After crossing the Shadow River, Lin Feng and his teammates walked into an even more dangerous cemetery.

There are no towering trees, only many bushes, and the dry earth, which has many cracked ravines.

There are no fragrant flowers, but there are a lot of fungi and plants and very special spars, which are not ordinary spars, but can grow like plants.

"This dark blue crystal is rare at the bottom of the sea, I didn't expect that there would be so many zài here. Yu Wenao was amazed.

He and his Naga people were eager to try, and then turned their heads to look at Lin Feng, in this regard, Lin Feng had no intention of stopping him, so Yuwen Ao was very happy to take his subordinates to pick the blue Xuanjing.

As for the other spars, they also collected as many as possible.

Lin Feng was in a trance, remembering that when his strength was not very strong, when he was fighting in the Nine Nether Realms of Aoki City, he was still busy collecting the strange ores inside.

The past is vivid, but it is like a passing cloud, and it is difficult to recover.

Now Lin Feng doesn't care about these so-called precious spars anymore, even if he is the leader of the Golden Sword Alliance, he doesn't bother to personally dismantle these resources.

He understood that the brothers of the Golden Sword Alliance would continue to accumulate foundation for the sect, and there was no need for him to collect materials such as hedrons.

Looking around at the surrounding situation, Chanjuan said curiously: "Brother Feng, just now I said on the stone tablet by the Shadow River that there are many powerful demons on this side of the river, so now it is indeed calm, and there are no changes?"

"Chanjuan, don't underestimate the current environment, the calmer it is, the more it is a precursor to a storm. Lin Feng said very seriously.

Tracy looked at Yuwen Ao and these people from the Naga clan with disdain, and sneered: "It's just some spars, they actually treat them as rare treasures." The moon well of our elven race is the real treasure, which can emit the purest energy. ”

"It's a pity that there are too few of them. I just infiltrated your clan and stole a Star and Moon Stone, and you went to such great lengths to hunt me down. Yuwen said proudly.

Lin Feng believes that this land used to be under the sea, which is why there are so many spars that are often stored on the bottom of the sea. Over the years, it has gone through the vicissitudes of life, which is also said.

It's already noon, but the sun seems to be bright. But it was dissolved by the cold energy filled in the void, and it became a little cold when it shone down.

A cold wind full of salty smell blew by, and then from the shrubs and jungles in the distance, a group of flying snakes flew out, relying on colorful wings, which was clearly the characteristic of the demon beasts under the sea.

These flying snakes were nothing to be afraid of, but on the back of each flying snake, there was a strange man with a mantis head.

"Who are you waiting for?" Lin Feng asked loudly.

"Hmph, that's ridiculous. Do you foreign monks dare to ask with such an attitude, where did you come from, and what is your purpose?" said the strange man at the head of the group.

For such a rude enemy, Lin Feng didn't say much, but said indifferently: "Their aura is very weak, Yuwen Ao, I'll leave these to you to deal with." ”

Yu Wenao happily agreed, just now Lin Feng allowed him and his subordinates to pick so many precious Blue Xuanjing, this is already a great favor. Now it's time to give back some.

"Monk in the green robe, do you really think that our combat effectiveness is very weak? In fact, we used to be from the Dark Flame Tribe, and our cultivation was not Gang Qi, but the power of demon spirits, so you can't see the depth of our cultivation. The leader of the other party sneered.

Lin Feng didn't care, with his rich experience, he didn't think how powerful these so-called people from the Dark Flame Clan were.

Yuwen Ao immediately unfolded the demon wings behind him without hesitation. Flying over in an instant, he picked up two crescent scimitars, and the power was awe-inspiring. The other Naga clan monks also followed, and they were still a little surprised in their hearts: "Why are the enemies in front of you so bold but weak?"

Their Naga clan's weapons are heavy, and they are already expecting their weapons to bombard each other's bodies. What a tragic effect it would be.

In particular, these colorful flying snakes are estimated to be devoid of bones.

The movements of the Dark Flame Clan monks were very uniform, and they all pinched their sword tricks, sending out a intertwined sword curtain in the void in front of them, like a wall glowing with ghostly light, blocking all the weapons of Yuwen Ao and his men.

"With such a passive defense, I want to see how long you can hold out?" Yu Wenao said very indifferently.

To their surprise, as soon as the people of the Dark Flame Clan successfully used this defensive sword curtain, they immediately rushed over to kill it, which was completely inconsistent with common sense.

Yu Wenao and the others were caught off guard, so they had to pick up their weapons and barely parry.

In general, the enemy's defense was very good, and when the knife slashed down, it was immediately bounced off by a layer of demonic energy that shimmered with brilliant brilliance.

What's even more difficult is that they can also cast a very unique secret technique on the flying snake, doubling its speed, Yuwen Ao's attack is ineffective, and he can't escape, and he is in a dilemma.

"Senior Lin, help! My clansmen and I can't compete with the people of the Dark Flame Clan. Yu Wenao hurriedly shouted to Lin Feng for help.

Tracy let her elven archers unleash arrows at will, not to kill as many enemies as they wanted, as long as they could injure Yuwen Ao and his men.

