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Lin Feng drove the black cloud flag and flew in the sky.

At the moment, between the dark clouds and the black clouds, there is more extraordinary momentum.

Among the black light, there is a slight writhing of the faint space, revealing a powerful power conception.

From Chen Gang, Lin Feng not only seized a small amount of interest in the water flag, but also got a small bottle of Tianyi Zhenshui.

Using this point of true water, Lin Feng successfully cleaned the black cloud flag that was originally smeared by the blood of the Nether.

Before the black cloud flag was stained by the blood of the river, there are many functions that can not be exerted. Although it can be used for flight and short-range space migration, it can also become a small space inside, but it cannot be used to fight against the enemy.

Now the black cloud flag has restored its original style of the Golden Dan period, and Wuguang has both offensive and defensive, and it is also the top item in the Jindan period.

It’s just that Lin Feng’s current strength is really a matter of people’s hands. The role of Black Cloud Flag is not great.

However, after the purification of Tianyizhen water, it is much more flexible to use. In the future, if Lin Feng can succeed in killing the baby, he will re-cultivate it, and Heiyunqi also hopes to promote the Yuan Ying period.

At this moment, the black cloud flag is not the Lin Feng body, but the **** of war. The body of Lin Feng still stays on the Yujing Mountain.

After Lin Feng’s separation of the gods and the transformation of the **** of war, in fact, it is equivalent to another body.

After the Jindan period, Lin Feng’s spirit is strong enough to control two bodies at the same time, sharing consciousness and memory.

A heavy weight has been replaced at this time, and also wear a purple robe, in addition to a tall body. Same as the body.

Lin Feng smiled slightly: "This body, the blood is more powerful. It is also very easy to use, but the soul does not have the spirit of the body, and the spells are not convenient."

"But the physical strength is enough to make up for the lack of spells."

Lin Feng, while driving the black cloud flag, thought about it: "Before I learned about the Eight Diagrams of the Eight Heavens, I was vaguely obsessed with the flesh and mind, and the martial arts boxing had some vague ideas, but it could not be put into practice."

"This time just created the martial art with the powerful blood of the **** of war."

Flying all the way. Lin Feng has entered the scope of the Great Hengduan Mountains.

Although they are all mountains, but compared to the mountains of the Kunlun Mountains, towering into the clouds, the peaks of the Great Hengduan Mountains are not so majestic, but more dangerous.

A variety of cliffs and cliffs abound, highlighting the wonders of nature.

Lin Feng's goal is Changchun Mountain, located at the southern end of the Great Hengduan Mountains. The most powerful monk of this generation is one of the members of the Jiu Tian Jianmeng.

In the Great Hengduan Mountains, all kinds of rare treasures emerge in an endless stream, guarding the great wild swords here, whether it is a musical instrument or a magical power, it is also known for its extraordinary changes. Known throughout the world of Tianyuan.

The style of the Great Wild Swords is not overbearing. Except for a few places, it is regarded as a forbidden place for private property. No other people are allowed to enter. For other foreign monks to enter the southern Hengduan Mountains to search for treasures, the Great Wild Swordsmen are free to come and go.

Therefore, many monks have entered the Great Hengduan Mountains to search for the different treasures of their own needs.

Lin Feng came all the way. I have seen many monks marching into the Great Hengduan Mountains.

In addition to the exotic treasures, the Great Hengduan Mountains are also full of dangers. In addition to the endless stream of monsters and beasts, the mountains themselves are also hidden by many savage and arrogant worlds.

But for the Terran monks, the most dangerous thing here is always their own kind.

Among the barren hills, the monks who are human beings are far more dangerous than the demon.

Lin Feng looked at the murderous goods incident that was being staged and shook his head.

The scene at the moment is that five people besieged six people.

To be precise, four people pressed six people to play, and another person looked around and did not shoot.

But this bystander, the pressure on the six people who fell in the wind, is even bigger than the other four.

Because this standing on the sidelines, the black robes who did not have the meaning of their own hands, a mana, was a golden sacred period of cultivation, the power of a full condensed force like the mountains pressed in the mind of the besieged six.

Among the six, three base periods and three air periods.

And their opponents, the four gray robe monks, are the lineup of all the foundations, and pressing them is a fat one.

The six people struggled under the leadership of a white old man. The three young people in the training period had been in distress several times. They all depended on the elders of the base period to take care of them.

One of the girls in the yellow dress has a beautiful appearance, and between the five senses, the seven-pointed charming is even more three-pointed. He said in a hurry: "Master, Master, you must break through, don't be dragged down by us."

The old man in white smiled bitterly: "My stupid, we just want to go now, and we can't walk."

The black robes who did not shoot outside the battle group screamed: "Little beauty, your master is to understand people, ridiculous, have you not seen the situation yet?"

"Hey, Dao, I will go back, I will not treat you badly, and I will repair it with Dao, and you will soon build the road base. There will be hope in Jindan Avenue in the future."

