Chapter 376 Now that You Are Here, Why Rush to Leave?

Jun Fengyao's eyes were calm and she said softly: "No need to be polite, please help me kill the powerful enemy."

At this moment, she really succeeded to the throne. She was in control of the formation and the golden dragon of luck of the Holy Emperor Palace, and could play their true role.

Although she had not yet won the hearts of the people in the world and could not gather the power of the people in the world.

But it was more than enough to gather the power of civil and military officials to kill the invading enemies.

Jun Yan's ministers all said yes, and then a stream of power floated out of them and gathered towards the golden dragon of luck.

The golden dragon of luck became extremely solid, roared and pounced on the Nether Sword Saint in the sky, cooperating with the formation of the Holy Emperor Palace to strangle the Nether Sword Saint with all its strength.

The Nether Sword Saint was entangled by Lin Fengmian, and was already stretched to the limit. At this moment, seeing the formation and the golden dragon of luck strangling him, his scalp was numb.

With Lin Fengmian cooperating with the golden dragon of luck, he was no different from attacking a saint's lair.

He didn't care about exposing his identity. He just wanted to leave the Holy Palace first and make plans.

Lin Fengmian stopped the Nether Sword Saint and said with a sinister smile: "Since you are here, why are you in a hurry to leave?"

The Nether Sword Saint was entangled and said angrily: "Boy, don't be ignorant of your own behavior!"

Lin Fengmian used his evil god domain to cover the four directions and said grimly: "I don't know how to behave, what about you?"

The Nether Sword Saint was surrounded by the Golden Dragon of Luck and Lin Fengmian, and hurriedly said: "Ye Xuefeng, Jun Fengyao, stop it!"

"I am the Nether Sword Saint under the command of the Tiansha Palace! I am here to take you back to the Tiansha Palace to meet the Supreme by order of the Supreme."

Lin Fengmian had been wondering why the Supreme of Tiansha and the Nether Sword Saint got involved, and he couldn't help but stop when he heard it.

"You said by order of the Supreme?"

The Golden Dragon of Luck can be regarded as the incarnation of Jun Fengyao. Seeing that he stopped, he stopped attacking the Nether Sword Saint.

The Nether Sword Saint thought he was scared, and said with a cold and arrogant smile: "That's right, the Supreme summoned you to the Tiansha Palace!"

"If you know what's good for you, you will go back with me to meet the Supreme, otherwise I can only take you back."

Although he wanted to capture Lin Fengmian and take him back, since this kid has become a saint, he naturally has to trick him to go there.

Anyway, the Supreme only said to take him back to the Tiansha Palace, and didn't say to take him back, so please go back.

As long as he goes to the Tiansha Palace, can he still escape from the Supreme's palm?

People can't be so rigid, they have to adapt to circumstances.

Lin Fengmian frowned and said, "Why did the Supreme summon me?"

How could the Nether Sword Saint know this? He was just an errand boy.

But he said arrogantly: "You will know when you go there!"

Lin Fengmian laughed coldly: "So you don't know either, then there is no value in keeping you, die!"

He was murderous, and countless sword qi flew out from all directions in an instant, rushing towards the Nether Sword Saint.

The Nether Sword Saint didn't expect Lin Fengmian to suddenly explode, and was hit by several swords without warning.

He didn't care about anything else, and quickly expanded his own domain - the Nether Ghost Domain.

The surroundings were suddenly filled with thick fog and ghostly aura, as if the real Nether Ghost Domain had descended on the world.

The Nether Sword Saint said angrily: "Boy, what are you doing? Do you want to be an enemy of my Tiansha Palace?"

Although he wanted to capture Lin Fengmian, he hadn't even told him his purpose yet, and this guy attacked him directly?

He was a member of the Tiansha Palace. In this Beiming, who wouldn't give his Tiansha Palace some face?

This young man actually dared to attack directly. Didn't he know how powerful the Supreme Tiansha was?

Lin Fengmian's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he said coldly: "You liar, stop pretending to be the Nether Sword Saint and swindling people here."

