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Chapter 419 The Temple of the Devil (1)

Chapter 421 The Demon King’s Heavy Duty (Part 1)

How many ten thousand people are there? It is boundless. Under the gaze of ten thousand people, few people can walk freely, and few people dare to raise their eyes. Lu Feng is different. The total number of people in the Jinyiwei organization is more than 18,000. In addition, there are many scenes where he once led the army to fight, and tens of thousands of people stared at him alone. However, those people are ordinary people.

Most of the ten thousand cultivators are close to the early stage of distraction. A small number of them have the cultivation level before and after the late stage of distraction. A very small number of them have the power in the late stage of distraction. The most powerful people have reached the realm of peeping the void. These people's eyes flashed with cold light, staring at one person. This scene makes people feel cold when they remember it. The pressure of more than 10,000 cultivators is like Mount Tai, which can make ordinary people's flesh and blood shattered on the spot by the faint energy.

Even Lu Feng and the Anonymous, a cultivator who may have reached the level of the Cave Void Realm, and an incomparable demon who has reached the level of the Daluo Heavenly Immortal, were all muscles tightened under the gaze of more than 10,000 cultivators, and their foreheads were cold sweat falling down. They were unable to raise their heads and faced them. The more than 10,000 cultivators were just guards of the outer five pyramids! Just these guards on the outer side, there were more than 10,000 masters with all Nascent Soul cultivation. It can be imagined that there are still many terrible masters inside the pyramid.

A drop of cold sweat slid gently from Lu Feng's nose. Wuming hummed very carefully: "So many masters, if they rush up a dozen or dozens of them, I can suck them all dry... More than 10,000 Yuanying can make me immediately become the king of Ten Thousand Demons!... But more than 10,000 people... This is a bit scary. Even Kunlun, who is known as the strongest Taoist sect in the Central Plains, only how many disciples are under their sect?" Wuming narrowed his eyes and thought for a while, and found that if these more than 10,000 cultivators with the divine stage cultivation level took action at the same time, ten of them would be smashed into powder. He immediately restrained his demonic energy and acted like a lady of a noble family. He followed Lu Feng step by step, and walked forward slowly.

"Shi Liu" made a sharp roar. More than a dozen people with huge flesh wings, more than three meters long, with sharp fangs in their mouths, and only scales on their bodies. There were scales on their bodies. There were extremely violent purple light mists all over their bodies. The magic fluctuations made Lu Feng's heart hurt quickly jump off the monster. The helmet, which led the lead, had three sharp horns on his helmet, and his eyes were filled with madness and cruelty, and a cold snorted coldly from Lu Feng. A disdainful snorted sound from his nose. He led the fifteen companions behind him into a strong wind and rushed into the largest pyramid in the middle.

The Angkor's body shivered suddenly and said in surprise: "God, they have at least succeeded in the tribulation. These guys, they, they..." Her pretty face was filled with horror, and her body trembled violently like reeds in the autumn wind. The strong men floating nearby couldn't help but feel happy when they saw the Angkor's surprise appearance, and suddenly burst into crazy laughter, as if they thought it was surprising and fear was a very interesting thing.

Lu Feng felt heavy in his heart. He saw what he saw along the way. How strong is the "master" behind Yuan Sheng and the others? Most of the people seen here are warriors in armor. But how many Taoists like Fire Armor and Water Armor are there? According to the average ratio, a master in the divine stage can correspond to hundreds of Jindan stage masters. So, can there be millions of low-level cultivators on this continent?

‘Millions’, Lu Feng’s face was sweating more, and his body suddenly felt a heat. Impossible? The number of millions of monks is really scary. However, Lu Feng suddenly thought of the slave wizards he saw on the way he came... Well, maybe this mysterious master only cultivated these masters, and those monks with low Taoism and insufficient qualifications had already been stuffed into the ditches.

The tall portal on the base of the pyramid looked like a monster's mouth, and there was no light in the dark rectangular door hole. Only a few people in robes and extremely slim figures stood near the door hole. The strange and clear voice suddenly sounded again: "What? Don't you dare to come in? Come on, I have no malice at all."

"It's strange that there is no malice." Lu Feng murmured to himself as if he hadn't given candy. The voice seemed to find Lu Feng's complaint so interesting, and he couldn't help but laugh a few times. The warriors guarding the pyramid probably never heard the laughter of the man, and they all showed an incredible look. A few of the timids were already quickly pulling down their face armor and secretly floated to the outside for more than ten feet.

The dark and long corridor was tilted towards the underground. Lu Feng and Anonymous actually had the illusion that if you continue walking along such corridors, you will definitely walk to the eighteenth floor of hell. A new portal will appear between the corridors, but looking at the guards standing outside the doors, you will understand that these portals will not be open to you. Therefore, Lu Feng and the others could only walk along this straight corridor.

