At this time, Lin Fan and the others only thought that the demi-saint body in the Demon Beast King City was a peacock, and seeing that Feng Luo had already gone, they thought about not dragging their feet, and temporarily retreated to the side.

And in the Demon Beast King City, Feng Luo moved as he pleased, and soon appeared in front of the steps of the palace.

As soon as he sensed his aura, someone from inside also walked out.

Feng Luo looked at the man and laughed, "I really didn't expect that when Shiyu let you go, you became such a tricky opponent." ”

Yes, this demi-saint in the Demon Beast King's palace is none other than Shi Yu's old man, Feng Qingyin.

When he was in the Eighth Heaven, Feng Qingyin and Shi Yu also had an intersection, and Feng Luo had met it once or twice. Unexpectedly, they would meet in the sky, and Feng Qingyin was about to break through to the half-saint.

The reason why it is said that it is about to break through to a half-saint is because Feng Qingyin is still only a pseudo-half-saint, and he is probably close to the point of a kick in the door.

However, all immortal cultivators know very well in their hearts that this is the slightest difference, and in the eyes of some people, it is very likely to be a lifetime.

Feng Qingyin had already recognized Feng Luo, and it was actually a little surprised. Because it only remembered that Feng Luo was the person next to Shi Yu, but he didn't expect to see him again, and this inconspicuous human race would reach such a height at the beginning.

"Why are you, Shi Yu?" the master said, the opportunity for its breakthrough was in the Demon Beast King City. When it knew that Shi Yu was here, it knew that it was here for Shi Yu.

"For you, I'll have one enough. Feng Luo said.

Since the breakthrough, he has been looking for someone to try his hand, and now he has finally encountered it, and it is indeed a bit itchy.

"You mean, Shi Yu also broke through?" Feng Qingyin's goal was indeed always on Shi Yu.

"I'll tell you when you win me. ”

The two half-saint fighting methods, this kind of scene is very rare, it will inevitably affect the pond fish, even if the surrounding demon beasts want to see it, they still choose a relatively safe place.

Lin Fan and the others didn't go far, just when they were hiding beside them, they saw the green spiritual power in the distance bursting out, and then the mountains shook under their feet, and the high mountains that they were originally stepping on turned into flat ground.

Looking up, everywhere you see is powder, only the towering Demon Beast King City is still standing.

This is the power of a demi-saint?

With just one move, the earth shakes the sky.

Su Nian looked into the distance, and couldn't help but smile bitterly for a while, "Chance, this thing, I really can't see through it." ”

She is also a knowledgeable person, and she has seen countless strong people in the past. But it's the first time that something as unexpected as Feng Luo is.

"You wouldn't have thought that one day Feng Luo would come to protect you. ”

Lin Fan was silent for a moment, "Indeed." ”

Once upon a time, he was standing in front of Fengluo.

This is indeed the first time.

As he spoke, the sky around him had darkened. It was still a sunny day just now, but now it was gathered because of the power of the demi-saint. Under the half-saint, the hearts of both humans and demon beasts were like a heavy stone, and they were a little out of breath for a while.

Feng Luo is a wood attribute, and the body of the demon vine has become his natal weapon, and he no longer needs to summon it at this time, just like a python that rises against the wind, like a life that stalks Feng Qingyin.

Feng Qingyin slapped his backhand, and the demon vine was torn apart, but it quickly regained its shape and continued to contain Feng Qingyin.

In an instant, the two had been fighting for more than a hundred rounds. Gradually, Feng Qingyin seemed to lose the upper hand, but Feng Luo became more and more courageous, and the demon vine changed various forms in his hands, trapping Feng Qingyin from time to time, tearing off a few pieces of flesh and blood on it.