The girl in the yellow dress is a pretty face: "Imperial wood man, you are full of evil, how many women have been harmed by the evil spirits? Xiang Lanying is dead, and will never be a bad person from you."

Ironwood people are not annoyed, hehe smiled: "That's because you can't."

Lin Feng in the cloud looked at the scene with interest: "At this time, it’s not time for a young boy to come out, a slap in the face of a dead villain, a hero to save the beauty, and then the girl throws her arms to the body. ?"

Lin Feng’s mind was happily thinking, and suddenly he heard a chuckle from afar.

"I heard the people of Tiemudao repairing and cultivating the sorcerer, and often catching a woman as a practicing squatter.

"See you today, there is really a way to kill."

Although the laughter is light, it is clearly transmitted to the ears of the people.

In the eyes of the Ironwood Road, the fierce light flashed, and the eyes looked straight into the distance, and the eyes almost condensed into the essence, shining on a black young man.

Others also looked at the young black men, and they couldn’t help but sigh at first sight.

I saw him grow up. The body is very good, in black. Snow-white long hair spread out behind him, lonely and cold eyes, his mouth gently swelled, looks like a smile.

Everyone in the room was dumped by his grace, and for a moment he forgot the battle.

"This image..." Lin Feng in the cloud looked at the black youth, but he was stupid: "So old-fashioned... No, the image of pulling the wind, this rhythm is a bit wrong?"

He thought before that someone would come out to save the United States. It’s just a joke, but it’s a joke.

The Ironwoods glanced at the young man in black and suddenly laughed.

"The kid who is not self-reliant, but the repair of the late base, you want to find death, Dao, I will fulfill you."

Listen to this statement. The gaze of the old man in white robes and others looked dim, and apparently did not think that only the young men in black who were repaired in the late stage could defeat the Ironwood Taoist.

The Ironwood people screamed and yelled at the four gray robes and said: "Small four, small six, give him to me!"

The two gray robes made a voice: "Yes, Master." The figure flashed. Already out of the battle group, straight to the black youth.

Huang Lan’s girl Xiang Lanying exclaimed: “Be careful!”

Her companions are also in a hurry, and they want to rush to support. If they want to break through, the Ironwoods have been staring at them. Hehe blame, a palm. A group of black gas was released, and Xiang Lanying was trapped together.

And his two disciples have already rushed to the front of the black-faced youth. The two of them are also the same as the late build-up, and the two fight one. It is no wonder that Xiang Lanying and others are not optimistic about the black youth.

Xiang Lanying closed his eyes and couldn't bear to see such a young man in black, lost and humiliated.

Lin Feng in the distance couldn't bear to watch it again, but he was not the poor black man who was beaten by two.

Just kidding, this image of people, come out heroes to save the United States, may fail?

Sure enough, in the face of the momentum of the two gray robes, the black youth did not look at it, but looked at the Ironwood Taoist, and said faintly: "You wear black, I really don't like it."

"You insulted this color."

Said, the black youth suddenly punched, the thunder flashed on the fist, dense and full of blue and purple lightning thunder, horrible like a ghost to the world.

One punch, just a punch, the two gray robes were blasted out at a faster speed than at the time.

Everyone was stunned and the Ironwoods exclaimed: "Who are you?"

The youth in black did not answer, but in the sky behind him, the sea of ​​clouds suddenly spread.

"boom!"

In the earth-shattering thunder, four purple flashes, the hoofs thunderclouds, and the giant horses of the size of an elephant are dragging a blue chariot like a hill, tearing the clouds and appearing in the crowd. before.

The young man in black is the next one. The man has already landed on the Qinglei chariot. The giant Leilong horse and the tall Qinglei car have shook the thunder of his whole person, forcing a high mess.

Whether it is the Ironwood Taoist or the white-robed old man, under the black-collar youth, it seems as if the lion has been patrolling the coyote.

The black-eyed youth looked down at the Ironwood Taoist below and asked faintly: "Who are you asking me?"

He took out a red maple leaf and spread his palms. The red leaves were blown by the wind and danced freely in the sky.

"Qing Lei Chariot, red maple leaf..." The old man in white robe exclaimed: "The red-leaf son is actually a red-leaf son!"

Some people were shocked at the scene, and all the sights were concentrated in the sky, and they stood in the black youth who stood on the Qinglei chariot.

The face of the Ironwood Road instantly became extremely ugly, and a few words were squeezed out of the teeth: "Red-leaf son, leaves floating in the snow!"

In the middle of the encirclement, Xiang Lanying is also obsessed with the red leaf son, dazzling.

Lin Feng is probably the only one who has no feelings among everyone. Looking at it from afar, he laughed and said: "This is the loud sound of the legendary sky. Is it a debut?"

Suddenly I heard the voice of others on the Qing Lei chariot, and there were more than one person.

Lin Feng carefully looked at it, his eyes suddenly straightened, and he was so stunned that he almost planted it from the black cloud flag.

"I rely!"

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