More than thirty middle gods watched the ancient sword gods enter the ancient battlefield by the river.

After the ancient sword god entered the ancient battlefield by the river, the monkey spirit grinned and said: "Eight-armed god, how long do you think this ancient sword god can survive inside?"

The eight-armed god smiled playfully and said: "Monkey spirit, you actually have the nerve to ask this, why don't we just give the ancient sword god a happy death? Now that he enters the ancient battlefield by the river, he will only die in a very painful way."

"Hey, eight-armed god, you can't say that. I'm doing this for his own good. Maybe if he really has a great opportunity, not only does he not die, but he breaks through?"

The eight-armed god couldn't help but rolled his eyes and asked: "Monkey spirit, you have touched your conscience and said, is this possible?"

The monkey spirit smiled slightly and said: "Okay, don't talk about this anymore. After the death storm passes, we should go in now."

"What does the life and death of a half-step mid-level god have to do with us?"

………

On the other side, the Ancient Sword God had just entered the ancient battlefield by the river, and his whole face changed wildly.

"Master, run quickly, it's a death storm!!"

Lin Zifeng could feel that the aura of death here was very terrifying.

But if it were just this kind of power, it would not be enough to threaten Lin Zifeng's spirit.

Lin Zifeng took one step forward, left the Time Pagoda, and at the same time put the ancient sword spirit into the Time Pagoda.

Then, Lin Zifeng activated the Evil God Rune and began to crazily devour the power of death.

These powers of death entered Lin Zifeng's body, and Lin Zifeng began to age rapidly, as if he would turn into a withered skeleton in the next moment.

The Ancient Sword God and the Xuanwu God were very worried. They knew very well that if Lin Zifeng died here, they would also die.

"Master, run quickly, these powers of death are not something we can fight against." Xuanwu God was extremely anxious.

The Ancient Sword Spirit even sounded frightened, "Master, this is

The power of death in the death storm is more than ten times stronger than usual. Even the middle god cannot withstand it, let alone other people."

The corners of Lin Zifeng's mouth raised, and a faint smile appeared on his face, "I don't know if other people can bear it, but I can bear it!!"

Lin Zifeng is not bragging, he can really handle it!

Because he discovered that after he swallowed the power of death, although it could not be directly converted into his attributes, it could not harm him.

Because his holy body was in the recovery stage at this time, the power of death swallowed by Lin Zifeng condensed into a bead filled with the power of death.

This bead is a bit like the golden elixir that was condensed in the mortal world.

Of course, the power of the Death Pearl is much stronger than the power of the Golden Pill.

Moreover, Lin Zifeng discovered something very interesting. He could mobilize and use the power in the Death Pearl condensed in his body.

Although it is not as powerful as its own attribute power, it can still exert powerful power.

With this thought, the power of the Death Pearl condensed in Lin Zifeng's hand became stronger and stronger.

"The death storm in this ancient battlefield by the river doesn't seem to be a bad thing to me, but a great thing."

Lin Zifeng murmured to himself, and while swallowing the power of death, Lin Zifeng also began to move forward.

The more than thirty middle-level masters who stayed outside the ancient battlefield by the river before probably knew that a death storm was taking place inside, so they stayed outside and did not come in.

And the biggest reason why they let the ancient sword gods come in was also the death storm.

They felt that given the level of cultivation of the Ancient Sword God, after entering, they would definitely die in the face of the death storm.

It's a pity that they made a miscalculation, that is, Lin Zifeng is a monster-like existence!!

"Master, your method is really too perverted. You can actually swallow the power of death that even the gods fear." More than thirty middle gods watched the ancient sword gods enter the ancient battlefield by the river.

After the ancient sword god entered the ancient battlefield by the river, the monkey spirit grinned and said: "Eight-armed god, how long do you think this ancient sword god can survive inside?"

The eight-armed god smiled playfully and said: "Monkey spirit, you actually have the nerve to ask this, why don't we just give the ancient sword god a happy death? Now that he enters the ancient battlefield by the river, he will only die in a very painful way."

"Hey, eight-armed god, you can't say that. I'm doing this for his own good. Maybe if he really has a great opportunity, not only does he not die, but he breaks through?"

The eight-armed god couldn't help but rolled his eyes and asked: "Monkey spirit, you have touched your conscience and said, is this possible?"

The monkey spirit smiled slightly and said: "Okay, don't talk about this anymore. After the death storm passes, we should go in now."

"What does the life and death of a half-step mid-level god have to do with us?"

………??

On the other side, the Ancient Sword God had just entered the ancient battlefield by the river, and his whole face changed wildly.

"Master, run quickly, it's a death storm!!"

Lin Zifeng could feel that the aura of death here was very terrifying.

But if it were just this kind of power, it would not be enough to threaten Lin Zifeng's spirit.

Lin Zifeng took one step forward, left the Time Pagoda, and at the same time put the ancient sword spirit into the Time Pagoda.

Then, Lin Zifeng activated the Evil God Rune and began to crazily devour the power of death.

These powers of death entered Lin Zifeng's body, and Lin Zifeng began to age rapidly, as if he would turn into a withered skeleton in the next moment.

The Ancient Sword God and the Xuanwu God were very worried. They knew very well that if Lin Zifeng died here, they would also die.

"Master, run quickly, these powers of death are not something we can fight against." Xuanwu God was extremely anxious.

The Ancient Sword Spirit even sounded frightened, "Master, this is

The power of death in the death storm is more than ten times stronger than usual. Even the middle god cannot withstand it, let alone other people."

The corners of Lin Zifeng's mouth raised, and a faint smile appeared on his face, "I don't know if other people can bear it, but I can bear it!!"

Lin Zifeng is not bragging, he can really handle it!

Because he discovered that after he swallowed the power of death, although it could not be directly converted into his attributes, it could not harm him.

Because his holy body was in the recovery stage at this time, the power of death swallowed by Lin Zifeng condensed into a bead filled with the power of death.

This bead is a bit like the golden elixir that was condensed in the mortal world.

Of course, the power of the Death Pearl is much stronger than the power of the Golden Pill.

Moreover, Lin Zifeng discovered something very interesting. He could mobilize and use the power in the Death Pearl condensed in his body.

Although it is not as powerful as its own attribute power, it can still exert powerful power.

With this thought, the power of the Death Pearl condensed in Lin Zifeng's hand became stronger and stronger.

"The death storm in this ancient battlefield by the river doesn't seem to be a bad thing to me, but a great thing."

Lin Zifeng murmured to himself, and while swallowing the power of death, Lin Zifeng also began to move forward.

The more than thirty middle-level masters who stayed outside the ancient battlefield by the river before probably knew that a death storm was taking place inside, so they stayed outside and did not come in.

And the biggest reason why they let the ancient sword gods come in was also the death storm.

They felt that given the level of cultivation of the Ancient Sword God, after entering, they would definitely die in the face of the death storm.

It's a pity that they made a miscalculation, that is, Lin Zifeng is a monster-like existence!!
Chapter completed!