Just as Lingfeng was heading towards the Wind Cliff, in a certain gloomy hall, even the flames were purple, swaying and burning on the skulls, emitting a faint light, and the appearance of the hall could be vaguely distinguished, with eight large pillars in the middle, painted with countless wailing people, thin and only a layer of skin, with a face full of fear, as if they were going to climb out of the big pillars and eat all the food it saw.

Dozens of people dressed in black stood around the main hall, not daring to make a sound, and even the sound of breathing was reduced to the weakest.

And in the deepest part of the main hall, a man in a black robe sat on a chair made of black bones, his face was terrible pale, but his lips were as red as rouge, and a large black knife was placed next to his chair, and this knife was like a spirit, and from time to time something like a mist floated out of it, which was very terrifying.

Whether it's architecture or whatever, it's unusual, and there's weirdness everywhere here.

Just when the atmosphere was solidifying, a figure flew in from outside, carrying an incomparably powerful Xuan Qi fluctuation and landed in the main hall, with a thick and incomparably vicissitudes of life, as if this person was from distant antiquity, and the people around him knelt down and stood up only after the person signaled.

The person who came was a young man who looked to be only in his twenties, dressed in a brown dress, with his left hand crossed in front of his abdomen, and his aura on the bone chair did not change a little bit, and said loudly: "Lord Yan, my son was bullied on your territory, and your people not only caught him but also let that kid escape, and my shogunate is a little far away from here, so it's not easy to search, what do you mean?"

The man's voice was very loud, as out-of-place as the dress temperament of this gloomy hall, although he said honorifics, but there was no respect in his eyes at all.

"Hehe..."

The person sitting on the bone chair laughed very influentially, and his pale face was even more terrifying, his red lips moved, and his hoarse voice lingered in the silent hall: "The shogunate lord doesn't know, that kid's escape is very powerful, and the elders of our hall have never seen his shadow when he goes out in person, and he even runs to the shogunate to deliver a message to you at the risk of being swallowed by the cub of the burning world, and we have done enough to be kind." ”

If an outsider heard it, he would definitely be surprised, this young man who dared to question the hall master of the Yan Palace, who looked like he was only in his twenties, turned out to be the lord of the shogunate, which means that he was like this when he ascended to the Heavenly King, because as long as a person ascended to the Heavenly King, his appearance would not change again.

But it will never really be the twenty-year-old who ascended to the Heavenly King, it is very likely that it is only because of taking some anti-aging elixir Yaohua to maintain it.

The face of the shogunate lord changed slightly, and even Lingfeng's matter was temporarily ignored, but he noticed that the four words "Burning the World One Pulse" were very serious, and the consequences of provoking them were very serious, and the hall master of the Yan Palace dared to say this, it would not be a lie.

The other party did a good enough job, and the shogunate master knew that there was no way to make trouble, and he couldn't let Yan Dian help him find it anymore, so he snorted coldly and then flicked his sleeve robe and turned away, with an arrogant attitude as if he was in his own home.

After the shogunate master left, a black-clothed man closest to the left of the hall master of the Yan hall finally couldn't help it, took a step forward and said dissatisfiedly: "He is just a second-rate sect, why dare he be in front of the hall master..."

But before he could speak, the hall master of the Yan hall turned his gaze on him without a little warmth, and the black-clothed man immediately closed his mouth with a trembling body, only to hear his hall master say coldly: "Palm, some words can only be read in the heart, don't say anything." ”

The black-clothed man's body stiffened, and his face was embarrassed, but looking at the dead-like face of the hall master of the Yan Palace, he knelt down, his knees slammed on the black floor, and his hands were bowed and pumped on his face again and again, and it could be seen that he had used a lot of strength, because the corners of his mouth cracked when he first palmed.

Then the crisp slap sound echoed in the gloomy hall, and the hall master of Yan slowly retracted his gaze, and his face suddenly turned black, and then turned white again, only his lips remained red, and every change represented the fluctuation of his inner emotions.

And the shogunate lord flew out non-stop after leaving the headquarters of Yan Dian, his body was extremely strange, there was no wind and waves at all, as if he had disappeared into the long river of time, and swept into the distance with a pale yellow line in the sky.

It took almost less than three hours to reach the sky above the house where Ling Feng lived before, and there were two people below who were wreaking havoc, and they could vaguely see bandages on their faces, and a young man who looked like a boy was standing on the highest pile of rubble and directing them with a fan.

"Smash this side to Ben Shao! And you, go over there, you kind of waste is only worthy of such a thing. ”

Makuquan looked unhappy, and then seemed to feel something, but when he looked up, he saw Makumi Xiangqiu put away his momentum and fell from the sky, standing in front of Makumi, looking at the latter with a guilty face.

And Mu Quan's tears came out of his eyes all of a sudden, kneeling on the ground and denouncing Ling Feng, saying how Ling Feng bullied him, and forcing himself to kneel on the ground and kowtow, but he refused to die, and Ling Feng disfigured his two guards in the face.

