The deputy rolled and crawled to his feet.
My legs were so frightened that I had to hold on twice before I could stand firm.
Lin Feng grabbed the altar owner from his shoulders and dragged him downstairs.
The altar owner's severed wrist was still bleeding, and he was staggering due to being dragged down, but he continued to curse.
"Just wait... if you touch Branch, General Headquarters will not let you go..."
"You still dare to threaten?"
Lin Feng waved his hand and there was a snap.
The altar owner's face was slapped sideways, and half of his cheek was swollen.
"If you weren't still useful, I'd kill you now."
The altar owner spat the bloody foam on the ground, moved his lips, but made no more sound.
Go down the stone steps to the lower level.
The air is humid than above, with a musty smell.
At the end of the passage, a formation barrier lay across the end of the passage, glowing with dark red light.
"Open."
Lin Feng pushed the altar owner towards the barrier.
The altar owner staggered two steps and stood in front of the barrier, gritting his teeth and not moving.
The tip of the gun touched his lower back, Platinum Dragon Flame drilled an inch into his flesh.
"Ah--!"
The altar owner screamed and jumped up.
"Can it be opened?"
The altar owner's face was mixed with sweat and blood, and he was breathing heavily.
The veins bulge from my forehead to the root of my neck.
He lowered his head and looked at the scorched hole in his lower back that was smoking white, and his teeth became loose.
The broken wrist was raised, letting blood drip on a node of the barrier.
The other good hand took out a token from his pocket and put it on it.
Buzz.
The barrier dissipated.
Inside is a small secret room.
The walls are carved out of a single piece of bluestone, with no seams.
There is a stone cabinet in the center, half a person tall, with complex inscriptions Spirit Pattern carved on the surface, and a thin layer of dust has accumulated on the lid.
Lin Feng walked over and opened the lid of the stone cabinet.
Three rolls of parchment paper, neatly rolled and wrapped in moisture-proof oil paper.
A piece of Jade Slip.
He took it all in Storage Ring, and his movements were clean and neat, taking no more than two seconds.
Turn around.
He took out the communicator, dialed a specific frequency band, and sent a signal.
Highest authority.
Close the net.
Lin Feng took back the communicator and glanced at the altar leader who was still lying on the ground and the kneeling deputy.
The altar owner's severed wrist no longer bleeds very much, and a layer of blood scab has solidified on its own, but most of his energy and energy have been lost.
"Just wait, someone will pick you up soon."
"Running away? My legs are broken!"
He turned around and walked up.
After taking two steps, he stopped.
Mental energy captures change.
In the deepest part of the lower chamber, in the area that was blocked by the formation barrier just now, there is a breath that is heating up.
Soon.
And...
Martial Saint Peak.
No.
Stronger than the peak, and still going up.
Lin Feng turned around suddenly.
There was a crack in the deepest wall of the secret room.
A hand stretched out from inside. The joints of that hand were distinct, and the fingertips were glowing with dark light.
The walls continue to crack.
Second hand, shoulder, head.
A man walked out of the wall.
The old man was skinny and skinny, wearing a gray-white robe. His hair was all white and sparsely attached to his scalp, revealing large areas of age spots on his scalp.
It looks like someone crawled out of a coffin.
But the concentration of Qi and blood released from his body made the air in the entire secret room thicker.
Breathing becomes difficult.
Martial Emperor.
Genuine Martial Emperor.
Lin Feng's hand clenched the barrel of the gun tightly, and his palms were full of sweat.
Underneath a Hidden Cultivation Society's Branch, there is a Martial Emperor.
There is no such item in the information.
The old man opened his eyes.
His cloudy eyes turned twice, first looking at the altar owner on the ground, and then at Lin Feng standing next to the stone cabinet.
"Woke me up."
The voice is dry.
The altar owner lay on the ground, trembled all over, and suddenly raised his head.
"Lord Protector!"
The old man ignored him.
His eyes fell on the Star Dragon World-Extinguishing Spear in Lin Feng's hand.
After staring for two seconds, the cloudiness in his eyeballs dissipated.
"Nice gun."
Lin Feng No nonsense.
Saying one more word gives the other party one more second to prepare.
As soon as the tip of the gun turned, Platinum Dragon Flame surged, and the entire gun pointed at the old man.
The corners of the old man's mouth were pulled upward, revealing a row of yellow teeth.
There was a condescending air in his smile.
"Young man, how many of us have you killed?"
He took a step forward.
The moment that step fell, the floor of the secret room exploded.
Rubbles flew in all directions, and Martial Emperor's air pressure caused Lin Feng's Indestructible Golden Body to automatically operate at full power.
Golden lines spread all over his body, and the gun barrel buzzed in his palm.
Lin Feng's foot slipped half a step on the ground.
The familiar Martial Emperor pressure comes again.
But this time, Lin Feng is completely sure.
The old man took another step.
Lin Feng did not return this time.
Hand forward the tip of the spear.
