In the Divine Sword Sect, on the Nitian Peak.

Lin Feng sat cross-legged on the Bodhi meditating cushion, his whole body was filled with a powerful and domineering aura, and even a layer of golden light was revealed, like an ancient chaotic god.

At this moment, he felt something and slowly opened his eyes, and his substantial gaze burst out and penetrated the void.

Opening the sect map in the system, Lin Feng saw at a glance that there was a big demon full of demonic energy above the mountain gate of the Divine Sword Sect.

"The center of the darkness has a sense of emotion. Come to join the Divine Sword Sect and want to worship the Divine Sword Sect as a disciple?" After hearing the devil's words, Lin Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, and a trace of thought appeared in his eyes, "Is this devil the template for the genius disciple presented by the system before?"

Thinking of this, a hint of surprise appeared between Lin Feng's eyebrows.

He could clearly sense that the aura on this demon's body had reached the realm of the ultimate saint.

The strength is obviously not that weak. Logically speaking, it should be at the level of an elder. How could it be the template for a genius disciple?

Suddenly, a light flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. With the system in it, there was almost nothing impossible. Which genius disciple template was not bloody and tortuous?

Almost like a conditioned reflex, some kind of idiomatic routine of fantasy novels emerged in Lin Feng's mind.

He had read many fantasy novels when he was on the Water Blue Planet, and his routines were endless. Of course, some of them were not very bloody, had a lot of imagination and were unique and creative.

Maybe this genius disciple template is a son of luck with an unexpected setting.

"Let's take a look," Lin Feng murmured, and then activated the art of Tianji.

As a layer of golden light flashed in his eyes, a basic information appeared directly in front of him.

Name: Emperor Devour the Sky.

Age: two thousand years old.

Cultivation level: human fairyland.

Practice constitution: Demon domineering body (Note: The gains after taking over the body and resurrection, not awakened)

Luck value: 38000.

Loyalty: 35% of the time.

...

"Human Wonderland?"

"(#'?')The scrubbing is really something I've gotten into."

Looking at the Emperor Shitian, who was full of demonic energy in the sect map, exuding the aura of an extreme saint, Lin Feng's mouth outlined a curve of interest.

He clearly only has the cultivation level of the human immortal realm, but he exudes the momentum of the extreme saint realm.

Isn’t this the typical scene of a certain big devil being taken over in the fantasy novel world?

The protagonist is trapped in a desperate situation and accidentally resurrects a leader of the Demon Sect. However, because of some restrictions, his cultivation is very low and he even has no strength. He is like a strong man on the outside and does not have the ability to do it on the inside. He can only rely on his momentum to scare the many big demons of the Demon Sect day by day.

Afterwards, the protagonist either awakens some terrifying bloodlines, or awakens some peerless battle bodies, or relying on his own series of tricks, not only impresses many of the great demons in the Demon Sect, and regards them as an omnipotent existence, but also promotes the Demon Sect and shocks the Six Heritages.

Even, it is very likely that the hearts of the saints of major demon sects will be captured, and the more amazing ones will probably create a love affair with immortals and demons.

A look of sensation appeared on Lin Feng's face, and he had already made up a series of subsequent plots in a moment.

This is also due to the fact that he read a lot of fantasy novels in his previous life, and he was able to guess almost all kinds of luck protagonist backgrounds and development plots.

It seems that there are still benefits to reading more fantasy novels.

After removing the thoughts in my mind, Lin Feng looked at the information column again, "The Demon Domineering Body, the fortune is worth 38,000? It's still acceptable..."

He nodded slightly. The son of luck came to him, so he naturally would not turn him out.

After all, although mosquitoes are small, they are also meat.

Then, he turned his gaze to the mountain gate again, and saw that Emperor Shitian was about to be killed by seven strongest men including Xuanyuan Qingtian, Dugu Qingming.

He opened his mouth slightly, "Stop!"

The majestic and domineering voice swept across the entire Divine Sword Sect like thunder.

Over the mountain gate.

After hearing the instructions of the sect leader, Xuanyuan Qingtian, Dugu Qingming, Nangong Mutian and seven others quickly put away their magical attacks.

For strong people of their strength, as long as they do not use ultimate moves beyond their own ability, they will naturally be able to restrain and release them freely.

Although Di Shitian on the opposite side was still as stable as an old dog on the surface, with a full of demonic energy and awesome Krass, under the joint attack of the seven strongest men, he was so scared that he didn't dare to move. He only felt his scalp explode, his hair stood up all over his body, and his whole body was like a falling from an ice cellar. Even the three souls almost disappeared.

Yes, he almost pissed in fear!

A terrifying life and death crisis instantly wrapped him up. He even seemed to see the sickle of the god of death placed on his neck, and he almost hooked his hand gently.

Emperor Shitian was sure that this was the most terrifying strong man he had ever faced, and slaughtering him was like slaughtering a dog!

Fortunately, at this moment when his life was hanging by a thread, the seven most powerful people dispersed their attacks at the same time.

Even so, his heart was trembling. How could the fine beads of sweat couldn't help but seep out of his forehead? He just felt that he had walked away at the gates of hell.

At this moment,

A breath of unparalleled, extremely domineering, unparalleled, and the only one in the sky and under the earth began to sweep over.

There were countless dazzling gold and silver brilliances blooming above the head, and there were faint shadows of the ancient divine beast, the divine phoenix and the phantom of the Great Sun Golden Crow beast condensed in the light.

There is also a golden magic sword that exudes an unprecedented sharpness, and a silver-colored magic axe that exudes the aura of the gods of the gods of the only capital. It seems that no matter how you are, the gods and demons, you can't beat the power of a sword and an axe!

This scene is not only amazing, but also makes people unable to stop kneeling down and surrendering, worshiping,

It seems that there is a peerless great god who can destroy the world and the world is about to come.

As his breath became stronger and stronger, a handsome face, tall and majestic man in white, wearing five-colored light and nine-colored aura, suddenly stepped out of the void.

"Greetings to the Sect Master!" Xuanyuan Qingtian, Dugu Qingming, Nangong Mutian, Wu Shentong, Fire King Lin, Hu Xian and other seven people quickly bowed, with excitement, pride, pride, worship, and deep awe.

Of course, pride and pride come from Xuanyuan Qingtian and Dugu Qingming, who are their men.

"Yes." Lin Feng nodded slightly in response, then moved his eyes to Di Shitian, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, outlining a curve of interest.

"The aura of the saint realm of the Extreme Dao is actually a fairyland of humans with a low cultivation level..."

"It's interesting."

Lin Feng murmured in his heart.

He could already imagine that after Emperor Shitian was resurrected and seized the sect leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect, his heart was collapsed, helpless and dumbfounded.
Chapter completed!