For a long time, Lu Feng felt that he seemed to have passed through tens of thousands of barriers like sticky glue. He led several short guards to bypass thousands of vicious traps. He then arrived at an extremely tall and extremely large hall. The magnificent hall with a length of more than two hundred feet wide, but only a dozen oil lamps floating in the air provide light, making the hall look so quiet and full of deep breath from the underworld.

He took a long breath, and a chill silently soaked Lu Feng's body along his nose. The Anonymous body shivered and looked at Lu Feng in horror. This hall was not like the atmosphere of the human world at all, it was like being in another space. The breath that was absorbed into the body was like the corpse accumulation of the Great Ghost Su. The evil cold was penetrated by the bones, and the strong aura of death. The two couldn't help but approach each other, and their bodies were trembling and stuck together, barely feeling a little bit of weak warmth from each other's body.

The entire hall released an endless cold air, like a layer of mountain monuments that were hundreds of millions of feet deep, pressing heavily on Lu Feng's heart. There was no need to have any thoughts of resistance, and the Yuan power in Lu Feng's body seemed to be frozen, and his soul was frozen into a piece of pork oil. His heart was dead and he couldn't turn any thoughts.

"Master, super expert!" Lu Feng reacted subconsciously. In addition to the cold aura emitted by the hall itself, the trace of evil and vicious cold aura was released from an unheard of terrifying master. A super expert who could make Lu Feng, who far surpassed the Peeking Void Period, feel absent-minded and unable to raise any thoughts of resistance. "Da Luo Jinxian? No, even Da Luo Jinxian would not make me look like this. Moreover, how could the immortal release such a powerful cold aura?"

Cold, as powerful as the tide, but as smooth and cold python-like spiritual consciousness slowly penetrated out of a void point in the hall and rushed towards Lu Feng and Anonymous's body. Anonymous exclaimed, his body shivered suddenly, and even moaned from his mouth that the physical intercourse between men and women reached the peak of spiritual desire. Lu Feng scolded. Although his spiritual consciousness did not have the idea of ​​resisting, his body naturally responded.

The phantom of the Fragrance Seal flashed in a flash, and a golden light turned into a light banner, protecting Lu Feng's body inside, blocking the invasion of the evil spiritual consciousness. A slap was bursting, and a slap was wide and about a foot long, like a swimming fish. It flew out from Lu Feng's forehead with countless tiny scales, turning into a blue light, and shot towards the direction the spiritual consciousness was transmitted.

With a loud "clang", Lu Feng's body trembled, and the golden light transformed from the Flowing Sky Seal was smashed to pieces. The blue light transformed by the flying knife was even more twisted in the void, but it seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer of billions of pounds. It bounced back with the blue light rain all over the sky, and crawled back to Lu Feng's forehead in a mess.

Lu Feng's body trembled, his hands flipped violently, and subconsciously drew out three spiritual techniques. A stream of chaotic Yuan power soared into the sky and condensed into thirteen pillars with faint black light. Starlight shot down from the void, and the thirteen pillars followed an extremely strange trajectory. With the loud "roar" sound, a black storm protected Lu Feng and the Anonymous. The witch clan's body protection spell was extremely powerful, and the cold air attacked from the outside disappeared without a trace.

After her heart relaxed slightly, Lu Feng finally had the time to think, thinking about who released such a powerful but strange spiritual sense to explore him. The Anonymous beside her had already gasped and her body fell softly to the ground. Looking at her appearance, she was clearly invaded by the divine thought full of yin energy. The heavenly thunder triggered the earth fire. A stream of lustful fire rushed straight to the spiritual platform, but was attacked by the evil spirits from outside, as if she had fought with the human body for three hundred rounds, and her energy was exhausted.

Gripping his teeth and kicked the Angkor's lower abdomen. Lu Feng's Chaos Yuanli rushed into the Angkor's body with great righteousness. "Damn it, stand it up! You an old zombie that has not been rotten for thousands of years, damn it, are you still interested in the activities between men and women?"

The Anonymous face turned cold, and a few fangs suddenly appeared in her mouth. Judging from her appearance, she was eager to hug Lu Feng's calves and bite them. But at this moment, a black light shot from somewhere. With the roar, the protective spell emitted by Lu Feng was broken completely. The powerful spiritual consciousness did not allow Lu Feng to have any room for resistance. It was like mercury leaking into Lu Feng's body from 18,000 pores. It was like being poured down from his head with ice water in the middle of winter, Lu Feng was shocked, and his divine consciousness had already investigated Lu Feng's abilities without hesitation.

