Lin Feng opened his eyes suddenly, and the true energy belonging to Martial Apex Realm Ninth Level Peak in his body suddenly changed qualitatively at this moment!
They are no longer pure true essence, but have a hint of the domineering nature of "Undying Asura Body" and a hint of sharpness of "Dragon-Slaying Sword Codex".
They became "Devouring and Fusion Power" unique to Lin Feng!
Although the realm shows, he is still Martial Apex Realm Ninth Level (peak).
This is the upper limit of the rules of this world's server, and it's stuck.
But his true combat power has already far exceeded this category!
"Not enough."
Lin Feng's ambitions don't stop there.
"System, consume Crit Points, deduce sword skills, knife skills, and body skills!"
[Ding!]
[It was detected that the host possesses 125 sword skills. It originally cost 50 billion Crit Points to deduce, but now it consumes Crit Points: 10 billion points!]
[The smelting deduction begins!]
[Ding! The martial arts deduction was successful!]
[Congratulations to the host for getting "Immortal-Slaying Sword Art"!]
[Ding!]
[It was detected that the host possesses 366 sword techniques. It originally cost 50 billion Crit Points to deduce, but now it consumes Crit Points: 8 billion points!]
[The smelting deduction begins!]
[Ding! The martial arts deduction was successful!]
[Congratulations to the host for getting "Avici Hell-Suppressing Saber"!]
[Ding!]
[It was detected that the host possesses 89 sects of movement. It originally cost 50 billion Crit Points to deduce, but now consumes Crit Points: 14 billion points!]
[The smelting deduction begins!]
[Ding! The martial arts deduction was successful!]
[Congratulations to the host for getting "Shrinking the Earth to an Inch"!]
[Ding!]
[It was detected that the host possesses 23 martial arts fields. It originally cost 30 billion Crit Points to deduce, but now consumes Crit Points: 18 billion points!]
[The smelting deduction begins!]
[Ding! The martial arts deduction was successful!]
[Congratulations to the host for getting "Myriad Arts Returning to the Void"!]
A series of upgrades almost exhausted his entire inventory.
Lin Feng slowly exhaled a breath and opened his final property panel.
[Host: Lin Feng]
[Realm: Martial Apex Realm Ninth Level (the limit of this realm)]
[Exercise method: "Myriad Paths Furnace Scripture" (not yet started)]
[Martial skills: "Immortal-Slaying Sword Art" (not yet started), "Avici Hell-Suppressing Saber" (not yet started)]
[Shenfa: "Shrinking the Earth to an Inch" (not yet started)]
[Field: Myriad Arts Returning to the Void]
[Crit Multiplier:100000 times]
[Crit Points:950 million]
"Nine hundred and fifty million..."
Lin Feng looked at this little change and shook his head.
The landlord's family has no food left.
However, he feels better now than ever before.
He felt like he could punch through the server with one punch.
And at this moment when his skills were perfected and his self-confidence exploded.
Click!!!!
A terrifying shattering sound that resounded throughout the world came from Nine Heavens!
Lin Feng looked up suddenly!
Coming!
I saw the Heavenly Gate crack that he had forcibly "shielded" for three months with National Fortune Golden Dragon, and that ferocious black scar was suddenly torn open from both ends by an irresistible force!
The crack expanded ten thousand times in an instant!
Like a huge mouth swallowing up the heaven and earth, it spans the entire sky!
Terrifying Immortal Power!
The violent demonic energy!
Two completely opposite, yet equally despairing auras, like Heavenly River bursting from a dam, pouring down crazily from the cracks!
Martial Peace Dynasty, at this moment, hundreds of millions of living beings who have just been stable for three months feel the pressure from the depths of their souls!
They knelt on the ground in horror, facing the ruins of the capital and the "Martial Peace Divine Statue", and kowtowed crazily!
"Your Majesty, help me!"
"The sky is falling! The sky is falling!"
Lin Feng stood on Demon-Slaying Platform, motionless.
He looked at the crack.
"What is supposed to come will eventually come."
Click!!!!
A terrifying shattering sound that resounded throughout the world came from Nine Heavens!
This sound is not Thunder or a landslide.
But... the glass broke.
It's the kind where your goldfish tank is smashed with a hammer from the outside, a crisp, doomsday sound!
Lin Feng looked up suddenly!
Coming!
That Heavenly Gate crack that he had forcibly "shielded" for three months with National Fortune Golden Dragon, and that hideous black scar.
Suddenly, it was torn apart from both ends by an irresistible force from "outside the fish tank"!
The crack expanded ten thousand times in an instant!
Like a huge mouth swallowing up the heaven and earth, it spans the entire sky!
Terrifying Immortal Power!
The violent demonic energy!
Two completely opposite, yet equally despairing auras, like a bursting dam, two colors of the Heavenly River, pouring down from the cracks crazily!
Martial Peace Dynasty, at this moment, hundreds of millions of living beings who have just been stable for three months feel the absolute pressure coming from the depths of their souls!
"Ah!"
"What is that! The sky is falling! The sky is really falling!"
The common people who were carrying bricks on the construction site of rebuilding the capital dropped their tools in horror and fell to their knees.
He bowed crazily to the Martial Peace Divine Statue in the center of the capital!
"Your Majesty, help me!"
"Emperor Wu'an, save us!"
Lin Feng stood on Demon-Slaying Platform, motionless.
His golden dragon robe, which was made up of national luck, made a "stabbing" sound under the wash of the power of this fairy and demon, and the golden light flashed wildly, as if it would collapse at any time!
He narrowed his eyes.
So strong!
Just the aura that escaped was far greater than any Martial Apex Realm he had killed before!
Sure enough, there are gods in heaven and gods on land.
It's not a one-dimensional power at all!
"Your Majesty!"
The wretched boy Huang Fugui transformed into rolled and crawled to the feet of Lin Feng, with the deepest fear in his life written all over his rat face.
"What... what is this?! It's scarier than you! There's no way to fight this! Master, let's run?!"
"Run?"
Lin Feng snorted coldly, "Where are you running?"
At this moment, a white light flashed through the Heavenly Gate crack.
A figure, slowly, step by step, walked out of the crack.
Wearing a simple white robe, his black hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin, his face was as handsome as a mortal, but his eyes were colder than Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Ice.
He didn't look at the living beings below, nor at the Demon-Slaying Platform, which exuded a huge national destiny.
He just stood there, as if looking into a dirty pigsty.
"Well..."
The white-clothed immortal spoke slowly, his voice was not loud, but it spread clearly throughout the whole world.
"This is it."
"That damn Sword Demon, where his disgusting breath last appeared."
He seemed to be looking for something.
After a moment, he frowned.
"Aura, blocked by this filthy national destiny? What annoying ants."
His indifferent gaze finally slowly moved from the sky to the earth below.
He saw the huge ruins of the capital city that was being rebuilt.
I also saw millions of creatures on the ruins, densely packed like ants, kneeling and trembling.
"Since you don't want to come out..."
The immortal in white clothes slowly raised a finger. That finger was as crystal clear as jade, as if it were the most perfect work of art in the world.
He faced the direction of the extreme east, casually.
There is one of the most prosperous port cities in the Martial Peace Dynasty, Eastern Sea Commandery City, a majestic city with a population of more than one million.
"Then... let's clean up the trash."