But just after leaving the customs, the old man Jingkong's expression changed, and he looked at the sky in surprise, and the sky gathered a large number of dark clouds at some point, pitch black as ink, tumbling and entangled, with a faint heavenly might. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It was noon, but it was almost dusk, and it was extremely drowsy, and even the air was much heavier than before.

"It's ......"

As if he remembered something, the old man Jingkong suddenly changed his expression, as powerful as him, there was a sense of trembling in his soul, as if it was the powerlessness of ants in the face of heaven.

Feng Yin also appeared in this kind of strange scene, he didn't realize himself for the time being, and looked up at the sky in a daze, where there was a kind of coercion that made his heart tremble, it didn't belong to anyone, it came from heaven.

"Is it going to rain?" he blinked, spitting out the words.

I saw that the thick clouds that were as black as the abyss rolled and entangled, and it seemed to contain a peerless danger, just when Feng Yin was about to jump up to see what was going on, the dark clouds dissipated by themselves, and the place returned to its original state, a round of the sun hung high in the sky, and the sun was shining.

Feng Yin exhaled, dispelled his doubts, and felt the supreme Dao fruit that he had sublimated and harvested from his own extreme sublimation.

"This is the power of the realm of initiation, and it feels so good. ”

Feeling the explosion-like divine energy contained in his body, Feng Yin couldn't help but mutter.

He can defeat the ordinary realm of initiation, but he is not at that level after all, and he can't feel the wonder of this realm.

Previously, Feng Yin had always relied on quantity instead of quality to make up for the gap between even beyond the realm, but now he doesn't need it, because he is already a strong person in the Dao.

Feng Yin stretched out his hand and pressed it gently, and the void immediately collapsed, and his arms shook slightly, and his divine power drained the air here, which was much stronger than before.

He fell, a hand gently brushed, the radius of a hundred zhang suddenly became much clearer, within a hundred zhang, the free dust did not need to be silently dissolved into nothingness, and it was eliminated from then on.

"What a wide range...... It's nearly ten times more. Feng Yin exclaimed.

At the same time, he also felt the endless flow of mana in his body, incomparably refined, almost never drying up, incomparably vast.

Feng Yin's figure flashed, and he couldn't see him moving at all, but he appeared next to the old man, and he also made great progress in terms of degree.

"Senior, I did it. Feng Yin's face was happy, and the old man Jingkong nodded with satisfaction.

"I don't want to praise you, for fear that you will be proud of it, but I can't find a place to teach you. ”

A simple sentence is better than any praise, Feng Yin bowed deeply, and seriously saluted the old man Jingkong.

He squinted and smiled, his expression was extremely kind, and his white head was dyed golden by the sun, and he said, "Go ahead, do whatever you want." ”

Looking at the departing figure of the young man, the old man frowned, thinking about something, and muttered to himself: "How can it be a catastrophe......

In the distance, the head of the sect and several Supreme Elders hurried over, their eyes full of doubts.

Feng Yin immediately informed the dumb man of the news, and the latter was genuinely happy for him and patted him on the shoulder.

"It's a pity that I'm stuck in the cave and can't get out, so I really want to celebrate and have a good time. ”

In the dark ancient cave, there was the sound of Fengzi's surprise, and then there was a "bang" sound inside, followed by a scream from Fengzi.

"This damn hole, it's fucking strong. He muttered quietly, rubbing his aching hands.

During the conversation, Feng Yin asked intentionally or unintentionally: "Now with the combined strength of the two of us, can we take revenge?"

His voice was casual, but his ears were immediately pricked up, and he was extremely alert.

Feng Zi, who was talking eloquently, was silent for a long time before he said, "It's far from enough......"

"I'll go to practice, I'll go through the training, and I'll wait for you to get out. ”

Feng Yin left with this sentence, and quietly left the Tongxuan Sect, except for a few people such as the old man Jingkong, almost no one knew that one day he came out in the morning.

Feng Yin carried a scroll of silk books in his arms, recording the great traitors and evil people and some powerful beasts within a radius of thousands of miles, which he made by Torin Lan, and was regarded by him as a target and used as a whetstone.

Wen Ji is a river and ocean thief, who wanders the cultivator world on weekdays, picking on lone cultivators, quietly seeking money and killing people, squandering the blood-stained money of the dead, and his reputation in the surrounding cities can be said to be extremely stinky, to the point that everyone shouts and beats.

Some cultivators had gathered money to arrest this person, but it was useless, because the whereabouts of the thermometer were erratic, and most of them wandered in the wild, and few people could deliberately find him.

Therefore, this man with innocent blood on his hands is still at large, and no one can touch him, and his notoriety gradually evolves, and it has become a murderous name that can make babies cry.

Today, things have changed.

At this time, this bearded man in his thirties, his face was extremely grim, looking at a young man ten meters away, and his heart set off a storm.

The young man was only thirteen or fourteen years old, dressed in animal skins, with a delicate complexion, harmless to humans and animals, and a pair of eyes that were incomparably clear, but standing there, he was like a wild beast, which made his heart tremble.

He didn't know when the young man appeared beside him, he only met occasionally, the young man was standing not far away, Wen Ji left without care, but after nearly a hundred miles, he inadvertently turned around, and the young man was still by his side, silent!

"Who are you, don't want your life, dare to follow me Wenji!" he snorted, but his heart was already soaked with sweat.

"I thought you had some skills, but it seems that I was wrong...... I walked a hundred miles before I appeared. Feng Yin sighed, and pulled away the large body made of the fur of the unknown fierce beast, revealing a cheetah-like streamlined body.

"I ask you who you are! Wen Ji roared, his eyes drifting, and he had already begun to look for a route to escape.

The palm of his sword was full of sweat, he had never been so nervous, the young man in front of him was too mysterious to understand the depth, but it gave him a real sense of danger.

"My name is Li Bai, and I'm here to kill you. ”

The boy's tone was as flat as water, as if he was talking about things that had nothing to do with him, as monotonous as eating and drinking.

But when Wen Ji heard this, his expression changed greatly, he took a few steps back, pointed at Feng Yin and said in a lost voice: "Li Bai, but this month's killer Li Bai?!"

Laugh at!

He was answered by a fist, golden and shrouded in brilliance, and a comet struck like a moon.

With a pop, one of Wen Ji's arms exploded, and before he could react, a sharp sword invisible to the naked eye stabbed him in the center of his eyebrows with bloody killing intent, and this person snorted and fell down, never waking up again.

Feng Yin tightened the big straps on his body and left without looking back.

Now, Feng Yin has been training for more than a month, and I don't know how many ferocious people he has killed, I don't know how many heads of fierce beasts he has cut off, just a Wen Ji, just a name on his list.

Since the beginning of this month, Feng Yin has not fallen into practice, in addition to practicing his hands, he is cultivating, and he is fully adapted to the combat power of this realm, and a month of bloody fighting has increased Feng Yin's life a lot, and he has also gained the so-called murderous name.

In the early morning, the morning sun first appeared, the streets of Qinhuicheng gradually regained their vitality, the shadows of cultivators appeared in the streets and alleys, and Feng Yin sat in a small tea house, enjoying a hot breakfast.

"Dragon meat buns, freshly baked dragon meat buns!"

"Baixia soup, shining, steaming Baixia soup!"

He stood on the street and stretched, and was thinking about who he would kill today, when his expression suddenly moved, and he turned his head to see the back of a young man, which made him feel a sense of familiarity.