Sign In From the Sky

On the top of the avenue, all beings are lonely!

Before that supreme will swept past, Lin Feng really felt the threat of death, so he poured all his mind into covering his breath.

Although Lin Feng's cover-ups were nothing but a kid's trick in the face of supreme existence.

But after all, due to the abnormal state of the supreme being, only a trace of mind was separated, so Lin Feng's energy was not completely locked.

Even so, such an inadvertent glance can also regard the rules of the Undead Mountain as nothing, breaking all secrets, and overwhelming the world!

The means of supreme existence can be seen.

The feeling of being noticed by the supreme being was completely different from the gaze of Emperor Ruthless.

The former just stands on the long river of time, quietly watching the ebb and flow of the years.

For Lin Feng and her, it was just a slightly peculiar flower in full bloom on the vast avenue, and occasionally passed by, but after all, it couldn't get into her heart.

The latter is the deepest horror in the Undead Mountain. With a cold gaze full of vicissitudes, he wilfully looked at the roots and feet of the intruder Lin Feng.

Once Lin Feng is discovered, the fate he is about to face is undoubtedly the word "death", and there is no chance of luck!

This is the gap between realm and heritage.

With the supreme strength of existence, Lin Feng's life and death can be grasped with just a ray of coercion!

Although Lin Feng was confident of the supreme existence of this undead mountain, he would never break away from the source of the gods and chase him because of such a "little character".

But even if the possibility of an accident is only one in ten million, it is enough to make Lin Feng fall into a mortal situation, so he has to be extremely cautious.

Forcibly leaving the barren cliff and ancient cave area, Lin Feng came to a vast woodland.

The black trees, black branches and leaves, as well as the countless ancient bones buried in the ground, give people an extremely depressed feeling.

"Everlasting years, how many monks who have come to the end of their lives, knowing that they are desperate, have fallen on this land."

Lin Feng went forward and saw countless peculiar sights along the way. He couldn't help feeling: "Unfortunately, the forbidden zone of life can't save your lives. There is a great terror hidden between the heaven and the earth, and there is a way of heaven that restricts the life of all, and does not break the shackles. How about longevity?"

He didn't look down on these people, but was so touched by their helpless embarrassment in despair.

Isn’t that the case with the self in the previous life?

Lin Feng continued to move forward, his expression becoming more indifferent, restraining the light in his eyes until it was so deep that no one could see his heart clearly.

The mountain breeze is bleak, and everything in the Undead Mountain seems to symbolize the darkness of death and end.

The endless crying, secretly echoed in the endless void between the mountains.

They exist in the remains of the years, and they have the courage to pursue the avenue.

What is ridiculous is that if you lost to them or lost to Tiandi, they became abandoned sons beheaded by the years. No one remembers that they ever existed.

The more Lin Feng saw, the firmer his belief in breaking the world and liberating fate.

He never wanted to be like these people, buried in the ruthless years in obscurity, until time flies, and finally forgotten by the world.

"Rumble..." A thunderstorm-like sound of water came, deafening.

Lin Feng looked up and saw a turbulent river traversing the two mountains.

The river water is black, lifeless and full of endless weirdness!

And within that Heihe, there is a strange spring trickling with yellow water, and the two sceneries blend together, making it even more permeating.

"Stay, Huangquan..."

Lin Feng's eyes were clear, and he went straight to Heihe.

Ahead, I saw a crystal clear plant in the center of the strange spring, swaying with the wind.

The most eye-catching thing is that its whole body is actually rippling out of the atmosphere of the avenue!

No matter how you look at it, it is also a great ancient medicine!

Release it, it will definitely arouse countless holy land powers to scramble wildly for the treasure!

But when Lin Feng saw it, he looked the same, because he knew the roots and feet of this plant.

Blooming at the junction of the Yellow Springs of the Styx River, on the edge of life and death, how can such an environment give birth to holy ancient magical medicine.

This is clearly a nether grass!

During the battle to defend the Holy City God King not long ago, the three old men who suddenly emerged from the living dead took the Nethergrass by chance.

Therefore, it has become that kind of person, not human, ghost but not ghost.

Although they have survived for many years as a result, they are always under the pain of backlash, and the feeling of not being able to survive and not be able to die is no longer a continuation of life, but torture.

Lin Feng knew from the bottom of his heart that Nethergrass did possess the properties of the ancient magical medicine, but it also had fatal flaws that could not be ignored.

This strange thing nourished in the Yellow Spring of the Styx contains endless death energy, and it has always overwhelmed vitality.

A monk serving the Nethergrass, under normal circumstances, will only do more harm than good, and the three living dead elders are a lesson for you.

From this point of view, its value system generally recognized in the monastic world does not appear to be that important.

