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

"If it were an ordinary person, it really couldn't be done."

"But you are my disciple of Jiejiao. If I say you can do it, then you can do it."

Tongtian Sect Master chuckled and was not affected by Lin Feng's words at all.

He spread out his palm, with starlight flickering inside. It was a special innate formation, which had an almost majestic suppressive force. There was also a big word "Zhen" on it, which could almost cover the stars.

This is a formation set up by the saint himself, and it is also one of the treasures of Tongtian Sect Master. It has rarely been used.

"This is the Pingtian Formation, which my master created on a whim. Although I've never used it, it's still quite effective."

"Below the Quasi-Saint level, even if a Daluo Jinxian enters this formation, his strength will be blocked and his cultivation level will be equal to that of another powerful being in the formation."

"Both parties can use all their magical powers, but the damage they inflict will only be at the same level."

"Of course, your physical body is too strong. This Pingtian formation will also leave Fei Lian with a glimmer of hope, and even leave him with some extra strength. Who knows, he might even be able to reach the Taiyi Golden Immortal level."

"Feng, are you willing to give it a try?"

Pingtian formation!

Lin Feng was startled and looked up.

Tongtian Sect Leader was not panicked. He raised his hand slightly, as if he had never thought that Lin Feng would refuse.

He was giving Lin Feng a chance, a chance that could truly provide a safety net.

How could a mere dragon be considered a test? That was almost inevitable. What really mattered was to tell everyone in front of the demon clan.

I, Jiejiao, am finished.

What I will do next is to protect the human race. The disciple I have accepted now is a member of the human race. What can you do to me?

Now your demon king has died at the hands of my little disciple. If you have the ability, come and fight me!

Moreover, if Fei Lian really died among the dragon clan, it would completely cut off the dragon clan's plan to find a way out. At least they would no longer regard the demon clan as a safe haven that would inevitably accept them.

Although the dragon clan already has this idea, they will not go to extremes.

But they, the Jiejiao, can.

"Master, I am willing to take Fei Lian's life!"

"Master, please help me!"

Lin Feng took a deep breath and almost knelt down to Tongtian Sect Master, but before his knees touched the ground, he was lifted up by an invisible force.

Tongtian Sect Master snorted lightly and said dissatisfiedly: "My disciple Tongtian, there is no need to kneel!"

"You will practice the way of the sword in the future and inherit the magical powers of your master."

"The way of the sword is to move forward, never retreat. If you take a step back, your cultivation will also stagnate. What will you do then?"

"Remember, no matter who you are facing, no matter what the consequences are, you are not allowed to kneel!"

"Yes!" Lin Feng was extremely excited, his body was shaking. This was excitement, but also the frustration he had felt for a thousand years.

He wanted to be released, but never had the chance.

The catastrophe is approaching. He originally thought that when the catastrophe begins, Fei Lian might die at the hands of some great wizard, and he would not be able to avenge himself.

But now, Master Tongtian has given him such an opportunity!

"Go."

"Take this formation away."

Tongtian Sect Leader stretched out his hand and swung it, and the formation appeared in Lin Feng's hand.

Under his gaze.

Lin Feng quickly left the Biyou Palace and plunged into the East China Sea, waiting at the road that was the only way between the East China Sea and the Heavenly Palace.

……

"Dragon King, I came here this time to ask you about some matters of your dragon clan."

"What's wrong with my demon clan treating your dragon clan?"

Fei Lian asked in a cold voice.

He took a step forward, and the sea water around his body surged and split into a huge canyon. The sea water on both sides acted as walls, almost blocking the prying eyes of all other powerful men.

"Why!"

"Why are you still unwilling to join our demon tribe? Aren't the conditions we offer you enough? Or do you think we have no chance of winning in the end?!"

"If you, the Dragon Clan, hadn't made it to the end, how would you have known whether what you did was right or wrong?!"

Fei Lian's voice was filled with resentment.

The combat power of the dragon clan is very important to the demon clan. Otherwise, he would not be pulled back from the battlefield by the Demon King. The opponent's betrayal is a huge weakening for the demon clan.

"Whether the demon race has a chance of winning or not is none of our business."

"We just want to survive."

"If the Demon King could become the overlord of heaven and earth, we would be willing to join, but it hasn't happened yet."

The Dragon King also took off his disguise, and his face showed a hint of coldness.

Many dragons still can't figure out why they were defeated in the war, but in fact, the ancestor dragon already had some ideas before his death.

This so-called catastrophe was not created from the outset to select the overlord of heaven and earth...

This is just a special situation that is bound to occur when the energy of catastrophe accumulates to a certain level.

Anyone who joins it has to pay a price, but not joining is equally difficult.

saint!

Only a saint can help them.

After much difficulty, the demon clan made a mistake and gave the dragon clan such an opportunity. They are going to pull it up no matter what, even if it is for the future dragon descendants!

As for the so-called use of the luck of the future overlord of heaven and earth to help the dragon clan escape the threat of karma.

How can a blank check that cannot be fulfilled make the dragons willingly work for them?

"Demon King, please go back."

"Tell the Demon King that our dragon clan has made up its mind to withdraw from this catastrophe."

After leaving behind the last words, the Dragon King stretched out his hand and swung it, and the surrounding sea water came back under control, breaking the barrier.

Fei Lian's face turned ashen as he looked deeply at the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea. The resentment in his heart was almost about to explode.

He finally let out a silent sigh, and then slowly walked towards the heaven.

Before completing the final task, he had to report the news in the Dragon Palace to the Demon King, at least to let him know what he was going to do next.

The demon race cannot be insulted!

"Dragon King..."

"That Demon King is not to be trifled with. Our dragon clan may be able to obtain the protection of the saint, but can we withstand the attacks of the demon clan?"

A high-ranking sea clan member beside the Dragon King couldn't help but ask.

The demons are not good people. In some ways, they are not much different from wild beasts.

One thing may go wrong.

It may be a bloody storm that cannot be quelled.

Everything will be out of control!

"No need to worry."

"The saint will give us an answer." The Dragon King shook his head and looked in the direction where Fei Lian left, with a hint of pity and indifference in his eyes.

"We will never have the chance to see this demon king again in the future."

"He... is just a mouthpiece."