Chapter 1728: The primordial mark of Nirvana

The first thousand seven hundred and twenty-eight chapters of Nirvana's soul brand
"Zheng!"
At this moment, the Sea Emperor suddenly held the Heavenly Divine Sword and slashed towards the Valley of All Souls with a single sword.
The divine sword in Haihuang's hand struck a beam of light.
This beam of light is as sharp as lightning. It has no great momentum or sharp feeling. There is only a simple and unpretentious style. It is like a sword made by that mortal creature. This sword light gives people a sad feeling.
There is poignant beauty in the depths of sorrow.
This sword light was beautiful and flawless, attracting Lin Feng's eyeballs and descending into the sky above the Northern Underworld God Armor in an instant.
"Boom!"
A violent vibration sounded.
Suddenly there was a huge power fluctuation around the Northern Underworld God Armor, and a soaring water flow emerged out of thin air. The flow that appeared out of thin air appeared scarlet, with a breath and endless resentment.
Form a huge blood ball.
The blood-colored light ball rippled around like water waves, filling the void in ten directions, and the power aura contained in it was comparable to the power of a quasi-god. The explosion of this power aura was terrifying, just like a powerful quasi-god descending.
Looking down at the Bahuang Liuhe.
"Zheng!"
A piercing sound of the sword sounded, and the sound of the sword sound resounded through time and space. The unpretentious sword energy slashed on the light ball, and a crack suddenly appeared in the light ball, and the sea emperor's figure came in an instant.
At this moment, the sky-blue hair was dancing in the sky.
Fenghua peerless.
Holding the Sky Divine Sword, a sword pierced into the blood-colored light ball, the light ball continued to tear, and a ray of light came from across the sky, directly escaped into the light ball, and appeared in a blood-colored world at the next moment. The blood-colored world is almost endless.
A figure emerged. The owner of this figure was Lin Feng. Lin Feng looked at the central area of ​​the Scarlet World. In the central area of ​​the Scarlet World, there was a bronze armour floating. This bronze armour was the North Hades God Armor.
Bei Mingshen Jia has a simple atmosphere.
There are ancient runes inscribed on it, and at this moment the Buddha is in silence, emitting a brilliant light.
A big hand came thunderously.
This big hand covering the sky and the sun is Lin Feng’s big hand. Lin Feng’s big hand controls the universe and directly grasped this Northern Underworld armor. Just when Lin Feng grasped this Northern Underworld armor, Beiming Shocking light beams emerged from the armor.
"court death!"
As the sky-shaking light beams rushed up, there was a majestic shout from the North Underworld God Armor. This voice carried an icy murderous intent. This murderous intent was like eternal ice. This murderous intent made Lin Feng unable to resist. Shivering.
"boom!"
A destructive force like a tide burst out and swept towards Lin Feng's figure, but Lin Feng's hand had already exploded.
"Boom!"
A huge explosion sounded, and terrible radiation forces swept out. These two forces smashed together crazily, setting off a terrifying storm, and Lin Feng's figure retreated three steps directly in the void.
A touch of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"Nirvana scattered people?" Lin Feng stared at the Northern Underworld God Armor. The primordial spirit of this person was too strong, and the attack power was too terrifying.
His current reaction ability is not weak at all. A master who has survived the Little Divine Tribulation directly exploded when he grabbed the Northern Underworld God Armor, just to prevent a powerful soul from attacking him, but when he first exploded, he really encountered a powerful force. The soul fought back.
This powerful counterattack made Lin Feng injured.
Even Long Ridao and other powerful primordial spirit attacks cannot cause him to be injured, unless it is a quasi-shen-level figure who personally takes action.
The only people with this kind of murderous aura are probably the Nirvana scattered people who captured the Northern Underworld God Armor back then.
"Humph!"
A cold snort sounded from the armor of the North Underworld god, and the next moment a hazy figure emerged. This hazy figure was pitch-black and had sharp eyes. He was standing in the void with his hands on his shoulders.
It is like the image of the Wutian Buddha in the postscript of Journey to the West.
"Demon Emperor?" The black figure stared at Lin Feng in surprise: "No, you are not the Demon Emperor, you don't have the aura of the Demon Emperor at all!"
"It doesn't matter whether I am the Demon King or not, get out!" Lin Feng looked at the black figure condescendingly with his hands on his back.
If it is a true quasi-god, he will run away, but there is only a quasi-god's original brand in front of him, so you are not welcome at all.
As soon as he said this, the black figure in front of him looked cold and cold, as cold as the deep ice in the blood.
An overwhelming wave of power swept out.
This force crushed the master who had survived the small divine calamity.
"Boy, kneel, this seat can forgive your disrespect." The man still had his hands on his back, staring at Lin Feng with gloomy eyes, and said, "Make your death easier."
"Haha..." Lin Feng said with a big smile upon hearing the words: "I'll see how you make me die happy."
At this moment, the light all over his body flickered, and his figure placed the Buddha in another world, which was the kingdom of God in his palm.
Do not!
Specifically, the kingdom of God in the broken palm.
This broken artifact has another advantage, that is, defense, extremely powerful defense power, outsiders want to enter it unless the owner's permission, strong defense, even the characters who have survived the small divine calamity for a while.
"The Kingdom of God in the palm?"
The man in black stared at Lin Feng in surprise: "Boy, are you the deputy head of the Fire Temple of the North Desert Temple?"
At this moment, the man in black began to look at Lin Feng and found that Lin Feng was wearing the costume of the deputy head of the Fire Temple.
"Yes, this seat is the deputy master of the Fire Temple, and also the deputy master of the North Desert Temple." Lin Feng is still wearing the costume of the deputy master of the North Desert Temple.
"Haha. Good, good, good, a long time ago, this seat assassinated the owner of the Temple of Fire and seized this armor. Today, if you come to the Temple of Beimo again, you will be given a piece of the Kingdom of God in your palm. Great." The man in black laughed wildly when he heard the words.
This person is the Nirvana Sans.
No, to be more specific, it is the primordial spirit brand of Nirvana scattered people, this primordial spirit brand is much stronger than that of Sea Emperor.
"Oh, you have a life." Lin Feng faintly glanced at the black-clothed man and said: "You are called Nirvana? I don't mind allowing you to have permanent Nirvana."
"Haha, boy, crazy enough, crazy enough, if the body of this seat is here, I would have rushed to step on you a few feet, but this stigma of the soul is enough to crush you, the kingdom of God in your palm is in this palm You can't hold on for ten breaths in your hands." The Nirvana Sanren said with a wild smile.
He is like a rainbow.
A divine sword emerged in his hand. This divine sword appeared jet black, and his figure appeared in front of Lin Feng in an instant.
"Zheng!"
This sword was still unpretentious and unpretentious, just like the sword pierced by the Sea Emperor. This sword pierced the kingdom of God in his palm, and suddenly the kingdom of God in his palm trembled.