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Lin Feng's **** of war fell into the ruined building, his brow slightly picked up, carefully perceive the aura fluctuations here. The chapter update is the fastest

In the void battlefield, there are turbulent flows and space storms everywhere, and all the auras are chaotic.

Lin Feng needs to observe it very seriously, only then he has vaguely felt the magical power of Wang Lin here.

"This feeling is not a simple mana atmosphere." Lin Feng flashed a sorrow in his eyes: "In addition to mana, there is flesh and blood..."

Wang Lin is a purely law-enhanced, sharp spell, and the flesh is more fragile. Even because of the influence of Huang Quan’s destructive mana, his body strength is not only inferior to his own counterpart, but also weaker than other monks. some.

Therefore, the breath of his after the fight with the people, it is impossible to be as **** as some martial arts monks.

This place left Wang Lin's blood, there is only one possibility, that is, he was injured, physically injured, and the injury is not light.

For his own weaknesses, Wang Lin himself is the clearest, so he always pays attention to protect his body, but now he is hurt enough to explain the dangers of the first battle.

Lin Feng kept his life light there. There was a time when the lights became extremely weak, as if they could be destroyed at any time.

After a long period of time, the lights re-emerged, indicating that he had survived a difficult life.

Xiao Yu, Zhu Yi, Wang Lin, and Shi Tianqi are four people. The strength in the same small realm is basically the same. Because of the difference between the fighting style and the supernatural power, the actual combat may be a little fluctuating, but in general it is located in a horizontal line. on.

They can be confirmed by Xiao Yu and Shi Tianyi. For most of the other monks, Jin Dan was in the early days. With the help of the Yuan Ying period, they can counter the ancestors of Yuan Ying.

In the mid-term of Jin Dan, in the middle of Yuan Ying, he can barely win, if the other party does not run away. If the two sides fight to the end, Xiao Yu and others can kill their opponents at the expense of their own serious injuries.

When they arrived in the late Jindan, they could easily challenge most of the late Yuan Ying inferior, completely ignoring the powerful power of the heavens and the earth.

But now the problem has come. After Wang Lin fell into the void battlefield, Lin Feng once checked his residence with his own knowledge. Judging by the residual mana atmosphere, Wang Lin at that time had already passed through the submarine repair. Robbery. The hope of promotion to the middle of Jindan.

The time flow rate in the virtual battlefield is complicated and complicated, and the time flow rate is different in different spatial regions.

Wang Lin is likely to have been in the space of accelerating time flow, providing him with more time for training.

Lin Feng now looks at the mana atmosphere in the ruins. Wang Linxiu has already taken it to the next level and successfully promoted to the middle of Jindan, knowing the realm of Tongtian.

But his opponent is a monk who has already formed a world of law in the late Yuan Ying.

Lin Feng feels the residual mana change in this place. There is already a judgment in my heart: "It was the **** who had fallen into a virtual battlefield."

Although through observation of the life of the lights, Lin Feng knows that Wang Lin has escaped from the moment, but the void battlefield is a dangerous place for the Yuan Ying period monks, except for the original enemy. Wang Lin may also encounter other dangers, or other strong players who enter the void battlefield.

"This ruin seems to hide something..." Lin Feng's heart moved slightly. Lightly stepping under the feet, the ground suddenly splits. The entire ruin is almost completely broken.

Stimulated by the power of Lin Feng, the ruins of the original dead suddenly flashed red.

This red light is extremely fierce. It is full of multiple powers such as disasters, ignorance, pain, and viciousness.

Lin Feng brows a little pick, not how to move, hands out, together for the heavens, the force of the space barrier suddenly pinched the red light, so that it can not continue to mess.

Among the red light, a huge human phase emerged from it, and an inexhaustible horror of horror erupted from him.

It was a victorious man with dozens of feet tall, the lines above and below the body, extremely perfect, without a trace of embarrassment.

The knife-cut axe is generally perfect, but the face is calm, without the slightest mood swings, and the eyes are open, just like the most primitive chaos in the beginning of the universe.

This portrait is a violent and violent atmosphere of devastating natural disasters, so that everyone who sees him will feel the shock and horror.

Lin Feng’s face showed a look of surprise at this moment: “This is the monk who achieved the realm of the Yuanshen, and the residual mana of the imaginary body is preserved, and it is still the Taoist cohesiveness of the monk.”

"Oh, quite a subtle way of magic, this way is hard to see in today's vast land of China."

Lin Feng was interested in looking up and down the tall portraits in the red light and feeling the violent magical doorway power.

After the achievement of the Yuanshen, the strength of Lin Feng’s deity has been above the God of War, but even so, the God of War is not afraid of the ordinary Yuansi double monk, let alone the surviving mana manifestation. It is.

After unfortunately suppressing the portraits, Lin Feng tried to figure out the mystery of the Tao. In contrast to the system data, the mind gradually got a number: "Rare, rare, is the Taoist inheritance of the original demon?"

A thousand years ago, the realm of the real people of Shenzhou was mixed, and there were many amazing Taoist ancestral gates of an era.

