Seeing Chen Feng and Fat riding a flying chicken, they were very comfortable, and Lingzu and the old man Chrysanthemum also flew on top of the flying chicken and rode a chicken together.

The old man of Chrysanthemum took out a purple gourd out of nowhere, pulled out the lid of the gourd, and a smell of wine overflowed, he took a sip and handed the wine gourd to Lingzu: "Ben... Lingzu, do you want to take a bite? ”

The old man of Chrysanthemum probably remembered that Lingzu was not a joke before, and he didn't dare to call him the deity again, but Lingzu still ignored him. The old man Chrysanthemum felt bored, turned to Chen Feng and said, "Small, is there any wine?" Take it out to drink with the old man, it's really boring to drink alone. ”

"Yes, of course!" It is a pleasure to drink and watch people fight, no need for the old man of chrysanthemum to say, Chen Feng also wants to take out the wine to drink, but smelling the aroma of the old man's gourd, it seems that there is no fragrance of the fairy wine of Chen Feng's white crystal, it is inevitable that the old man of the chrysanthemum asks for the fairy wine, Chen Feng just took out the ordinary fairy wine and drank with the old man of the chrysanthemum.

It's not that Chen Feng is stingy, it's all because the production of immortal wine is not high, and Chen Feng doesn't know the amount of wine that the old man in the chrysanthemum has, if the old man in the chrysanthemum is not drunk in a thousand cups, Chen Feng doesn't have so much immortal wine for him to drink, so he has to be careful and keep it to enjoy it slowly with his brother.

There is wine to drink, the relationship between the two is like an instant sublimation, they are familiar with each other, Chen Feng said with a smile: "Cangdui Immortal Venerable is said to be the first person under the Great Venerable, Canglong Lao Dao does not seem to be a fuel-efficient lamp, how can you do it, all by skill, but without skills?" ”

The old man of Chrysanthemum squinted his eyes with contempt on his face: "What do you know? What kind of skills are you talking about, and it's more interesting than fighting? Whoever is born well and who has high luck, whose exercise skills are bull X, who wins, and all efforts are in vain, so a competition, interesting? Of course, it depends on your skills! The years are endlessly hard, and it is a necessary pursuit of my generation to practice my skills and find someone to explode chrysanthemums. The old man is the best in this way! ”

In the end, the old man Chrysanthemum looked very proud, but Chen Feng didn't despise him. Chen Feng has seen Kakarot's skills, at the beginning Kakarot said that there is only the old man Chrysanthemum who can compare with him in terms of skill alone, obviously, in terms of skill, even if the old man Chrysanthemum is not the strongest in the wilderness, he will definitely not be able to escape the top three.

The old man of Chrysanthemum looked at Canglong and Cangdu, and said, "Xiao, who do you think can win between the two of them?" ”

Chen Feng looked at it: "It's hard to say, the sword of the Twilight Immortal Venerable and the sword of the Canglong Immortal have reached the peak of speed, and the speed is comparable." The difference is that the sword of the twilight is fast, powerful and heavy, and has a sense of domineering. The speed of the sword in the twilight reaches the extreme, the speed stimulates the strength, there is a posture of four or two thousand catties, it should be a competition of one rigid and one soft, and who can win in the end can only see who is stronger! ”

The old man Chrysanthemum nodded and said, "Well, you can see this little bit of the doorway, and you can be regarded as a little vision." Let the old man teach you. These two people are comparing swords, and the power and speed of the sword, you already understand, so I won't talk about it. But the realm of sword play lies in personality! Canglong is a person who has no quarrel with the world and is at ease, so his sword is elegant and smart, and the sword is made with his personality, and he can do whatever he wants, and the sword is one. And Twilight Xiao's personality is somewhat similar to Canglong's, but his sword is aggressive and victorious. Even if he practiced to the extreme, it didn't match his personality, his sword was still reduced to the left way, and he had lost to Canglong in the realm, and in the end, Canglong would definitely win. ”

"And how long will it take for them to fight?" Although Chen Feng is a little interested in the sword, his interest is not as tempting as it is to get a piece of blessed land as soon as possible to get a system reward! The two people in this competition are both masters, the real master is not one move or two moves to determine the winner, often who can't hold on to it until the end to lose, this time can be long or short, too long, Chen Feng is not interested in waiting for them to finish the fight!

