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The yak king looked at Lin Feng in the sky with a dignified look. Although Lin Feng looked plain and unpretentious, the yak king did not dare to have any care.

Not to mention anything else, in the case that the Yak King released his demon power to the extreme, Lin Feng still looked calm and unmoved, and this alone was enough to make the Yak King as an enemy.

"Who is the person?" asked the yak king, and the voice blew like a thunder.

Lin Feng’s attention was not placed on the yak king. His sight fell on a small piece of open space below the body of the yak king. There was a small sapling growing there, only two or three meters high, compared to the yak king. The huge body is as small as a toothpick.

The saplings are black and black, like fine iron. The thin branches are pulled out of a few pieces of young leaves, but the leaves are golden yellow, flashing with a touch of brilliance.

Lin Feng nodded. "Is this the Sharo iron tree sapling?"

After carefully perceiving the aura fluctuations, Lin Feng’s mind was slightly moved: “The aura has not yet turned into a demon gas, indicating that this Sharo iron tree has not yet become refined, turned into a fairy, and does not generate its own consciousness and thought, only the most basic. Plant instinct."

Thinking of this, Lin Feng’s mind has a faint flash of light, which seems to have thought of something, but the thought is not clear enough.

"But, take this Sharo iron tree first, and then slowly ponder it." Lin Feng shook his head and left the distracting thoughts behind.

Seeing Lin Feng’s gaze straight on the sand saplings, the yak king was furious: “It’s also a thief who licks this strange tree!”

He refused to rely on Lin Feng's taboos and directly summoned Lei Yun. A huge Thunder descended from the sky and slammed toward the top of Lin Feng.

Lin Feng did not pay attention to him at all, his eyes still looked at the sand saplings of Sharo.

A dragon. The black dragon solves the body shape, the whole body black and white scales vibrate, countless mysterious runes flash, open the magical power of the curse, and the black scales with strong defense power of their own spells resist the thunder falling from the sky.

The roar of the explosion. When I saw that the runes on my scales were shaking, I couldn’t help myself: "A good thunder, this yak is the realm of the demon king's mid-term."

However, the solution is not afraid, and it is directly murderous, and it is a battle with the yak king.

Although the yak is also a strange species of the ancients, but compared to the Taikoo Tianlong family. Congenital still has a low head, even if the demon king is in the middle of his demon king's early battle, there is still a battle.

If it is solved by the opportunity to grasp the opportunity to fight and fight, and to play the talent advantage of the armored black dragon, the yak king will hide from him.

"Dragon? Demon king level dragon?" The yak king's tone suddenly changed, avoiding an attack of dispelling. Looking at Lin Feng in the sky, his eyes clearly showed the color of shock and fear.

"The demon king level dragons are riding and appearing in the northern part of Kunlun Mountain. Are you the master of Xuanmen?"

Lin Feng’s personal reputation has reached a height of 90 in the Beitun area of ​​Kunlun Mountain. Even the yak king who is hiding in the mountains is not heard.

When I thought of the magical means of sweeping all the enemies between the defenders in Shazhou during the First World War, the Yak King floated a sense of despair from the bottom of his heart.

Just the black dragon in front of him, it is not an opponent he can easily pass. Not to mention Lin Feng, who stood behind the solution.

Other yaks also have the meaning of hands-on, but they are sandwiched between the little ones and the left and right. They stare at them, and the gaze is like a hunting wolf, staring at the flocks that are stocked on the hillside.

The horror and ferocious atmosphere of one person, one demon, the horrible cows did not dare to act rashly, and even dazzled the nose, for fear of causing the attention of these two comets.

"You have escaped." The yak king said to a group of people: "The master waited for me to be as heavy as the mountain, and now his old man has no news. This Sharo iron tree is the only thing he left, and the king will not let With others."

As he said, the Yak King suddenly took a deep breath and opened his mouth. He even swallowed the thunderclouds that rolled over the sky.

Suddenly. Countless thunder sounded from his body, as if someone was hitting a drum and the drums were earth-shattering.

The condensed into a substantial ripple of the road spreads toward the four sides with the yak king as the center. The form and the small point are similar to the yellow sky bell hammering the bronze hollow.

It’s just that the bronze emptiness sound is huge, and the thunder from the yak king’s body is low and boring.

But where the ripples passed, sweeping through all obstacles, showing a very powerful destructive power, the black dragon's dispelling color change, no need to try, he has a hunch, his curse and armor is afraid to stop The yak king is a supernatural power.

Lin Feng's gaze still fell on the saplings of the Sharo iron tree. He suddenly found that a small stone hang was hanging on a small branch of the sapling.

Seeing this stone charm, Lin Feng’s heart was a sigh: "Don't you say..."

At this moment, the Yak King spurred the magical powers, and defeated the defamatory sorrows. Lin Feng’s brows were slightly stunned, and the five fingers were one, and the spells of the heavenly barriers were issued, directly blocking the sound waves released by the yak king.

