Chapter Twenty-Four: The target is a 100,000-year soul beast, and she is still here

An hour later, the entire Ice and Fire Eyes were slaughtered by Lin Feng.

All the flowers and plants that are being seen inside are immature immortals, and real flowers and plants.

The Fox-Faced Fox was stunned by the side.

It's the devil!

Lose your marbles.

It's all gone.

The rest are immature immortals that can be counted on one hand.

Lin Feng's hand flickered with a flawless light, and he couldn't get enough of it.

Plunder is so cool.

It was simply the right thing he ever did in his life.

Junior, I'm sorry.

This is my brother's chance, I can't let it.

At this moment, a powerful aura appeared at the entrance of the Ice and Fire Eyes.

Lin Feng's heart tightened, Poison Douluo is here?

But what if he comes?

The weakest rookie in a Douluo.

The thousand-faced fox's heart tightened.

Lin Feng can be so countless Title Douluo, but she can't!

The gap between her and Lin Feng is not only the gap in the soul ring, but also the gap in strength.

The soul ring is the foundation.

As long as the soul rings are different, it will be difficult to surpass in this life.

For example, when Lin Feng grew up, Bibi Dong couldn't hold up in his hands.

Of course, under normal circumstances, it can't hold up.

"Someone."

"Nonsense, I'm not blind."

Lin Feng glanced at the thousand-faced fox and looked towards the door.

Sure enough, it was Poison Douluo, with emerald green clothes, green to the extreme.

Poison Douluo stared at Lin Feng with a murderous aura on his body.

"Boy, you're cutting leeks!"

"Your leeks? I'll cut it, how do I drop? ”

Lin Feng clasped his hands to his chest and played a scoundrel.

is just a Poison Douluo, and he doesn't open a martial soul.

One move in seconds.

Can he still have a chrysanthemum?

It's hilarious.

"Old man, don't embarrass the juniors, I'll spit out all the immortal products, let you go."

"Bah."

Lin Feng foamed at the ground and spat on the ground.

On the spot, Poison Douluo's eyes widened, his soul power was running, and the martial soul gradually emerged.

"It's late."

Lin Feng instantly appeared in front of him and punched out.

Click.

A crisp cracking sound.

Poison Douluo felt that his neck had lost sensation and flew out upside down.

In an instant, he was stupid.

Second?

The neck was so badly injured that he couldn't even move.

A strong feeling of dizziness hit, and he tried his best, but he still fainted.

However, he still desperately remembered Lin Feng's face.

A twelve-year-old guy.

Twelve?

Poison Douluo's heart was cold.

Twelve-year-old killed Title Douluo in seconds, does anyone still believe this?

I'm afraid that when Bibi Dong is twelve years old, he won't be able to do it!

What kind of force cultivated this person?

It's so horrible.

Poison Douluo had a question in his heart.

The only thing he is begging for now is that the other party will not kill the killer.

It's horrible.

One move, cool.

"What to do?"

The Thousand-Faced Fox looked at Lin Feng.

"Run!"

After speaking, Lin Feng's figure flashed and rushed out of the cave.

The Fox-Faced Fox followed.

Only Poison Douluo was left with a patch of flowers and weeds as his companion.

The whole ice and fire eyes, the autumn wind is bleak, and the coolness is surging.

Most of the aura has long since dissipated, and it is no longer a treasure.

……

Sunset Forest.

Immortal products are done.

Lin Feng and the Thousand-Faced Fox began to search for traces of the 100,000-year-old soul beast.

One person can't beat it, but the martial soul fusion skills of two people are absolutely instantaneous.

Now it's just finding is the point.

If you can't find it, you can only go to the Star Dou Great Forest.

After all, there are two known 100,000-year-old soul beasts there.

The Thousand-Faced Fox followed behind, still trembling a little.

Tiger's mouth.

Take the title Douluo as an ornament.

Is this something that the average person can do?

It's unbelievable.

Moreover, Lin Feng's goal was a 100,000-year soul ring.

The ninth ring of Bibi Dong is known to be 100,000 years old.

Lin Feng's is the fifth ring.

Monster.

Not people.

The Thousand-Faced Fox had already evaluated Lin Feng as a non-human.

