Mud Plow Abyss!

The abyss is endless, and the mud plow is rumored to be billions of miles deep.

The depths of the entire abyss are extremely dark, sometimes lightning and thunder, sometimes chaotic laws of the heavens, sometimes countless overcast winds struck across the sky, terrifying, some powers are too strong to damage the heavens, while others are extremely weak, even if The gods can also pass.

In short, it is mysterious and mysterious.

At this moment, there are two figures floating in the time and space tens of thousands of miles under the mud plow abyss, and the owners of these two figures are Zi Yan and Lin Feng.

"Roar!"

An angry roar came from Lin Feng's throat.

Countless wind blades attacked from the void, densely dense, showing black and gold, drawing strange arcs in the void, just like the path of the day.

Each wind blade is like a sharp sword at the level of the central god.

At this moment, there are countless wind blades sweeping madly.

"clank.!"

At this moment, Lin Feng is holding a black sky sword in his hand. The sky sword is shining with a faint light. He holds the sky sword and shoots out of the air, resisting these wind blades, and every sword cuts out a brilliant glow. Huaguang went straight into the void.

Scarlet blood shed from his body.

His complexion was pale.

When he first landed in this abyss, he was able to deal with it easily, but after a long time, he felt unstoppable. This is equivalent to the endless central gods who used peerless swords to kill him. These swords light source in every corner of the space, and The speed is very violent.

On the other hand, Zi Yan was standing around her, she looked comfortable.

The graceful figure is indefinite in the void, and these blade lights seem to pass through her body, but they did not hurt her at all.

"Do you want to help resist?"

Zi Yan looked at the embarrassed Lin Feng and smiled.

"Haha!"

Lin Feng laughed at the sky and said: "How can I resist a man as a man? I came to this mud plow despair to experience me and let me break through new realms and levels. If you let you resist for me, it would what sense."

"Also stiff!"

Zi Yan's beautiful eyes whitened Lin Feng and said: "It was only the time we left the three sticks of incense. You are pale now. After nine days and nine nights, I don't know what you are like."

"This is just what I want."

Lin Feng smiled and said, "I just want to use this to break new levels and realms."

"Humph!"

Zi Yan looked at Lin Feng and said, "Just dream. I remember that you just broke through a new realm and want to step into a new level and realm? It's just wishful thinking."

"It's not necessarily."

Lin Feng looked at Zi Yan and said, "Zi Yan, why can you easily resist? This wind blade doesn't seem to cause you much harm?"

"This is natural!"

Zi Yan looked at Lin Feng and said, "Just like you said, I am already inhuman in a strict sense, and many things here have little effect on me."

"I really envy."

Lin Feng looked at Zi Yan and smiled and said, "You don't care about me, I will gradually sharpen it. I must improve my realm. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

"Boom!"

A brilliant light burst from him as he spoke.

This splendid light was purple-gold, and it was Lin Feng's primordial spirit. This primordial spirit was tall and burly, with a torch-like gaze, and extremely sharp.

"Lin Feng, you are crazy!"

Zi Yan watched Lin Feng jump out of the primordial spirit directly, and suddenly said anxiously.

"Hey!"

Lin Feng smiled and said: "I only flew out half of my soul, and the other half of my soul controlled my fleshy shell. I vowed to fight for nine days and nine nights today!"

"You lunatic!"

Zi Yan couldn't help cursing when he heard Lin Feng's words.

"Zheng!"

At this moment, Lin Feng's purple-gold primordial soul appeared in the hand of a heavenly sword. The heavenly sword was extremely sharp, and a powerful sword burst out from inside.

The sharp blade light directly shattered many wind blades in time and space.

"clank.!"

The harsh sound of knives exploded in this time and space.

Lin Feng's deity and Yuanshen came out together, each holding a heavenly sword madly fighting with the surrounding wind blades, Zi Yan saw this and did not stop.

The image of the three bodies is like a drop in the sea falling in the mud plow abyss.

In this way, Lin Feng started a round of penance!

Both the deity and the primordial spirit clone are madly running the Great Destiny Vigorous Heavenly Art, while the peerless sword technique in their hands is running to the extreme level, fighting fiercely with the wind blade here.

Time gradually passed.

Lin Feng was so painful that he couldn't make a living.

The powerful will supports his **** battle, and the power on his body slowly rises, regardless of power, flesh and blood, or soul, undergoing tempering.

Nine days and nine nights passed.

The surrounding Fengjian gradually calmed down.

However, the surroundings became even darker and colder, and even the primordial spirit could not detect the darkness around.

Lin Feng's figure fell down in the void, and his purple-gold primordial spirit was faint, almost disappearing, and his face was as pale as Zi Yan.

"Zi Yan, are you okay?"

Lin Feng looked at the pale-faced Zi Yan with a smile, and while speaking, his pale golden soul turned into a ray of light and entered his body.

At the same time, he runs the Great Destiny Vigor Heavenly Skill.

A vast breath of life emerged from his body, nourishing his body.

"Dead Lin Feng!"

Zi Yan's beautiful eyes whitened Lin Feng and said, "It's all you can do. If you didn't work hard along the way, how could I suffer along the way."

"Hey!"

Lin Feng smiled upon hearing the words: "Zi Yan, you have worked hard."

"Come on this."

Zi Yan looked at Lin Feng and said.

"Where are we now?" Lin Feng said, looking at the endless darkness around him: "After sinking for so long, haven't you reached the mud plow despair?" "The mud plow despair entered the moment you jumped into the mud plow abyss. "Zi Yan looked at Lin Feng and explained: "The area we have experienced is called the entrance to the mud plow. This time we were lucky and did not encounter a strong hurricane. In the past, a Taoist **** in my Jiang family was killed by the strong wind as soon as he jumped into it. Before

After less than half a candle incense. "

"Enough!"

Lin Feng cursed after hearing the words: "Zi Yan, if you say that at the same time enter here, the strong under the Taoist **** will all die?"

"All to die!"

Zi Yan looked at Lin Feng's beautiful eyes with a trace of sorrow and said, "My two brothers also died on this desperate trip to the mud plow."

"Then you have to live even more."

Lin Feng looked at Zi Yan and said softly: "Zi Yan, by the way, I teach you a secret technique. You can restore your vitality when you practice, and it will be easier when I let you incarnate."

"Thank you!"

Zi Yan nodded after hearing this.

"See it clearly."

Lin Feng looked at Zi Yan and smiled and said, "I only write it once." As he spoke, his hand slowly drawn lines of fonts in the void, each line of words carrying a profound way of fate.

"Lin Feng, this is a great destiny!" Zi Yan watched Lin Feng write a scripture and lost his voice.