The news of the completion of Heavenly Strategy Gate and the public defiance of Lin Feng was like a billion-ton nuclear bomb dropped into the stagnant water, causing huge waves.
West, Spirit Mountain Great Thunderclap Temple.
Inside Hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas, there are bursts of Sanskrit sounds and curls of sandalwood.
Buddha Tathagata is sitting on top of Ninth-Grade Golden Lotus. Ancient Well's fat face, which was originally smooth and compassionate, now has a frown on its face, and the rosary in his hand is spinning faster and faster.
"This Lin Feng actually dares to reject Daozu's decree..."
Bodhisattva Guanyin stood aside, the willow branch in Jade Purification Bottle trembled slightly, and his expression was solemn. "World Honored One, the weapon in Lin Feng's hand is very weird, it can kill Golden Immortal instantly, and It doesn't require mana to drive, which is unheard of. Now that he has obtained Ancestral Dragon Pearl and recast Heavenly Gate, his power has become overwhelming. If he is allowed to develop, he may become a serious trouble and even affect Journey to the West Cosmic Tribulation."
Tathagata was silent for a long time, and finally spoke slowly and in a low voice, "Amitabha, shoot the first bird. Let's see how Northern Deep behaves. That old bird is greedy and will definitely be more restless than us. It would be best if he could test the depth of Lin Feng."
Northern Deep, Demon Preceptor Palace.
This is the last base camp of ancient Demon Race, which is covered by extremely cold ice and snow all year round.
Demon Preceptor Kunpeng, the veteran Quasi-Saint who survived the Primordial World period, is on the verge of rage at this moment. His sinister eyes are fixed on the information in his hand, as if he wants to burn through it.
"It's too much to bully! It's too much to bully!"
Kunpeng smashed the precious glass cup in his hand violently, and the fragments flew into the air.
Originally, he was still waiting and watching, thinking about waiting for Lin Feng and Heavenly Court to fight to the death, or to be suppressed by Daozu, and then come out to pick up the slack. Who knew that Lin Feng turned out to be unstoppable, not only defeated Jade Emperor, but now openly resisted the order, and is still alive and well.
What makes him most intolerable is that in the "Heavenly Strategy Code" just promulgated by Lin Feng, there is a regulation for Demon Race: "Every Demon Race must register with the Heavenly Strategy Manor within three days, accept jurisdiction, and wear an electronic collar. They are not allowed to eat people at will. Anyone who violates the rules will be skinned and cramped and made into kebabs."
This is a slap in Demon Race's face! This is treating him, the master of all demons, as nothing!
"Ancestor, that Lin Feng is busy doing some decoration at this time, and his defense must be lax." A demon king with a sinister eyebrow fanned the flames, "And Dao Zu's decree has just been issued, he must be uneasy." If we don't take action now, how long will it take? If we can rob his magic weapons and battleships, our Demon Race is expected to be revived! By then, this Heavenly Court will be yours, ancestor!"
A hint of greed and cruelty flashed in Kunpeng's eyes. What he loved most in his life was robbing things. Back then, he robbed Primordial Purple Qi of Patriarch Red Cloud, and he also robbed River Diagram and Luo River Script.
"You're right. That kid just relies on a few weird magic weapons, and his foundation is shallow. In terms of speed, who among Three Worlds can be faster than me Kunpeng? Even if I can't beat him, can't he still run away?"
"Give me the order! Assemble the army! I want to go personally to meet this ignorant boy!"
"Hu--"
Northern Deep The ice sea exploded.
Kunpeng showed his true form and transformed into a roc bird that covers the sky and the sun. With its wings spread, it can cover ninety thousand miles.
He brought demon clouds all over the sky and millions of demon soldiers, like a black storm, with a momentum that would destroy the world and destroy the world, and rushed towards Heavenly Strategy Gate.
"Lin Feng kid! Get out of here, ancestor! Take your life!"
Kunpeng's voice rolled in, just like Thunderous Might, causing Heavenly Strategy Gate's defensive light curtain to tremble violently.
At this time, Lin Feng was sitting on the tower of Heavenly Strategy Gate, playing Landlord with Nezha and Yang Jian around a small table.
"A pair of kings! Place an order!" Lin Feng threw out two cards with a snap, his face covered with white stripes.
"Boss, stop playing! Someone is calling for a formation outside!" Yao Ji ran over nervously, his face pale, "It's Demon Preceptor Kunpeng! That's Peak Quasi-Saint's great power, Three Worlds's fastest! He brought a lot of monsters, it's all so dark!"
Lin Feng didn't even raise his head, and glanced at the last card in his hand. "Kunpeng? Oh, the unlucky guy who wanted to eat Tang Monk's meat but didn't eat it, and tried to grab River Diagram and Luo River Script but didn't grab it? The second child in ten thousand years?"
"What does he want to do?"
"He said... He said he would dismantle your Heavenly Strategy Gate, rob your battleship, and... make you into sashimi and feed it to the dogs." Yao Ji relayed it carefully, fearing that Lin Feng would be angry.
"Oh, sashimi?"
