other hand, Lin Fei's martial arts level had not broken through.

This confused Lin Fei.

"Little brat Lin, if you absorb the souls of four more Heavenly Completion Stage Spiritual Beasts, your cultivation level will be able to break through." The ancient war god knew what Lin Fei was thinking, so he explained it to him.

"Yes." Lin Fei expressed his understanding.

At this moment.

Thunder City seemed to have become a cemetery at midnight.

The silence was terrifying.

The silence was outrageous.

Lin Fei had killed the divine ox in one move, and he had also devoured the divine ox's soul.

F * ck!

This mount was too terrifying.

Even though everyone present had seen it with their own eyes, they still felt as if they were dreaming.

The Azure Mountain Divine Pavilion's Eighth Elder rushed over. His face was full of shame, and he wished he could find a hole to hide in.

Disgraceful.

This was too embarrassing.

Previously, Lin Fei, who he called trash and trash, had slapped his face time and time again, causing him to be utterly humiliated!

The surroundings became even more deathly silent.

Fourth Prince Zhu You Kuan was so frightened that his soul almost flew out of his body.

Before coming to the Thunder City, he thought that he would be able to defeat Lin Fei with ease.

Thinking of this, a bitter smile appeared on his face.

Even if he was given another ten thousand years, it would be impossible for him to defeat Lin Fei.

"Now, do you still think that the martial skill I executed can't give you an itchy feeling?" Lin Fei looked at the blood mist and asked faintly.

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