The most powerful of these is the original magical Taoism, who is in charge of the ear of the heavens, and the whole world of Tianyuan.

At the time of extreme prosperity, even the Jianshan Mountain and the Great Leiyin Temple must be treated with caution. It is a rare super-classary in the history of the human race to cultivate the truth.

The red-light portrait that Lin Feng suppressed at the moment is an old elder of the original demon religion. He practiced the classic title of "A Najing". After practicing and being promoted to the Yuanshen, he also cultivated his own virtual body.

It is only the fierce battle of the void battlefield. Even the monk of the Yuanshen is difficult to protect. This elder elder is also ravaged. His life and death are unknown, but the imaginary body is broken, at least from the Yuanshen double realm to return to the Yuanshen.

His broken back to the virtual body, the mana did not completely dissipate under the turbulent flow of the void battlefield, but instead condensed here.

If no one has been in charge. That person will continue to grow up, and maybe one day will give birth to spiritual knowledge. Turned into a avatar of the demon elder, seeing the sky again.

Lin Feng suppressed this portrait. Thoughts in my heart: "A Nasal is not the original secret of the original demon, but it is not inferior to the single Dharma in the Five Thunder of the Great Leiyin Temple, which has its own infinite mystery."

"The realm of the Yuanshen, the sinus is well-trained, and you can get a nose and not die. Although it is not really undead, it is re-refining the flesh with the nose and the nose, and it is not afraid of damage. The life is not endless, the body is not bad. ""

"In ancient times, the original demon disciple who was not dead, was particularly fierce. The monk under the gods had a strong fighting power, and he relied on this magical power." Lin Feng looked into the void: "I just don't know Xiaolinzi." What happened now? Like him, he found that the Taoist inheritance here should be as easy as drinking water."

The only concern is that Wang Lin’s true life path has not changed.

The portrait was conquered and the ruins have no value. Lin Feng drove the **** of war to fly and re-entered the void.

"In addition to Xiaolinzi, it is the parents and family of Scorpio, which is even more worrying."

............

The Great Zhou Dynasty rushed to the west. At the junction with the Daqin Dynasty, a large army was stationed and the army was heavily military. Killing the sky.

The person who sits on this army is the first person to be a young man in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Jing Hao Hou.

Before the coach's big account, a black flag was erected. In the wind, every sergeant in the military camp saw this banner, and his eyes shot the enthusiasm.

In the big account, Jing Hao Hou held his hand and looked at a map in the corner, standing behind him several people.

When the two men, a brawny man in a white armor, and a middle-aged man in a white robe, all of them were imposing, and the mana was fluctuating, and it was the strongest of the two Yuan Ying in the late period.

The white robe middle-aged man said with a deep voice: "Hou Ye, the autumn of trouble, you are now entering the virtual battlefield. Once the world has changed, I am afraid that I will not be able to come back."

Jing Hao Hou shook his head: "No matter, Ben Hou is in a virtual battlefield, which is much easier than ordinary people. Although it is not completely self-contained, it is not difficult."

"In the void battlefield, there are many treasures waiting for the prince to pick it up. It is because of the autumn of events that it is necessary to plan ahead."

He smiled and said: "Not to mention, there is a little beauty who has always wanted to go to the virtual battlefield. She is so hard to leave the family power to shelter, such a rare fighter, Benhou naturally wants to seize."

The man in the armor said: "Master, I will go in with you."

Jing Hao Hou swings his hand: "You left the military camp for the prince, and you will leave it to you. If you have anything, you can do it cheaply."

He turned to look at the middle-aged man in the white robe: "This time, please ask Mr. Bai to take a trip with Ben."

The man in the armor and the middle-aged man in the white robe nodded and said: "I have to obey the command of Hou."

............

In the desolate and ancient world of the thousand, at the end of the plain, there is a majestic city. There is a temple on the center line of the Xiongcheng. Although it is not magnificent, it is majestic and atmospheric, and it has a kind of ancient style that is not common nowadays.

Naturally, it reveals a majestic weather that is like a palace.

Located in the wilderness, the weather of the emperor seems to be somewhat ruined, but a closer look reveals that in the desolation, there is a strong momentum like Nirvana that is gestating, and the return of the emperor is to be performed.

In a palace, a girl in a light blue dress gown, slim, small waist, light purple beam, the waist, the outline is extremely attractive.

Three thousand soft blue silk fell down the shoulder of the scent, until the waist of the willow, only to stop spreading, the slender figure is not stained, like the blue lotus in the red world, beautiful and unique.

In front of her, there was a man kneeling on one knee and respectful. He was quietly saying: "... After that, the master of Xuanmen forced the Xuanlin Taoist of the illusory view, and then left, Xiao Xiaogong He left together."

The girl’s face opened with a smile: “Xiao Xiao’s brother, already famous in the world!”

The man in front of her looked at the girl, hesitated and then said: "The strength of Xiao Yu's son has been recognized by everyone. If so, you... do you want to enter the void battlefield?"

The girl said softly: "Nature is going, Xiao Xiao's brother is strong, I have to go, if I can't move forward, how can I accompany him forever?" (To be continued.)