Global Demon Transformation.

Chapter 714 The White-Clad Reappearance
Outside the barrier, a large crowd had gathered; as far as the eye could see, there were people everywhere.

They were all drawn here by the name "Lin Feng".

They were eager to know if this Lin Feng was the same human youth who dared to declare war on the Divine Martial Continent.

Unfortunately, they can see what's inside the barrier, but they can't enter it.

And within the barrier, it seems that no one can forcibly leave.

"This is truly hellish difficulty!"

Lin Feng looked around and muttered to himself.

At this moment, he was surrounded by hundreds of powerful individuals, all of whom were at least ninth-rank or higher, including more than twenty kings.

It might even reach thirty.

In addition, there are two emperors.

Lin Feng scanned the area; the enemy had left him no escape route, and enemies were everywhere.

Looking down into the ground, Lin Feng noticed that even the ground was glowing white, covered by a thick layer of ice.

The strange man was clearly worried that Lin Feng would escape by burrowing underground.

Even though the dragonfish refined by Lin Feng was not of the earth attribute, it never absorbed any "earth-burrowing" type soul skills, nor did it ever use that ability.

Their extreme caution demonstrates their determination to kill Lin Feng.

A pair of restless and bloodthirsty eyes were fixed on Lin Feng.

That gaze sent chills down your spine.

Lin Feng's expression was also somewhat solemn at this moment.

His gaze turned to the northwest, which was the direction of the city lord's mansion.

That was also the location where Wang Mian was.

At first, you could faintly hear some sounds of fighting, but now it's very quiet.

Has Wang Mian already escaped?

Or is he dead?

If I die, the mission will be perfectly accomplished.

"It would be a pity if they escaped."

Lin Feng thought to himself.

There will be no such opportunity again.

Wang Mian might also become wary, and might even leave the Pure Land altogether.

"Haha."

Not far away, an elderly man with a effeminate demeanor let out a soft laugh.

He has successfully activated the barrier.

Although the barrier is not unbreakable, no one below the level of an emperor can break it with a single attack.

It will take at least two or three times.

Looking at Lin Feng, who was flapping his spiritual wings and hovering in mid-air, the old man could not hide his excitement.

Who would have thought that Lin Feng would appear in Witchfall City!
They even captured him alive.

The exorbitant reward offered by the Dragon King's Palace was certainly tempting, and it was also extremely alluring to him as an emperor.

But the reward was nothing compared to the excitement and pleasure he felt from personally taking Lin Feng's head.

You must know, the person in front of you is Lin Feng.

It is an existence that instills fear and powerlessness in the geniuses of the Divine Martial Continent.

The sense of accomplishment from personally annihilating such a human monster far surpasses any material reward.

"Xiong Tian, ​​who's going to make a move?"

The old man looked at the fierce-looking scarred man and asked.

"Let's work together, be careful, and don't let our guard down."

Xiong Tian was also excited, but he did not lose his composure.

Lin Feng's fame is too great, and his historical record is too glorious. Even though he is surrounded now, he must be very careful.

He had no intention of engaging in a one-on-one fight.

Even though he is an emperor, his strength is far greater than Lin Feng's.

"Are you planning to surround and kill me with hundreds of your people, especially since I'm not even an emperor?"

Lin Feng glanced at the strange people around him and chuckled.

The laughter shook the air, rippling outwards like a tsunami.

Faced with Lin Feng's provocative words, many of the supernatural beings showed disdain and mockery, while others remained unmoved, guessing Lin Feng's purpose.

But many more people were angry, feeling that Lin Feng was too arrogant. They looked at Xiong Tian and the effeminate old man, but rationally refrained from making a move.

"Among all these people here, is there not a single one who has the courage and ability to fight me one-on-one?"

"Are these strange beings so afraid of me?"

"Are these extraordinary people so cowardly and incompetent?"

"With your level of audacity, you actually want to invade Earth?"

Lin Feng continued to ask, his voice growing louder and louder, spreading throughout Wuyun City, causing countless people in the city to look up in the direction from which the voice came.

"Lin Feng is here!"

By this time, the residents of the city had already confirmed Lin Feng's arrival.

The only human so arrogant is Lin Feng.

The four questions in a row made the aliens inside the barrier unable to hide their anger.

The air was churning.

That was a vibration of soul power and spiritual power.

The atmosphere was silent for a few seconds, and soon someone couldn't hold back any longer.

A figure, its body crackling with purple arcs of electricity, shot towards Lin Feng like a bolt of purple lightning.

Xiong Tian frowned slightly at this, but did not stop it.

