"Yes, take the bottle out." The voice of Youquan Zhenjun's clone sounded again.

Lin Feng was slightly stunned, and then took out the bottle containing the Youquan True Monarch clone obtained from the Nine Shadows Blood Pool.

"There's one more." The voice of Youquan Zhenjun's clone sounded again.

Lin Feng was slightly stunned.

And one more?

Suddenly, Lin Feng seemed to think of something, and took out a bottle that was exactly the same as before, it was a small bottle that was as black as ink and had a faint warm texture.

This was something that Lin Ke asked him to go to the ninth-floor dungeon to get it. 、

Originally, I thought that if I had time, I would check it out.

But then there were so many things that I forgot about them.

If it weren't for the reminder of Youquan Zhenjun's clone, maybe he would have to wait for Lin Ke to remind him before Lin Feng would remember.

Looking at this bottle, and then at the bottle containing the clone of Youquan True Monarch, a guess suddenly appeared in Lin Feng's heart.

He muttered slightly, "Could it be ......?"

The voice of Youquan Zhenjun's clone sounded again: "That's right, in this bottle, there are also fragments of Youquan Zhenjun's primordial spirit, but this is the divine soul that escaped when the seal was loosened ten years ago, and his strength is much weaker than mine, if it weren't for this bottle, it is estimated that he would have been wiped out by now." ”

Lin Feng was surprised, now he finally understood, why Lin Ke wanted this bottle, it was probably because he wanted to get the Youquan True Monarch Divine Soul inside.

After thinking about it for a while, in the underground square, at the end of the stone room, Lin Feng had seen a Lin Ke talking to an old man with great respect.

But when he entered, he found that the old man had already disappeared, and now that he thought about it, the old man should be the original god of Youquan Zhenjun.

"Open the bottle." The voice of Youquan Zhenjun's clone sounded.

Lin Feng hurriedly opened the two bottles.

Suddenly, from the first bottle, that is, the bottle obtained from the nine-layer underground palace, an old man's phantom flew out.

Even his expression still carries a sense of nobility that looks at the world and despises all beings.

But he still couldn't hide his deep exhaustion and weakness at this time.

It's like an animal that is about to die, and it has a feeling of malaise.

Then, in the second bottle, which contained the clone of Youquan Zhenjun, a white light shot out.

As soon as it was rolled, the phantom of the old man was rolled into the bottle.

From the bottle, there was an extremely bright light, like the morning light that broke through the earth in the darkness, and like a huge pillar of light.

There was a faint roar and cry in his ears.

Finally, when the brilliance dissipated, there was an extra figure in front of Lin Feng's eyes.

It was an old man of about fifty or sixty years old, but his face was not wrinkled at all, and his hair was an abnormally bright black.

His face was a little cold and a little solemn, his brows were like a knife, with an extremely solemn momentum, as if he could frighten ordinary people with a single frown.

The eyes are like the deepest black holes, with no bottom in sight, and it seems to be able to swallow all the light. , If you look at it for a long time, you will feel a breath of iron-blooded killing, projected from those eyes

It vaguely reveals that this is like looking at ants, treating human life as a mustard, and looking at the world's domineering feeling.

'This must be the appearance of Youquan Zhenjun, right?' ’

Lin Feng thought so in his heart.

"Don't look at it, the old man Shou Yuan is close to breaking through the True Monarch, although there was a little adventure later, but the appearance of the Yuan Shen is forever fixed in the appearance of breaking through the True Monarch." Youquan Zhenjun's clone said lightly.

After a pause, he looked at Lin Feng and said, "The old man devoured his soul, now it takes a while, cultivate well, you can take this bottle with you." ”

I don't know when, the doppelganger of Youquan Zhenjun, the name of the ontology, has become 'he'.

Lin Feng nodded, and shook his head again: "I'm used to being casual, carrying things, I always feel a little uncomfortable, it's better to be like this, I know a place, it's very suitable for you, I can hide the bottle, where will no one find out." ”

Youquan Zhenjun's clone nodded, and was about to return to the bottle and continue to cultivate.

Lin Feng said, "Wait a minute, I killed Mu Feng, and I hope you will lift the mark that Mu Feng put on me when he was dying." ”

"Can you see the mark?" Youquan Zhenjun doppelganger.

"Hehe, Mu Feng's father is the actual ruler of the Killing and Punishment Palace, how can there be no mark on his body from the elders, if I return to Slaughter Peak now, it is estimated that his father will be able to find me in an instant." Lin Feng said with a smile.

Youquan Zhenjun's clone glanced at Lin Feng meaningfully.

Lin Feng's words faintly hinted that Mu Feng's father had a very high status in Slaughtering Peak, if you don't remove the mark for me, when I return to Slaughtering Peak and get caught, you won't be able to escape.

It's that easy to talk to smart people.

You know what I mean, so I don't have to threaten you in the open.

Everyone is kind on the surface, and there is light on their faces.

Youquan Zhenjun's clone glanced at it lightly, and then a blood-colored mark appeared on Lin Feng's body, which slowly detached from his divine soul, and then quietly shattered.

"Zhenjun, I have one more thing I want to ask." Lin Feng continued,

"Some things can be done in moderation." The voice of Youquan Zhenjun's clone was still plain, but Lin Feng felt that there was a faint cold air rising around him.

Lin Feng smiled and took out the gangsha stick: "Mu Feng told me that this thing can grow, I want to know, how to improve the grade." ”

Youquan Zhenjun's clone had already returned to the bottle, but his voice came faintly: "Isn't there something on your body that can improve the grade of this stick?" ”

Lin Feng was stunned for a moment, and then took out the broken black dragon stick.

"Could it be that devouring other divine weapons can make the Gang Evil Stick grow? But how to devour it? Lin Feng thought silently in his heart.

At this time, he suddenly remembered the blood mural he had seen in the dungeon, on which was a gang stalk stuck in the blood lake.

At that time, he didn't think deeply, but now that he thinks about it, there seems to be a strange prohibition around the stick.

Could it be that the prohibition is the key to devouring?

Then, Lin Feng released flames, burning Mu Feng's body to ashes, and put away his storage element.

He looked in the direction around and headed towards the Qingyun Sect.

Half an hour later, Lin Feng came to the Qingyun Sect.

But after stepping into the scope of the Qingyun Sect, he looked at the familiar environment around him, as well as some unpleasant things that had happened here.

Lin Feng's eyes slowly narrowed into a dangerous arc.

'Well, something should be settled, and today is the time for you to die!' ’

Lin Feng thought so in his heart, but saw a familiar figure, it was Chen Zihong.

When Chen Zihong saw Lin Feng, he was also slightly stunned, when he saw him a few years ago, he was just an innate mortal who didn't even have the first grade of Yang Yuan, but now, he was already a monk of the second grade of Ning Yuan.

Although it is still inferior to him, this growth rate is really amazing.

Lin Feng nodded towards Chen Zihong, then walked forward and continued to fly.

But Chen Zihong said loudly: "Wait." ”

(To be continued.) )