The white-bearded old man handed Lin Feng 20,000 divine stones, with a bright smile on his face, Lin Feng had already proved a lot with his strength, so the old man's attitude towards Lin Feng was naturally better than that of others, and it was already very good to be able to fight with the Four Holy Sons to such a fierce level.

"Thank you seniors". Lin Feng accepted the Divine Stone and immediately absorbed the energy in the five thousand Divine Stones, and instantly Lin Feng felt refreshed, as if there was a breath about to overflow from his body, this feeling had never been felt before.

After adjusting the breath, the feeling of expansion began to weaken until it subsided, this divine stone was really a good thing to break through, just absorbing five thousand divine stones, I already felt that there was an inexhaustible power.

"Your name is Lin Feng?" The old man asked with great interest.

Lin Feng nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, junior Lin Feng."

"Ah, don't dare, don't dare, according to seniority, you are my uncle."

After Lin Feng admitted that his name was Lin Feng, the old man hurriedly shook his head, and the bitter smile on his face made Lin Feng immediately understand that this old man was afraid that he was also the same generation as Tianqiong.

Boom boom...

At this moment, the thunder was rolling in the sky, and the entire space became extremely solemn, the Four Holy Sons Moda snorted, and the figure flew out upside down, while Song Zhuang did not change his face, withdrew his Yuan Force, and landed steadily.

The Four Holy Sons Moda was supported by the Qilin, standing reluctantly on the ground, his face was unusually pale, looking at Song Zhuang with a solemn face.

"Who the hell are you?" Mo Da didn't believe that a casual disciple had such a strong strength, and when he fought against Song Zhuang just now, he felt more and more that the other party's Yuan Force was abundant, and he was not at the same level as himself at all.

Song Zhuang's Yuan Li was terrifying, but he didn't know why, Mo Da looked at Song Zhuang and he were the same as him, they were all strong people of Xiaocheng Holy Emperor.

"I'm who I am, hehe." Song Zhuang listened to Moda's question, just smiled faintly, and didn't say much.

Hearing this, Moda's face became gloomy, and then he held his arm and shouted in a deep voice: "Today's events, I, Moda, remember them, and I'll see you in the future!" ”。

As he spoke, he held his arm and disappeared into the exchange hall, along with the Kirin.

Everyone was stunned when they saw this scene, an unknown disciple actually repelled the dignified Four Holy Sons Moda, although the Four Holy Sons were already the weakest ones, but not everyone could bully them.

But today, one is named Lin Feng and the other is called Song Zhuang, these two young boys have made the Four Holy Sons lose face.

Lin Feng walked to Song Zhuang's side, although Lin Feng doubted the identity of the other party, but he would not take the initiative to ask, since the other party did not say, then there must be any concerns, and he did not need to ask.

"It's a pity that the unicorn left, and his grandfather hasn't screamed yet!!". Song Zhuang looked at the place where the unicorn disappeared, and couldn't help but turn around and smile at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng smiled indifferently and said, "I just want to frustrate his sharpness, as for calling me grandpa, it's not important."

"Tsk, that's a nice thing to say, if he really shouted, I guess you will gladly accept it." Song Zhuang listened to Lin Feng's words and couldn't help but sneer playfully.

Hearing this, Lin Feng laughed heartily, and Song Zhuang also laughed, both of them saw through it and didn't say anything.

"Okay, it's not easy to come to the exchange field, you and I might as well win more divine stones, how about it?" Song Zhuang asked in a deep voice at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng nodded, he didn't care, it was a big deal to lose the game, and he wouldn't lose it to himself.

"Okay, let's go our separate ways." Song Zhuang nodded, and then stepped out and went straight to the top of the high platform to participate in the competition of the Divine Stone.

Lin Feng also walked on the high platform and began to participate in the competition to win the Divine Stone.

After an hour, the record of the two was very objective, Lin Feng fought fifteen games, won thirteen games, drew two games, and obtained two hundred and thirty thousand divine stones.

Songzhuang fought twenty battles, won them all, and all 400,000 divine stones entered his space ring, and everyone was envious, but no one dared to snatch it, because Songzhuang defeated the Four Holy Sons Moda, and it was already considered a big dark horse of the Divine Sect.

Lin Feng is not bad, and no one will rob it, unless it is a strong person of the Little Cheng Holy Emperor, but it is impossible for the strong man of the Little Cheng Holy Emperor to snatch it for the sake of face, in case of a miss, wouldn't it be a shame?

Song Zhuang and Lin Feng each left the exchange hall with rings filled with divine stones, and Tissot continued to shuttle through the sky, soaring above the clouds.

"Lin Feng, these divine stones are for you."

Song Zhuang took out the 400,000 divine stones he had obtained and handed them all to Lin Feng, which made Lin Feng a little surprised, and then asked suspiciously, "Brother Song Zhuang, why is this so?" ”

"I give you the Divine Stone, I hope you will grow up faster, and I have completed my task." Song Zhuang said in a deep voice, which made Lin Feng's face suddenly condense, and his heart became more and more confused.

"Who the hell are you?" Lin Feng had to doubt Song Zhuang's intentions, what the former was going to do, Lin Feng didn't know.

Song Zhuang manipulated Tissot, speeding it up, turned back to Lin Feng and smiled: "You don't have to know too much, you just need to know that someone wants you to grow up quickly."

Song Zhuang said, his left hand manipulated Tissot, the speed became faster and faster, and within ten minutes, the two came to the main hall of the Divine Sect.

Song Zhuang accepted Tissot and handed Tissot to Lin Feng.

"This is also for you to use, in the Divine Sect, it is indispensable to go out for training, and it is not possible to do without Tissot."

"I wonder, why are you helping me?" Lin Feng didn't stretch out his hand to catch Songzhuang's Tissot, but asked in a deep voice.

If Song Zhuang didn't give himself a satisfactory answer, he wouldn't want it, including the Divine Stone, Lin Feng didn't like to owe others favors.

Song Zhuang understood Lin Feng's temper, so he smiled and said, "I know what your doubts are, so let's do it, as long as you can win this Divine Sect's Selection of Holy Son Competition, I will tell you the reason."

"The Contest for the Selection of the Holy Son?" Lin Feng's face was stunned, and his face was full of doubts.

"That's right, only if you become a holy son, you are qualified to know my identity." Song Zhuang said, his face became more and more solemn.

Hearing this, Lin Feng thought thoughtfully, but still nodded, no matter what, this thing is also what he needs to do, and people's pursuit will never end.

"Okay, I promise you, Songzhuang". Lin Feng knew how to make trade-offs, and he also knew that Song Zhuang's request did not harm him.

In this way, Song Zhuang handed over all Tissot and Divine Stones to Lin Feng at one time, and briefly introduced the rules of the Holy Son Selection Competition, which made Lin Feng completely shocked.

Because this selection of the Holy Son is different from the past, while selecting the Five Holy Sons, all the children are also allowed to challenge these five Holy Sons, that is to say, if Lin Feng challenges the Four Holy Sons and wins, then Lin Feng is the Four Holy Sons, and if he challenges the Three Holy Sons to win, he will also become the Three Holy Sons, and the original Holy Son will have to abdicate.

Such rules made Lin Feng feel a trace of excitement, only competition can have enthusiasm.

"Since this is the case, the Four Holy Sons Moda should be careful."

Lin Feng couldn't help but pout, thinking about this enemy who was already undying, the Four Holy Sons.