Peerless Martial God Chapter 421: Black fog
A bunch of sharp eyesights all fall on Lin Feng.
Especially in the direction of Holy Courtyard of Xue Yue, there is a touch of killing intent in the eyes of Great Roc Young Master and falling snow Young Master.
The Duan Tian wolf has a colder face and a bitter cold.
Now Tian Langwang as early as already has lost its former style, full of black silk turns into white hair, full of desolate vicissitudes, it seems a lot older, but if you look at his eyes, you will find the eyes of Duan Tian wolf The eyes are sharper and sharper, extremely cold.
The cultivation of the Duan Tian wolf is even better than before!
Lin Feng, he only looked at the eyes of the Duan Tian wolf, and knew that the other party hadn't spent it in vain, which actually improved a lot of cultivation.
Lin Feng What he didn't know is that after he killed Duan Han, the Duan Tian wolf was black and turned into white hair. Since then, he rarely asked about Holy Courtyard of Xue Yue. He cultivated with all his heart, so that he would one day kill Lin Feng himself. His son Duan Han revenge.
Lin Feng, his Duan Tian wolf teaches him no way, so that the Duan Tian wolf instantly develops endless resentment Murderous Qi, and pounces on Lin Feng, so that the bamboo raft shakes unsteadily in the Xiangjiang River.
"Lin Feng, you will soon regret everything you did, kneel in front of us and confess." Chu Zhanpeng voice is indifferent, his face is immortal, today will be the end of Lin Feng. See how long he can laugh.
"You went to my Yun Hai Sect to ask for someone two years ago, and you wanted my life at that time, you, one of Eight High-Officials, and then I was the weaker of Wu Qi Layer, have I ever feared you? Now Two years have passed, and I have gone from Wu Qi Layer to today's cultivation Second Xuan Qi Layer cultivation, and you have just raised such a poor cultivation and feel complacent, saying that I will kneel and confess, Eight High-Officials, ridiculous and sad. "
Lin Feng made a sarcastic sound, which made crowd's heart tremble. It turned out that Chu Zhanpeng and Lin Feng had known each other two years ago, and there had been grievances. At that time, Chu Zhanpeng already was one of Eight High-Officials, and Lin Feng was only Wu Qi Layer. I'm afraid that Lin Feng at that time was a thorough ants in the eyes of Chu Zhanpeng.
"Two years, from Wu Qi Layer to Second Xuan Qi Layer, so terrible talent."
crowd is very sad. Few of them know that this Xue Yue dazzling genius youth is weaker than most of them for two years.
Compared with Lin Feng, already was Eight High-Officials and Chu Zhanpeng. The cultivation is really too low, but everyone knows that cultivation is higher. The more difficult it is to upgrade the cultivation, each time it crosses a level, it is a leap.
"Brother, he seems to practice much faster than you!"
In the void, next to Ling Tian, his classmate smiled slightly, letting Ling Tian eyesight chill and humming: "How about the speed of cultivation, but only Second Xuan Qi Layer cultivation, I can ruin his sculpture in Yangzhou City. I can kill him. "
"Of course, it's easy to kill him with the cultivation of my brother Third Xuan Qi Layer and the sword of Aurora."
The boy chuckled, letting Ling Tian's facial expression look better, pride appeared in his eyes, and said, "That's natural."
But at this moment, the young man was thinking in his heart: "I heard that this son recently killed the twelve Xuan Qi Layer powerhouses. Among them, there were three Third Xuan Qi Layer cultivation people. None of them escaped. , If he doesn't provoke me, then it's fine, I won't provoke him. "
Ling Tian is proud and arrogant, but it is not a stupid person who wants to kill twelve Xuan Qi Layer strong men, but it can also be very difficult. The killing of Lin Feng will undoubtedly prove the strength of Lin Feng.
Girl eyes flickered, thoughtful.
"The strength of my brother is Third Xuan Qi Layer and Lin Feng is Second Xuan Qi Layer, but it is definitely stronger than most of Third Xuan Qi Layer. If my brother confronts him, it is bound to be a fierce battle, perhaps with the help of peak light shadow sword brother But it ’s never going to be easy, it ’s better not to collide. "
The girl was thinking secretly in her heart. When she heard that Lin Feng killed the twelve Xuan Qi Layer strongmen, she was quite shocked. I did not expect that Command(er) of Yangzhou City was so strong.
