Chapter 1245: beat

Chapter 1245
"Huh!"
The power of the yin wind of the three flavors blows away in the void, and this void puts the Buddha into the Nine Nether Realm, and everyone's primordial spirit feels blown away.
Even the two of Yunyan and Yunluo felt the great crisis.
"Sanwei Yinfeng!" The golden-clothed youth said with an ugly expression: "He has completed the Ghost King Sutra!"
Ghost King Sutra!
Among the human beings in the gods, it is also a kind of supreme jerk.
However, there are very few people who have cultivated this kind of unique knowledge. There is no other reason, and only the three flavors of Yin Feng can be cultivated.
However, Sanwei Yinfeng only exists in the Nine Nether World, and of course there are some spatial cracks in the God Realm, but such spatial cracks are too difficult to find, even the entire Ming Empire may not find one.
Therefore, very few human beings can cultivate this magical skill.
Lin Feng was lucky, and when he was in the lower realm, he encountered a space crack, and the shamisen Yin wind emerged from it, and only then did he cultivate the Ghost King Sutra.
"Ghost King Sutra!"
The purple brocade boy lost his voice: "There are very few people in our entire Northwestern Province who can cultivate."
"Sanwei Yinfeng!"
Princess Yunyan stared at Lin Feng's figure with a sneer: "Yunluo, you have found someone who is hidden, you can find even such a person."
"God is fair to me!" Yun Luo smiled, but was shocked in his heart. This guy was just the one he picked up on the road.
But I don't want to cultivate the Ghost King Sutra.
"Brother Feng, awesome!" Tang Yingjun and Li Xiaosa excitedly hugged each other. They made a right bet this time and made another windfall.
"Lin Feng, let me learn about your shamisen yin wind!" Ye Rudao said indifferently: "Let me see what is so powerful about the Ghost King Jing!"
"Haha, as you wish!" Lin Feng laughed loudly when he heard the words, and the shamisen wind was constantly blowing from his soul.
The same change is extremely cold and fierce, revealing the profound meaning of Chaos Sword Art to the fullest.
"Zheng!"
As soon as the two voices fell, their primordial spirits started a fierce confrontation in the void, and this confrontation was even more fierce and terrifying.
"Zhengzheng!"
Like the violent collision of gold and diamonds, the incarnation of the two souls is getting faster and faster in the void.
The sword is soaring into the sky, extremely fierce.
The shamisen yin breeze filled the void, the pitch blackness was incomparable, and the wind was so fierce that everyone felt that their primordial spirit had a feeling of blowing away. They retreated one after another, watching the battle between the two great powers.
A half-step through the sky strong, cultivated a peerless sword path, although a poor cultivation base, but cultivated a rare ghost king.
"Zheng!"
The primordial spirits of the two great powers did not know how many times they collided, and violent collisions erupted in the void, erupting incomparably brilliant brilliance, extremely dazzling.
After this collision, the avatars of the two people stopped and stood in the void, clicking, and the sound of clicking came from the void.
The primordial spirits of Lin Feng and Ye Rudao shattered one after another in the void, but the moment that Lin Feng's primordial spirits shattered, they directly gathered together.
"Roar!"
Ye Rudao's primordial spirit uttered a violent roar. With his strong will, his primordial spirit was united again and barely gathered together.
"boom!"
As he gathered together, the overwhelming shamisen wind erupted from Lin Feng's soul, like a volcanic eruption, extremely violent, with a devastating aura.
Once blown by this shamisen yin wind, his soul will completely collapse, and his cultivation will be ruined.
Just when Ye Rudao was about to desperately resist, this shamisen Yin wind stayed in the void.
"I lost!" Ye Rudao's primordial spirit returned to his body, his face pale, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
As soon as these words came out, Princess Yunyan’s pretty face was extremely cold, and the two youths in golden brocade and purple brocade looked at each other with a helpless smile.
Ye Rudao is too unlucky.
I bumped into a freak like Lin Feng and fought a soul with someone who had cultivated the Ghost King Sutra.
"The ruler is long and the inch is short." Lin Feng looked at Ye Rudao and said, "If you don't fight for the soul, I will lose."
"Brother Lin, I have been taught." Ye Rudao arched his hands, and while speaking, Ye Rudao turned and walked towards Princess Yunyan.
"This is 1,100 high-grade sacred stones!"
Princess Yunyan ignored Ye Rudao, but directly took out a cloth bag, threw it out, and flew directly to Princess Yunluo.
"Thank you Sister Yan." Princess Yunluo smiled charmingly and caught this cloth bag.
"Huh!" Princess Yunyan snorted coldly and turned and left with Ye Rudao and others.
"Lin Tongling is really amazing. This is 400 high-grade sacred stones." The golden-clothed young man walked up and said with a smile, holding a cloth bag and handing it to Lin Feng while speaking.
"It's just a fluke to win." Lin Feng smiled and took the cloth bag.
"Haha, those who can cultivate the Ghost King Sutra are very human. They must let the soul enter the shamisen wind to blow day and night." The purple brocade boy also walked over and handed Lin Feng a cloth bag. Wang Mansion, I will entertain Brother Lin as a banquet."
"Haha, thank you." Lin Feng smiled and took the bag and said.
"Humph!" Yun Luo snorted coldly, "Old Qi, what do you mean?"
"Don't be nervous, Yunluo, I don't mean anything else." The purple brocade-clothed youth laughed and said, "Well, congratulations on finding a good leader." While speaking, he turned and walked towards the depths of the Great Taiyuan Pavilion.
The golden-robed boy also turned and left.
"Congratulations to Brother Feng!" Tang Yingjun and Li Xiaosa came over with a smile, looking at Lin Feng with admiration.
Especially Li Xiaosa was depressed.
Why didn't I convince Lin Feng at the beginning? How about a fight with Lin Feng?
"Take it." Lin Feng smiled and took out 100 high-grade sacred stones and handed them to the two people: "Enough to support the family this time, don't add a house."
"Yes, yes, Brother Feng." Li Xiaosa and Tang Yingjun couldn't help but laugh after hearing the words. They really developed this time.
"Sister Qing'er, thank you for your trust." Lin Feng smiled and came to Qing'er's side and said with a smile: "This is 100 high-grade sacred stones. I will pay for what I see at night."
"Really?" Qinger said with a bright smile on her face.
"Really, how can I lose my faith when I say to give you a gift." Lin Feng smiled proudly.
"Humph!"
Princess Yunluo snorted coldly after hearing this, "The auction will begin soon."
"You want to kill me!" Qinger suddenly whispered to Lin Feng's ear, "Princess!"
"Princess." Lin Feng laughed and chased up after hearing the words: "Princess, his subordinates will also give you a great gift."
"Really?" Princess Yunluo stopped, his originally slightly cold face disappeared, revealing a bright smile, beautiful eyes looking at Lin Feng.