Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

The broken cloud bridge twisted and turned under the blood-red sky, like blood vessels, scarlet and weird.

The moment Ling Feng stepped onto the first floating stone slab, he suddenly felt a strange suction force under his feet. Densely packed ancient runes from the old days appeared on the surface of the stone slab, as if countless pairs of eyes were staring at him.

"Everyone, be careful!"

Jiang Mengyue's reminder came at the right time, "This cloud bridge will absorb the climber's fear, anxiety, and many negative emotions!"

Before he finished speaking, the last Bei Ming soldier suddenly screamed.

Everyone looked back and saw that his combat boots had been assimilated into the stone slabs at some point, and his legs were turning into gray-white crystals at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a blink of an eye, it turned into grayish-white dust and dissipated.

Everyone frowned suddenly, what a strange cloud bridge!

“Everyone should stay three meters apart.”

Supervisor Luo Hao took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Activate the Flowing Silver Saint Armor!"

"Yes!"

More than a dozen skeleton warriors shouted in unison, and as silver light circulated around their bodies, the silver holy armor automatically covered their entire bodies.

Ling Feng's eyelids twitched slightly. As expected, the people from Beiming Military Academy had developed the Flowing Silver Holy Armor.

However, it only reached the level of the Silver Cloth.

After all, the Brilliant Gold Armor was a battle armor that was developed after old Hector left the Beiming Military Academy. Even though the Beiming Military Academy imitated the existence of a similar Silver Armor, it was unable to continue to develop a higher-level Brilliant Gold Armor.

Moreover, if you observe carefully, you will find that although the Silver Armor on these people is very similar to Brian's, it is probably only restored to 60% to 70%.

From this it can be seen that Hector and his teacher were indeed geniuses of epoch-making significance.

After activating the Flowing Silver Holy Armor, the speed of the skeleton warriors from the Beiming Military Academy suddenly increased a lot.

About half an hour later, the Dream-Eating Adventure Group had climbed nearly a hundred steps of the cloud bridge and arrived at the middle section of the Nine Temples.

The suspended nightmare temple is at this height.

"Coming!"

Huang Shaotian looked up and saw the bronze gate of the Nightmare Temple. He couldn't help but fly towards the Nightmare Temple.

However, when he stepped onto the stone slab of the cloud bridge leading to the Nightmare Temple, the stairs under his feet suddenly twisted and deformed.

Countless pale arms stretched out from the gaps between the stone slabs, grabbed his ankles and dragged him into the abyss.

"Damn it!"

Huang Shaotian cursed loudly, and the golden light of the Nine Deaths Sword surged, but it was unable to cut off these ghost hands condensed by pure fear.

"let me."

Ling Feng gathered the black flames of the underworld at his fingertips and flicked it lightly.

The moment the black flame touched the ghost hand, the entire cloud bridge seemed to let out a shrill scream, and those arms shrank back as if they were electrocuted.

The metal-transformed eyeball in Luo Hao's left eye flashed red light crazily: "Mr. Chen, this move doesn't seem to belong to the power of the Nightmare Monarch, right?"

Ling Feng ignored the temptation and continued forward.

Luo Hao looked at Ling Feng's back and snorted coldly in his heart: When you lose your usefulness, that will be the day of your death!

The crowd continued to approach the Nightmare Temple, and just as they were about to reach the temple door, something strange happened.

Twelve stone statues suddenly emerged from the clouds. They remained in a kneeling posture, but their faces showed extremely pious expressions.

Each stone statue has a different weapon stuck in its chest, it seems...

Believer?
"This is..." Jiang Mengyue seemed to understand something and suddenly said, "This is the martyrdom statue of the first generation of the Nightmare Sect!"

"The image of martyrdom?"

Ling Feng's eyelids twitched slightly. These followers of the evil god were indeed crazy!

"Looks like we've arrived!"

Yinshan of the giant clan took a step forward with his burly body, but still used the ancient corpses to lead the way and did not dare to take risks easily.

"Wait! Stand back!"

Ling Feng shouted loudly, and suddenly, purple-black vines grew out of the wounds of the stone statues, interweaving into a huge cage in the air.

Whoosh whoosh!
In an instant, the ancient corpse of Yinshan was pierced by tree roots and vines, and corrosive black blood dripped down, corroding the stone steps of Yunqiao so that they made crackling sounds.

And more vines have formed a huge blood cocoon, wrapping everyone inside.

"Made!"

Luo Hao cursed and immediately ordered his generals to fire at full speed.

Boom boom boom!

The firepower of the Beiming Military Academy was indeed not to be underestimated. It quickly broke the blood cocoon formed by vines. However, before everyone could escape from the blood cocoon, new vines quickly filled the gap, as if trying to trap everyone to death.

"How can we deal with this?"

Huang Shaotian turned around and looked at Ling Feng, but before Ling Feng could make a move, the No. 0 skeleton warrior from the Beiming Military Academy suddenly swelled up.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a giant battle armor over a hundred feet tall. With its arms spread out, it tore the blood cocoon into two halves.