Chu Zhanpeng looked cold and cold, staring at Lin Feng: "You will regret it."
"Hmm!" Lin Feng coldly smiled, then did not look at Chu Zhanpeng again, looked up, and looked at crowd in the void.
"Duanren City, Yun Fei Yang."
At this moment, a vast voice came from afar, and I saw a figure stepping in the air.
Fast, fast to peak, like a phantom.
"Although I haven't received the invitation Letters, I still want to see some Xue Yue genius, no wonder."
The sound of the rolling sound came out, and the swift and incomparable figure stepped directly into the shackles of darkness, without any barriers, so he stepped in directly, and the rolling mist actually roared retreats, and then stepped back to aside, Yun Fei Yang's body also walked directly into it.
"Don't be invited?" crowd eyesight lags, and then their eyes look at the Ruan Jiao on the water, doesn't it mean that no one has been missed? This Yun Fei Yang is of great strength.
"If you have the strength, you can."
There is an ethereal voice in Ruan Jiao, very free and easy.
"Duanren City!" Lin Feng eyesight condensed. I haven't heard of Duanren city for a long time. Then he was burned by him, so that these geniuses came out?
But looking at this Yun Fei Yang, the voice is imposing and smiling, and the whole life is full of the grandeur of the desert, which is eclectic. It is indeed like a person coming out of the border, and it may even be Walk around at the other end of the Duanren horizon.
"It's almost time for Yixiangxiang."
Another voice came out in Ruan Jiao. Lin Feng looked at the void and smiled similarly to Meng Qing. Then his body rose in the sky and walked towards the black mist.
However, this time, Lin Feng did not pass through the black mist. Instead, it dropped slowly from the sky surrounding the black mist, and slowly descended into the circle bound by darkness. Duan Feng did not go, although Duan Feng also received the invitation Letters But this genius gathering, Duan Feng has not enough time to release his light, just take a look here.
Everyone saw that the movements of Lin Feng were stunned, avoiding the dark mist from above and falling into the shackles of darkness? this is okay too?
"This guy ..."
crowd is a little speechless. This dark **** is surrounded by circles. Everyone knows that you can enter from above and below, but crowd is afraid to think that way. It is a genius event. It is not too boring and shameful to walk in like that. People in Ruan Jiao also said that the dark **** is the poisonous mist of dragons, which can block some people, but if everyone is the same as Lin Feng, how can they block it?
It can only be said that Lin Feng doesn't care at all. It doesn't step into it like others, showing its strength.
These are all unreal in Lin Feng's view. Soon, it's time to really verify the strength.
With Yun Fei Yang, Lin Feng, and Meng Qing stepping into the black fog circle, there are thirty-two people and thirty-two young geniuses. The weakest cultivation is First Xuan Qi Layer, but there are only a few people.
The cultivation is the strongest of Third Xuan Qi Layer. It can be seen that these people have high talents. Third Xuan Qi Layer, the older generation, few people reach it, but these people are less than thirty years old.
"Time is up." At this time, next to Ruan Jiao, an old man looked up and said aloud, and then his body emptied and stood in front of crowd, watching everyone: "All , All stand around this circle of darkness. "
"Huh?" Everyone was a little puzzled, standing against this dark poisonous mist? What does this mean?
But they still obeyed, evenly standing beside the poisonous mist, forming an arc.
"The people invited this time are Xue Yue geniuses in terms of talents, but only if they can withstand the pressure of death and have an extremely tough will, can they be truly strong. Now everyone is not allowed. Move. "
The old man slowly opened his mouth, causing the pupils of crowd to contract for a while. No one was allowed to move. What did he want to do?
At this time, the nine dragons that were standing above the water surface shook up again, raised their heads, and the sudden mad howl made a sound.
The rolling dark air spit out frantically, the dark shackled mist, growled wildly, and became extremely tyrannical, while the old man was waving his palm, and those black mists seemed to condense special handprints.
Dark fog, roaring and crazy, covering the full moon, Zhetian covers the sky covering the sun, swallowing away towards crowd, swallowing all the bodies of everyone.