"What's wrong?" Fengden asked softly. Because in the past two years, except for the division of the "wordless heavenly book", there has not been a word, no error. Feng Chen was a little crazy. Incredibly turning page by page, page by page, page by two, nothing. Three times, nothing. Can I help you?

"Ah, what's wrong with the book?" snapped my finger. Feng Chen covered the wound on his finger and threw the Bible on the ground. After wrapping the bandage, he looked angrily at the "Holy Sutra" on the ground.

Slowly, Feng Chen's eyes narrowed. What about the bloodstains in the book? No, Feng Chen immediately picked up the "Bible" and slowly turned the first page.

Page 1, The Nation, Light Bible Chapter 1.

Open the second page, it's some kind of matrix, there are a lot of patterns.

The third page, the matrix or pattern.

There is nothing on the fourth page.

"Let's try blood. "Why bloodletting? It doesn't matter. Feng Chen muttered to himself. Then he tore the cloth from the wound and dripped the blood onto the paper. It soon became clear that the content was the text, and then the text of the next page. On page 10, no matter how much blood Feng Chen shed, it was useless. On page 10, Feng Chen's blood seems to be exclusive. Like a drop of water on a lotus leaf, the blood on page 10 slid down with a slight shake.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? It's useless, slow down. What does elf mean? Do you want to use elven blood? Feng Chen fell into deep thought, and after a while, Feng Chen suddenly appeared in his mind. Either way, there must be a way to the top. We'll talk about that later. First, look at the first ten pages.

Page 1: What are the lyrics of the "Light Bible" Feng Chen turned to the second page, "Array diagram, point light source, point light source, point light source, point light source." "What like a tongue twister?

"Page 3, Pattern, Water, Fire, Wood,...... "How can I have some familiar feelings and want to draw it?" Finally, Feng Chen couldn't help but be curious, and found a piece of paper, and then Feng Chen bit his finger and drew a picture of fire on the paper. Soon Fengchen entered a state of selflessness, with only fire and that mode in his heart.

Ten minutes later, the wind and dust were finished. I'm such a genius. Looking at the drawings I drew on paper, Feng Chen felt very satisfied. The pictures and text are ancient and complex, with a sense of art. When the sun admired his work, the paper on which the picture was drawn suddenly burst into flames, and the wind frightened him and blew out all the paper that was lit. The moment this piece of paper was thrown away, it turned to ashes. At the same time, the wind also feels a ripple, which is where the flame burns. The fluctuations are very dramatic.

Soon the wind and the sun returned, opened the Bible, and opened the page with words. Feng Chen read every word carefully. Although there were only a few pages of text, Feng Chen saw the evening from the morning.

Close the Bible, "This is the fluctuation of the elements." The magic of all abilities, is this world a systematic world with the dream world of previous generations? or is it a world with a personality? You can also learn magic to fight in the past. The incident also shows that the picture and text of the original painting are a magical scroll painting, and the paper just can't withstand that kind of magic, so it will get out of control and spontaneously combust.

Well, what's going on? There's a lot of people out there. How do I know the door is closed? Psychic power is the fluctuation of human energy. Is a person's mental strength so strong and sensitive?

Pick up the "Bible" when the wind blows, open the door, and walk out of the courtyard gate. After walking a few steps, I heard a voice outside the door. The wind slowed down and listened carefully to the sounds outside.

"Woo, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, what's the use, you bumped into me a few words of sorry, let me bump into it casually in the future." "Don't be angry, Master Fengyang, this is Master Fengchen's people. "'Ah, Feng Chen, is that a waste?' You grab this beautiful girl and take her to my yard.

The more you listen to the dust, the more angry and deceitful you become. With a "bang", Feng Chen kicked open the courtyard door and glared at the domineering face.

The disciples outside the courtyard were amazed. Feng Yang's reaction at first was still very arrogant. "Yo, isn't this the second brother?" The younger brother likes this girl very much, and hopes that the elder brother will not take it seriously. Feng Yang, the grandson of the eldest brother of the Feng family. He was arrogant, domineering, and never took the weather into account. Due to his high talent in practice, he reached the seventh peak at the age of 13. Second only to Feng Ye'er, although her personality is not very good, it is this kind of high-level cultivation talent. In the eyes of all the disciples, Feng Yang was a genius with a high status.

After Feng Yang finished speaking, he ignored Feng Chen. At this time, Feng Yang wanted to go to the light wind on the ground. The disciples around him not only stopped, but appeared active.

"A bunch of bastards" Feng Chen was very angry. Fengchen knew that he was just an ordinary person, and he couldn't stop the footsteps of the seventh-level wind. But how could I watch the wind and the elves being bullied? no, absolutely not.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Feng Chen's mind. She clenched her fists and used her mental power to concentrate the fire element in the air on her right fist. Feng Chen's keen spiritual perception clearly felt more and more fire elements on her right fist. Slowly, a cold smile appeared on Feng Chen's face.

At that moment, the wind and the sun crashed violently and quickly. A slam slammed into the head of the unsuspecting poplar. Although Feng Yang was a revised version of the Seventh Order, he was not wary of Feng Chen, and he did not think that Feng Chen would make any moves. Despite being aware of the danger, it did not react, and an aspen tree fell to the ground with a thud. The disciples around Jesus were astonished when they did not answer.

Because the poplar tree has reached the seventh layer, its body is stronger than the average person. The endurance is also stronger than that of ordinary people, so how can Feng Chen's punch hurt Feng Yang? But Feng Chen's right fist has a lot of fire elements attached, so Feng Chen is equivalent to picking up a burning redstone brick and hitting Feng Yang's head in the same way. Although it was the corpse of a seventh-order monk, it was knocked down by this punch.

Feng Yang slowly got up from the ground, shaking his head, shaking his head. Feng Chen didn't miss this opportunity either. If Fengyang recovers, things will be in trouble. Feng Chen immediately raised his right fist and condensed the ice element in the air, and soon Feng Chen's feeling was almost the same. Feng Chen felt as if his right hand had grabbed a piece of cold ice and smashed it on the poplar's head.

Feng Yang didn't respond, and was hit on the head by Feng Chen's ice punch. At this time, the effect of the fire element had not disappeared, and Toyohara only felt that he was in the cold for two days, and the combined attack of ice and fire made Toyohara faint not long after. Feng Chen breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Feng Yang faint. The plan worked out as expected, and the harmony of ice and fire created this effect.

After relaxing, Feng Chen only felt dizzy. This should be a negative reaction to mental exhaustion. The wind and the sun are thinking. When he came to Fengyang, Feng Chen kicked Feng Yang like revenge, and the surrounding disciples were stunned when they saw Feng Chen. At this time, the disciples around him all looked at Feng Yang in awe when he knocked down the seventh-level Feng Yang with two punches. They all respectfully called Young Master Fengchen.

Wind and dust, regardless of others, dragged the spirit of the earth into his yard. Feng Ling lowered her head and followed Feng Chen smartly. He returned to Feng Chen's side and found a place to sit down. He asked, rubbing his head. "What's the matter" Feng Ling lowered her head, grabbed the corner of her clothes with her little hand, and said softly: "I, I brought some clothes, it's very cold, give you some more clothes for my brother" Feng Chen looked at Feng Ling's cotton clothes lying on the side. The heart is also a kind of warmth. The wind dust has not been repaired, so the average person has no body to resist the cold. So the wind chimes will give the wind dust some clothes when the weather gets colder. Take a hundred plating and read the latest chapter of "Repair Xuanzun Claw Book House" for free for the first time.