Mu Xiangqiu knew that his son could not lie to him, because Mu Quan was raised by him alone, and Mu Quan's mother died at the hands of the enemy, so he was more important to Mu Quan than his own life. Jiujiu Library

"Quan'er, get up quickly, my father will definitely help you get justice, that kid already has eyebrows, you don't have to worry about this. ”

Mu Xiangqiu said distressedly, he was busy pulling the curtain up from the ground, he didn't have the grandeur of a second-rate strength boss at all, he completely became a father, although he was a little stupid, but he was a responsible father.

The two people next to him looked surprised, and continued to smash their walls, while on the road outside, a team of guards wearing cyan armor arrived belatedly, and hung a sign of the same color on their waists, with a curtain engraved on it, and each token in the Thousand Sects represented a sect.

After seeing Mu Xiangqiu and Mu Quan, he immediately knelt on one knee on the ground and shouted respectfully: "I've seen the mansion master, young master!"

The voices of this group of people are very powerful, and the Xuan Qi fluctuations on their bodies are all strong people who can communicate with Xuan Qi, this is the confidence of the second-rate sect!

Mu Xiangqiu put his right hand on the whole body of the curtain, looked at these people and said: "You came just right, go to find, go to all countries to find, dare to move my son, it's not that there is a big background behind him, that is, he doesn't have long eyes, and he can subdue two Naxuan Jiuzhong with one move, he is still so young, he must have some achievements, I will give you half a month, and after half a month, I will hear all his messages, and after a month, if you don't catch that kid in front of me and take the punishment yourself, I will let Mu'er personally teach him how to be a smart person!"

"Yes!"

The people of the shogunate did not raise a single question at all, and immediately set off after receiving the order, and at full speed, a team of people broke out in the city under the control of Yan Dian.

Mu Xiangqiu's eyes were full of coldness, but he laughed again when he looked at Mu Quan, as a father, he was still very competent.

And in the wasteland hundreds of miles away from here, Ling Feng was still walking numbly, and along the way, he saw a scene that he had never seen in all countries, such as two people having a quarrel, but when they said their sect, it actually caused a big war, if it was in all countries, it would basically be peaceful, after all, the cost of making trouble was too serious, and it would not be such a large scale if it wasn't for the enmity of life and death.

And in the Thousand Sects can be so chaotic, Ling Feng watched a few times and found that this is not an accident, but most of the sects are very concerned about face, including, I scolded your disciple, you don't dare to fight back, then you are afraid of me.

The next day, the news of the weakness of a certain sect will spread all over the place, at least the disciples will not be able to raise their heads, and at the worst, a large number of disciples will leave the sect, which is not allowed, so they will go to such great lengths to conduct a duel.

But there are also benefits, those who participated in the battle were all disciples, and there were no adults, there should be unspoken rules, and in such an environment and conditions, the disciples of the Thousand Sects would become stronger if they didn't want to become stronger.

On the fifteenth day after Ling Feng's departure, he was sitting cross-legged on a rock, his hands pressed on his knees, his red hair was draped casually over his shoulders, and a golden kitten-like demon beast was lying on his head sleepy-eyed, licking his paws from time to time, very cute.

But its owner was watching the battlefield below intently, shouting, roaring, and screaming from pain were endless, and Ling Feng spent this way when he came to rest.

"It's kind of stupid. ”

Ling Feng looked at the two warring sect disciples and said, he could see at a glance on the hillside that this group of guys had no organization at all, because their battle was completely one-on-one, two-on-one, three-on-two, very random, if Lingfeng was asked to organize the battle, he would choose a team of three people, able to defend against attacks from all angles and advance forward at the same time.

After watching it for another ten minutes, he shook his head and sighed, he hadn't changed anything after playing for so long, and it didn't look interesting anymore, so he stood up, patted his buttocks, and walked down the mountain.

There were hundreds of people in front of him, but Ling Feng walked over as if he didn't see it at all, but it was true, Ling Feng's gaze penetrated everyone and landed on the infinitely extended rear, where it was only half the way away from the Wind Cliff.

"This is the battlefield of the Dragon Armor Sect and the Dragon Yi Sect, all the irrelevant people get out of the way, don't blame our subordinates for being ruthless!"

A disciple saw Ling Feng who was approaching here and warned loudly, and the Xuan Qi fluctuations on his body also became stronger, there was no doubt that they really dared to make a move, but Ling Feng suddenly became blurry in the eyes of that disciple, and the wind and waves slapped on his face in the next second.

A red figure crossed the battlefield, although everyone present did not see Ling Feng, they were all very aware that there was a person who had just run in front of them, and for a while the two rows of people in the middle were stunned, but then the person who reacted quickly instantly came back to his senses and looked at the opponent with a knife, and the two sects were killed again, and they did not die.

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