Then Lin Feng reached out and grasped, and the magical spells of the heavens changed and became the magical powers of the great heavens. The invisible giants of the power of space took the yak king, who was like a small mountain, and pinched it. Do not move.

The temper of the yak king came up, and the demon powers soared, and there were countless thunderstorms on the surface, trying to break through Lin Feng’s capture.

But the helplessness of Lin Feng’s great powers is really strong, and no matter how hard the yak king works, he can’t break free.

The yak king's eyes are red, whispering, and the demon baby will go out and do the final death.

At this time, Lin Feng suddenly asked: "This thing is also the one left by your master's flow?"

He pointed to the small stone charm hanging on the saplings of the Sharo iron tree.

The yak king glimpsed: "Not bad."

"Is his disappearance, is it also related to this stone?" Lin Feng followed, and the yak king gradually calmed down and said: "This is the case, after the master left this stone charm, I disappeared and there was no more news."

"This Wang has inspected this stone. It does not communicate with a certain space. It is not the secret key to the opening of the sky. It is unremarkable and has no special meaning at all, so it has been puzzling."

The Yak King looked at Lin Feng and tried to ask: "The owner of the Xuanmen knows the bottom of this stone?"

Lin Feng took out one thing and placed it in his palm.

It was the old **** who stayed up late in the past. The stone flute that Taixu Guan, Yan Mingyue and Pang Jie are all looking for together.

Previously, through the information obtained from Conan Hua, Lin Feng basically determined that the stone flute and a mysterious secret were related to a Tongtian ladder, but the ladder was very different and could not be found. Lin Feng was temporarily placed aside.

Who knows today saw this stone charm hanging on the saplings of the Sharo iron tree. Lin Feng suddenly found out that the stone flute had once again reacted and resonated with the stone.

Now, listening to the description of Yakwang, Lin Feng speculates that the flow of Taoist priests has also climbed the mysterious ladder, but the final result. But not very good judgment.

Was it going through the stairs and saw the style on the top of the ladder, or was it killed by the mysterious ladder? Or, he entered a certain secret through the ladder, but he was trapped there, and these are still uncertain.

But no doubt, for the mysterious ladder. Lin Feng has learned a little more.

The stone flute resonates with the stone characters on the saplings of the Sharo iron tree, and both surfaces are lit with a white glory. The stone flute flutters gently on Lin Feng’s palm, as if they have their own life and hang on The stone characters on the branches are windless and automatic, and they keep swinging.

When the yak king saw it, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his eyes were full of hope, looking to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng smiled slightly. It is not concealed: "This is a strange thing that I have inadvertently obtained. It seems to be related to a certain secret, but it is not clear at the end. If it is free in the future, this seat may go to find out."

"As for your master, you have not seen it."

The yak king's look changed continuously, from loss to sorrow, to calmness. Finally, it seemed as if he had made up his mind. He turned to look at other yaks. During the mana fluctuations, it seemed that they were communicating with the same people.

After a while, all the yaks calmed down and looked firm and nodded to the yak king.

At this time, Yakwang said: "Thank you for the truth of the Xuanmen Lord, Xiao Wang is very grateful."

"I can get some clues about the owner's whereabouts, Xiao Wang does not dare to have the idea of ​​being insatiable, but I hope that the master of Xuanmen can fulfill my wish to find the master. I will wait for the sacred door of Tianmeng to serve Xuanmen Tianzong. ”

"I only hope that when he visits the secret of the Xuanten Lord, he can bring me to wait. We have no greed and inconsistency, just hope to find the master."

Lin Feng nodded slightly, and said: "These yaks, loyal and sturdy, are more rustic than ordinary humans."

"You wait for the entrance of my Xuanmen Tianzong, you can't miss it." Lin Feng said faintly: "This seat does not require you to be loyal, you will not care about the old master, but you will not care, but since you enter my door, To keep my rules, can you do it?"

The Yak King said respectfully: "I am willing to listen to the sect."

Lin Feng said: "If I want you to deal with the flow of the road, you must not do it."

He glanced at the sand saplings on the ground and said faintly: "Since it is the thought of the tribute to you, then you will keep it. Later, this seat will help you transplant it to the door of my mysterious Tianzong Mountain. It is still your care."

The yak king is grateful in his heart. If Lin Feng wants to take the Sharo iron tree, he has no way at all, but now Lin Feng has taken the initiative to let the yak king feel a little embarrassed and said: "The master does not know where to go, I wait until so. Nervous this sapling."

"Now there is a lord who lends a helping hand. I am waiting for the owner to have a look. This sapling is naturally not so important. It is so strange that it should be given to Zongmen. I will not dare to take it."

Lin Feng smiled and looked at the yak king and the hundreds of yak cows beside him. He said: "The yak is born with a thunder-controlling power. This is a demon-level singer." The Thunder also has a source."

"Plus the saplings of this Sharo iron tree, um, yes, yes, this harvest is quite rich."

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