Chapter 2: The Genius of the Temple
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"Want to escape?"
Ling Feng's body flashed, turning into a streamer, flickering across the sky, rushing towards the ghost phantom, with the speed at which his world-class peak burst with all his strength, he could fly over tens of thousands of kilometers in an instant.
"His speed is not as good as mine, but he has actually been recognized by the origin of the law of wind, and his body is very weird, but unfortunately, his perception is still very low."
Ling Feng was flying at high speed above the mountain range, and with his familiarity with the universe, Ling Feng suddenly felt a shock fluctuate.
"There is an ambush?"
A smile appeared at the corner of Ling Feng's mouth, "Interesting! ā
"Whew~"
Suddenly, a world projection pressed on Ling Feng's body, but Ling Feng was unconscious, his speed did not decrease, and he was about to catch up with the ghostly phantom.
At this moment, from the bottom of the mountain range, a long silver dragon roared past and swept towards Ling Feng. The silver dragon slashed through the space, shattering the space in an instant wherever it went.
"Psychic weapons?"
Ling Feng muttered to himself, directly propping up the world projection, a golden river flowed between heaven and earth, and in the center was a tall tree, like a pillar supporting heaven and earth, and the beautiful prairie full of vitality was condensed in space.
"Oppression!"
Ling Feng's mind moved, and the Long Dragon Mental Power Weapon directly collapsed under the oppression of Ling Feng's world projection.
A cold young man with long silver hair below spurted out a mouthful of blood, a shocked look on his face.
At this moment, a spiritual power was like a sharp knife, stabbing towards Ling Feng's protonucleus, but this could not stop Ling Feng in the slightest, and with a shake of his body, he arrived in front of the ghost phantom.
The man in the cyan robe was pinned into the void by Ling Feng's oppression with the world projection, and Ling Feng looked at him with interest.
"How is that possible? The teacher said that my speed, a martial artist of the same level will definitely not be able to catch up, why is his speed so fast?"
The cyan robed man's face was full of shock, and he had absolute confidence in speed.
He couldn't believe that the young man in front of him was unharmed by the attack of the three of them.
"Be merciful, we are from the Immortal Temple!" A panicked voice sounded in Ling Feng's ears.
Below Ling Feng, the silver-haired cold young man standing in the air showed a look of panic at this moment: "How, how is it possible, he, he actually defeated my telekinetic weapons, my telekinetic weapons are all made by the immortal gods themselves." ā
"How is that possible?"
"Who the hell is he?"
The cold young man was completely stunned, but no matter how shocked he was, he still asked the other party to let his own people go.
"We are all the most elite geniuses selected by the Immortal Temple in all parts of the Blood Luo Continent, and we are now here to practice life and death in the ruins of the ancient gods, and the three of us have joined forces...... Deal with a young man who is also at the top of the world. We unexpectedly, unexpectedly, three to fight one and no one can fight back! ā
Another woman in a black uniform said.
"It's too ruthless, it's too strong, it's ridiculously strong, he has been recognized by the Golden Origin Law, and he is proficient in the Space Origin Law, and he ...... He did not use any weapons from beginning to end. ā
"Strong!"
"Very strong!"
The ruthless young man was shocked, with the cooperation of the three of them, there was no opponent in the same class, and even the immortals did not dare to despise them.
The woman also said in a low voice: "My mental attack didn't affect him. And with the speed of Feng Ao, he can't even escape. ā
Both were stunned.
They are all the pride of the sky, the top elite geniuses of the Blood Luo Continent, and they have been cultivated by the Immortal Temple. Even higher than those temple envoys at the peak of the realm lord level.
The pride of the sky returns to the pride of the sky, and they also have life and death experience.
"Oh? Immortal Temple?"
Ling Feng was stunned and looked at the two martial artists.
"That's right, we are from the Immortal Temple, please spare Feng Ao." Said the woman in the black uniform.
"Spare him, yes, but you'll have to take me to the Temple of Immortality!"
"Take you to the Temple of Immortality?"
"Yes, I came here from the Yun'an World, and this is my first time coming to the Immortal Temple!"
"In that case, of course there is no problem."
Ling Feng's mind moved, the beautiful prairie full of life disappeared, the golden river reintegrated into Ling Feng's body, the whole world projection disappeared, and the man in the cyan robe named Feng Ao fell from the void and stood in the air.
"I'm so sorry, I thought you were a blood fiend!"
When Ling Feng and them were heading to the Immortal Temple, Feng Ao suddenly said.
"Bloodseeker?"
Ling Feng was stunned, he had just come to the ruins of the ancient gods, and he really didn't know what kind of blood demon this was.
"Blood Demon, that is, the warrior of the mad demon. The evil aura of the ruins of the ancient gods has an impact on the soul of people, and if they can't bear it, they will go crazy. ā
Seeing Ling Feng's doubts, the woman in uniform said.
"The mad demon warrior is even more terrifying, his strength is undiminished, and he is even stronger."
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Along the way, Ling Feng had a general understanding of the three of them.
The man in the cyan robe was named Feng Ao, the cold young man was named Qiu Ning, and the woman in uniform was called Feng Lingyue, who was Qiu Ning's wife and Feng Ao's sister.
The three of them were all geniuses of the Immortal Temple, and they were all in the top ten of the blood list.
For this information, Ling Feng was no exception, with their strength, it was indeed not difficult to enter the top ten of the blood list.
The Immortal Temple, the requirements for the life and death experience of these blood-ranking geniuses are: they must fuse ten Blood Luo Crystals, kill 10,000 Blood Demons, and complete the task before they can return to the Temple. Otherwise, die in the ruins of the ancient gods.
"Ling Feng, why did you come to the Immortal Temple to report alone? Didn't the temple envoy pick it up?"
At this time, Qiu Ning said suspiciously.
Generally, the Immortal Temple absorbs geniuses from the Blood Luo Continent, and there will be a special temple envoy to guide them.
"Something happened and I needed to fix it myself."
Ling Feng said, the temple's envoy Ling Feng had heard the news from Yu Le, but with the spaceship provided by the temple, when would it have to arrive at the Immortal Temple.
"It's okay now, with Ling Feng's strength, there is not much problem in entering the top three of the blood list."
Feng Ao asked with a smile, looking lively, the opposite of the ghostly phantom.
"Top three?"
Feng Lingyue was stunned.
"I think it's possible to even be first!"
Qiu Ning also said, full of smiles.
"It's not as strong as you think."
Ling Feng said with a smile.
In the days to come, it may be more interesting among these genius friends, boring cultivation, with Ling Feng's endurance and perseverance, it is absolutely possible, but this is not the life he wants to live.
Cultivation, for what?
For the sake of relatives, for the sake of years.
For the perseverance in the heart, but also for the obsession in the heart.
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