As his mind turned sharply, Lu Feng's chaotic essence suddenly shrank into a small extreme, and the vast dark true essence unique to the Great Destruction Heart Sutra filled Lu Feng's body. Under the influence of the Chaos primordial essence, nine golden elixirs surrounded by black air suddenly formed from Lu Feng's nine chakra veins. The dark true essence of the Great Destruction Heart Sutra followed a unique trajectory and flowed rapidly among the nine golden elixirs.

The spiritual sense overbearedly turned Lu Feng's body thoroughly, but he could not find the extreme that stored all the chaotic energy of Lu Feng. It was very slow, and the divine thought slowly with extreme satisfaction. A clear but boundless evil voice sounded in the hall: "Lu Feng, it's very good. You can actually practice the Great Nirvana Heart Sutra to this level. Well, you have other adventures, right? Otherwise, how could nine golden elixirs appear in the nine wrist wheels? Hehe..."

The green lights were extinguished one by one, and a hazy light shot down from the top of the hall. It was like a black mist appeared in the light column. The twisted black mist brought a hundred times thicker and cold air. The sound seemed to smile happily: "Fortunately, Yuan Sheng painted your true appearance image. This holy recognized you, otherwise he would have used the great magic power to make your flesh and flesh into mud, and torped your soul into the Nine Nether Hell, and suffer the endless pain forever."

With the help of Lu Feng, the anonymous man finally stopped the desire like a raging wave in his body, and jumped up in anger. The supreme heavenly demon was attacked by the desire, and almost burned out the essence in his body by the desire. If this was spread, it would be a huge joke. But she didn't dare to look at the black fog more. It was just a exploration of the spiritual sense, so she almost destroyed her Taoist foundation. She thought that she was no match for such a terrifying person, so she would rather hide as far as possible.

Lu Feng licked his lips, took a long breath, looked at the dark halls around him, and then looked at the portal behind him that disappeared at some point, and lazily spread his hands: "Oh, after hearing what you said, are you still my acquaintance? Since he is my acquaintance, either an enemy or a friend, why not let me see your true face?" He let out a few lewd laughs with an evil spirit, and Lu Feng looked at the black fog with a disbelief: "Can you be the naked yellow girl, you can't stand it?"

The black fog shivered violently, and the powerful murderous aura spread around. The Anonymous body shook and retreated behind him in a little horror. Lu Feng let out a clear roar, and he stepped forward a few steps towards the powerful murderous aura. With a "clang" sound, a blue light took action. The strong cold air immediately forced the evil aura around him to retreat hundreds of feet. Lu Feng's "Cold Fragrance Sword" took action, and his power was extraordinary. A dozen meters long green light swept around, like a dragon, protecting him inside.

A soft applause sounded in the black fog. "Okay, it's good. Hehe, I am just appreciating your unfearing character. Even though I know I am not my opponent, I still dare to draw my sword towards me. It's a bit like a warrior of my clan." The black fog dissipated in strands, and the Lord Saint revealed his body in front of Lu Feng. This time his description was very different from the last time. This time, the one who appeared in front of Lu Feng was a young feather about a meter tall, with a face as jade as a crown, seven feet long, and a long hair with purple light floating in the air like a living creature.

After shaking his wide sleeves, the Lord Saint looked at Lu Feng and smiled without blinking: "Good boy, good baby, if it weren't for the damn barrier that blocked the magic power of this saint, I would have found you long ago. Your character is just like my appetite, and your magic power is acceptable, especially if you are cruel, sinister, and well-versed in the art of power and conspiracy, it is hundreds of times better than the little baby of the dead ghost Murong Tian... How about it, worship me as the main and do my business for me, there will always be your benefits in the future."

With his laughter, the cold air in the hall disappeared completely, and a little bit of bright fire light flashed continuously, and the gloomy and quiet hall finally seemed a little popular. The heavy pressure felt by the Anonymous also disappeared, and the frozen true energy in her body also surged, slowly replenishing her energy.

Lu Feng looked cautious and looked very bitter and revenge. The green light transformed from the cold sword in his hand was even more powerful, and gradually turned into a green light as thick as a bucket. Slices of snowflakes as big as palms fell from the green light, forming a mysterious formation in the air to protect himself and the Anonymous. Suddenly, he raised the corner of his mouth, and an extremely evil smile appeared on his face: "This senior probably has never been to the kiln in this life, right? Even if he went up the brothel and went down the kiln to prostitute girls, it was clearly a transaction of money and sex, but he still had to set up a archway and pay attention to some mood. When did you see the red card on the Qinhuai River taking off all his clothes and waiting for you on the bed, and you threw the silver to the madam and fucked the woman?"
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