Immortal Emperor Returns

"Do you have to fight for a fishnet?"

The old man Du's face sank, his hands clenched a gesture behind his back.

"Fishnet is broken? It's up to you? You're not worth it!"

"Old man Du, I just want to destroy you after seeing your ultimate killing trick."

Lin Feng dismissed a smile, and on the basis of this old man's state of practice, he dared to utter a word of madness and say a joke!

As for the other man's small movements, he also saw clearly, but how could he care about such a small movement?

"So arrogant boy, since you have been fighting each other over and over again, the old man fights with you today."

"Draw the curse with blood, add blood curse."

Du Lao, who had pinched Fayin quietly behind him, broke his palm without hesitation, then drew the curse with blood.

This is his last ability to press the bottom of the box. If this does not kill Lin Feng, then he is really fierce today.

"Du Lao made the ultimate killing move!"

"Hope ... this trick will kill the kid."

Everyone in the Xue family prayed silently in their hearts.

The old man Du finally made the ultimate killing move, this is their Xue family, the last hope.

If it succeeds, the Xue family can still continue as before, but once they fail, perhaps their Xue family will completely disappear from today, and no longer exist.

Since then, there is no Taihe Xue family!

With Du Lao's blood curse, Lin Feng began to feel that the breath in the air was changing, and it seemed that there was a mental influence to be added to himself.

"Blood curse of the blood race?" This kind of breath is familiar, like the blood curse of the blood race above the nineth heaven.

In the ninth heaven, there are many races. In addition to human races, there are demons, demons, witches, blood races, and so on.

Among them, the witch and blood races are all known for their curses. The only difference is that most of the blood races use their own blood as their blood, which is extremely domineering.

"No, it's not the blood curse of the blood race. The cursed blessing is much weaker than the real blood curse."

Lin Feng soon noticed the gap.

Although this blood curse is quite similar to the blood curse, it is still very different in essence.

The gap is just like the gap between the castrated version of the skills he gave to the Blade Squad and the full version.

"Boy, the old man who actually forced him to use the ultimate killing trick, let's die!"

Du Lao's face finally laughed. Lin Feng's disappointment fell into his eyes, which had become a manifestation of erosion by mental force.

The power of the blood curse, he knew very well that as long as it was eroded by the power of mind, he would be cursed by the blood curse and could not escape.

If Lin Feng is a master of martial arts or a master of cultivating law, he can rely on his inner strength and skill to stop the erosion of this mental power, but is it possible to practice the master outside? It is impossible to rely on the physical resistance to the erosion of mental ability.

"Is this your ultimate killing trick? But that's it!"

Withdrawing his thoughts, Lin Feng raised his hand in the void and pushed it. The thought that had swept up stopped in an instant, and slowly gathered in the position of Lin Feng's palm.

"how can that be!"

"How could this be? How could this be?"

Du Lao also felt this change at this time.

No matter how hard he tried, the cursing power was thus blocked in front of the palm raised by Lin Feng, unable to move in the slightest.

"What's going on, what's going on?"

"Did this guy ... even Du Lao's ultimate killing trick be now!"

Everyone in the Xue family also noticed anomalies.

Although they couldn't see what happened between Lin Feng and Du Lao, what was certain was that Du Lao's ultimate killing move seemed to have a problem.

Depending on the situation, the ultimate killing move with their confidence seems to have no effect on Lin Feng.

"Although the blood curse of yours is very different from the blood curse of the blood race, the curse power is quite powerful under the constraints of the Earth's current environment."

"It's a pity that you met me ..."

After the concentration of thoughts reached a certain level, Lin Feng's raised palm gently pushed, and the thick blood curse thoughts returned to the original way, swarming towards Du Lao.

"He could fight back with his cursing power!"

The old man Du was shocked. When Lin Feng originally cursed his mind, it was enough to shock him, but the shock was far from the shock at this time.

The difference between blocking the cursing power and counterattack with the cursing power of the attack is very large.

"Master, you are a master!"

The old man Du is very clear about his strength, he can easily block his blood curse, and counterattack with the blood curse he attacks. There is only one kind of person, the master of cultivation.

"no no……"

The old man began to shout in horror, and was very clear about the power of these blood cursing thoughts. If these blood cursing thoughts rebounded, he would only have one end, and the whole person would burst into a mist of blood.

"Leading with blood, cursing power ... chop."

The old man Du condenses the magical energy again, and then transforms the solid magical gas into the shape of a sword, in order to use it to cut off the cursing thoughts.

It's just that these intangible thoughts can't be cut off by the blade of the void created by the magic.

No matter how hard he tries, he just struggles with nothing!

"No ... no, you can't kill me."

"I am the disciple of the Blood Demon Gate. If you kill me, you will be the enemy of the entire Blood Demon Gate."

Curse's counterattack is getting stronger and stronger, and it will soon be reflected into Du Lao's body. At this time, he can no longer restrain the fear in his heart, begging hard.

In the current situation, if you want to survive, you can only pin your hope on the Blood Demon Gate.

He didn't want to die. He was already half-successful. If he was fortunate enough to meet an opportunity, he could directly break through the consummation and become a master practitioner.

At that time, he will be a strong standing with the whole of China.

"Blood Door?"

Lin Feng slowed the offensive and asked with interest.

"Yes, the Blood Demon Gate, our Blood Demon Gate is the sacred gate in Xiangnan."

"The Master of the Dharma Master is really strong, but our Blood Demon Gate is not vegetarian. Historically, the Master of the Daemon that our Blood Demon Gate has killed is far more than one or two!"

"At the peak of the history of the Blood Demon Gate, there are three masters in one gate. Even now, there is still a successful master who is sitting on the top, and the strongest ones who practice the peak of the law are the most powerful ones.

The old man Du dumbfounded the whole details of the Blood Demon Gate, hoping that he could finally succeed in deterring.

"At the peak, there were three masters? There is only one now? Then you blood gate is really enough to lose!" Lin Feng dismissed.

He was only interested in the Blood Demon Gate, but it was not enough to just make him worry about it alone.

"There are so many lost gates, not only our Blood Demon Gate, but even if there is only one Master of the Dharma Master who sits in the town, plus the elders who are at the top of the Dharma practice, you still cannot be our opponent of the Blood Demon Gate! Du Lao continued pretending to be tough.

The decline of the Zongmen is not a single issue. This is a general trend. It is not just the Blood Demon Gate, but all the gates of Huaxia are in decline.

"Not your opponent? Just rely on your Goremen ... Joke!"

"Well, today I will slaughter you first. If your blood golems really dare to come to you to avenge you in the future, all of them will be slaughtered."