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Chapter 350

Words:2038Update:22/06/25 08:29:18

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"Good kid! Your reaction is actually so fast! "

A cold shout was heard.

* Swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh … *

Following that, twelve black-clothed cultivators rushed out of the forest. These people all emitted a gloomy aura. Their faces were covered, only revealing their eyes.

The one who spoke was a skinny man. He should be the leader of this group.

"Soul Devourer Palace!"

Lin Feng raised his eyebrows slightly.

This aura was too familiar. It was the blood-robed Beast Tamer! The black-robed Poison Master and the others all had this gloomy and terrifying aura. It should be because they cultivated the same cultivation technique.

The leading cultivator sneered and said, "You're pretty smart to be able to guess our identities. However, no matter how smart you are, you won't be able to escape today. This place will be your burial ground!"

"Heh … That's not necessarily true. The twelve of you won't be able to kill me. " Lin Feng said indifferently.

The leading cultivator sneered and said, "You're about to die, yet you're still boasting shamelessly."

Lin Feng shrugged and said, "Then let's try it."

* Swoosh *

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Feng took the lead and rushed out.

The conflict between him and Soul Devourer Palace was a situation where only one of them would die.

Lin Feng didn't need to ask how these people had targeted him because he knew that Soul Devourer Palace would definitely think of a way to kill him.

"Kill!"

The leading cultivator of Soul Devourer Palace coldly shouted.

* Buzz buzz buzz … *

These people all took out their precious artifact flying swords. These flying swords emitted terrifying fluctuations.

The power of these flying swords was extremely shocking. They were truly supreme treasures that could cut through iron like mud.

Moreover, they were extremely fast.

Twelve flying swords were once again taken out by the twelve experts of Soul Devourer Palace.

These flying swords were controlled by the experts of Soul Devourer Palace. They flew in different directions and attacked Lin Feng.

Moreover, there was a time difference this time.

After the first flying sword attacked, the second flying sword would continue to attack Lin Feng.

The twelve flying swords all had a certain time difference.

In this way, twelve flying swords were formed, and they came at different times to attack.

Lin Feng wanted to send all the flying swords flying, but it became very unrealistic. This was because as soon as he slashed out with his sword, the flying swords that were sent out to slash at him had already attacked.

At this time, it would be very difficult to block the next wave of attacks with his sword.

Taking a step back.

Even if Lin Feng could withstand the second wave of flying swords, he would still be able to withstand the second wave of flying swords.

However, the twelve flying swords were coming at him continuously. How many waves could Lin Feng withstand?

As long as one of the flying swords landed on Lin Feng's body, Lin Feng's head would be separated from his body, and he would die on the spot.

Evidently, the coordination between the twelve of them could be said to be flawless. They had accurately executed their attacks to the millimeter.

The eyes of the twelve Soul Devourer Temple experts were filled with killing intent. In their opinion, Lin Feng was dead for sure. There was no way he could avoid their attacks.

"Hmph."

Facing the attacks of the twelve Soul Devourer Palace experts, Lin Feng sneered.

He waved his left hand, and a black light soared into the sky.

Amidst the black light, a broken jar flew out.

"Kid, you can't be thinking of using this broken jar to deal with our twelve Precious Flying Swords, right?"

"Haha, this kid must have been scared silly, right?"

The twelve Soul Devourer Temple experts burst into laughter, mocking and ridiculing Ye Futian.

Lin Feng's expression was indifferent. He did not say anything.

He activated the Heaven Devourer Jar.

Buzz.

A twisting black vortex formed within the Heaven Devourer Jar.

After the magic treasure was activated, a terrifying devouring power gushed out from the Sky-Swallowing Jar.

Although the Heaven Devourer Jar was damaged, its power was still terrifying. It could devour everything!

Especially …

The Heaven Devourer Jar could forcibly steal other people's artifacts.

This ability was simply heaven-defying.

When the terrifying devouring power released by the Heaven Devourer Jar enveloped the twelve Precious Flying Swords, the twelve Precious Flying Swords that were originally attacking Lin Feng all changed directions and flew toward the Heaven Devourer Jar.

When the twelve Soul Devourer Temple experts saw this, their expressions changed drastically.

"Not good! That broken jar is trying to devour our Precious Flying Swords! Quick, summon the artifact spirits! We can't let that kid devour our Precious Flying Swords!"



Boom! Boom!

The twelve Soul Devourer Temple experts made their moves at the same time. Streams of powerful true energy poured into the Precious Flying Swords.

"God of the Deep Sea! God of the Deep Sea … "

Immediately after, deep voices rang out from the 12 Precious Flying Swords one after another.

Within the Precious Flying Swords, light soared into the sky.

Amidst the dazzling brilliance, twelve colossal existences emerged.

They were gigantic creatures shrouded in a layer of mist. They looked like giant fish, but their heads resembled the heads of lions. It was very strange.

"Huh? These Precious Weapons are all made of Deep Sea Blackstone, right? Even their artifact spirits are the same. "

The Fire Qilin, who was watching the battle from afar, muttered softly.

Deep Sea Blackstone was a type of stone found at a depth of thirty thousand meters.

It contained a powerful spiritual nature and could be used to forge Precious Weapons!

"The artifact spirits of the twelve Precious Flying Swords are the same? Are they all forged in batches? " Lin Feng was speechless. No wonder he felt that the Precious Flying Swords were only low-grade Precious Weapons.

Forging Precious Weapons in batches! No matter how good the materials were! In the end, the power of the Precious Weapons would be reduced by several grades!

Deep Sea Blackstone was an ore! If it was carefully crafted! The Treasured Flying Sword he forged should be a "high-grade Treasured Weapon"!

After the artifact spirits appeared, the twelve Precious Flying Swords' power increased greatly. They wanted to break free from the Sky-Devouring Jar.

Lin Feng sneered, "How laughable. Do you think you can break free from the Sky-Devouring Jar? Sky-Devouring Jar, devour! "

Lin Feng suddenly slapped the Sky-Devouring Jar.

Powerful energy! It poured into the Sky-Devouring Jar!

The Sky-Devouring Jar's aura became more and more terrifying!

With the Devouring Martial Spirit, Lin Feng could maximize the Sky-Devouring Jar's power.

When the Devouring Martial Spirit's power was poured into the Sky-Devouring Jar by Lin Feng, the Sky-Devouring Jar's power increased rapidly.

"God of the Deep Sea! God of the Deep Sea! "

The artifact spirits of the twelve Precious Flying Swords roared loudly, trying to break free from the Sky-Devouring Jar.

But it was useless.

The twelve Precious Flying Swords quickly flew towards the Sky-Devouring Jar, shrinking in the air.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh …

When they reached the Sky-Devouring Jar, they shrank to half an inch and were immediately swallowed by the Sky-Devouring Jar.

After the Sky-Devouring Jar swallowed the twelve Precious Flying Swords, it forcefully cut off the connection between the twelve Soul Devourer Temple experts and the twelve Precious Flying Swords.

"Wah …"

The twelve Soul Devourer Temple experts suffered a backlash and all of them spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Little bastard, how dare you steal our Precious Weapons! We'll tear you to pieces!"

The twelve strong cultivators of the Soul Devouring Temple were looking at Lin Feng, they were filled with hatred and hatred. Their facial expressions were distorted.

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