However, to their frustration, even if a large number of arrows attacked like a shower, they were all resisted by the somewhat thin wall of the sword curtain that had not completely dissipated. Even Tracy's three spiritual arrows in a row collapsed.

Tracy suddenly felt an unparalleled sense of frustration, something she had never encountered before when she was an elder in her clan.

Although he doesn't have much affection for Yuwen Ao, he is a descendant of Yuwen Fufeng after all, and Lin Feng will not let the descendants of the old man die, unless Yu Wenao does too much.

"Demons, don't be arrogant, let's see how I destroy your sword curtain wall!" Lin Feng shouted awe-inspiringly, then took out the dragon slaying sword, and spun the sword in both hands and stabbed out.

The wall of the sword curtain in front of him was completely vulnerable to a blow under the extremely powerful dragon slaying sword qi, and it was immediately shattered and turned into a streamer in the sky.

The people of the Dark Flame Clan saw that Lin Feng was so powerful. Its leader shouted, "Wall of Replication!"

They were quite skilled in using this technique, and almost instantly, they summoned a strange wall of aura glowing with dark purple light.

Lin Feng heard the name of this wall a little strangely, the wall of replication, could it be said that it was going to copy something?

He originally planned to break it with his strength, and burst out sixty percent of the Gang Qi of the God Transformation Realm. However, such a serious attack did not have any focus, because this dark purple qi wall had no effect of hindering it at all.

Lin Feng and the Dragon Slaying Sword penetrated this so-called wall of replication at once, and at this moment, Lin Feng finally understood the mystery of this wall of qi.

It can actually temporarily replicate a phantom, and its combat power is similar to what Lin Feng wants, and even the weapons and tricks are very similar.

The reason why it is not exactly the same is because this is not the deity after all, and it is impossible for the Dragon Slaying Sword to be copied into the exact same.

Lin Feng fought against this phantom. I thought it was just a façade, but I didn't expect the phantom to also use the dragon slaying fast sword very skillfully.

This gave Lin Feng an illusion, as if he was looking in a mirror. Originally, the mystery of the Dragon Slaying Sword was to be indomitable, attacking more and defending less, but now the phantom is the same as Lin Feng, attacking desperately.

Besides, the phantom doesn't have any worries at all, he doesn't have a soul of his own.

Seeing that Yuwen Ao was about to be killed by the people of the Dark Flame Clan, Lin Feng thought that he could not delay any longer.

He had an idea. Guessing that the Wall of Replication was a phantus in a similar state to the one he had passed through the wall. So as long as Lin Feng changes the trick he uses, this phantom can't change the trick.

As a result, Lin Feng used the Wu Clan's Golden Body Xuangong to summon eighteen Cloud Splitting Sky Thunder Swords, this sword array carried the power of purple and red thunder and lightning, piercing the void and bombarding the phantom fiercely.

Sure enough, it was as Lin Feng expected. That phantom would still only use part of the dragon slaying sword technique, and it was already very weak to resist Lin Feng's Heavenly Thunder Sword Array.

Lin Feng didn't hesitate, and immediately cast the Luo Shen Wind Trick to flicker over, and fused the eighteen Cloud Splitting Sky Thunder Swords together. Form the Sword of Nine Li. He held the Sword of Jiuli in his left hand and slashed it in the air.

Suddenly, a sword light as long as two thousand zhang appeared out of thin air, Lin Feng did not spare his hand, and this phantom was immediately destroyed by Jiuli sword qi.

Lin Feng understood that if he passed through the wall of replication now, then another such phantage would appear. He was able to think of a deeper problem, that is, this trick would play an incalculable role on a large-scale battlefield.

Just imagine, there are a lot of monks in the battlefield, as long as the wall of replication is placed in a relatively narrow position, and it is easy to defend and difficult to attack, then the monks who fight back and forth will produce a lot of phantoms, which is extremely difficult.

He didn't have time to think about it, he hurriedly attacked the past, and the people of the Dark Flame Clan only now understood Lin Feng's true strength, and scattered and fled in panic.

"Senior Lin, quickly use your archery stunt to kill a large number of krakens, and wipe them all out!" Yu Wenao shouted excitedly from behind.

Because the master of the Dark Flame Tribe scared him miserably just now, he thought that his life would be explained here, and now for the rest of his life, in addition to being excited, then he really wants to take revenge.

Lin Feng glanced back at him and sneered, "You are so powerful, why don't you go and kill it yourself?"

Yuwen Ao saw that Lin Feng was unhappy, and immediately didn't dare to speak, and took his Naga clan monks to retreat to the back.

In fact, Lin Feng didn't get angry, but he just felt that there was no need to hunt down the Dark Flame Clan to the deaths and injuries.

He hurried over, grabbed the three monks of the Dark Flame Clan at random, and asked in a deep voice, "Of the three of you, only one of you has a chance to survive, and that is the person who can tell the secret technique of the Wall of Replication the fastest." ”

Hearing Lin Feng say this, the three monks did not hesitate at all, and hurriedly opened their mouths, saying a lot of inexplicable spells.

Lin Feng now suddenly felt that this peerless discipline needed a while to ponder slowly, so he said: "Since the three of you said it at the same time, then you can all live, but you have to follow my team and obey the orders in the future." (To be continued......)