He seemed to want to see Lin Feng's strength as well.

Surrounded by them, Lin Feng had no chance of escape.

It's good to deplete some of Lin Feng's soul power in advance.

"Just an ordinary king?"

Seeing the approaching figure, Lin Feng simultaneously activated the "Fish-Dragon Transformation" and "Blood Cry," his muscles swelled, and his body suddenly grew taller, transforming into a giant covered in blue dragon scales.

"It's 'The Transformation of Fish and Dragons'!"

"Lin Feng has indeed cultivated the 'Fish-Dragon Transformation'!"

"It actually has dragon horns!"

Exclamations of surprise rang out continuously.

"Has it changed for the sixth time?"

Xiong Tian's gaze lingered on the dragon horns on Lin Feng's forehead, and he exclaimed in amazement.

How could he not know about the divine technique "Fish-Dragon Transformation" created by the invincible Dragon King?

The higher the level of a cultivation technique, the more difficult it is to cultivate, and naturally, the slower the cultivation speed will be.

Moreover, this is not a cultivation method used by the human race.

In just five years, Lin Feng has actually cultivated to the sixth transformation. I'm afraid that even if you search the entire Dragon King Palace, there is no one who can compare to him.

His cultivation speed and comprehension are perhaps even better than those of the Dragon King.

The figure crackling with electric arcs flashed a few times and quickly appeared before Lin Feng. It was an alien man who had entered a demonic transformation state. His body was covered with purple scales, his arms were swollen and twisted, and his sharp claws gleamed with cold light.

Facing the enemy's claw attack, Lin Feng floated in mid-air, neither dodging nor avoiding. He suddenly raised his right arm, allowing the dragon scale on his left chest to be torn open. As the dragon scale fell off, a large chunk of flesh was also ripped away.

The intense pain caused Lin Feng's expression to change slightly, but his gaze grew even colder.

Lin Feng, who is 2.5 meters tall, lowered his head slightly, looked at the strange man who was two heads smaller than him and wanted to escape, and smiled.

That smile sent shivers down the spine of the strange man.

He moved, arcs of electricity crackling across his body, about to transform into lightning once more, but before he could retreat, Lin Feng's raised right arm fell like a slashing blade.

Amidst the piercing sound of wind being torn apart, Lin Feng's right arm ripped open the strange man's head, like smashing open a rotten watermelon, and finally penetrated deep into his chest.

Hot blood dripped to the ground, but Lin Feng's hand remained in the strange man's chest.

Lin Feng casually tossed the corpse to the ground, then said softly, "This kind of trash shouldn't embarrass themselves in public."

This bloody scene caused many of the supernatural beings to change their expressions. A silence fell over the room.

Lin Feng's strength exceeded everyone's expectations.

Lin Feng appeared to be injured as well, but it was clearly a minor injury that did not significantly affect his combat strength.

The man who made the move just now is named Gang Lin. He is a mid-level Spirit King and has refined a ninth-order lightning-attribute demon spirit. He is quite famous in Wuyun City and his strength is not weak. He is not the "trash" that Lin Feng said.

If you don't have confidence in your own strength, how could you dare to make the first move against Lin Feng?

It's not that he's weak, but that Lin Feng is too strong.

Without using any soul skills, he could easily kill a mid-level Spirit King with just his physical strength.

Lin Feng's formidable strength and bloody methods clearly intimidated some of the supernatural beings, and most of their previously eager gazes vanished instantly.

Without the strength of an emperor, no one dares to say they can definitely beat Lin Feng.

Lin Feng's methods have not yet been fully unleashed.

"I'll try."

In mid-air, a burly man, 2.3 meters tall and wearing armor, flapped his wings and shouted.

As he spoke, he flew towards Lin Feng and stopped ten meters away from him.

Even in front of Lin Feng, the burly man only lowered his head slightly.

It should be noted that he had not yet entered the demon transformation state.

The two looked at each other, neither of them showing any fear.

"It's Mu Li!"

"With him here, it's a sure thing; Lin Feng is definitely no match for him."

"Mu Li is a high-level Spirit King and a mid-level Martial King. I don't believe Lin Feng can be his match."

Many of the strange people whispered among themselves, recognizing the burly man at a glance.

This person is clearly quite famous.

Just as Mu Li was about to make a move, Xiong Tian's voice suddenly rang out: "Step back. There is no need to fight someone who is destined to die."

Xiong Tian was unaware of Lin Feng's purpose. Logically, the consumption of spiritual and soul power would not benefit Lin Feng's escape.

Was it a desperate struggle, knowing he was doomed? Or was there another purpose? He wasn't sure.

