"By the way, what's your name?"
Jin Wuming suddenly asked with a smile.
“Lin Feng!”
“Lin Feng…”
Jin Wuming recited a sentence to himself and said:
"You saved my people, so I, Tianmen, owe you a favor... I will repay you one day!"
After saying this,
Jin Wuming didn't wait for Lin Feng to reply, he just waved his hand.
The three men, including Jin Ming, who had fainted on the ground, turned into a streak of light and disappeared into the vast night sky in an instant.
Lin Feng watched the other party leave,
The calm expression on his face finally showed a slight change.
So far,
He has already encountered three major spiritual forces,
They are Hehuan Sect, Bingling Palace and Tianmen!
I don’t know which of these three forces is stronger and which is weaker?
"What kind of world is the spirit world?"
"Twilight of the Gods, the ancient catastrophe. Since this old man is at the peak of transcending the tribulation, did he also participate in that earth-shattering battle?"
Lin Feng sighed.
Along this journey,
He cleared away a lot of confusion in his heart.
But as my horizons widen, the mystery seems to deepen!
"Forget it, let me continue roasting my chicken!"
Lin Feng caught another fat Kun chicken from the forest and started roasting it.
…..
The next morning,
Lin Feng continued to rush towards the location marked by the red star on the map.
About half an hour later,
A bare mountain appeared in front of him.
The entire mountain is light green in color, and the surface is shrouded in a faint spiritual aura, with misty clouds, like a fairyland.
The place where this mountain is located is obviously the location marked by the red star!
And at this moment,
There was a group of cultivators scattered around the mountain, searching carefully for something.
A martial god cultivator tried to fly to the top of the mountain.
But just when it flew about ten meters high, it seemed to be attacked by something and fell heavily to the ground from the sky, almost losing half its life.
"Damn, what kind of place is this? There's even a forbidden air formation!"
The Martial God Realm cultivator wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his expression ashen!
As soon as these words came out,
Countless cultivators scattered around raised their heads and looked at the bare green hills in front of them with eager expressions!
No-fly formation?
Could it be that the legendary immortal inheritance is hidden on this green mountain?
"Since we can't fly, then climb up!"
A middle-aged man followed the cracks in the rocks on the mountain and climbed up more than ten meters in a blink of an eye.
Seeing this, the others were all eager to make a move and were ready to follow closely!
This is an opportunity to become an immortal!
No one wants to fall behind!
However, at this moment.
"boom!"
The middle-aged man who rushed forward dozens of meters first suddenly exploded into a ball of blood mist without any warning, without even a scream!
Seeing this scene,
A group of people hurriedly stopped and felt horrified.
That middle-aged man is definitely a powerful martial saint!
How could he die suddenly, and in such a miserable way!
Lin Feng also frowned slightly.
He didn't even find out why the middle-aged man died...
There was no spiritual energy fluctuation, nor any aura of formation formation, it just exploded out of thin air...
Could it be a divine mind attack?
At this moment,
A disdainful voice fell into the ears of everyone present.
"They are just a bunch of ignorant trash from a forsaken land, they know nothing, yet they dare to come and fight for the immortal way inheritance!"
"Swish~"
Everyone immediately turned their eyes to look.
I found that the person who came was a young man wearing a fiery red robe.
The young man was seven feet tall and had an arrogant look on his face, but his face was extremely ugly, with spots all over it, which made him look very awkward.
Behind him were two followers.
The two followers had calm expressions, but a faint spiritual aura surrounded their bodies, and their strength was unfathomable!
"Hiss~ It's Zhao Yan!"
The few spiritual cultivators present immediately recognized the young man's identity.
"Zhao Yan is Fen Gu's true disciple, and his strength has reached the middle stage of the Out-of-Body Realm! His two followers are both powerful Yuanying stage masters!"
"This time, the immortal inheritance has caused quite a stir. It seems that people from some of the major sects in the spiritual world have come. You know, they had no interest in the opening of the West Sea Secret Realm before!"
......
At this time,
A martial arts expert from Earth couldn't help but whisper to his companions:
“It’s actually him!”
"It seems the Pope of the Catholic Church and the Son of God of Sabia of the Holy Water Nation are being hunted down everywhere because they offended him. Their lives are unknown!"
The companion's expression suddenly changed when he heard this.
He immediately signaled the martial artists in the Martial Soul Realm not to talk nonsense, but it was too late!
"Do you two know the Pope and Sabia?"
Zhao Yan asked with a cold gaze.
“No…I don’t know him!”
The two of them hurriedly replied in horror.
They might be considered powerful on Earth, but in front of the geniuses of the spiritual world, they are like ants...
"Since you don't know me, then go die..."
Zhao Yan sneered.
With a casual slap, the two men bled profusely and died tragically on the spot...
Seeing this scene,
Everyone in the field was silent as a mouse, not daring to make a sound.
This is the powerful monster from the spiritual world!
Here, they have almost absolute power of life and death, controlling the life and death of these ants. They can kill whomever they want, and make whomever they want die...
And just at this moment.
Someone in the field exclaimed.
"Oh my god, the genius from Bingling Palace is here too!"
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