Chapter 2369: The strength of the soldiers

A little bit of the past, in the blink of an eye, Lin Feng and the soldiers cast swords together, it has been three months.
On this day, Lin Feng sat on the ground with his knees on his head. A sword was suspended there, and a humming sound continued. Lin Feng’s dominant force, madly infiltrated into the sword.
"Call..." At this time, I saw Lin Feng's long spit out, his eyes open, and his mouth showed a smile.
"How do you feel?" Next to the soldier, the caster opened his eyes and looked at Lin Feng.
Lin Feng nodded and said to the soldiers: "I feel that I can control the power of it. However, once I can control a kind of willpower through my own power."
"It’s not bad. When you are strong in the future, you will be able to integrate other wills into it, making Jianwei more and more powerful. In addition, now this sword, I am afraid that you can control it as you wish." The person said, Lin Feng smiled, and now, this sword is the same as the old sword.
When he sacrificed the sword of the heavenly sword, he perfectly matched the sword of the heavenly sword. At this moment, he sacrificed the sword. In fact, it is similar to the sword of the heavenly sword. Nowadays, this sword has been merged into five different forces through different wills. Just like the original meaning of the sword, but Lin Feng’s power is not strong enough. He can only control the power of a fusion of willpower. Of course, there are many uncontrolled wills in this sword. Later, he will also be integrated into these five forces to help the sword evolve.
The five forces that are merged into these are the symbolic fast-moving artistic forces, the ultimate fastness, the integration of his various dominating powers, the sentiment of the soldiers, and the will of the inside itself. Symbolizes the attacking power, the incomparably heavy, direct and powerful hegemonic attack, only the ultimate weight, one blow, the power of tens of thousands of powers, the destruction of everything; the symbolic power of the attacking spirit; the power of symbolic illusion; the terrible artistic conception of engulfing power.
A sword is equivalent to a five-handed sword. The five great kings of the soldiers have attributed their will to these five forces. This is jointly decided by Lin Feng and the soldiers.
It symbolizes the ultimate fast, the symbolic ultimate force, the symbol of the ultimate soul attack, the symbol of the ultimate illusion, the symbol of the ultimate devouring.
"Predecessors, please also name this sword!" Lin Feng looked at the soldiers, and cast the sacred Wang soldiers. He was only an assistant, a chance to become a master, and all the forces in the sword were cast. By.
"The emperor and the Kaye have long been famous. Although this sword has not yet been powerful, it is hoped that the future of this sword of evolution can surpass them. Since your power is the master, then this sword will be Also dominate."
The soldiers cast calmly said, Lin Feng nodded slightly, and his mind was moved, and the sword was immediately recalled to his hands.
"Master, I hope you can achieve the expectations of your predecessors." Lin Feng whispered, the sword name dominates, five kinds of strong forces, although the power of the current sword may not be powerful, but he is definitely more than the wild戟 is more suitable for Lin Feng, because this is a sword made by his dominant force, only he can control the sword as he pleases.
"With your talent ability, plus the strength of this sword itself, there is absolutely no problem." Bing caster looked at Lin Fengdao: "Well, the sword has been cast, it is time to leave, go."
"Thank you for the predecessors, the sword is the master, and will never humiliate the predecessors' prestige." Lin Feng was slightly stunned against the soldiers, and then his body flickered. Leave this side.
The crowds outside still did not leave. When they saw Lin Feng coming out, the look was slightly condensed and came out. Moreover, the soldier caster did not seem to have cast a scabbard on his back, carrying his back behind him. Nothing breath leaked out.
When Lin Feng entered, there was no sword. When he came out, he had a sword on his back. Obviously, this sword was made by the soldiers cast, and it was used by Lin Feng.
"This guy, luck is so good, the sword that the soldier casts is actually turned into his sword." Some people have secrets in their hearts, and the people in the temple, the body is indifferent, especially lifeless, his eyes are stunned. There was a murder between them, and they rushed toward Lin Feng.
Lin Feng's look condensed, and looked indifferently toward the crowd. These temples still seem to be not ready to let him go, and it is necessary to kill him and then quickly.
The empty casters, Gu Zhu and Tian Ruojian did not leave. At this time, they felt the killing of the strong temple, and the sword of the heavens snorted and said: "The people of the temple, do not love themselves."
"Today, Lin Feng, must be dying." Only one person said faintly, it was the great sacred character of the Temple of Fire. His footsteps stepped forward and suddenly Lin Feng felt a terrible flame pressure over his body. .
"Here, no one can move him!" Tian Ruojian’s swordsman was released again, and the horror was extremely extreme. However, only around him, a statue of Zun was flashing, and Lin Feng was faintly surrounded, and the atmosphere of those people was filled. They are all terrible, and they are very powerful people. Obviously, this time, it is not just a strong man who is ready to shoot.
"Let's relax!" The empty caster looked cold and screamed and swept to the surrounding crowd.
The temple, they have always been high, and everything is empty, and the empty casters are God's casters. Their position in the nine-court heaven is detached. The two sides will not easily compromise with each other. They all have their own positions. Lin Feng There may be taboo people, the temple kills him, it is imperative, but Lin Feng, is the guest of the soldiers cast, here, the empty casters, obviously do not want to see Lin Feng fall here, then, he and The face of the brothers, where to put them, especially the brothers and soldiers of his brothers, just cast a handle for the soldiers of Lin Feng.
"The temple, arrogant." At this moment, there was a voice coming out, but not far away, a person wearing a robes said indifferently, making the strong people of the temple gaze, how the dragons are also Participate in it.
"Whoever stopped me here, it was an enemy of the temple." The innocent voice was cold and murderous, and he took a step toward Lin Feng. Suddenly, Lin Feng felt that the terrible space power fell on him again.
However, at this time, the sky was roaring and roaring. Suddenly, a horrible violent pressure shrouded from the sky, as if it was the prestige of heaven. I don’t know how terrible it was.
"Who?" Suddenly, his head looked up, his face was sharp, and the horrible power of the void rushed toward the sky. The terrible golden brilliance seemed to tear the scorpion away, which was terrible.
"It seems that you are not putting my old man in the eye!" A voice filled out, and then I saw only a sacred shadow.
"Bing caster?" The lifeless pupil shrinks, the look is shocked, the horrible pressure, the sky, the soldiers cast as if incarnation of heaven, his whole person, is heaven, giving him a very powerful and terrible feeling.
"The last time, if the sky didn't kill you, but since you asked for death, I will fulfill you." The soldier casts indifferently, and then his body suddenly goes down the sky. At this moment, there is no horror in the dead. Strength, but at the same time, a force of the void representing the heavens shrouded his body, making him feel stiff and as if the whole person could not move.
"The power of the heavens that represents the power of the void is so terrible." The crowd looked shocked and the soldiers cast, so strong, he had to deal with no life with the power of no life, the strength is terrible.
The lifeless madness struggled, but at this time the emptiness seemed to be completely frozen. A heavenly hand palm print swept toward the sky, and the bang banged, and then the crowd disappeared into a desperate face. Turn into a number of golden yellow void spots.
"No life!" The crowd looked all solidified there, powerful and lifeless, fallen?
A blow, killed by the soldiers cast?
Just now, they felt that the void was frozen. The power that represents the heavens is terrible. The strength of the soldiers is so strong.
"Whoever wants to scatter in this place, kill!" The soldiers cast indifferently sweeping through the crowd, making the hearts of the people unable to tremble, the soldiers cast silent before, no one knows, his power, horror Sri Lanka, the whole piece of the void at the moment, is the incomparable silence!