"Boy, uncle, I see you haven't figured out what this place is, have you?"

The strong man's eyes widened angrily: "This place is also where you can go wild, come on, call me!"

Ling Feng didn't talk nonsense, he went up, punched to the flesh, beckoned blood, and was either dead or injured.

For a time, the peaceful Peacock Villa instantly became a purgatory on earth.

"Go, go, call someone for me, today I will definitely break this kid's body into ten thousand pieces!"

The strong man gritted his teeth, since he served as the steward of 'Peacock Villa', he had never suffered such a big loss.

It's just that the gap in each other's cultivation is destined to be just a one-sided battle, this kind of battle is the most boring, but Ling Feng doesn't care at all, but the more he fights, the more ruthless he becomes.

The manager of Yuntai Town is only resigned, and he is afraid of the front and back.

Lazy people who have completely lost their dignity and eat and drink.

One after another, Ling Feng didn't know why he felt like there was a fire in his heart.

Today is not so much that Ling Feng is here to find the little girl who has been kidnapped, but that he is here to vent.

After a moment, Ling Feng let out a long sigh of relief, stepped on the strong man's hand, and twisted it fiercely.

'Ahh ’。

"Where's the kidnapped girl?"

"Uncle spare my life! I'll take you there!".

The strong man gritted his teeth, rolled his eyes, and got up, and after a moment, the strong man pointed to a small room.

"This is it!".

Ling Feng smiled, in fact, with his own spiritual cultivation, he already knew that the little girl was not here at all.

"Are you sure?".

"I... I... Yes... In fact... In fact, she has already been sent to the Western Desert. ”。

"Be specific! Why was it sent there?".

"In the Western Desert, there is also a 'Peacock Villa'!".

"As for why, the little one just did what he was told, and I really don't know why. ”。

'Click'...

Ling Feng turned around and left, and walked to the courtyard, but Ling Feng saw Biluo staring at the lifelike statue in the courtyard with a surprised expression.

How could such an expression appear on the face of this master.

Ling Feng was puzzled and stepped forward. "Is there anything strange here?".

"There's a lot of work here!"

Biluo smiled. "I really can't imagine that there are people here who understand the principle of 'mindfulness and power'. ”。

"To put it simply, this statue is worshiped by everyone, and everyone's mental power is blessed on the owner of the statue, so that the larger the mental power, the more refined it is, and the road of seeking 'Tao' will be easier to walk in the future. ”。

Ling Feng suddenly said: "It turns out that there is such a benefit! No wonder so many gods, Buddhas and demons like the smell of incense." “。

"Let's go. Ling Feng glanced at Biluo, who was still interested: "Don't look at it, the owner of this statue has committed suicide!"

"Nonsense!". Biluo shook his head and said seriously: "If that is the case, this statue has already dimmed on its own. ”

Ling Feng listened, but his face changed and changed.

According to the hotel boy, plus he now knew that Peacock Villa had once been divided into forbidden land by the Emperor.

The construction of statues in Peacock Villa makes people worship the same as the emperor.

In this way, doesn't that mean that there must be an inextricable relationship between the original owner of Peacock Villa and the former emperor.

Since the handsome young man denied the statement that the original owner of Peacock Villa had died, wouldn't it mean that the first emperor had not died?

"Then the emperor has been dormant for so many years, what does he want?".

。。。。。。

Originally, Ling Feng wanted to rescue the little girl who was transferred away, but after thinking about it carefully, he took Biluo to Xuantianmen.

After all, the little girl occupies a very important position in his heart.

Xuantian Gate was not very far away from Yuntai Town, and three days later, Ling Feng and the others had already arrived.

As far as the eye can see, the surrounding walls are ruined, and in some places they have even collapsed deeply. "The loss of Xuantianmen this time is not small!".

Ling Feng looked at it, shook his head, and was about to move forward, when a loud shout came from mid-air.

"Stop!".