But undoubtedly, the best option now is to join forces and surround and kill Lin Feng.

Mu Li looked at Xiong Tian, ​​hesitant to speak, clearly unwilling but not daring to question Xiong Tian's decision. He could only give up helplessly and retreat.

Lin Feng remained calm in response.

Not disappointed.

This surprised Xiong Tian, ​​who was constantly observing Lin Feng, and he wondered what Lin Feng was up to.

"Let's attack together, and watch out for his substitute soul skill."

As soon as Xiong Tian finished speaking, the air began to vibrate violently. This terrifying energy fluctuation made Lin Feng's heart tighten.

Faced with a hundred powerful superhumans surrounding and attacking him, even an emperor, let alone a king, would find it difficult to escape death.

Lin Feng's eyes flickered, and just as he was about to make a move, a figure suddenly appeared in his line of sight.

It is Wang Mian.

At this moment, Wang Mian looked extremely disheveled, covered in blood.

Behind him, more than ten figures were chasing after him.

Lin Feng suddenly looked to his side, and Wang Mian appeared out of thin air.

Clearly, this is a rare teleportation soul skill.

Facing Lin Feng's gaze, Wang Mian's face turned pale and gloomy. He looked at Lin Feng and asked, word by word, "Did you do this on purpose?"

Lin Feng remained silent, his eyes filled with confusion, seemingly unable to understand the meaning of Wang Mian's words.

Wang Mian gave a self-deprecating laugh.

He wasn't sure either.

It's unclear whether Lin Feng anticipated that a top player would act prematurely and break the rules.

Logically speaking, Lin Feng should also be facing a life-or-death crisis at this time.

But for some reason, Wang Mian felt that Lin Feng might have guessed it in advance.

He deliberately took this step.

In this way, they can use the supernatural being to kill him.

This is indeed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

If we kill him, the white-robed figure will not appear.

What puzzled him was why Lin Feng had the courage to do this.

How could he escape from this situation?
Does he intend to perish together with the man in white?
"What are they talking about?"

Xiong Tian asked.

He does not speak human language.

The effeminate old man standing to the side said, "The human who appeared asked Lin Feng if it was intentional; it seems there's some infighting between them."

"What's the purpose?"

Xiong Tian asked, puzzled.

The effeminate old man shook his head.

Receiving no response, Wang Mian's expression shifted, finally letting out a soft laugh, his expression revealing a hint of madness: "I don't care if you know or not, there's no point in dwelling on this now. Didn't you want to kill Bai Yi? I'll give you the chance now."

As Wang Mian spoke, he looked at Lin Feng with a smile on his lips.

Lin Feng's expression remained calm, but his fingertips twitched slightly, a sign that he wanted to take action, but he ultimately suppressed the urge.

Even though Wang Mian was seriously injured, he was not someone he could kill instantly.

Besides, there are so many other extraordinary people around.

Do you know why I refined this demon spirit?

Wang Mian muttered to himself, his smile growing increasingly strange.

Refining the Yin-Yang Puppet can grant it a second personality.

The emergence of a second personality is equivalent to having a substitute, allowing him to cultivate continuously 24 hours a day.

Without a doubt, this is a rare and precious ability.

But it has terrible aftereffects.

Wang Mian did not tell Lin Feng the truth at the time.

In fact, he was aware of the aftereffects of refining the Yin-Yang Puppet from a very early age. In fact, for the first six months after refining the Yin-Yang Puppet, he still had the ability to eliminate the second personality.

He just couldn't bear to part with it.

Besides being deeply mired in crisis, the main reason is that this second personality possesses cultivation talent far exceeding that of the original.

Wang Mian was a prodigy from a young age, and his cultivation speed far surpassed that of his peers. However, compared to his second personality, Baiyi, he was just an ordinary person.

It could even be called waste.

Therefore, even knowing there was a fatal danger, he was reluctant to give up and harbored a glimmer of hope.

Lin Feng did not respond to Wang Mian's question.

I didn't pay much attention to it.

All he knew was that killing Wang Mian would solve everything.

Wang Mian didn't continue speaking. He closed his eyes slightly, then opened them the next second.

At this moment, Wang Mian's demeanor changed.

That aloof, indifferent gaze was so familiar.

Lin Feng's expression also changed.

Wang Mian glanced around, frowning slightly, seemingly surprised by his situation, but that was all; he showed no fear.

Then, as if sensing something, he looked to his side.

Then, he paused slightly, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, as if he were smiling.

"So that's what he was planning!"

Wang Mian spoke slowly.

The two exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with undisguised killing intent.

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