Eons Venerable Lord

Millions of intermediate Asura Undeads were gathered in the valley, but they didn't have the slightest bit of confusion. Ling Feng noticed that their eyes were all focused on one spot.    

    

There was a golden figure in that place. Although it wasn't as big as the other middle rank undead, its body was emitting a strong aura.    

    

The golden figure was like a king standing on a huge rock, receiving the worship of all the intermediate Asura Undead.    

    

"Could this be the legendary high grade Asura Undead?"    

    

Ling Feng's eyes focused. He also felt an inexplicable pressure when facing a high grade undead spirit. With his current strength, he was afraid that it would be difficult for him to fight against it.    

    

However, when he saw the densely packed middle rank undead... Ling Feng gritted his teeth. There were so many middle rank undeads. He couldn't afford to miss this opportunity. If he killed all of them... Although he was still a little bit away from the Six Wings, he was not far away.    

    

After that, Ling Feng immediately summoned the Water Qilin Beast. At the same time, he summoned another army of five hundred thousand soldiers.    

    

With so many soldiers, it was simply a cheating weapon. Fortunately, he brought these soldiers with him when he left.    

    

At this moment, because of the high grade undead spirits in the valley, there was not a single person in the valley. Ling Feng could kill them all without any pressure.    

    

The army of five hundred thousand had yet to understand what was going on. Ling Feng immediately activated the battle formation. After that, majestic Asura Power soared into the sky from the army. Immediately after that, a furious roar was heard, and a huge black flood dragon appeared in the sky.    

    

"Brother Qilin, kill!"    

    

Ling Feng roared loudly. The Water Qilin Beast had already rushed into the group of intermediate Asura Undeads. At the same time, Ling Feng's black flood dragon also rushed out. The two huge creatures were like tigers entering a flock of sheep. They were unstoppable.    

    

They swept across a large area.    

    

The Middle Grade Asura Undead that people feared was like paper in front of Ling Feng. It could not even withstand a single blow.    

    

The middle-grade Asura Undead in the middle was emitting a golden light, and its eyes were shining with a bright light. It was filled with endless coldness. It had finally evolved into a high grade Asura Undead. A human had suddenly appeared and attacked his subjects.    

    

How could it tolerate this?    

    

He roared furiously and lunged at Ling Feng.    

    

"Heh, you've come at the right time. Today, I'll let you have a taste of the power of my battle soul!"    

    

Ling Feng shouted out loudly. Immediately, the black flood dragon soared into the sky and pounced towards the golden figure.    

    

The golden Asura Undead suddenly let out a loud cry. After which, a long sword appeared in his hand. This caused Ling Feng to be a little surprised.    

    

This Asura Undead actually knew how to use Profound Artifact after reaching the high level. It was simply heaven defying.    

    

However, even if that was the case, so what? It was still unstoppable in front of Ling Feng's Black Flood Dragon Battle Soul.    

    

Ling Feng changed the seal in his hand. The black flood dragon opened its bloody mouth and spat out a blood mist, instantly enveloping the golden Asura Undead.    

    

The golden Asura Undead let out a loud cry. The long sword in its hand pierced through the void. Sharp sword Qi shot out in all directions, instantly forming a sea of swords.    

    

However, it did not have much resistance against the black flood dragon's attack.    

    

Not long after, it was swallowed by the black flood dragon and buried here.    

    

Ling Feng also received a golden bead that was suspended in the air. Sensing the surging energy within it, Ling Feng nodded his head in dissatisfaction and praised it.    

    

A drop of blood from a high-level undead spirit had directly increased his Asura Mark by ten thousand.    

    

"It's still too little, only ten thousand!"    

    

Ling Feng was still not very satisfied. He then ordered the Black Flood Dragon to charge into the group of middle-grade Asura Undead. However, there were simply too many of them here. Even with Ling Feng's Killing technique, he had killed for more than four hours. In the end, Ling Feng was already feeling a little numb.    

    

When he looked at the empty valley, Ling Feng finally reacted. If he continued killing like this, it would be faster than killing people.    

    

"It seems like there is more than one valley like this!"    

    

When Ling Feng entered, he had asked him before. In the deepest part of the valley, there were many middle-grade Asura Undead that lived in groups. They lived in groups to create a high-level undead spirit.    

    

And this place was just one of them.    

    

Ling Feng kept the army and the Water Qilin Beast. He didn't want to be seen by others, so as to avoid attracting too much attention.    

    

It didn't take long for him to find the second place. This place was slightly smaller than the previous one, and there weren't any high grade dead spirits here.    

    

However, this didn't hinder Ling Feng's interest.    

    

Ling Feng continued to advance forward, crazily slaughtering his way. In less than two hours, he had finished all of them.    

    

Now that he had gained experience from killing, his speed was much faster than before.    

    

Especially when it came to controlling the Black Flood Dragon, it was a piece of cake for him. If he controlled the Black Flood Dragon to fight now, Ling Feng was confident that even if it was an army of 1.5 million people, he would be able to resist Pagoda-holding King's four million strong army.    

    

After killing this place, the Asura Mark in Ling Feng's body had reached eight hundred thousand. If he found another two places, he should be able to evolve.    

    

Ling Feng did not rest at all and went to find other gathering points.    

    

"Big Brother Ling Feng hasn't come out yet. Will he be in danger?"    

    

Nie Ling looked at Xiong Han and the others with knitted brows. She kept looking into the depths of the mountain with a worried look on her face.    

    

After they left with Ling Feng, although they didn't enter the deep mountains, they didn't leave either. Instead, they went out to hunt some low-rank dead spirits.    

    

"Nie Ling, this is the 101st time you have asked!"    

    

Xiong Han shook his head helplessly. How could he tell what Nie Ling was thinking about Ling Feng?    

    

Since ancient times, beautiful women loved strong people, not to mention young strong people like Ling Feng.    

    

"Humph! The sky is going to turn dark soon. He still hasn't come out. Needless to say, he must have died inside. One should know that there are high grade dead spirits inside. High grade dead spirits are not something that the middle rank undead can compare with!"    

    

Wen Yun's face was cold as he said in a cold voice.