Lin Zifeng looked at the shrouded pagoda, with a strong look of disdain flashing in his eyes.

"Is this an attack? It's really too weak."

Lin Zifeng's physique was already comparable to that of an early third-level loose immortal, and the methods of these Mahayana-level geniuses were really not worth mentioning in his eyes.

The Pangu stick in his hand swept out, and the pagoda was thrown away. There were cracks on it. Finally, because it could not withstand the terrifying power contained in Lin Zifeng's stick, the pagoda shattered directly.

"How...how can it be so powerful?"

The eyes of the leader of the Spirit Clan's genius widened. The strength displayed by Lin Zifeng had already made him feel tremendous pressure.

"Don't hold back, this human ant is not simple."

The leader of the Spirit Clan's genius shouted lowly and took the lead in displaying his own magical power.

I saw him continuously making seals in his hands, and the phantom of a fire phoenix appeared from behind him, killing Lin Zifeng.

Lin Zifeng was not afraid at all, he still held the Pangu stick and brought it down.

"Bang!!"

With just one blow of the stick, the phantom of the fire phoenix was shattered into pieces, unable to withstand Lin Zifeng's attack at all.

"Haoyue, imprison!"

A low shout came, and Lin Zifeng felt a strange force descend on him, imprisoning his body.

"There are some ways, but that's all."

The corners of Lin Zifeng's mouth raised. If it were him before, he might have a hard time withstanding the power of confinement.

But now that Lin Zifeng's physical strength has reached the level of a third-level early-stage loose immortal, his whole body's strength exploded, and this imprisoning force was broken by Lin Zifeng.

"Is that human being?"

There was a genius from the Spirit Clan with an ugly expression on his face, and he sacrificed treasures one after another in an attempt to deal with Lin Zifeng, but in the end they were unable to do anything to Lin Zifeng.

"Your strength is still there after all.

It's too weak, you can die."

Lin Zifeng mobilized the power of chaos with all his strength, coupled with the magical power of Wan Nian and his own powerful physique, these geniuses of the spirit race were really vulnerable to him.

The five geniuses of the Spiritual Race were killed one after another by Lin Zifeng.

After dealing with these five geniuses of the spirit race, Lin Zifeng immediately devoured their soul power, and then put away all their storage bags.

Beyond the Dark Mountain.

The Six-Eyed Spirit Tribe was waiting, but suddenly, he seemed to have sensed something, with a look of shock and anger on his face.

"How could this happen? Five more geniuses from the Spiritual Race have died?!"

The Six-Eyed Spirit Clan is a little unbelievable. He himself is a Spirit Clan, and he is very aware of the strength of the Spirit Clan.

In the same realm, the genius of the spirit race is definitely the most powerful existence among the five major races.

But just like this, five of the geniuses of the Spiritual Race died at the same time.

"It requires at least three times more strength to do it. Among the five major races, no single race can achieve this step."

The Six-Eyed Spirit Tribe was very sure of his judgment, "Could it be that the genius of the human race and the dark elves have joined forces?"

"No, the possibility is too small. It can only be that some powerful creature in the dark mountain has awakened."

This is not the first time that the five major races have come to this dark mountain to hunt for treasure. Naturally, they know that there are some very terrifying beings sleeping in this dark mountain.

The strength of these beings is almost all at the level of loose immortals, and may even be second-level, third-level, or fourth-level loose immortals.

No matter who the geniuses of the five major races are, as long as they encounter the strong man sleeping in the dark mountain, they will definitely be in trouble.

"Liuyan, judging from your appearance, your spirit clan's progress in the Dark Mountain is not going very well,"

The master of Sanxian from the demon clan looked at Liu Yan jokingly, as if it was a very difficult thing to see the six-eyed spirit clan being defeated.

"Hmph, don't make sarcastic remarks about me. Don't think that I don't know that the five major races all have casualties. It's just a question of whether they die more or less."

The six-eyed spirit clan snorted coldly, quite dissatisfied.

When they entered the Dark Mountain before, their spirit race had all suffered injuries, but never like this time, more than half of the geniuses had already fallen in such a short period of time.

"In my opinion, there should be some extremely terrifying existence awakening in the dark mountain, otherwise the people of our five major races would not have suffered such serious losses."

The Bone-Sealed Loose Immortal spoke unhurriedly, the best among their human race was the genius.

Among the five major races, the human race should be the weakest in terms of individual combat effectiveness.

But even so, the human race can still compete with other races.

The most critical point is quantity!

The human race has a large number, and its speed of reproduction and growth is unimaginable for other races.

Humans conceive in ten months and become adults in eighteen years.

But what about the demon tribe? There are countless demon tribes who have not yet reached adulthood after ten years of pregnancy and a hundred years.

Especially their top dragon clan, it will take thousands of years to reach adulthood.

As for the elves and demons, their pregnancy time, growth time, and difficulty in pregnancy are all higher than those of the human race.

Therefore, if the human race loses some geniuses during this trip to the Dark Mountain, the Bone-Sealed Loose Immortal will not be too sad.

On the other hand, if the other major races, especially the Spirit Race, which has extremely difficulty in reproducing, lose some

Tianjiao, that's completely different.

………

Lin Zifeng didn't know what was going on outside the dark mountain. At this time, he counted the storage bags of the five spiritual geniuses. There were not many spirit stones in the storage bags, but they could solve Lin Zifeng's current urgent need.

Of course, for Lin Zifeng, the most important thing is the divine power.

After devouring these five spiritual geniuses, he could clearly feel that the ray of divine power in his body had strengthened a bit.

Although this sacred power is still very weak, Lin Zifeng can still feel its absolute supreme power from it.

Lin Zifeng even doubted whether this sacred power could compete with the power of chaos.

Ever since Lin Zifeng merged with the attributes of chaos, his power of chaos has been invincible.

There is no other power that can compete with his power of chaos.

However, the strands of sacred power extracted from the spirit clan made Lin Zifeng feel that he could compete with the power of chaos.

"It's not enough, I need more divine power."

Lin Zifeng's eyes were burning. In order to become stronger, he would not mind stepping on white bones to achieve the throne.

With a movement of his body, Lin Zifeng walked forward. There were many secret treasures in the secret mountain. Lin Zifeng naturally wanted to obtain as many secret treasures as possible before leaving.

Moreover, Lin Zifeng was quite excited about the harvest in Blackstone Castle. If he could find another treasure land similar to Blackstone Castle, then his strength would be able to reach a higher level.

Lifting his eyes, Lin Zifeng looked at the sky, "Father, protect me."

As he spoke, Lin Zifeng increased his speed and headed in one direction at high speed.
Chapter completed!