Han Lin'er was gifted, but her heart never focused on cultivation. Although he has not been able to refine the Yuan Shen now, he also has the cultivation of extreme qi. Since the destruction of the Suffering Realm, Han Lin'er was taken away by Han Li and went to practice elsewhere.

Although her mana is far inferior to these four or five demon gates, she has luck to protect herself, and she is a deaf natural supernatural power. These demons naturally have nothing to do with her.

While running around, the black smoke filled the dust, confusing the induction of several Demon Dao Sect people, and their skills were extraordinary. And Ding Feng refines the Yuan Shen, and Dao Yun has undergone several transformations. Even so, this green onion deaf still follows the breath and follows the trail.

Time flies, and the two see each other again. Han Lin'er has a pure heart, and there has not been much change in her temperament. The two of them traveled west, just like yesterday, and Ding Feng couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic.

Ding Feng looked at it again, Han Lin'er was full of spiritual light, brewing calamity, which was a sign of the achievement of the Yuan Shen: "With her cultivation, she is not far from the Yuan Shen." "At the juncture of the Great Tribulation, it is necessary to focus on meditation, and it is good to deal with the primordial calamity. But Han Lin'er didn't care about it, her expression was in a hurry, and it was clear that something important was happening.

Most of the several Demon Dao Sect people who followed closely behind Han Lin'er were immortal demon fetuses, they didn't know what luck they had, the demon breath was superficial, and they must have relied on a certain external force to refine the demon fetus.

Separated by several big stars, Ding Feng can also see it clearly. These demon gates, full of yin qi, like evil ghosts who escaped from the underworld, are extremely vicious, and they shouted: "God-given opportunity, don't let her escape!"

"The emperor doesn't come out for a day, and the troubled times don't stop for a day! Dominating the troubled times should be my devil's way!"

There is also a warrior with a zombie face, full of corpse energy, delirious, and crazy: "Hate, hate, zombie old ghost, hinder me from enlightenment! That is, fall into the netherworld, I swear to kill you!"

In the midst of the roar, the corpse was gray and gloomy. Although this man has the face of a zombie, he is extremely flexible. In an instant, he drilled into the back of a demon gate, pierced his intestines and broke his stomach, ate his flesh, and swallowed his bones, and then his eyes fell on Han Lin'er.

Ding Feng and Lian Jiansheng did not move, and the two swords went out of thin air, just like the lightning of the lightning, dazzling the stars, like the Changhong passing through the sky, the Buddha's light and brilliance! The two swords waved away, that is, the first few demon gates in front of them were erased from this world, leaving no trace.

The undead fetus is not afraid of the catastrophe of the disappearance, but there is also a limit. Ding Feng's sword light is extraordinary, like hearing the Great Dao, sending killing machines and extinguishing anger, how can they stand it?

The people of the Demon Dao Sect, who were a little slower, froze for a moment, like a wooden chicken. And this zombie-faced warrior woke up from his dementia, his expressionless face was shocked in a blink of an eye, and then from shock to boundless fear!

The corpse qi shook, and there were faint ripples, and I saw that the people in the demon gate who had refined the immortal demon fetus one by one turned into powder, fluttering and scattered, and the flesh and blood of the demon fetus were no longer alive. Without the slightest hesitation, the zombie-faced warrior turned around and fled. Stepping on the strange footwork, the figures are towering, and they actually open up a road that leads straight to the underworld.

How could the zombie warrior not understand that these two people deliberately did not kill him. Otherwise, he would only be affected by the sword light, and he would also turn into gray smoke. Looking at the expressions on the faces of his colleagues, it seemed that he had never known that he had already died, and when he thought of this, a chill came out of his heart. At the same time, he took a big stride and ran desperately, never daring to turn back.

The sword practitioner jumped out of the void, the tip of the sword was slightly bright, and the pupils of the zombie warrior's eyes were infinitely dilated, and he lost his mind in an instant. When he came back to his senses, the zombie warrior had fallen out of the underworld.

Ding Feng slapped his palm, opened the door of convenience, and with a light scoop of Foguang's big hand, he sealed the zombie warriors.

Han Lin'er saw that those annoying pursuers were dying, although she took a breath, she still did not slow down, and she did not stop for a moment, and fled towards Ding Feng. It's just that he no longer controls the onion deafness, but changes a magic weapon.

Ding Feng nodded slightly, and the sword practitioner hid his figure. At the right time, Han Lin'er was in front of Ding Feng, she looked at Ding Feng, who was carrying the Buddha's nirvana and was rejuvenated, and her mind was still flawless.

Han Lin'er had a different situation, and he was expected to practice the Yuan Shen in his lifetime, which attracted the envy of the vast majority of monks. Her heart is like a child, and she will not change her attitude because of Ding Feng's Yuan Shen Dao. But this time, Han Lin'er worked hard to find Ding Feng, but when she stood in front of him, she hesitated and was silent for a long time.

Ding Feng opened his mouth and said, "Is it Senior Brother Meng's business?" can make Han Lin'er put herself in danger, and there is only one person in the world who cares about her safety like this. Ding Feng is very clear about this. Even after a thousand years or ten thousand years, Han Lin'er's admiration will not change in the slightest.

Han Lin'er pursed her lips, and then as if she had made up her mind, she almost shouted loudly: "Take me to see him, I will never let him be on the immortal list!"

Ding Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly, he really didn't have any way to take this. I had to secretly use the magic power of Buddhism to stabilize Han Lin'er's mood, and then I knew the reason.

The Immortal List was born, and the biggest movement was the Confucian family in the Holy Realm, who was bent on choosing a Ming monarch for the world. This is a great opportunity for them to show their hearts. The Holy Realm promoted Meng Haoran and forced him to be included in the list.

Since the world of suffering fell apart, Qin Daoyi was nowhere to be found, Li Xiaojian was traveling, Meng Haoran returned to the holy realm, and Xiao Yao went to practice with Nanke Daoren. Ding Feng has been in trouble again and again, how can he have spare time to find the four senior brothers.

Hearing the news of Senior Brother Meng from Han Lin'er's mouth, Ding Feng was not in a hurry, but asked, "What can you do when you see Senior Brother him?" Meng Haoran's stubbornness and rigidity, Han Lin'er knew better than Ding Feng.

At the bottom of Han Lin'er's heart, a trace of worry faintly rose. Because she knew that no matter whether it was the Holy Spirit, Immortal Buddha or demons and monsters, they could not force Meng Haoran to do anything.

Han Lin'er has made up her mind and is very persistent. was just asked by Ding Feng, and his eyes were slightly dazed. Ding Fengxin said: "Because of the longing in her heart, this stubbornness is somewhat similar to Senior Brother Meng. ”

Ding Feng thought about the grace of the past, nodded and said, "Although Senior Brother Meng was born in the Holy Realm, he is also my disciple of the Heavenly Dao. As the head teacher, I have to tell my senior brother that all the disciples in the sect are worried about him. ”

Han Lin'er didn't have hope, her face was gloomy, but when she heard Ding Feng agree, she immediately smiled. returned to his former eccentric, lively and active appearance: "It is reasonable, and he is worthy of being the person in charge." Although if Senior Brother Meng doesn't leave, he will definitely be the head of the school. ”

Of course, this is biased, but Ding Feng agrees with it very much. Meng Haoran is definitely the best candidate to take charge of the sect, except for him, Ding Feng can't think of other candidates: "Back then, Luo Zhenjun intended to let Senior Brother Meng take over the Tongtian Sword Sect, but after he practiced the Yuan Shen, he still returned to the Holy Realm, do you know what the inside story is?"

(End of chapter)