Platinum Dragon Flame was wrapped around the gun body, and the temperature of Star Dragon Flame directly vaporized the air between the two people.
Accumulate strength.
One second.
Two seconds.
The old man's pupils shrank.
He felt the terrifying energy condensing on the gun.
Three seconds.
World-Extinguishing Strike.
The platinum light condensed on the tip of the gun expanded to its limit.
Lin Feng is loosened.
The entire secret room was engulfed in white light at that moment.
Boom--!!!
A blow that exceeded his own limit, with Star Dragon Flame burning, hit the old man head-on.
The diameter of the platinum beam reached tens of meters, the distance from the tip of the gun to the old man was less than five meters, and the arrival time was almost zero.
The old man's reaction was faster than Lin Feng expected.
The whole person turned half of his body to the right, and slapped his right palm out. The dark purple Gale Qi condensed into a shield and was held diagonally in front of him.
The platinum light beam hit the dark purple shield.
No stalemate occurred.
The beam of light directly tore a hole in the shield and cut off half of the old man's sleeve.
On the exposed arm, the skin and flesh were burnt black by Star Dragon Flame, and the white bones were vaguely visible.
The old man grunted, his body was pushed back more than ten meters by the aftermath, and his back smashed through the stone wall of the secret room.
The gravel fell down with a crashing sound.
But he didn't fall.
He stood up from the rubble and looked down at his charred right arm.
"It's interesting."
His tone was too calm.
Half of his right arm was gone, but his left hand poked out from his sleeve, and a ball of dark purple light condensed in his palm.
The ball of light rotated extremely fast, sucking in the surrounding gravel and grinding it into powder.
Lin Feng's gun tip sank a little lower.
The old man's left hand pushed forward.
The dark purple ball of light came out of his hand.
Extremely fast.
Lin Feng dodged and retreated a hundred meters away.
His instinct told him that he couldn't take this blow.
The ball of light grazed his shoulder and hit the stone cabinet behind him.
The stone cabinet was gone, along with the ground for a hundred meters around it.
There's not even a scrap left.
This power.
Lin Feng's spine felt chilly for a moment.
If you touch it, you will die.
The old man's second ball of light has already condensed out.
Even though his right arm was disabled, it didn't affect his ability to move. When he flipped his left hand, dark purple light balls shot out in succession.
One, two, three.
Lin Feng's physical skills were stretched to the limit.
Lost Trace Step cooperates with mental power to predict and move around.
Wherever the ball of light passes, there are holes left behind after being "swallowed".
Lin Feng is hiding while looking for opportunities.
Psychic Lock followed every move of the old man.
When the left hand strikes, the disabled arm of the right arm hangs slightly, and the center of gravity of the body is tilted to the left.
The right side is empty.
But the old man didn't give him a chance to get close.
The dark purple light ball fired faster and faster, almost filling the entire space.
Lin Feng's Flying Daggers shot out.
Eight Starfall Nine-Tribulation Blade were scattered in a fan shape, cutting towards the old man from different angles.
The old man waved his left hand, and a dark purple wall of energy lay in front of him.
Flying Daggers hit the air wall and was bounced three times.
The remaining five go around the edge of the air wall and cut in from the side.
The old man tilted his head and dodged two of them.
The third one sliced open his cheek, and the fourth nailed him on his left shoulder.
The fifth one was held by his left hand.
Two fingers clamped the blade of Flying Daggers, and the dark purple Gale Qi pressed down the edge of the blade.
"Psychic Master, as well as physical skills, and such a good gun."
The old man crushed Flying Daggers into pieces, and the fragments fell from between his fingers.
"It's a pity, it's still too tender."
His figure moved.
The speed of Martial Emperor is beyond the imagination of Lin Feng.
The mental power locked on the right side of the trajectory the moment he disappeared.
Sure enough, I took a gap.
Guns swept across.
The old man appeared three meters to his right, shooting out with his left palm.
The barrel of the gun collided with the palm of his hand.
Bang!
Lin Feng's tiger's mouth was numb from the shock, and he slid back five meters. Two deep grooves were dragged out on the ground.
The old man caught up with him.
Continuous shooting with left palm.
Each palm is filled with dark purple Gale Qi, and the power hitting the gun body is superimposed layer by layer.
The first palm, Lin Feng took it.
With the second palm, the ground beneath my feet cracked.
The third palm.
Lin Feng's arm bones made a crisp sound, and Indestructible Golden Body's golden lines flashed twice on his arm.
It's not broken, but it hurts terribly.
He gritted his teeth and condensed his mental power into a shock wave, blasting out from between his eyebrows.
Sixth level mental attack.
Hit the old man head-on.
The old man's movements paused.
The effect is the same as the previous injection of Golden Puppet, but this time the lag time is shorter.
Martial Emperor's mental defense far exceeds that of a puppet.
There is only a fraction of a second interval.
Enough.