The old man of Chrysanthemum took a sip of wine before responding: "In the past, they competed for as little as three or five days, and as much as three or five years, and Canglong was the winner." ”

Depend on! So long! The old man came back from a blessed land, and these two hard-working men probably haven't finished fighting! Let's talk about the blessed land first!

"That, you take your time, little brother, I'm going to go around." Chen Feng smiled.

"Go, go." Chrysanthemum Old Man said.

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Depend on! Don't you understand the meaning of the old? You stand on the old chickens!

Lingzu probably knew Chen Feng's thoughts, so he turned his head to Chen Feng and said, "The chickens stay, and the people go." ”

Chickens stay. People go.

Chen Feng's expression was messy for a moment, what he had heard in this generation was the most cheating sentence!

Is this chicken left?

Ling Ancestor spoke, can Chen Feng not stay?

"Fat, go to the blessed land with Brother Don't. Jumping chicken. Chen Feng jumped down on the flying chicken, leaving the flying chicken to Lingzu and the old man Chrysanthemum to watch the battle.

Fat walked to the edge of the chicken and looked down, shouting: "Brother Don't, it's so high, how can I jump?" ”

"Head down, close your eyes, and shout."

"Ahhh

"Bang!"

Fat was very obedient, so he couldn't hear Chen Feng's jokes, so he lowered his head!

Seeing that the fat head and shoulders were submerged in the ground, and the fat limbs were bouncing on the ground, Chen Feng's forehead was in a cold sweat! Finally pulled the fat out, in the fat resentful eyes, Chen Feng smiled stupidly, threw the fat roast chicken to calm his injured weak liver, and then took the fat towards the green grass flat.

Let's go and determine if Shenjian Mountain is the real Shenjian Mountain! In the end, the game has the green grass and flat land, the wooden house, and the three game warehouses in the wooden house!

Walking on the bluestone path, Chen Feng and Fat really entered the green grass flat after several environmental changes!

Looking at the endless green grass in front of him, as well as the river that flowed down from Shenjian Mountain, and the small cabin next to the river, Chen Feng was in a very strange mood!

There are three game warehouses in the cabin, and there are three bitter men in the game warehouse!

Chen Feng frowned, walked towards the wooden house with fat, and when he entered the wooden house, he saw that there were really three game warehouses! There are also three bitter men who look as serene as dead men! Those three bitter men are still acquaintances, it is Chen Feng, Chen Dong, and Fat!

"I'm going to go! What a game this is! It's a real world! , Flood Wilderness, Flood Wilderness, this game should not be the real Flood Wilderness, the beginning of the myth of China - the ancient Flood Wilderness! How else to explain the old body in front of the old eyes? Uh, what's that old now? Soul? Genshin? Or electromagnetic waves? Ghost? Chen Feng found that his brain was suddenly very messy, a little out of bounds, and he had the feeling that he was in a dream and countless thoughts couldn't be sorted out.

Fat walked to the edge of the game warehouse, pointed to himself and said, "Brother Don't, who is this fat?" How do I feel a sense of déjà vu? Chubby, pretty cute, don't say it, brother, I like this fat one, huh! On closer inspection, this fat is quite handsome. ”

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The corners of Chen Feng's mouth twitched, I really don't know how to say that fat is good, this guy must be nervous, and he won't understand that the fat in front of him is himself, but this guy can really narcissist! Such a lump of white meat can be said to be cute and handsome, he wants to take a look in the mirror, and he must not be shocked! sighed that Hua Tuo was reincarnated, no, it was Pan An's rebirth!

"Huh." Fat walked to the front of another game warehouse, frowned and said, "Brother Don't, come and see!" This guy looks exactly like you! But I know he's definitely a copycat! He's ugly, not as characteristic as you! ”

Peculiarity!

Fat, you force the old X to kill you!