Immortal Emperor Returns Chapter 243: Birth is not in time

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"How could this be? Even Ito's ancestor is not his opponent?"

"It's over, our Longmen Hejia, this time is really finished!"

The king of gambling only thought that Ito Takeshi was dead, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

Lin Feng and Ito Takeshi fight today. If Ito Takeshi wins, then their He family can still guarantee the glory of the past and ensure that they will stand tall in the next hundred years.

However, once Lin Feng wins, Longmen Hejia will no longer exist.

"No...you can't do this, you can't die for the ancestors of the Ito family!"

"You can't die, you can't die!"

He Jiaqi, her aunts and children, panic has written on everyone's cheeks.

He Yujie did not speak, but her face was pale.

She is a little regretful. If she can persist in her own opinion under the persuasion of her father, Longmen Hejia, maybe there is still a chance of survival.

But now, from the moment she was successfully persuaded by her father, that last opportunity has been exhausted and no longer exists.

"Senior, you once said that within the scope of this altar, ancestor Ito was an immortal body, but now, what is going on?"

The King He Gambler was full of horror, and he could only cast his last look at Patriarch Ito.

He Yujie and the rest of the He family followed closely at the Ito Patriarch, casting the same expectant glances.

"Of course, as long as it is within the scope of altars and temples, the ancestors are immortal, let alone half-step transcendent. Even if the real transcendents come, the ancestors are helpless."

Patriarch Ito said with a deep face, his expression becoming more solemn.

As long as it is within the scope of the ancestral temple and the altar, the ancestor is fine, but as he had previously worried, once Lin Feng leaves to retaliate, their Ito family will no longer exist.

"But..."

The gambling king's eyes fell on the place where the ancestors of the Ito family burst, and he stopped talking.

"The soul the size of a baby's fist is the true soul of the ancestor, the flesh and even the soul deity, but it is only the ancestor condensed by the power of faith, as long as the power of faith continues, the ancestor can gather a new body at any time And the soul deity."

Patriarch Ito continued.

He was dubious, he focused his gaze on that ray of soul again.

It's just that after waiting for a while, I still haven't seen the reconciled spirit deity of the Ito family ancestors.

"Patriarch Ito, what do you think of the current situation...?" King He Gambler asked nervously.

"This...impossible? How could this be?" Patriarch Ito was also dumbfounded. According to his understanding, the ancestor's physical body would soon recover.

Unfortunately, until this time, the ancestors still existed in a state of divine soul, without the slightest sign of reuniting the flesh.

How did this fellow know that the supply of the power of faith takes a certain amount of time, as long as Lin Feng's speed can exceed the initial speed of the supply of faith, then the supply of the power of faith will be completely cut off. restore.

"Boy, the old man originally thought that he had already made the highest assessment of your strength, but he never thought that, as a result, the old man underestimated your strength time and time again."

"What is the pair of void wings on your back? Unexpectedly, its speed can be so terrifying!"

Ito Take’s only wisp of divine soul was completely furious, and the power of faith was completely blocked. He could not rely on the power of faith to reconsolidate his body or divine soul deity.

The most important thing is that after the connection between the soul and the power of faith is completely cut off, the connection cannot be restored within a certain period of time, so the connection between the soul and the power of faith will be truly lost.

Even if the external cause of the severance is eliminated, it will take a long time to restore contact.

"Boy, you bad old man has cultivated for a hundred years. The old man has never finished with you. The old man swears that your soul will be completely wiped out after the endless torture."

"Even if you temporarily block the power of the old man's faith, boy, next, the old man will let you see and understand the most powerful place in soul cultivation."

Ito Takeshi continued to roar, and his majestic spirit spewed out like a tsunami, swept towards Lin Feng, and instantly swallowed Lin Feng.

This is where the soul cultivation is truly the most powerful. As long as you enter the soul cultivation, you can condense the spiritual mind with the power of belief.

The current martial artists, they are either physically, or internally, or powerful, but their spiritual power is extremely weak.

Except for their kind of soul cultivation, only those truly transcendents recorded in ancient books will possess powerful spiritual consciousness. Those spiritual powers under the transcendents are all vulnerable and vulnerable to their soul cultivation.

"You want to fight with me? Ito Takeshi, you are really asking for your own death."

Lin Feng couldn't help laughing. Originally, he was still thinking about how to control Ito Takeshi in the spirit state to prevent the opponent from escaping into the altar.

But never thought that Takeshi Ito would attack with his spirit...

It's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous!

"It is true. With the strength of your soul cultivation and the power of the soul, unless you encounter a truly extraordinary person, the spirit of other people is like cutting a melon with a kitchen knife." /

"But it's a pity, you met me, you can be considered a bad time!"

"There is a way to heaven, you don’t go, there is no way to hell, you enter, today, I will take your soul, transform your mind, and let you see and understand what kind of mind is truly powerful. "

Lin Feng stood with his hand in hand, a golden edge burst out in his eyes, and then a surging spirit burst out.

The vast divine thoughts gushing out like the sun, moon and stars, did not sweep away like Ito Take’s divine thoughts, but were compressed and consolidated crazily in an instant, just like Sun Dasheng’s golden hoop. From the maximum state to the minimum state in general.

"Boom!"

Two huge divine thoughts collided, like a volcanic eruption, erupting with a deafening rumbling sound.

"Boom!"

Ito Takeshi was like a tsunami, and the majestic spirit that swept across the sky was instantly compressed and condensed by Lin Feng, and a huge hole was punched out.

This hole is like a fuse to ignite explosives, and Takeshi Ito’s majestic spirit burst instantly and collapsed.

The majestic spirit burst, and Ito Takeshi's spirit, suspended in mid-air, swayed violently from left to right, nearly falling.

"You actually want to fight with me, Ito Takeshi, you are really overwhelmed!"

Lin Feng stretched out his hand and bound a strand of Ito Takeshi's soul into his palm.