"How could the Nether Sword Saint hide his head and show his tail, let alone come to my Jun Yan Shenghuang's succession ceremony to cause trouble!"

He pretended to be stupid and dumb, while trying his best to kill.

This Nether Sword Saint must die. If he doesn't die, who will make room for Luo Xue?

Now time is tight, how rare it is that this fool foolishly delivered himself to the door, and still hid his head and showed his tail.

If you don't take the opportunity to pretend to be stupid and kill him, and keep him for the New Year?

The Nether Sword Saint hurriedly accepted the move and said anxiously: "I am really the Nether, look at the Nether Ghost Sword in my hand and this Nether Ghost Domain!"

But you can never wake up a person who pretends to sleep.

At this moment, Lin Fengmian was determined to kill, and he was merciless.

Seeing Lin Fengmian take action, Jun Fengyao also controlled the Golden Dragon of Luck to kill the Nether Sword Saint.

The Nether Sword Saint didn't expect that he didn't check the almanac before going out today, and he met two fearless lunatics in a row, who didn't even give face to the Supreme Heavenly Demon.

He could only fend off the attack of Lin Fengmian and the Golden Dragon of Luck while roaring.

"Ye Xuefeng, Jun Yunshang, are you despising the Supreme and want to declare war on my Heavenly Demon Palace?"

His figure appeared and disappeared in the lightning, wandering on the battlefield like a phantom, and his sword moves were even more bizarre. One after another, the phantoms turned into sword beams and pounced on Lin Fengmian.

Each attack of these phantom sword beams was accompanied by violent sword energy fluctuations, making it difficult to grasp their true position.

After hearing his words, Lin Fengmian snorted coldly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

He pressed one hand on the Golden Dragon of Luck, wiped his eyebrows, and shouted softly: "Burn the love!"

The resentment from all directions of the Junyan Dynasty was forcibly brought by the Golden Dragon of Luck, poured down, and injected into Lin Fengmian's body.

The already weak Golden Dragon of Luck was drained of its strength by his move, and scattered back into the Sea of ​​Luck.

Jun Fengyao was powerless to sit on the throne, and could only look at the battlefield in the sky with worry.

Lin Fengmian activated the Burning Love for the purpose of a quick victory, and secondly, he was reminded by the Nether Sword Saint that he did not want Jun Fengyao to continue to interfere in this matter.

He can kill the Nether Sword Saint, but Jun Fengyao had better not get involved.

After a moment, Lin Fengmian opened his dark eyes, his strength soared instantly, and his insight reached its peak.

He was no longer troubled by these phantom sword lights, and could easily distinguish the real from the fake.

His figure dissipated, and suddenly appeared behind the Nether Sword Saint, slashing at the back of the Nether Sword Saint with a sword, and the thunder sword light illuminated the boundless ghost domain.

The Nether Sword Saint felt the crisis and hurriedly used the Dharma of Heaven and Earth - the Nether Soul Shadow.

His Dharma looks like a hundred-foot ghost shadow, sometimes gathering into a huge entity, and sometimes splitting into countless ghosts.

Each ghost carries a cold breath, as fast as thunder, like an invisible blade, flexibly wandering in the Nether Ghost Domain, as if the ghost of the Nether Hell is dancing on the battlefield.

"Your move is interesting."

Lin Fengmian's voice was cold and gloomy, and he was surrounded by black mist. The hundred-foot-high Eight Desolate Evil God quietly appeared in the darkness.

The Nether Sword Saint snorted coldly, and the Nether Ghost transformed into countless ghosts and attacked Lin Fengmian.

Lin Fengmian was not afraid, and his sword wings were like a black hurricane, driving violent lightning to cut through the sky.

The four heads of the Eight Desolate Evil God were flamboyant and fierce, with sword wings flying and eight arms waving, like the ghost king of the boundless ghost domain.

The Dharma images of the two Mahayana saints kept interweaving in the air, and the sword energy and shadows covered the entire battlefield.

The thunder and the power of the Netherworld collided fiercely, the lightning flashed, and the ghost shadows swayed, as if it was a duel between darkness and light between heaven and earth.