Lin Feng smiled, very coldly. He put down his cards, stood up slowly, and walked to the tower, looking at the black clouds approaching rapidly in the distance and the huge eyes full of greed in the clouds.
Kunpeng was really fast, and in the blink of an eye it was already a hundred miles away from Heavenly Strategy Gate. That terrifying Demon Qi made the heavenly soldiers guarding the gate feel suffocated, as if they would be swallowed up in the next second.
"Now that you're here, don't leave. Just in time, dinner hasn't been served yet and everyone is hungry."
Lin Feng snapped his fingers, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"System, activate the 'Heavenly Strategy One' main gun. No, that thing charges too slowly. Use the 'Law of Causality·Immortal-Guided Cannon' that was just installed and cost me 500 million Reputation Points. Lock on that big bird for me."
[Ding! Target locked: Demon Preceptor Kunpeng.]
[Distance: eight hundred miles.]
[Law of Causality locked: As long as you fire, you will hit the target. Ignore dodge and ignore defense.]
[Charging completed. Launch countdown: 3, 2, 1...]
On top of the city tower, an inconspicuous fort that looked like a large pot lid suddenly flipped over, revealing a crystal muzzle filled with complex Great Dao runes.
There was no earth-shattering noise.
There was only a silent, yet extremely bright white light.
This light seemed to transcend the constraints of time, ignoring the distance in space, ignoring the extremely fast speed that Kunpeng was proud of, and even ignoring the thick layer of protective body Demon Qi on his body.
This is Law of Causality Weapon - not only attacking the physical body, but also attacking the cause and effect.
Kunpeng, who was flying rapidly and thinking about how to carve up Heavenly Court, suddenly felt a tremor coming from the depths of his soul. It was the smell of death, a fear he had never felt since Primordial World.
"No! It's a scam!"
He wanted to escape and use space escape to escape back to Northern Deep.
But it's too late.
"Pfft!"
The white light hit his left wing accurately, as smooth as a hot knife cutting through butter.
"Ah--!!!"
A shrill, inhumane cry resounded through the sky.
Kunpeng's left wing, which covered the sky and was said to be indestructible, was directly vaporized in the white light! Not even slag was left! The wound was as smooth as a mirror, and not even blood flowed out. It was directly sealed by the high temperature.
The originally majestic Master of All Demons instantly turned into a "one-armed hero", lost his balance, spun wildly in the air, and then like an out-of-control meteorite, hit the square outside Heavenly Strategy Gate.
"Boom!"
Dust was flying, and a deep, bottomless hole was dug into the ground.
The whole place was dead silent.
Everyone was dumbfounded. That was Kunpeng! Peak Quasi-Saint! A ruthless person who lived from Shaman–Demon War to now! Just like that... one shot killed him?
Lin Feng flew slowly to the top of the pit and looked at the old man in the pit who was covered in blood, shivering and had transformed back into human form.
"Hey, isn't this a demon master? He's flying so fast, so he's rushing to deliver food? But his landing posture isn't very elegant."
Lin Feng asked with a smile, pointing the psychic pistol at Kunpeng's head, "I heard you want to make me into sashimi? Are you going to tear down my door?"
Kunpeng How can he still have any temper at this moment? He felt the black muzzle of the gun, which was a terrifying power that could completely obliterate his true spirit. He knew that if he dared to say even half a word, he would die today.
"Misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding! What a huge misunderstanding!"
Kunpeng Regardless of the pain, he knelt down on the ground and banged his head, showing no dignity at all, "Palace Master Lin! I'm here to surrender! I'm here to give you gifts! I flew too fast just now to express my eagerness to surrender!"
"Surrender?" Lin Feng raised his eyebrows, half-smiling.
"Yes, yes! Surrender!"
Kunpeng hurriedly took out countless storage bags from his arms, which were the wealth accumulated by Demon Race for countless years, "This is Northern Deep Ten-Thousand-Year Cold Iron! This is Primordial Demon Core! This is the innate spiritual root! I brought it all! I, Demon Race, am willing to serve as the master of Palace Master Lin! From now on, I will only follow Heavenly Strategy Manor's lead! I will fight wherever you point me!"
"And..." Kunpeng gritted his teeth and lost his composure in order to survive. He looked at his disappearing wings with tears in his eyes, "I am willing to give half of my source to make an authentic 'braised roc wings' for the palace master! I beg the palace master to accept it!"
Looking at Kunpeng who was so humble as a dust, Lin Feng touched his chin.
"Braised Dapeng Wings? Sounds good, very creative."
"Okay, since you are so sincere, I will spare your life. I happen to be short of a gatekeeper. From now on, you will change into a bird shape and squat on top of Heavenly Strategy Gate as a mascot."
Lin Feng put away the storage bag and glanced at the spies from various forces in the distance who were about to make a move.
At that moment, everyone lowered their heads, not daring to look at him, and the backs of their clothes were soaked with cold sweat.
This shot not only destroyed Kunpeng, but also shattered everyone's luck.
This is absolute force deterrence.
From now on, all demons surrender and Three Worlds keeps silent. Lin Feng's words are the rule of heaven!