But Lin Feng still has a great interest in Nethergrass.

He possesses the immortal mark and the immortal mark, the former swallows death and strengthens, while the latter absorbs soul breath and strengthens.

Perhaps, after the two are raised to a certain level, they can offset the side effects of Nethergrass and turn its fatal flaws into nourishment!

With the opportunity in front of him, Lin Feng would naturally not let it go. Even if he used the pupil of the **** king, he let go of his consciousness and searched the situation in the Yellow Spring of Styx.

"what?"

Lin Feng's eyes flickered, and he vaguely saw the depths of the Styx, revealing a huge dragon-shaped skeleton: "There is actually a sleeping Primordial creature...No, this breath is exceptionally vast, it is very likely to be the Primordial royal family!"

In the Ten Thousand Dragons Nest, all the scenes of the Taikoo royal family's claws squeezed and exploded, still vividly remembered!

The power of this kind of existence has been verified by time, and it is truly terrifying creatures.

The Primordial creatures Lin Feng perceive can withstand the power of the stagnant water of the Styx River, which is sure to be extraordinary.

Whether it was the Primordial Royal Family or not, Lin Feng could not cope with it just by relying on this terrifying aura.

Do you want to go?

Lin Feng thought secretly, but the immortal mark on his eyebrows was slightly hot at this moment, and his heart moved, after all, he took the first step.

The greater the risk, the greater the chance.

The role of Nethergrass is very precious to him, and it is worth fighting for.

Lin Feng urged the immortality mark, released the dead aura to wrap around his body, blended with the environment of the Styx Yellow Spring, and took the second step silently.

"Boom..." The waterfall sounded violently, and Lin Feng accurately manipulated the dragon energy to melt countless black splashes of splashing.

The whimper of the wind in the mountains was driven by the power of Styx.

In this gloomy area, except for the turbulent turbulence, everything is terrible.

"Very well, it seems that as long as I don't touch the water of the Styx, I won't disturb the sleeping Primordial Fetish."

The situation is very gratifying. After confirming that this method is feasible, Lin Feng speeds up and walks through the air.

Whoosh!

In just a few breaths, he crossed the barrier of Styx and came to the location of Huangquan.

The Nethergrass that exudes the aura of the avenue was just half a meter away, and along with Lin Feng's approach, it also emitted a weird gloom.

Lin Feng was overjoyed, but did not relax his vigilance.

While releasing the imprint of urging immortality, releasing lifeless energy to cover up the vitality, letting the nether grass relax his vigilance, he slowly leaned his hand forward.

Time became extremely slow at this moment.

Lin Feng's expression was calm, and he was sticking out his big hands little by little, getting closer and closer to the Nethergrass, and the latter showed no sign of resistance!

Everything is developing in a good direction...

But just as the corner of Lin Feng's mouth raised slightly, and he was about to put the treasure in the bag... Abnormal changes suddenly occurred!

howl! ! !

Yin! ! !

In the distance, the roar of the beast and the roar of the dragon sounded at the same time, deafening, and instantly disturbed the space here!

"Boom boom boom!!!"

Almost in an instant, the turbulent Styx became frantic!

There was a stormy sea in the center of the Styx!

There was a sound wave, and the water on the river was splashing, reaching a height of a hundred feet!

It's messed up!

It's all messed up!

This movement immediately awakened the Primordial creatures in the depths of the Styx from their deep sleep!

There was a harsh rubbing sound in front of Lin Feng, and a huge black dragon's tail was rotten, suddenly protruding out of the river, releasing a shocking coercion!

"Damn it!"

Lin Feng's face became cold, he quickly plucked the Nethergrass, and wanted to turn on the pupil of the **** king to escape.

But the house leak happened to rain in the night, and God knows why this Huangquan, which has lost its most precious treasure, will also riot along with it!

At the moment when the Nethergrass was picked by Lin Feng~www.wuxiaspot.com~ a lot of yellow water spouted out of the yellow spring!

These yellow waters are terrifyingly corrosive, even if it is touched by the cultivators of the dragon, it will definitely be eroded into corpse smoke!

Lin Feng had to interrupt the casting, move and avoid!

Puff puff! ! !

Lin Feng escaped the crisis of Huangquan eruption, but at the same time, he also lost the best time to retreat!

He stood high in the sky with a face of indifference, slowly looking back, but saw the dragon head alien beast king who had encountered in the ancient cave before, cruising above the groggy sky, and sent him a dragon roar that shook the mountains and rivers!

There was a bit of pride in that voice!

And below the Dragon Head Alien Beast King, a big earthquake trembled, the shadows covered the mountains and the wild, densely packed with alien beasts!

Such a favorable situation, instantly became a dead end!