Galaxy Shattering Blade Chapter 1147: Because of me

Heartbeat accelerated, Lin Feng looked pale.

It’s hard not to panic to see this scene. Even if he is strong, he will think of the shocking scene on the fourth floor of the treasure tower, and then he will think of Manzi... Lin Feng’s chest undulates sharply, tolerating his anger and continuing to search for memory .

He will not give up.

Because of giving up, it really failed.

"Huh?" Lin Feng's eyes lit up.

Another clip was quickly found in the memory. It was a demonic team pressing against the human warriors, and I don’t know where to go. However, the position of the Purple Pupil Witch who was swallowed by her own memory is low, and it is not enough to understand, and it is impossible to see whether Manzi is among those human warriors.

Heartbeat gradually returned to normal, and Lin Feng hoped to be born.

Possibly!

Although the number of human warriors is small, it also occupies nearly one-third. The most important thing is...I have never found the graceful figure in all the memories of the Purple Pussy Witch, she is very likely Not among the men and women in the treasure tower.

But even so, Manzi is still dangerous.

"The Demon Clan has already captured many human strong men before, this is not the first batch, nor the last batch." Lin Feng secretly, it is clear that the Demon Clan is a purposeful action, although he does not know their intentions now , But the high-ranking demon clan, ten of them* will know, for example...

Just chased down two of your own cursed gods.

If you don't enter the tiger's den, you will win the tiger.

Pap!

Lin Feng stood up and stepped out of the cave.

Although it is dangerous to re-enter the fourth floor of the Treasure Tower, he must do so. He is now in a precarious state. He must know as soon as possible where the Mozu caught them and go to the rescue. Walking out of the cave, Lin Feng looked at Ji Ji: "How much combat power?"

"70%." Ji Ri replied.

"Enough is enough, let's go." Lin Feng took the lead and stepped out of the air.

You don’t need to talk too much.

Go back to the treasure tower again!

Lin Feng is a daring artist who has the courage to take advantage of the help of Ji Ji. He is less than 30% likely to win one-on-two, but even if he is not sure about two-on-two, he has 80%. As long as Ji Ji drags any one of them, he will surely defeat the other.

But the premise is...two to two.

"Oh?" Lin Feng frowned deeply.

The mighty demonic breath is suppressed. Although they can be sensed from afar, Lin Feng looks at Jiri, who said in a deep voice: "They seem to be acting."

Lin Feng nodded.

If you are right, the "provocation" just now should have deeply angered this group of Demon Powerhouses. Although they may not be out to find themselves, ten of them will attack humans. The Demon Race is very fierce and extremely killing, especially the four ancient Demon Races are lofty and unwilling to be humiliated.

"You go back first." Lin Feng said to Ji Ri.

Even now, even if it is a bogey, he can’t attack like the Demon Army. Although he is confident, he is not arrogant.

"Yes, master." Ji Ji bowed his head and disappeared.

The demon army, come in mighty.

Lin Feng is trailing in the Demon Army, not only his own breath is hidden, but he is also dressed in a cloak of solitary shadow. Not only was he looking for opportunities, but also monitoring the movement of the Mozu army, and following the Mozu for less than an hour, Lin Feng had already determined their target direction.

Pointing directly at the seventh human domain!

"Sure enough, it is because of me." Lin Feng heard the voice of the demon army and learned of the two leaders

Zuo Zhiying and Youyou.

One, is the second strongest among the purple pupil demons.

Another is the third strongest in the Netherworld.

The strength is not weak.

"In terms of top-level combat power, the demon may not be able to match the strongest miracle holy king of mankind." Lin Feng is very clear that the miracle holy king alone is very strong, but what about one pair of four? The strongest of the four ancient demon tribes have the power to approach the Miracle King.

Even if each race ranks second and third, they are all comparable to the top five in the Wuwu list.

This is where the power of the Demon Races lies. There are quite a few of their first echelons.

Take the four ancient demon tribes as leaders, lead the ten primitive ancestor demon tribes, 108 original demon tribes, on the number of broken curse heavenly demon, human far inferior demon tribes. The number of strong men in life-breaking period is 125, but the Demon Race exceeds 500, which is a four-fold gap.

One of the Neme stars is the birthplace of the demon, and the second is a shortcut to improve the demon's strength.

Blood!

The Demon Race pays more attention to the bloodline than humans. For example, the Ten Great Yuanzu Demon Races and the Second Echelon Demon Races can often only produce Yuanzu Devil-level Demon, which is equivalent to the longevity of human beings. But as long as it can withstand the blood of the four ancient demon races, the blood veins will change, directly breaking the shackles.

Normal potential can be raised to the supreme devil, and those with high potential can even become the curse-crowded demon.

The same is true of the 108 original demon clan. The blood of the ancient demon clan they can bear is no less than the primitive demon clan in terms of number and survival rate, but...it can’t stand a large number. For example, the demonic army commanded by the Nether Demon Clan and the Purple Eye Demon Clan now has a total of 25 Spellcasting Demon, far beyond the seventh human domain.

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The Glory Seven League, upstairs.

"I don't know if the Lin Feng Brothers will have an accident." White Tiger Wang frowned, worried.

"It should be fine." Fan Xingwang reassured.

"This kind of selfish person manages what he does, and he will die if he wants to die." Leo sneered: "Just for his own benefit, I don't want to think about how hard we are to resist the demon army, what do I want to do Just do it, hum, it’s too unpredictable."

"The young patriarch is right, he is too reckless." Wutong echoed.

The wasteland is still expressionless, and the master of the painting smiled and said: "The phase is born from the heart, the vertical son is from the emotion to the nature, very good."

"What a fart!" Leo said disdainfully: "Where are we when we are fighting against the army of demons? It's not that you're practicing, this kind of person only thinks of himself, what a man! I can't bear the burden on my shoulder, Count on him...hehe, forget it."

Baihu Wang and Fan Xingwang heard displeasure from their words~IndoMTL.com~ But it's not easy to say anything, after all, Leo's identity is special.

The mouth is on him, and he can’t stop what he wants to say.

Wudi

"Uh!" A figure appeared fiercely in the air, enough to let Lei Jin, the White Tiger King, and other people startled, but there was no trace and no sound at all. Wearing a black cloak, black armor, and that familiar face, isn't it Lin Feng?

"Brother Lin Feng!" White Tiger King was overjoyed.

"King of Blades." Lei Jin nodded, his eyes slightly puzzled.

He could still feel the arrival of Lin Feng before, but now he can't feel it at all.

The Master Master still smiled, Leo snorted, crossed his hands across his chest, his eyes flashed in jealousy, and turned his head.

"Everyone is ready, the demon army has come." Lin Feng's voice came out, and everyone was surprised.

...to be continued.