But even this lowest level of magic can unleash devastating power in Lin Zifeng's hands.

Lin Zifeng was watching the battle, but didn't pay much attention.

Because this battle has nothing to do with him.

His purpose is to enter the netherworld.

The battle here had just begun when Lin Zifeng noticed an aura entering the Netherworld.

The owner of this breath was very quick, and in just the blink of an eye, he had already entered the land of the netherworld.

"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, you don't practice martial ethics."

Emperor Dongyue roared angrily. Apparently, he had realized who the person who had just entered the Netherworld was.

Immediately afterwards.

Another breath flashed past, wanting to enter the land of the netherworld.

"Emperor Fengdu, you are here too."

The Monkey King sneered. His words were obviously reminding Lin Zifeng who was coming.

But before Emperor Fengdu entered the Netherworld, a flying sword had already cut through the sky, splitting the void in front of Emperor Fengdu.

See this scene.

Emperor Fengdu showed an angry look on his face.

"Linfan Swordsman, everyone is here for the chance of becoming a saint, why are you so aggressive?"

The person who came was none other than Linfan Swordsman.

The Linfan swordsman steps forward with his sword, exuding irresistible power.

"Emperor Fengdu, I have said before that as long as I am here, the chance of becoming a saint has nothing to do with you."

Linfan Swordsman said that he was neither humble nor arrogant. His attitude did not seem like he came here for the chance of becoming a saint, but rather he came here to feel sorry for Emperor Fengdu.

Emperor Fengdu roared angrily, "Swordsman Linfan, since you want to fight, then he will help you."
Chapter completed!