Chapter 3702: Gambling

"Boom!"
In the depths of the Hongjun Desert, Yin and Yang rebelled against chaos, and time and space collapsed.
A majestic figure in the ancient battlefield world constructed by the horrible tribulations, dancing around the void, the aura on his body is extremely terrifying, holding a time-space mace in his hand, the time-space mace is simple and inscribed on it The ancient imprint of heaven.
This is a heavenly artifact!
Heavenly Dao artifacts seem to be resurrected, too.
The gestational aura and destructive power swept across ten directions of time and space, making the two Dao Gods who are addicted to a thousand and gray figures feel suffocated, Can Xue, Yang Xichan and other Dao Gods are even more pale, and they feel extremely depressed. It was like a huge boulder pressed against the chest of a mortal.
The boulder is in crisis at any time.
The boulder collapsed, and the flesh and blood was shattered.
It's this feeling, this feeling is too close to death.
However, Lin Feng's figure on the battlefield calmly faced him, his expression indifferent, his eyes were silent at the figure of Taiyue Heavenly Dao God, and the figure did not evade.
Because avoidance is impossible!
The third stage of the Wanxian Tribulation is called the Huntian Tribulation. No one can avoid the Huntian Tribulation, and this time there is a Heavenly Dao God in the Huntian Tribulation. Even if Lin Fengxiu has truly stepped into the Taoist level, he can never avoid it. Heavenly Tribulation, this kind of Heavenly Tribulation must be head-on.
"Boom!"
At this moment, the sky is shaking, and Yin and Yang are in chaos.
The blood between heaven and earth rushed into the sky and time and space, and the figure of Taiyue Heavenly Dao God appeared in front of Lin Feng. He looked down on sentient beings. Lin Feng was just a powerful ant in his eyes, and his big feet were slowly raised.
"Boom!"
The power of shock burst out.
There was a terrible force of suppression on his feet.
"Boom!"
At this moment, the Heavenly Dao God sounded, and in the shocking time and space, Taiyue Heavenly Dao God's big feet stepped across the time and space and directly stepped on Lin Feng's figure.
"Roar!"
Lin Feng looked up to the sky and let out a long roar.
His whole body exploded, and his powerful aura rose steadily.
"Zheng!"
There was a horrible sound of knives.
The sound of the sword sound resounded between the heavens and the earth, and an astonishing light of the sword burst out of him, and the light of the sword pierced the sky and space and directly slashed at the big feet of the Taiyue Heavenly Dao God.
"Boom!"
The gods of heaven exploded. This big foot slammed on the light of the knife, and the light of the knife suddenly shattered into the void like glass. At this moment of collapse, Lin Feng's figure fled out, but his figure was still big. The aftermath of the feet spread, and the whole body cracked, turning into scarlet blood and sprinkled in the void
Among.
"Boom!"
At this moment, Taiyue Tiandao God was holding a time-space mace.
The time and space mace in his hand was directly smashed down fiercely, and it was directly drawn on Lin Feng's head.
"Crack!"
The sound of cracking brains sounded.
Lin Feng's head cracked directly, and then directly exploded in the void and turned into a sky of blood mist. Then his body directly exploded and turned into a sky of blood rain. The blood rain spread across the void, and his soul exploded.
This made Can Xue's face pale, and her figure trembled.
Yang Xichan and Yan Sanshao each had crazy smiles on their faces.
There was a sneer at the corners of the gray figure's mouth. This was something he had seen, no, he hadn't seen the Huntian Tribulation before in ancient books. I am afraid that such a calamity did not happen in the ancient past of the heavens. Imagined.
Only Addicted Qianjue looked solemn, with the feeling that Lin Feng was not dead, opened up ten universes, condensed the eyes of the heavens, no matter which one is a rare thing in the heavens, how could such a person easily die in the heavens. , But he couldn't feel the breath of Lin Feng's life anymore.
In the ancient battlefield world.
The majestic figure is still standing, holding a time-space mace, but his figure has faded a lot, and as he scanned the void, the aura on his body has gradually faded, not as strong as it was at the beginning.
"Isn't he dead?" The gray figure frowned.
Generally speaking, after the figure appearing in the Huntian Tribulation extinguishes the person who crossed the Tribulation, this figure will also dissipate between the heaven and the earth, because this figure is not a real person, but condensed by the laws of the heavens and the heavens, and the Tribulation disappears. This figure collapsed naturally.
But now there is no sign of collapse.
This shows that Lin Feng is still not dead.
"Humph!"
Addicted to Qianjueyan coldly snorted: "My lord is noble, how can I die easily, although your Heavenly Oggu is the Great Sect of Nili, but the strength of my lord is not what you can imagine."
"Don’t be stubborn here. There is a human form condensed by the laws of heaven and earth in the Huntian Tribulation. This human form has amazing power and usually attacks three times. These two times have already made your Patriarch's life worse. This third time, your Patriarch is probably Xing Shen. All die!" The gray figure sneered and looked at Addicted Thousand Jue Dao.
"Brother Lai, what you mean!"
At this time, Can Xue's cold voice sounded: "Lin Feng is a character my father fancy. If something goes wrong with him, it will be difficult for you to explain to your father!"
"Junior sister, you laughed, I'm just discussing the matter." The gray figure said with an indifferent expression after hearing the words: "Simply discussing the catastrophe, there are no other complicated factors involved."
"Humph!"
Can Xue hummed coldly when she heard the words and did not speak.
"What do you call the surname?" Ji Qianjue suddenly looked at the gray figure indifferently.
"Oh, this gangster!" The gray figure sneered while looking down at the addicted figure with both hands on his back, "Why do you want to inquire about my origin? I'm also telling you now, I'm a from Heaven's Og Valley. Disciple, if you provoke me, I don't mind killing you."
"Haha!"
Addicted Qian Jueyan looked up to the sky with a wild smile and looked at the figure of Poison: "I naturally don't want to fight with you, but Poison. You said that my lord can't avoid this third attack, and even he is dead now. Nor is it?"
"Not bad!"
Poison's eyes stared at Qian Jue Dao with gloomy eyes.
"it is good!"
Addicted Qianjue waved his sleeves and looked at the poisonous woman and said, "Poisonous woman, I will gamble with you now. I bet my lord is alive and he can survive this calamity."
"You gamble with me?"
Hearing this, Poison sneered and looked at Addicted Qianjue said: "You will lose miserably, what will you fight with me? I can't play a small bet.
"Poison, it's very simple!"
Addicted Qianjue looked at the woman indifferently and said: "If you lose the bet, you will kneel in front of my lord and bow to salute. This bet is for me to fight with you instead of my lord. If I lose, It's very simple. I will also kneel in front of you and bow my bow."
As soon as this statement came out,
Can Xue, Yang Xichan and others changed their colors.
This bet is hard enough. Once you lose, what you lose is dignity. Every Dao-God is a person of arrogant personality, standing on the upper level of the heavens, looking down on the beings in the heavens, and attaching great importance to dignity. Simply bend over and salute.
Instead of kneeling!
Unless it is completely subdued by the gods.
Hearing this, Poison's face sank, his eyes flickering into the ancient battlefield world.
"Poison, are you scared?" The addicted Qianjue figure strode forward, staring at Poison.