Lin Fei knew better than anyone that the 108 Immortal Emperors were already a big trump card in the hands of the Netherworld Palace. At that time, the strongest group of elders in the Heavenly Demon Maze were all killed by him.
Retreat?
Very normal!
Not long after.
A bunch of palaces appeared in Lin Fei's vision.
A huge black canopy covered the crowd of palaces, hanging down lights, protecting the Nether Palace in the mountain gate formation.
.........
Above the canopy.
Wuhen appeared in the sky, looking at the young man in black coming from a distance with a complicated expression.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, you are very brave. You really dare to come to the door by yourself. Could it be that you can compete with our Nether Palace with your own strength?" The Nether Palace cold wind blew behind Youming Wuhen.
From now on, Youming Wuhen dares not regard Lin Fei as a young man anymore.
"Hahaha, why don't you dare to destroy your Nether Palace?"
Lin Fei laughed loudly, raised his sword and came out, the sword river was vast and slashed with one sword.
A sword thrust blood!
System analysis and simulation, the simplest sword technique!
"Shameless guy!"
Youming Wuhen dared not resist, so he turned around and entered the black canopy. The sword river slammed on the canopy, the sword river rippled, and the sword rain flew.
Puff~~
The reaction was fast, and Youming Wuhen was still churning by the terrifying power, and he vomited blood in big mouthfuls.
Chapter completed!