After that, two Xuantian Sect disciples holding long swords stopped Ling Feng's footsteps. Although his complexion was not very good, he still scolded loudly: "Recently, Xuantianmen suffered this catastrophe at the beginning, and you don't know what advice you have here?"

"The two of us are here to visit Elder Yang, please let me know!"

"Elder Yang?".

The Mountain Sect disciple examined Ling Feng and the others again. "Could it be that you are also beating Elder Yang?"

Ling Feng was surprised: "What does this mean?"

"Pretend!".

The two of them didn't talk nonsense, and they went up with their swords.

Ling Feng was not angry, after all, he was going to take over the Xuantian Sect in the future, so he just took this opportunity to probe the strength of his disciple.

"The speed is okay, but the sword is tangible and godless, fast and inaccurate, and the effect is greatly reduced!"

Leisurely walking around to avoid the attack of the two, Ling Feng said: "Practice, the first thing is to cultivate the mind, if the mind is not quiet, the cultivation will not start." ”。

"Hmph, there are a lot of nonsense!".

The two sneered and stepped forward with their swords again.

Ling Feng shook his head and lightly discharged a palm, and in an instant, the two of them snorted, and their faces turned pale and fell to the ground.

"This friend, Xuantianmen is not a place for you to go wild casually!".

A long roar, like a huge wave, rolled in.

Ling Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, his steps retreated, and a simple long fist slammed into the air.

"This... It's horrible!".

The two Xuantian Sect disciples who fell to the ground glanced at each other, they knew that Chang Xiao was an elder of Xuantian Gate, and they wanted to see the young man in front of them unlucky.

However, he didn't expect that the other party was just a simple long punch, which instantly disintegrated the elder's offensive.

"Who is Your Excellency?".

The person who came was about seven feet tall, powerful, with messy long hair and sunken eyes: "I don't know what the two of them came here today?"

"We've come to meet Elder Yang. ”。

"Elder Yang is in retreat recently! ”。

The person who came arched his hand: "Please also invite two Haihan!".

Ling Feng smiled slightly, inhaled and closed his abdomen, and raised his head to the sky and roared: "Ling Feng worships the mountain... Lingfeng worships the mountain... ”。

'Hiss'...

The face of the person who came changed drastically, "I didn't expect the other party to be so young, how can the momentum be so compelling." ”。

It's just that as an elder of the Xuantian Sect, maintaining the sect is the first mission.

"Boy, don't toast and don't eat and drink!".

After speaking, the person who came took a step forward, and his spiritual power turned into a spiritual robe, and his momentum was like a sword: "Xuantianmen, it's not something that a cat or a dog can mess with." ”。

"Spirit General!".

Ling Feng smiled, his right hand tapped his forehead, and the 'Suppression Prison' appeared, and the blood-colored light was like a serpent's letter, rushing towards the Xuantian Sect Elder.

The experience of the Tianyang Mountain Range, Ling Feng had already noticed at that time that this blood-colored little sword must not be ordinary.

Especially when I was fighting against the fourth-order demonic beast at the end, the information that suddenly appeared in my mind, "The first layer of the seal has been successfully lifted!" It confirmed Ling Feng's guess even more.

"Just by lifting the first layer of seals, you can destroy the fourth-order demonic beasts!"

"On this sword, there are a total of nine layers of seals, once the seal is finally lifted, then... ！”。

Thinking of this, Ling Feng's heart was infinitely surging, and the 'Prison Suppression' in the air also seemed to feel Ling Feng's intentions.

The blood-colored sword was even more smiling, slashing at the Xuantianmen elder.

"I hope the sect master's subordinates will show mercy!".

Ling Feng could naturally hear Elder Yang's voice, his heart moved slightly, and the blood-colored little sword returned to Ling Feng's forehead again.

"Sect Master?".

The three of them looked at Ling Feng with strange faces, and after a long time, they all knelt on the ground reluctantly.

"Welcome Sect Master!".