Lin Feng's gun completed a complete thrust in this 0.3 seconds.
The tip of the spear penetrated the old man's left rib.
Platinum Dragon Flame Pour it in.
The old man's body stiffened suddenly, and he looked down at the spear that penetrated his chest.
Dragon flames burned inside his body, and the burnt smell of his internal organs being burned by the high temperature came out of the wound.
"Huh..."
The old man laughed.
He raised his left hand and pressed it on the barrel of the gun.
Dark purple Gale Qi surged out from his palm and was directed in the direction of Lin Feng along the barrel of the gun.
Lin Feng Let go.
The gun remained in the old man's body, and he was thrown back five meters.
The old man held the barrel of the gun that was inserted into his body and slowly pulled the gun out.
Pulled out three inches.
Platinum Dragon Flame broke out a second wave in his body.
The old man's movements stopped.
He looked down at the burning hole in his chest and frowned.
Dragon Flame ignores Gale Qi. This means that all the defense methods in his body have failed.
The fire is burning, burning from the inside out, getting stronger and stronger.
"This gun... is weird!"
His voice began to tremble.
Lin Feng is standing five meters away, and Flying Daggers is floating around him.
He did not pursue.
No more needed.
The burning effect of Star Dragon Flame is continuous.
Once it enters the body, Gale Qi cannot stop it and will only burn deeper and deeper.
The old man's hand slipped from the barrel of the gun.
He took a step back and hit the wall.
Gale Qi inside the body began to become disordered, and the light on the body surface flickered on and off.
"You..."
He opened his mouth to say something, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out.
The moment the black blood hit the ground, several small pits were carved out of the ground.
The body slides down the wall.
Get on your knees.
Platinum Dragon Flame jumped out from the wound on his chest, burning all the surrounding clothes into ashes.
The old man's eyes gradually lost focus.
Plop.
He fell face down to the ground.
In the penetrating wound on the back, Platinum Dragon Flame jumped twice more before slowly extinguishing.
The secret room was completely silent.
Lin Feng walked over, stepped on the old man's back, and pulled Star Dragon World-Extinguishing Spear out of the corpse.
The blood stains on the tip of the spear were automatically burned away by the dragon flames.
He shook his arm.
I just received three palms forcefully. Although the bones are not broken, the soreness and numbness are still there.
Turn around and walk up.
In the upper floor Council Hall, the altar leader and deputy are still in their original positions.
The altar owner huddled in the corner with a gray face. He could clearly hear what was going on below.
Lord Protector.
Martial Emperor.
dead.
He looked at Lin Feng coming up from the stairs, his mouth opened, but he couldn't utter a single word.
Lin Feng Put the gun back into the ring.
The voice of Elder Zhou came from the communicator.
"Griffin has arrived above the salt lake. Confirm entry?"
"Come in."
Thirty seconds later, a big hole was opened in the salt crust above his head.
More than twenty figures jumped down from the entrance of the cave, landed silently, and quickly spread out to control the entire Branch.
Elder Zhou is the last one to come down.
He glanced at the corpses and remains in the Council Hall, then at the burnt smell coming up from the stairs, and finally his eyes fell on Lin Feng.
"There's another one down there."
Lin Feng tilted his head towards the stairs, "Martial Emperor, he's dead."
Elder Zhou's footsteps paused.
"Martial Emperor?"
"Hidden Cultivation Society's protector is hidden in the innermost part of the secret room. He should be Branch's trump card."
Elder Zhou was silent for three seconds.
"Did you solve it alone?"
"Hmm."
Elder Zhou looked at him for a while and did not ask any more questions. He turned around and waved to the Griffin team members behind him.
"Comprehensive search, taking away alive, and packing all documents without leaving a trace."
Lin Feng took out the three rolls of parchment and Jade Slip from Storage Ring, and handed them to Elder Zhou.
"The list of hidden stakes in the four major military regions, as well as the general list of contact codes for Hidden Cultivation Society, were taken from the stone cabinet."
Elder Zhou took it and tightened his fingers slightly.
He didn't open it on the spot.
"Do you know the weight of this thing?"
"Clear."
Elder Zhou put the parchment and Jade Slip into his Storage Bag and took a deep breath.
"Lin Feng, what you did tonight is enough to change your rank to a general."
"No."
Elder Zhou was stunned for a moment.
"I want something." Lin Feng leaned against the wall and moved his sore arms.
"What?"
"Nether Flood Dragon."
Elder Zhou's movements froze.
Lin Feng looked at him.
"Secret Realm is the Martial Emperor-level Nether Flood Dragon in the seal. I want authorization from the military to allow me to handle it."
Council Hall suddenly became so quiet that only the distant sound of Griffin team members carrying things could be heard.
Elder Zhou stared at him for five seconds.
"What are you going to do about it?"
Lin Feng did not answer immediately.
He took out the Jade Slip that recorded the secret method of taming animals from Storage Ring, and turned it over between his fingers.
"Conquer it."