Ling Feng took advantage of the situation and summoned the phantom of the God-killing Spear. He flashed away and attacked fiercely.

boom!
In the blink of an eye, the blood-red spear light accurately pierced into the center of the eyebrows of each stone statue.

Accompanied by the sound of shattering, the vines quickly retracted into the shadows and the cage collapsed with a loud bang.

When the last stone statue fell, a strange laugh lingered in the void: "You will all become us in the end... hehehe..."

Everyone was perplexed. Could it be that those stone statues were not stone sculptures, but...

living person?

Ling Feng shook his head and put these distracting thoughts behind him.

It has come to this point, nothing can scare me back!

He looked up at the towering gate of the Nightmare Temple and took a step forward resolutely.

Two hours later.

As the saying goes, it's like running to death by looking at the mountain.

The palace gate was clearly very close, but this section of the journey took the longest time.

Ling Feng could probably understand why those people from Battle Axe, though only a dozen steps away from the Temple of Destruction, took so long and ultimately failed to enter the temple.

From the time they arrived here until they finally reached the gate of the Temple of Terror, the guys from the Tomahawk Adventure Group finally entered the temple.

Obviously, the difficulty of entering the Temple of Destruction is far greater than that of the Temple of Nightmare.

"Someone's coming in again!"

Huang Shaotian looked down in the direction of the entrance to the Nine Gods Temple and couldn't help but exclaimed.

Sure enough, just as they arrived at the platform in front of the Nightmare Temple, the Ash Adventure Group finally entered the area of ​​the Nine Temples.

Following closely behind was the exploration team from the Judgment Academy of the First Calamity City.

The white-haired old man in the lead was the one who led the Judgment Academy to summon the "Agares" Dharma image.

This person's strength is obviously far beyond Norton's.

The two forces arrived at the Nine Gods Temple almost one after the other, and then, before they even started climbing the Cloud Bridge, they clashed with each other.

"Haha, it's dog biting dog, the fight has started!" Huang Shaotian couldn't help but chuckle, and at the same time he couldn't help but feel fortunate that they came in early, otherwise if they had come in at the same time with several other forces, they would have started fighting before they even started searching for treasure.

"Don't worry about them!"

Ling Feng shook his head and stared at the temple in front of him.

The next moment, his eyes were attracted by the scene at the entrance of the temple.

There were two statues of evil gods, more than ten meters high, standing on both sides, each with a different shape.

There were blue flames dancing in their eye sockets. One of them held a spear, and the other held a steel fork, which they crossed to block the entrance.

There were several mummies hanging on the spear tips, and the newest one was still dripping with blood. Judging from their attire, they should be the followers of the evil god under the command of the Battle Axe Adventure Group.

However, they failed to enter the temple and died in front of the door.

Luo Hao seemed to have thought of something, his expression changed slightly, and he quickly turned on the communicator and said to the other teams: "After arriving at the major temples, stay put for now! Wait for me and... ahem..." He raised his eyes to look at the people of the Dream Devouring Adventure Group, and immediately changed his words: "Wait for my news!"

Although the overall strength of the teams that were separated is not bad, they do not yet have the ability to explore these temples on their own.

To rush in rashly is tantamount to seeking death.

Ling Feng would naturally not care about the affairs of the Beiming Military Academy. The reason why he was still pretending to be friendly with these guys was that, firstly, the No. 0 skeleton warrior was probably the incarnation of the Beiming Military God, and his strength was still unknown. It would be best if he could avoid falling out with him.

Secondly, these people from the Beiming Military Academy are good as cannon fodder for exploration.

The third and most important point is that Ling Feng still holds the trump card of the Zerg Queen in his hand.

No matter what happens, he has enough confidence to deal with it.

This is the most important point.

"Nal'zyss...Khor'dain..."

At this moment, the two stone sculptures blocking the front of the temple uttered the whispers of ancient gods.

"Vh'roth...Xal'gunn..."

Jiang Mengyue's right eye was filled with black mist, and she immediately knelt on the ground, saying devoutly, "Lord Nightmare, I am your most pious servant and have come to see you."

The statue immediately let out a hoarse whisper, and the crossed spears slowly opened up to create a gap just big enough for one person to pass through.

Jiang Mengyue then stood up and walked quickly towards the temple. As expected, the two statues did not stop her.

Soon after, other believers followed suit and were released one by one by the statue.

When it was Ling Feng's turn, Ling Feng just snorted coldly. He was the Nightmare Lord with the power of Nightmare God. Did he need to kneel down to two statues?
Sure enough, when the evil god's will contained in the two statues swept over him, it paused for a moment, and then completely put away its weapons.

Rumble!
Even the two huge statues knelt on one knee and bowed to Ling Feng, saying respectfully: "Please... come in..."

Seeing this scene, Supervisor Luo Hao's eyes clearly flashed with surprise, but he quickly recovered.

His guess was right. This Chen Hu was the incarnation of the Nightmare Monarch!

His eyelids drooped slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Mr. Chen Hu, oh no, maybe I should respect you as the Nightmare Monarch."

"No problem." Ling Feng nodded slightly and did not deny it.

"Since the Nightmare Monarch has come in person, everything inside the Nightmare Temple should belong to His Excellency. We will not set foot inside the temple."

