Honghuang: God-level entries, starting from refining the demon-slaying sword

Lin Feng held the thunder in his hand, and the streams of light gathered together to form a long spear.

The spear emitted a purple halo, with faint flashes of lightning, and endless pressure emanated from it, making people terrified.

"Nine Revolutions Profound Art?"

However, Luo Hou, who was standing in front of Lin Feng, glared with murderous intent and said, "Young man, you actually learned this technique. You are courting death!"

Although the evil spirit in his body has been blocked, Luohou is not afraid of Lin Feng at all. He just stares at the other's face, as if full of indomitable spirit.

He doesn't agree!

In this world, he had never been crushed like this before. In front of Zhou Chen, this junior, he was like an ant that could be killed with a wave of his hand!

"Rāhu... I know your remaining soul is in the west. I will find you and kill you with my own hands."

Lin Feng threw down the last words and smashed the Purple Sky Divine Thunder towards Luohou.

All of a sudden.

All that remained in the world was a ray of extremely bright purple light.

In the distance, Lu Ya, who had already run for a distance, looked at everything happening in front of him with confused eyes.

Then he heard a loud rumbling sound.

The purple halo enveloped the entire mountain and even changed the terrain.

"Is this the power of Daluo?"

Lu Ya's mind was a little confused.

Since he was born, there have been countless powerful people around him, but he has never seen any Daluo Jinxian with the strength like Lin Feng.

This purple divine thunder.

It was the most powerful method he had ever seen, almost the only one!

even……

He doubted whether Rāhu's real body could withstand the attack.

But then, he no longer had that feeling.

Because... another black light rose in the sky full of purple lightning.

A small lotus petal was actually floating in the air.

Luohu stood under the lotus petals, breathing heavily, controlling the evil spirit that had been completely under his control, condensing one magical weapon after another, and retreating continuously.

At least it's easy to talk about.

Luohou is also the ancestor of demons.

Now this clone also has the cultivation level of a quasi-saint. No matter what kind of power Lin Feng exerts, he will eventually be able to fight.

"The petals of the twelfth-grade world-destroying black lotus?"

"Even if it's just a part of it, using the projection of the lotus seed, can it possess such power?"

A strange look flashed in Lin Feng's eyes, but before Luohou's body could retreat a few meters, he took out something from his waist.

It was a small clock.

In the ancient times, almost all the strong people who lived long enough had seen this treasure countless times.

"Chaos Clock?!"

The powerful demons were all horrified!

This treasure, once in the hands of Donghuang Taiyi, is the most important inheritance of the demon clan.

Now, it falls into Lin Feng's hands!

And it seems that it has been completely refined by him.

Boom!

Lin Feng's palm trembled, and the Chaos Bell rang out a sound that reverberated across heaven and earth.

Under this bell.

Everything seemed to have quieted down.

Luohou, who was originally running away, could only turn around and look at Lin Feng, and then he was frozen in place.

His murderous aura continued to gather, and the divine weapon it transformed into rushed towards Lin Feng to buy the last bit of time.

But such means.

It doesn't work at all.

"Disperse!"

Lin Feng stretched out his hand and pointed, without using any means, he just used the same magical power of attracting evil as Luohou.

These evil divine weapons in front of him collapsed.

Crush!

This was a complete crushing defeat, and the battle before them was a complete joke.

Luo Hou couldn't even figure out Lin Feng's trump card.

"Why run so fast? I still have a lot of questions to ask you."

Lin Feng put one hand on Luohou, and the bright smile on his face made Luohou's body tremble slightly, and he lowered his head as if he had seen something incredible.

What a joke.

What on earth does this guy want to do?

do not kill?

Still planning to keep him?

"Sister, the rest of the matter is left to you."

"I'm going to have a good chat with this Demon Ancestor."

Lin Feng shouted to Bixiao, then his body flashed and he disappeared from the spot with Luohou.

If the surrounding land had not changed, no one would have imagined that such a war would break out here.

"finished?"

Lu Ya and a group of powerful demon clan members only felt that they had survived a disaster, but they also felt extremely confused. The gap between them and Lin Feng was so huge that they were no longer on the same level.

Not an exaggeration.

Facing Lin Feng, they were no different from ants and would die in minutes.

but……

The feeling of unwillingness kept ringing in their minds.

why.

Lin Feng can't be a member of their demon clan!!

It just happens to be the human race.

If the genius Lin Feng had been included at the beginning, would the final outcome of the demon clan have been different?

Finally, why is it that the human race inexplicably possesses everything?

"I'm not reconciled..."

A demon let out a long sigh.

And in the sky, the souls of many Golden Immortals, Quasi-Saints, and even Saints have returned to their places.

They seemed to have seen nothing, and fell completely silent, recalling what Luohou had said.

Nine Revolutions Profound Art?

Could this Lin Feng be practicing the Nine Revolutions Profound Art?!

This technique is known as the most powerful divine skill in the entire prehistoric world. It is the technique practiced by Father God Pangu. If this guy really succeeds in practicing it, then will his future be just that of a quasi-saint?

"Is it possible?"

"In the future, Jiejiao will have two saints, and the human race will also have its own saint!!"

"But...where did Master Tianfeng take Luo Hou?"

At this moment, someone suddenly asked about Luohou's whereabouts, which caused a period of silence.

And at this moment.

The vast divine consciousness swept across the entire West.

Deep in Lingshan, there seemed to be two pairs of eyes, closely watching Lin Feng's every move.

"try to find!"

"We must find him!!"

……

In a canyon where Lin Feng had set up a formation early on and hid it.

Luohou just sat in a newly built pavilion, looking at Lin Feng with complicated eyes.

The Tenglong Whip had already bound him tightly, and the Chaos Bell was placed on the table.

A move.

will be completely suppressed.

"Where is your true form?"

Lin Feng asked with a smile.

Luohou's foundation is indeed very strong. The fighting power he just demonstrated is already enough to fight with Donghuang Taiyi. If Lin Feng did not have control of his evil-attracting magical power, it would probably take a lot of effort to subdue the opponent.

but……

This guy is here.

After all, it’s not the original soul!

If just a clone possesses such strength, how powerful would the original body created by the residual soul be?

"You won't find it."

"Unless the real body wants to show up, you will never find him!" Luohou sneered and closed his eyes.

But Lin Feng's next words made him tremble all over.

"Your true form is not in the sacred mountain, is it?"