Although I don't know, this soul-shattering roar is not emitted by the alien spirit. But the source of the voice at this moment is obviously from the little spirit that looks at it.

When they looked at each other, they could see a trace of excitement, and they put the danger behind them behind. Almost unanimously, there is a sense of consensus that it is coming out!

The white tiger, which had been roaring all the time, actually stood up with white hair all over its body at this time, and it was obviously more sensitive than humans. The natural instinct of animals is dictated, and for the first time on the side, Feng Biwei's eyebrows frowned slightly. The white tiger was raised by her since he was a child, and it can be said that he is like a relative.

has been with her for many years since she grew up, and has hardly left her side, she naturally understands the behavior of the white tiger very well. Seeing it like this, it is obviously the biggest crisis in my life.

For Feng Biwei, he doesn't just regard the white tiger as a mount, it can be said that he is like his own relatives. Looking at its uneasy appearance, Feng Biwei was actually a little nervous in her heart. Of course, this tension is just an instinctive change of heart. The look that seemed to be indifferent, for the first time, he was moved and looked around, and the jade palm caressed the neck of the white tiger.

It has always seemed to be breezy and light, but in fact, the senses have been perceiving the changes of everyone present. seemed to feel the change, Feng Biwei looked at it casually, and looked at it with a smile.

In fact, what he has been paying attention to is Feng Biwei as an opponent, even if it is a little far away, he doesn't care.

He paid special attention to the other party's every move, and even the subtle breathing. Naturally, he also hinted to the people around him that the Ni Ni in his arms seemed to have an inexplicable tacit understanding with him. Although he didn't say anything, he seemed to understand what he meant in his heart.

Seeing Feng Biwei's eyes looking at this side, he couldn't help but have a smug smile on his face. Feng Biwei's gaze was naturally keenly felt, not to mention that it was not too far, or farther away, and when it came to a master of her level, she would react to the shock in the air.

This is the biggest difference between the innate master and the acquired cultivator, the innate master can already capture, subtle changes in the air, and even adjust the vitality between heaven and earth to turn it into his own use and change.

In the face of changes, Feng Biwei recovered immediately as soon as she tightened her body, and it seemed that there was no change, and she was also able to control her changes smoothly. The appearance caused by the subtle change of mood may be a kind of confusion for the opponent for a master of her level.

Naturally, he won't make a move, and he is even more suspicious.

Feng Biwei didn't know the idea, and he didn't have much contact. However, the Xiaoyao faction is now in the Tang Kingdom, and it can be said that they have a very thorough understanding of the Shangqing faction, which is also in the Tang Kingdom and is highly respected.

After all, the fifth son of Dadong is in the Tang Kingdom, and Wu Yue is famous, although he does not seem hostile on the surface, Feng Biwei still has a trace of instinctive defense in his heart. Although the cruelty of cultivation is less than a hundred years, Feng Biwei has already seen through a lot.

Often, many cultivators, for a little resource, or some rare medicinal materials, will fight hard, or even destroy the door. What's more, like this rare golden forty-eight festival, no matter which antique has been cultivated for more than 50 years, it will be exciting.

There are two people here, and both of them are very mysterious, Feng Biwei can't see the depth of their cultivation. Although he had seen a mastery that day, decades had passed, and who knew if he had cultivated other miraculous skills.

Feng Biwei estimated that the other party had practiced, a kind of mastery that was enough to hide his skills, Feng Biwei himself had this ability, it was a kind of exercise that completely restrained his own breath, it was founded by a predecessor of the Xiaoyao Sect back then, and there are no more than five people who have learned it now.

I didn't dare to despise both sides at all, and I didn't know whether they were friends or enemies, at least the two people were in greater danger. It can be said that he has an absolute advantage against either side, and the two of them at least seem to be in unison. Although nominally the public enemy of the Central Plains Daomen, on the way to cultivation, in the end, it is said that the same path is the same, and in the end of the practice, no one is right or wrong.

The problem brought to everyone by this golden forty-eight section of strange things may have exceeded its value at this moment. Although the collection in his arms, the dragon that had just faded, could still get what he wanted, Feng Biwei knew in his heart that he could no longer give up this golden forty-eight section.

After decades of retreat, he rushed to Jinling City as soon as he got out. It was because I had encountered it at the beginning, and I felt that the vitality of a long worm was so wonderful. I have a new understanding of life, and I am more interested in the long worm I encountered back then, hoping to get the meaning and mystery of life from it!

Decades have passed, and although I don't know if it's still there, Feng Biwei still has some hope. rushed to Jinling City recklessly, but I didn't expect to run into it, the people from the Hell Gate appeared, and they also got the news that someone was looking for this Golden Forty-Eight Festival.

I really got the news of it again, and I didn't care how to get it, I just wanted to get close to this Golden Forty-Eight Festival again, so I followed behind these people at the Hell Gate all the way. Seeing the real dragon fade at a glance, Feng Biwei knew that it had been out of the ordinary state of a long worm!

In my heart, I want to see it, and of course I want to have it. Even in the face of her old friend's doorman, she has a little affection in her heart, but she can't stop it, she wants to get the heart of this golden forty-eight knots, and there is also its dragon fade.

Regarding the perception of cultivation, Feng Biwei instinctively knew how much this strange thing would help him! This is a kind of subtle sensation that the body instinctively produces after a certain level of cultivation.

Now even if this golden forty-eighth festival is useless to himself in the end, take a step back and say that for the sake of Qin Zhuang in front of him, he and the ghost mother Gao Yangxuan have a good conversation, and they must fight against Nan Fenghan. What's more, Nan Fenghan is not allowed to be in the Central Plains Daomen, as the Taishang Elder of the Carefree Sect, even if it is for the sake of the sect, he must prevent Nan Fenghan from being in the limelight.

looked at it lightly, and met the general eyes of Yan Ni, and there was a trace of blood-red pupils in her pupils, which was amazing and bewitching. She was close to Nan Fenghan with a smile, and her body couldn't help but pick at the man next to her, but her eyes looked at Feng Biwei proudly, as if telling Feng Biwei that she was enjoying life.

Feng Biwei looked at this woman again for the first time, and the feeling of danger in her heart was even stronger. This instinctive intuition made Feng Biwei know that the woman in front of her was actually much more dangerous than Nan Fenghan, who was handsome and free-looking.

The two of them were still standing in the treetops, as light as feathers. The posture of walking on the ground showed their profound cultivation, and it was also completely shocked, the masters of Lianyunzhai on the opposite side, and the people on the side of Yinjiabao, who had the worst skills.