Luo Hao smiled faintly, "We will support you outside the palace. If there is any change, just let us know and we will definitely come in to help!"

"Thank you very much!"

Ling Feng looked at Luo Hao meaningfully. This old fox was obviously afraid that he would use the temple's means to deal with them, so he didn't dare to enter the temple.

However, once they take out the Nightmare Monarch's inheritance, it will probably be the time for a falling out.

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled, without saying much, he turned around and was about to step into the temple, but he heard Huang Shaotian's voice, "Hey! Old, ahem, Lord Monarch, I haven't gone in yet!"

This guy is not a believer of the Nightmare Evil God, so there is no way he would kneel down before those two statues.

Ling Feng immediately stretched out his hand and enveloped Huang Shaotian with the aura of nightmare priesthood. Although the two statues shook slightly, they still acquiesced to this behavior.

Within the Nightmare Temple, the will of the Nightmare Lord cannot be disobeyed!
"The status of monarch is very useful!"

The next moment, Huang Shaotian stood beside Ling Feng, looked back at the people in Beiming Military Academy, and said in a low voice: "Do you want to use those two statues to kill those guys?"

"No rush." ​​Ling Feng shook his head slightly. "The other party hasn't torn their faces off yet, so we just have to continue playing this drama with them."

After saying this, he turned and walked towards the temple. The moment he crossed the threshold, he felt dizzy...

dark.

Absolute darkness.

Ling Feng suddenly opened his eyes, but could see nothing.

He tried to call out to his companions, but found that even his voice was swallowed up.

Suddenly, a bright light appeared in the distance and gradually expanded into the shape of a portal.

"Is this...Xuanling Continent?"

Ling Feng looked at the familiar buildings in front of him in disbelief.

This seems to be the residence of the Mu family of the Jiuli Divine Clan in the Zhongyuan Region of the Xuanling Continent.

However, hanging high above the door plaque of the mansion were the words "Ling Mansion".

At this moment, he was standing in the family martial arts training ground, and the sound of children playing came from the distance.

A little girl of seven or eight years old ran towards him, her face vaguely similar to his own when he was a child.

Is that... Rufeng?
"Dad, look at the new Jade-Transferring Sword that Master Duanmu and I have learned. Don't you think it's powerful?!"

The little girl waved the wooden sword excitedly, and each move looked very professional.

Grandmaster Duanmu?

Could it be Duanmu Qingshan?

At this moment, a hearty laugh was heard, "Rufeng girl is very talented, and will soon. The master will have nothing to teach you!"

Ling Feng looked up and saw that the person who spoke was none other than the first master he met in the Wenxian Sect, Duanmu Qingshan!

"If you can't teach me, I'll do it!"

Then an old man with a goatee came out of the mansion with a smile on his face. He picked up Rufeng and said, "Little girl, you are much better than your father. Let me teach you for two years. You will definitely become a top-notch alchemy master!"

It’s Yan Cangtian!
"Hey, refining pills is so boring. It's more interesting to learn from us in the Valley of Evil and become the greatest villain in the world!"

"Girl, why don't you learn how to cook from me? Haha!"

Then, one familiar face after another appeared before my eyes.

The undefeated naughty boy Shepherd God, the Shura chef Paoniu, the ghost doctor Chang Baicao...

These are the teachers who have guided me in the past!
Then, several young men came in from outside the yard.

The people who came were Jiang Xiaofan, Li Bufan, Yan Jinghong, Lin Mu, Chu Chaonan, and even the powerful Ten Espadas of the Howling Wind Camp!

"Xiao Rufeng, I haven't seen you for a long time. You've grown taller again! You'll soon be as tall as Uncle Xiaofan's chest!"

"Come on, Xiao Rufeng, Uncle Lin Mu will let you ride the bull!"

"..."

Where is this?

Ling Feng just felt a little confused. Shouldn't I ascend to the fairyland, then break through the divine way and come to the distant city of disasters?
But everything in front of me...

It's like another life of mine.

If I hadn't ascended to the fairyland, if...

Just when Ling Feng was feeling uneasy, "Husband."

A gentle female voice came from behind.

Ling Feng turned around and saw the graceful Mu Qianxue walking towards him with a tea tray in her hands. Her eyes were full of tenderness. "You've been practicing swordsmanship for the whole morning. Take a break."

As she spoke, she took out a silk scarf from her bosom and gently wiped the sweat off his forehead.

Ling Feng was struck by lightning, but deep in his heart an indescribable warmth welled up.

"Illusion!..."

Ling Feng bit his tongue hard, and the taste of blood spread in his mouth.

But the scene didn't change at all, even the pain was terrifyingly real.

"Daddy, why don't you answer me!"

Xiao Rufeng's voice came again, and tears welled up in Ling Feng's eyes.

I owe so much to Mu Qianxue and Rufeng.

"Yes, Daddy is here!"

He finally couldn't help but responded, and then hugged his wife and daughter.

If this is really a beautiful dream, what's wrong with sinking into this moment?

Along the way, I am really, too tired, too tired... (End of this chapter)