I, the deposed prince, signed in the imperial mausoleum for a thousand years

"what!"

The phantom was shocked, he didn't expect his palm to be pierced by Qin Feng's sword so easily, he hastily struck again, and slapped the Immortal Execution Sword with a more powerful palm.

"when!"

There was a deafening sound of violent metal collisions, and Zhu Xianjian was slapped back by his palm, and stuck beside Qin Feng, the blade trembled violently.

However, his palm also dimmed a little.

At this time, Qin Feng was surrounded by terrifying energy, his black hair danced wildly, and his clothes creaked, like an unrivaled god king.

He awakened the spirit sacrifice power of the fox clan that was sealed in his body. This is a very terrifying power that can maintain the strength of Nirvana within half an hour.

"Nirvana...Nirvana state!" Seeing this scene, the Elder Wanjiegu and others exclaimed.

They looked at each other in blank dismay, a little dazed, is Nirvana now so worthless?

They are usually on the Eternal Ancient Continent, but they are able to dominate one side. The strength of the fifth level of Wuji Realm makes it difficult to find an opponent. Now they are sandwiched in front of so many Nirvana Realm powerhouses, making them look like clowns.

"This Qin Feng... really has a trump card, luckily he didn't make a move just now." The Seventh Elder of Misty Palace said with lingering fear.

She was glad that she listened to the advice of the saint and Shangguan Yun'er.

As for the people in Yao Chi and Xianyao Ridge, after seeing this scene, hope was ignited in their eyes.

"Compared to the group of trash who are loyal to you, there doesn't seem to be much difference between you." Qin Feng looked at the phantom on the coffin, and said lightly.

"You...you can reach Nirvana with the help of external force." Xu Ying's tone was not as calm as before.

In his current state, he was just an incarnation outside his body, with only the strength of Nirvana, he could easily deal with Bu Youxuan, but with the addition of a stronger Qin Feng, it would not be that simple.

"If you can't reach the strength of Nirvana, then you won't even be able to kill me. What else am I doing here?" Qin Feng said with a light smile.

"Want to kill the deity? What a joke!"

Xu Ying snorted coldly, and said: "Even if this is just an incarnation outside the body, it's not something you can kill!"

As his voice fell, the surroundings of his phantom were filled with dead air, and soon turned into terrifying looking soldiers, with a terrifying aura.

"Then take a look." After Qin Feng's words fell, his figure moved in an instant, and he took the initiative to attack directly.

He carried a monstrous sword energy outside his body, and killed towards the phantom.

"kill!"

At this moment, the Yin soldiers transformed by the dead energy around Xu Ying's body made piercing howls and also rushed towards Qin Feng.

Tens of thousands, like an army from the underworld.

Those strong men from the ancient holy land family hurriedly sacrificed the Nirvana Spiritual Weapon to help deal with Qin Feng, but Bu Youxuan made a move, directly stopped these people, and fought with him.

At this time, Qin Feng had collided with thousands of Yin soldiers rushing forward, and hundreds of Yin soldiers were instantly annihilated in ashes.

However, there were too many of them, and he soon fell into heavy siege, but he was not afraid, surrounded by sword energy, the Yin soldiers couldn't get close at all.

Every time he used his sword, hundreds of Yin soldiers were wiped out, and the speed at which the Yin soldiers gathered around the phantom couldn't keep up with the speed of his beheading.

"Hey... Next, let's feel the pain of being burned by the Nine Nether Wind Flame, like being in hell!" Seeing this, Soi Ying grinned instead of panicking.

He formed ancient seal knots with his hands, and spit out mysterious and complicated seal knots from his mouth, which was very strange.

"Wow!"

In an instant, the pitch-black Nine Nether Wind Flame was burning on the bodies of these tens of thousands of Yin Soldiers. Their roars, coupled with the howling sound of Nine Nether Wind Flame like ghosts crying and wolf howling, instantly turned this place into a world of chaos. A sea of ​​hell.

Qin Feng, who was heavily surrounded, was in the center of this sea of ​​flames. The temperature was terribly hot. The ground under his feet instantly turned into boiling magma.

"What a terrifying strange fire. The ghost soldiers transformed by the death energy have all turned into fuel. Qin Feng must have been burned to ashes in an instant!" All the monks here exclaimed with a sudden change in expression.

Seeing this, the elders of Xianyaoling quickly sacrificed the jade bottle, a large amount of cold water poured out of it, turned into torrential rain, and headed towards the sea of ​​flames.

It's just that it can't extinguish this terrible strange fire at all.

The Saintess of Xianyao Ridge has a strange fire in her hands. Seeing this scene now, she felt a little regretful in her heart. When Qin Feng made a move earlier, it would have been nice if she had given Qin Feng the strange fire she possessed.

In that case, Qin Feng might be able to rush out of this sea of ​​flames with his body protected by a strange fire.

"Brother Qin Feng!" Seeing this, Chu Xianxian felt extremely worried, and immediately wanted to use the extreme cold power in his body to help Qin Feng put out the fire.

However, at this time, a sudden change occurred.

In the most central area of ​​the entire pitch-black sea of ​​wind and flames, a fiery beam of light suddenly soared into the sky, like the eye of the storm.

Moreover, the flames erupting from the fiery red beam of light began to burn Jiuyou Fengyan quickly.

The pitch-black sea of ​​flames turned into crimson in an instant.

"What... what's going on here!" Seeing this, the phantom turned pale with shock.

His doubts are blessed by death energy, even other strange fires are hard to stop, how could they be burned clean all of a sudden.

Not only this phantom, but all the other monks also showed expressions of disbelief. I don't know what happened, but this sea of ​​flames suddenly changed like this.

But at this moment, the beam of light in the center of the sea of ​​fire dissipated, and everyone saw that Qin Feng's body was surrounded by two different fires, the Earth's Core Flame and the Red Lotus Karma Fire.

"Two different fires! There are actually two different fires burning on Qin Feng's body!"

"The different fires are extremely irritable and incompatible, and many of their attributes are even more incompatible. Even some high-level alchemists can't master two kinds of different fires at the same time. How did he do it!"

All the monks here stared wide-eyed. Seeing this scene in disbelief, their hearts were beyond shocked.

The many strong men of the ancient holy land family, as well as the phantom, were no exception. It wasn't that they didn't know that someone could master two kinds of strange fires, but they didn't expect that Qin Feng, a sword cultivator, could also master two kinds of strange fires.

"How could this be..." The phantom man was also stunned. His external avatar faced Qin Feng, and he didn't have any realm advantage. He thought of the different fire as his trump card, but he never thought that Qin Feng was actually stronger and possessed powerful weapons. Two doubts.

"Now it's time for you to taste the pain of being burned by different fires." Qin Feng looked at the phantom coldly and said.

As his words fell, the crimson sea of ​​flames, driven by countless sword qi, turned into a rushing river, heading towards the phantom above the coffin, mighty and mighty.

"No!" The phantom roared unwillingly with eyes full of despair after seeing the overwhelming flames.