Zhong Xinzhi's face changed immediately, and he immediately raised his spiritual spear and stabbed towards Lin Feiyu. Unexpectedly, Lin Feiyu did not dodge at all. His body was pierced by the spear but not even a drop of blood came out. Then Lin Feiyu stretched out his other hand and grabbed the spear. Zhong Xinzhi tried his best to pull the spear back, but Lin Feiyu pulled it hard and pulled Zhong Xinzhi out.
At the same time, the black palm slapped Zhong Xinzhi's head, and it actually smashed Zhong Xinzhi's head with one palm, and then he fell to the ground and died.
Lin Feiyu’s strength was so terrifying that Zhong Xinzhi, who was at the tenth level of foundation building, couldn’t even take one of his palms.
After seeing the skills that Lin Feiyu performed and the scene behind him, Li Xiangyu's expression changed and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Be careful, this is a magic skill. He is not the original Lin Feiyu. He is possessed by an ancient demon."
There was a huge copper pillar in the main hall, on which were engraved the image of Buddha and Sanskrit Buddhist scriptures. In the middle of the pillar there was an ancient demon with two heads and four arms, more than three meters tall, his body as black as ink, with two horns on his head and two wings on his back, emitting a powerful demonic aura.
However, a thick iron chain pierced his body, and the iron chain also emitted a powerful Buddhist light, which suppressed the demon on the pillar and made him unable to move.
It seems that the one possessing Lin Feiyu is the evil soul of this demon. It has been suppressed for who knows how many tens of thousands of years, but the aura it exudes still far exceeds that of a Jindan stage cultivator.
Then Li Xiangyu's body shook, and a powerful aura emanated from his whole body. It turned out that he was a Jindan cultivator who had hidden his cultivation level.
He just moved his hands, and the magic sword flew out instantly, turning into a huge sword. He held it in his hand and chopped down towards Lin Feiyu fiercely.
Suddenly, a sharp knife light shot towards Lin Feiyu and flew over Lin Feiyu's head in an instant.
Lin Feiyu stood up with his palms closed. Looking at Li Xiangyu who had revealed his true cultivation, he smiled coldly and said, "Since you have recognized me, I will not pretend anymore. I have been trapped here for hundreds of thousands of years. I didn't expect that you would come to me today to help me escape. So give me your flesh, blood and soul!"
Afterwards, demonic energy surged in Lin Feiyu's body, and a huge ancient demon soul with two horns on its head and a pair of wings on its back emerged from his body. The ancient demon soul opened its mouth and immediately swallowed the bodies and souls of Zhong Xinzhi, Song Yahang, Lin Feiyu and others into its stomach.
At the same time, a black demonic energy was slashed out, turning into a black demonic sickle, and immediately chopped towards Li Xiangyu's giant sword.
Although the magic sickle was condensed from demonic energy, it was no worse than Li Xiangyu's magic sword. The two collided repeatedly and were evenly matched.
Li Xiangyu found that the soul of the ancient demon became more solid after devouring several people, so he couldn't help but frowned and said, "Not good, this is an ancient demon from the demon clan that was sealed in ancient times. It turns out that it is at least in the Nascent Soul stage. So we must unite to fight against the ancient demon. We can't let it kill people and devour again, otherwise once it recovers and breaks the seal, we will all die."
After Li Xiangyu shouted angrily, he held the magic sword in both hands and chopped at the magic sickle, while using a magic rope to bind the immortals and wrap around the demon shadow.
But his reminder was ultimately a step too late. When the magic rope wrapped around the ancient demon, the soul of the ancient demon had already turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared from the spot in an instant.