Black Feather City.

Tatta....

Lin Sheng walked step by step under the dim street lights.

He set out along the street from the small temple, passed through the Jazz Mansion, the Warrior Guild, and the Advanced Spell Institute that he had just come out.

Mansions and buildings, like giant beasts sleeping in the dark, can wake up at any time.

Lin Sheng carefully checked the door signs one by one. He was no longer interested in the ordinary mansion. What he wanted to find was a powerful master like the King of Steel.

"From the memory clip of King of Steel, most of the people in the Black Feather City evacuated at that time, and only a very small number of people were left. If you want to find the six-wing level from this group of people..."

Lin Sheng thought about it and knew that it was extremely difficult.

"But if humans are aside and monsters are included... then there is a lot more choice."

Standing in front of a small shop with a closed door, Lin Sheng reached out and touched the decaying wooden door frame. Without stopping too much, he continued to move forward.

He kept leaving buildings behind.

The towering spire in the center of Black Feather City and the wide circular area are getting closer and closer to him.

After walking for a while, Lin Sheng looked up.

At night, there is no fog in the city.

With the moonlight, he probably saw the road conditions ahead. Just bypassing a large building similar to a temple, he could reach the central area.

"Shenzhen? With the temple, how could there be a temple here?" Lin Sheng frowned slightly and looked at the huge building dozens of meters away in front of him.

In the middle is a dome-shaped gray-white stone lobby, and a sub-tower on the left.

The height of the sub-tower tower is much higher than that of the middle lobby. There are some fine rubies embedded on the top.

In the middle of the lobby and above the gate, an angel with a hood was carved. In the middle of the angel's chest was a huge whirlpool-like eye pattern.

Lin Cheng paused, looked around and confirmed that there was no danger, so he walked towards the temple.

As the distance got closer, Lin Sheng's crisp footsteps kept echoing in the empty and dead streets around him.

The whimpering cold wind whizzed, and for a moment, all the holes around it were sobbing, as if they were like a large group of monsters that were about to rush over at any time.

Lin Sheng stood in front of the temple gate. There were gray columns more than ten meters high on the left and right, and circular stone columns continued to spread towards the depths of the darkness.

On the gate in the middle, there were two vague half-kneeling men on the ground. The man bare his chest and breasts were exposed, and each held a bottle and a quill in his hands, and his posture looked a bit strange.

"In a city, the small temple was squeezed to the edge of the central area, and there was actually a second large temple here..." Lin Sheng raised the Burning Sword in his hand.

The burning fire continued to provide him with the light of lighting.

He walked to the gate and looked up at the black gate that was taller than the three him.

He tried to pull it out first, and it didn't move at all.

Then push in.

Click.

The door was slow and heavy, opening in little by little.

The two doors weighing at least hundreds of pounds were slowly opened completely under the push of Lin Sheng.

call.

A cold air suddenly blew out from behind the door, which made Lin Sheng tremble all over. His body instinctively stimulated the holy power to maintain his body temperature.

The lobby inside is a huge space with a depth of hundreds of meters.

Rows of thick stone pillars in the lobby form a spacious path straight forward.

The road was covered with heavy carpet covered with blood and brokenness.

Crack, Crack.

As soon as Lin Sheng entered the door, he saw a masked woman holding a huge sickle slowly walking out from both sides, between the stone pillars.

The whole head of these women was wrapped in black helmets, wearing tight leather armor, only the navel was exposed.

There was a ferocious dark red blood-colored vertical pupil on their snow-white navels.

The vertical pupils were just growing at the navel, and the eyes kept turning, looking a little irritable and neurotic.

"One, two, three, four, someone took the initiative to welcome him as soon as he came, and he was really flattered."

Lin Sheng held the Burning Sword tightly and focused his mind to face it.

When the four women slowly approached, only five or six meters away from him, the vertical pupils on their navels suddenly stopped turning and stared at Lin Sheng.

Swish.

Four sickles raised at the same time and swung them down suddenly.

Lin Sheng was a little surprised. They were obviously far apart, but why did these four monsters wave their swords before they got close to them?

Before he could come to his senses, the tips of the four sickles suddenly pierced out of thin air from both directions behind him.

Chih!

Four huge sickles fell fiercely on Lin Sheng's back.

A squirting, blood splattered.

At the last moment, Lin Sheng had only two sickles on his back, blocked by the bones and bounced out. The other two were avoided sideways.

Those sickles actually appeared from behind as if they were crossing space, crossing five or six meters away.

Before Lin Sheng could think too much, he saw the four women holding up and swinging their sickles again. He quickly flew over, and the burning sword in his hand suddenly burst into flames and slashed at one of the women.

puff.

The woman turned into black smoke and dissipated, condensed her body again in another place, and swung her sickle again.

Lin Sheng made a continuous sprint before reaching the second woman.

puff.

Another slight sound, and the woman turned into black smoke and disappeared without a trace.

Lin Sheng swung more than a dozen swords in a row, but his speed could not catch up with these four sickle girls at all. Every time he was easily blocked and avoided.

Chih!

Two more wounds appeared on his arm.

He took a few steps back and tried to distance himself. He was forced to get closer again by the scythe that was raiding.

I couldn't meet the other person close to me.

The burning sword in Lin Sheng's hand kept moving at high speed, knocking away the sickles coming from around him.

But no matter how skilled the one-on-four martial arts are, Lin Sheng has more and more wounds when he is seriously unable to beat his speed.

A series of ferocious bloody mouths began to appear on the back of his limbs.

A large amount of blood accumulates in small amounts, and it keeps flowing out of the wound, dripping to the ground, and blood spots are everywhere.

Gradually, Lin Sheng was exhausted and staggered and lost his balance, almost falling to the ground.

puff!!

The four sickles seized the opportunity almost at the same time, and pierced from top to bottom, hard into his shoulders.

Crash.

Lin Sheng suddenly smiled, held the sickle stalk tightly with both hands, and suddenly raised his head and opened his mouth.

"Ao!!"

A huge deafening dragon roar turned into a substantial sound wave and spread out from his mouth.

The four sickle girls were about to disperse when they were shocked by the sound, their bodies stiffened and stopped for about a second.

Lin Sheng released the hilt of the sword like lightning, grabbed the two women in front of him, and rushed forward.

Bang!!

The two women's chests were knocked and collapsed and they pressed against the stone pillars.

Lin Sheng turned around again, stepped on his feet, grabbed the remaining two women's heads, and collided hard.

Bang!!

Two headless corpses fell to the ground.

Release his hand, Lin Sheng moved his shoulders and walked slowly towards the depths of the lobby. The injuries on his body were healing quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the middle of the lobby, a slender figure slowly turned around and looked at him. A deep purple light shone in his eyes.
Chapter completed!