As early as the very beginning, she knew that Lin Feng had a very high level of understanding.

But it's beyond imagination.

"Keep up, 100,000-year soul beasts, it's bound to win."

"Yes."

The Thousand-Faced Fox replied lightly with two words.

On the surface, the ancient waves are not shocked, but the heart is turbulent.

It's really how Bibi Dong was conquered by him.

A papal crown becomes a little woman.

When she thought about it, she thought it was incredible.

This is a matter of principle, and the age difference between the two is too great.

"Lin Feng, do you really like His Majesty the Pope?"

"Nonsense, I went to the Martial Spirit Hall just for her."

In front of the thousand-faced fox, he doesn't hide anything.

Gradually approaching the center of the Sunset Forest, Lin Feng became serious.

The thousand-faced fox didn't speak, and his breath converged wildly.

If this is targeted by a 100,000-year soul beast, it is not a good thing.

Especially in the range of this kind of soul beast gathering place.

Boom –

Suddenly, in the consciousness of the two of them, there seemed to be some powerful aura approaching.

A blood-patterned purple tiger appeared in the sight of the two.

A red halo flashed on his body, a hundred thousand year soul beast.

That's right.

Lin Feng nodded at the Thousand-Faced Fox.

The Thousand-Faced Fox immediately fused his soul power and injected the soul ring into Lin Feng's body.

At the moment when she gathered her soul power, the Blood-Patterned Purple Tiger stood up and looked in this direction.

"Oops."

Lin Feng was shocked.

It's not a good thing to be targeted now.

But in an unexpected scene, the Blood-Patterned Purple Tiger turned around and ran towards the depths.

"There are still people."

Lin Feng looked behind him.

A figure flickered at high speed.

A strong breath, the power of the world.

She instantly appeared in front of the Blood-Patterned Purple Tiger, and her brilliance flashed.

Seriously injured.

"Whew......"

The blood-streaked purple tiger howled unwillingly, lying on the ground, his body almost split in half.

Spikes.

Lin Feng and Thousand-faced Fox appeared two words in their consciousness at the same time.

"Eternal Creation."

Lin Feng recognized the man's skill.

I really didn't expect to be able to catch up so far.

He smiled helplessly.

Bibi Dong had her back to the two of them, but her papal dress had already shown her noble status.

The Thousand-Faced Fox quietly turned around, leaving the two alone to be alone.

Lin Feng jumped off the tree and walked over.

"Dong'er."

"Hurry up and absorb it!"

"What's wrong with you?"

Lin Feng walked behind Bibi Dong and twisted Bibi Dong's shoulder strongly.

Bibi Dong looked at him weakly, his big smart eyes trembling wildly.

She held the scepter, and the majesty of the empress did not dissipate.

But it looks even more pitiful.

Bibi Dong's past is pitiful.

But Lin Feng knew that she had changed in essence.

"I know you're leaving, I'll see you one last time."

"We'll meet, Senior Soul Master Elite Competition."

Lin Feng stretched out his arms and held Bibi Dong tightly in his arms.

He had a total of four soul rings on his body, and none of them were killed by himself.

And this 100,000-year soul ring was also given to her by Bibi Dong.

"I want to kiss you."

Lin Feng looked at Bibi Dong, slowly lowered his head, and kissed him gently.

Bibi Dong trembled slightly, and his lips were as red as blood.

In the end, she closed her beautiful eyes, and the peerless face of Allure completely belonged to one person.

"Wait for me, Dong'er."

"Well, no matter how long it takes, I'll wait for you."

After speaking, Bibi Dong let go slightly, and a few dodges disappeared into the jungle.

This time she came alone and had to return as soon as possible.

Feel the temperature on your lips.

Lin Feng smiled softly and smashed the Blood Pattern Purple Tiger to death with a punch.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, he began to absorb its soul ring.

The 100,000-year soul ring slowly floated up.

The red light blooms.

This is the unique brilliance that belongs to the 100,000-year-old soul beast.

Bibi Dong stood in the dark, Lin Feng didn't absorb success, she couldn't bear to leave at all.

There is concern in her heart, even if she returns to the Martial Spirit Palace, she will not be able to give up in her heart.