Chapter 1842: The power of the **** of good fortune

The first thousand eight hundred and forty-two chapters
"Lin Feng, are you really not going?" Qiu Shenmie calmed down after hearing this.
"I'm just going to an avatar. The power of this avatar is less than one ten thousandth of mine. The true body stays in the temple to entertain guests." Lin Feng stood with his hand holding his hand: "More than that, many of my brothers are here. "
"You mean to do it during the banquet?" Qiu Shenmie said in shock.
"Yes, so many of us will have evidence of absence. Don't worry, I will handle this matter cleanly." Lin Feng said with self-belief in his tone.
"It's a matter of great importance, Lin Feng, you think twice." Qiu Shenmie held his hand and stood up: "Presumably the master of the temple told you that the horror of the steps of the gods, I am afraid that the Shakyamuni of your human race is coming and going. We must drink hate on the spot."
"Yes, Lin Feng, I hope you still think carefully, how sure are you?" Di Yi said with a serious expression.
"I want to know how powerful the Gods Ladder is?" Lin Feng asked.
"The power of the ladder of gods is not under the clock of good fortune, why? Do you want to try and make preparations?" Di Yi looked at Lin Feng with interest.
"Yes, I want to try and calculate the power." Lin Feng quietly looked at the sky above the temple and said: "Please also the Lord of the temple to release his power to suppress me."
"But this is your incarnation, come here with your real body." Emperor Yi looked at Lin Feng and said.
"The avatar and the avatar are the same in defense." Lin Feng looked at the temple void and said, "Even the avatar is the same for one ten thousandth."
As soon as these words came out, Qiu Shenmie and the master of the temple changed their expressions wildly.
"Impossible, Lin Feng, this is against common sense." Qiu Shenmie shook his head and said: "The defense force depends on the strength of the body, how can the clone and the deity be the same."
"Yes, Lin Feng, don't tell me that this is the characteristic of your supernatural powers, even if the supernatural powers are against the sky, this is impossible." The emperor shook his head and said: "Is this your blood supernatural powers? No, the blood of Xuanhuang should not in this way."
"of course not."
Lin Feng shook his head and said: "It has nothing to do with my blood, look." Lin Feng's palm stretched out as he spoke.
Numerous rays of light appeared on the palm of his hand, like stars, and a series of brilliant blood name imprints appeared in Lin Feng's palm. At this moment, the star map formed by the blood name imprint was more profound.
It's like a new world is hidden.
"Hands of Destiny!"
Di Yi and Qiu Shenmie were stunned looking at Lin Feng's hand, Lin Feng actually grasped the hand of fate.
The blood of Xuanhuang and the Hand of Destiny appeared on one person at the same time, something that had never happened before and now.
Or yes, but no history books record this situation.
"So, it's no wonder your son will have a destiny body." Qiu Shenmie muttered to himself: "I should have thought of this long ago."
"Lin Feng, you hide so deep, so deep, according to the record, the master of the hand of fate can control fate, and can share any attacks, is this true?" Diyi looked at Lin Feng and said.
"This is true, it is of great importance. Please forgive the Lord and the Great Elder." Lin Feng stepped up to salute respectfully.
"Lin Feng, don't compromise our destiny." Qiu Shenmie hurriedly helped Lin Feng and said, "I really can't see it."
"My real attack power is not necessarily strong." Lin Feng smiled bitterly.
"You are really not satisfied. With a fist, nothing in the ten directions can avoid your attack. It is enough." The emperor cursed: "Dozens of characters who have survived the small gods, it is impossible Is it from Beimo Temple?"
"Western Heaven and Beyond Temple, Dark Temple, Underworld Temple, Suzaku clan, Dragon Clan, Xian Clan, God Clan, Taixianzhou several forces." Lin Feng did not hide it, and told these two people.
In the North Desert Temple, the only ones who can desperately maintain his line are Qiu Shenmie and Emperor, who are in charge of the North Desert Temple.
Therefore, Lin Feng did not intend to conceal this matter.
"Okay, okay, it's really hard to imagine, you have so many characters laid out." The emperor looked at Lin Feng and said with admiration, "God bless my Beimo Temple."
"Who are they?" Qiu Shenmie asked in confusion.
"The others are from younger generations. These four people are in charge of merit." Lin Feng waved his sleeves, and these figures appeared in the void one after another.
"Nine Desires, God Desires, Mad Shura, Emperor Zhongshen, I didn't think there were four of them." Di Yi looked at these four.
"So, these four people have completely obeyed your instructions?" Qiu Shenmie said in shock.
"You can say that." Lin Feng said with a smile.
"The method is powerful enough, and the layout is so large without any sound. The other young generations have survived the small gods." The emperor together.
"After all, my plan is to let Long Rixian defeat Long Ri Dao and take charge of the Dragon Clan's criminal law, and then use him as a chess piece to send medicinal pills and two semi-sacred artifacts to Emperor Qin." Lin Feng explained: "Yes. When the steps of my gods are suppressed, I can use my incarnation as a medium to resist, and with the addition of my human race, Shakyamuni Tathagata, I can retreat even if I cannot defeat it."
"You still underestimated the Dragon Clan." Di Yi shook his head.
"I haven't finished. I want to set up a peerless killing array in the East China Sea to lure young dragon masters over and kill them all. In addition, they dig the tombs of the dragons. There are several elders under the stairs of the gods." Lin Feng said. .
"One point chance." The emperor was slightly startled, and then went silent.
"One point chance?" Lin Feng frowned upon hearing this.
"You still underestimate the power of the gods' ladder. Even if there is a strong person presiding over the gods' ladder, you can't escape." Qiu Shen said, "You know that when the blood of Xuan Huang came out of your body, those Why don't people dare to approach the temple?"
"Is it because of the of good fortune?" Lin Feng said.
"Yes, it's the shock of the of good fortune." Qiu Shenmie proudly said: "Although you are trapped by the killing formation, they broke the killing formation in an instant, and they will directly kill it back. At that time, you can't run away, in fact. If you are welcome, you will not have any influence on the result if you take them away."
"The artifact is so terrible?" Lin Feng looked at the of good fortune in silence.
"Come on, I will release my strength first to suppress you, you try." The emperor smiled.
"Okay, I will try the power of the of good fortune." Lin Feng looked at the of good fortune and said: "I'll go out."
"No, it's the same here." The emperor stood with his hand, his figure walked up, and suddenly his big hand stretched out.
The shadow of an ancient clock appeared in his palm. This ancient clock had a simple atmosphere, and the melodious sound of the divine bell rippled out from it. The text on the ancient clock was very vicissitudes of life, and it has gone through many years of washing.
A mysterious air current flows on the ancient clock.