Lin Fenghan, who had broken through the illusion, was covered in darkness and dimness.

Lin Fenghan's body was soaked in a viscous scarlet pool of blood, and the surrounding white skeletons were floating and sinking in the sea of ​​blood.

With a harsh ghost cry, the endless ghosts let out a shrill scream and rushed towards Lin Fenghan overwhelmingly.

Are there ghosts plagued by them?

Is it over?

Lin Fenghan felt a little angry, and sneered, and used "Tianyou Xuan Gong", and his body was filled with gloomy light, and a stream of pure darkness naturally emanated. "Tianyou Xuan Gong" is a body training sacred text from the Tiangang Continent. It is said that it was created by the Lord Tianyou Zun, and it is the most yin and evil!

Strengthen the original mind, break other evil things, crush the falsehood, and kill all the demons in the heart.

Lin Fenghan ignored the fierce ghosts who rushed over and moved the "Tian You Xuan Gong" to the extreme. My heart is dark and evil, and all evil spirits are not invaded! Blush! The ghost light flashed by, and the evil ghosts turned into ashes and disappeared completely.

"Dao Ren Jin, show up. These methods cannot shake me at all."

Lin Feng was leaning against this dim and irrelevant world. He raised his head and looked into the distance. A faint sound spread throughout the space like thunder.

"Junior, this is not the place you should come, just retreat quickly."

The vicissitudes of life contain a kind of pressure from the soul, which slowly spread into Lin Fenghan's ears. Under this sound, ripples rippled in his body.

Above the ancient aura, thunder roared wildly like an angry dragon, and the loud noise made the world tremble violently.

On the ground not far ahead, a mountain suddenly broke through the ground, rose up from the ground, and finally stood up. On the top of the mountain, there was a huge throne. On the throne, a figure in a yellow fur robe sat straight, and a trembling aura slowly spread out.

Lin Fenghan looked at the figure on the throne and smiled slightly: "Senior was once a person with the Tongtian cultivation level in the Immortal Yuan Continent, but now he is just a stubborn thought. Why not leave it to me and pass it on to the world again?"

"I dare to speak loudly in front of the real person by just the basic realm of cultivation!"

Hearing Lin Fenghan's words, the figure under the throne suddenly opened his eyes, and an extremely terrifying soul wave rushed out like lightning, shooting fiercely at Lin Fenghan like a sword blade.

At that moment, Lin Fenghan did feel that his soul was greatly squeezed. Seeing this, Lin Fenghan's soul completely exploded and barely resisted.

"I see."

Taoist Jin seemed to see through Lin Fenghan's original master and suddenly stood up. The moment he stood up, the heaven and earth around the mountain collapsed and opened.

"A person who re-cultivates is the peak of the true man's false immortal realm. Even if you were in your peak period, the true man still didn't take it seriously at all. How dare you fight with the true man now?"

"The peak of the pseudo-fairyland?" After hearing these words, Lin Fenghan's heart jumped violently, and a little shock appeared in his eyes. The Jin Taoist, who had a weak sword monument, had such a terrifying cultivation level during his lifetime! No wonder the illusion set up was so real that he almost lost!

"If you really have the cultivation level during your lifetime, I naturally dare not fight with you, but now you are just an obsession." Lin Fenghan took a breath slowly. His soul suddenly expanded by hundreds of feet at this moment, like a giant standing between heaven and earth, looking down at the Jin Taoist from a high place. With a huge palm, he rushed towards the latter fiercely.

"Rareless!" Taoist Jin suddenly raised his head, shouted angrily, and pressed the ground with his palms. Suddenly, the earth in this space immediately trembled violently.

Countless huge palms broke out from the ground, like heavy rain, bombarding the body of the soul giant transformed by Lin Fenghan.

The powerful attack caused Lin Fenghan's soul body to emit violent fluctuations. He did not dare to neglect at this moment. His soul light flashed, and a strange gray force surged out, and then he rushed out fiercely.

The moment it came into contact, the countless giant palms were shattered away, and even suppressed the vibrating earth.

"Your soul actually contains the power of ancient darkness?! Is it because of the martial arts..." During this contact, the Jin Taoist's expression changed suddenly, and then his hands formed a strange technique like lightning. Suddenly, there was a restlessness between the heaven and earth, and the space was waving violently at this moment.

"Shenque Swallows the Sky!!"

An extremely terrifying pressure rippled up. Under such pressure, the sky and the earth broke into pieces in an instant, and it looked like it was ruining the world.

Like a storm, everything swept through this space, and everything turned into nothingness under the devouring power. The dark light enveloped here. Only a lonely mountain stood in this dark void. On the top of that mountain, Taoist Jin sat back on the throne.

"Dao Ren Jin is not a loss for being a person who practices the world tens of thousands of years ago."

The dark space was soon replaced by wisps of faint light. Lin Fenghan was surrounded by dark light. The phantom of the soul stepped on the void and walked step by step to the front of the mountain. He looked at the residual soul of the Jin Taoist on the throne and smiled respectfully.

Seeing Lin Fenghan's soul being severely damaged and still smiling unchanged, Jin Dao Ren showed a rare smile on his face after a while, and his body slowly leaned against the throne, "The skills you have practiced are close to perfection, and it is useless to pass on my inheritance."

Lin Fenghan smiled softly and insisted: "I hope the seniors will fulfill their promise!"

"The person who inherits the true human beings is a destined person. Since you have met my requirements, I will naturally give you what you need." Taoist Jin smiled slightly, spread his palms, and with his illusory body condensed a red sword and fluctuations in his martial arts.

The technique must be the method of practicing by Jin Dao Ren, and the red sword is simple and unpretentious. The most attractive thing is the sword body of the red sword. On the red crystal used to create the sword body, there are clouds of fire rolling, just like an endless stream of fire sealed inside the sword body.

This flame is not an ordinary flame, nor is it the Yuan fire used by monks. It is the kind of heavenly fire that will be completely burned to the point where the corpse is gone.

"This sword is called Da Yan Taotian. I have followed the real person to enter the cultivation world for many years." Taoist Jin stroked the sword body, with endless sadness on his face, and murmured: "After all, I lost to the True Dragon in one move, a half-stage! Sadly!"

The sound was filled with a vicissitudes of ancient times. After a long time of caressing the big flame, he finally sighed, waved his palm, and the red sword and martial arts flew away towards Lin Fenghan.

And his body also began to completely dissipate in an instant. At the moment when it dissipated, the mountains and thrones collapsed down rumblingly, and finally turned into nothingness and dissipated.
Chapter completed!