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Now this divine land has been laid down by the Ancestor God of Wu Yu and is extremely powerful (forbidden jìn) system, even a strong person at the level of a god cannot fly in the sky, but now the man in front of him is actually stepping on water, although it is not as good as stepping on the air, but it is also a little shocking.

Based on this alone, it can be seen that this person's cultivation is extremely not simple.

Now that the power of the divine soul could not be detected, Qin Yun could not see through this person's cultivation at all, and could only judge his cultivation by virtue of the powerful momentum emanating from that person (body shēn) at least in the middle stage of the earth god.

Such a strong man is not to mention fighting, even if Qin Yun's means are exhausted, he will never be an opponent.

Due to the clouds and mist, coupled with the special darkness of his vision, Qin Yun couldn't see the true face of this person, but he could vaguely see that the person was a middle-aged man, with a blood-colored robe, and his eyes full of murder could be seen in the lightning and thunder.

The middle-aged man finally stopped a kilometer in front of Qin Yun and their giant ship, and he didn't have the slightest intention of getting on the boat, just staring coldly at the giant ship where Qin Yun and the others were.

Qin Yun stood at the bow of the boat, silently staring at the man, the two looked at each other, the atmosphere became particularly solemn, coupled with the dark clouds rolling in the sky, the gods and thunders were all over the sky, Rao had a feeling of the end of the world.

The Dow sisters had completely held their breath and did not dare to make a sound.

Niu Taishuai shrank on the deck, and he didn't have the same bullish spirit as before.

Although the Ancient Dao Master had the heart to help, he knew that his strength could not help Qin Yun at all, so he could only stand behind Qin Yun with a wry smile.

Ling Feng did not stand idly by, but walked to Qin Yun's (body shēn) side.

When the middle-aged man saw Ling Feng's (body shēn) figure, he was stunned for a moment, and then a sarcastic look appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I thought who took away my luck, it turned out to be Lingfeng Heavenly God, why did you finally can't bear the loneliness and choose to be reborn?" The middle-aged man standing on the surface of the lake saw Lingfeng on the bow of the boat and said with a sneer, his voice was not loud, but it resounded throughout the whole world, like a bell ringing.

As for Qin Yun, after Ling Feng appeared, he was completely ignored by him.

"Zhang Kun, I advise you to retreat, you have been devouring the luck of your god ship for ten years, and now this million years of luck is dispensable for you, do you want to be my enemy for this million years of luck?" Ling Feng said coldly, his voice was cold.

"Hmph, is the luck of a million years dispensable? It's a light thing to say, now that the divine tribulation is coming, the chaos is coming, who doesn't want to be Ming Zhe Bao (body shēn), how important this million years of luck is to me, if it weren't for these luck, do you think I can go through so many divine tribulations without dying? Even you, the Feather Phoenix Heavenly God, are no exception. The middle-aged man named Zhang Kun snorted coldly, his tone containing strong anger.

"Zhang Kun, don't think that I have just been reborn, my strength is weak, I will be afraid of you, you must know that even if my current strength is less than one ten-thousandth of what I was back then, it is absolutely impossible for you to kill me, and even on the contrary, I can still kill you under the sword by all means, you had better think about it, don't make mistakes. Ling Feng's voice became more and more cold, and her tone was even more domineering, as if she had the majesty of a god.

Ling Feng used to be a powerful celestial god, and even if this Zhang Kun has practiced for hundreds of millions of years, he is still only a mid-stage earth god, so Ling Feng back then was the existence that this Zhang Kun looked up to.

Now seeing that this Zhang Kun is so arrogant, Ling Feng naturally can't help but take out the majesty that belongs to the gods.

The middle-aged man named Zhang Kun heard Ling Feng's words, his brows were obviously slightly furrowed, and he finally glanced at Qin Yun next to Ling Feng (body shēn), his eyes narrowed and said: "Ling Feng Heavenly God, this luck was obviously swallowed by the kid next to you (body shēn), you actually protect him like this, could it be that he has a lot to do with you? Is it your little friend? I can't imagine that Ling Feng Heavenly God, who had countless suitors back then, would actually fall to such a state, I don't know how those talented people in the God Realm will feel when they know about it?"

Zhang Kun's words were full of playfulness, and his eyes when he looked at Qin Yun also became full of disdain, as if he was looking at a little white face eating soft rice.

"I have nothing to do with Lingfeng Heavenly God, you don't have to talk nonsense, your luck is swallowed by me, if you want to find me, look for me." Qin Yun immediately shouted angrily.

He can see that this so-called Zhang Kun is just a person who hides at the bottom of the lake all the year round, and the luck on this divine ship cannot be said to be his, but he has been devouring it for billions of years, and over time, he thinks that the luck on this divine ship belongs to him, but in fact he is not the real owner of this divine ship.

"Hmph, boy, what qualifications do you have to talk to me like this, you don't have to worry, you will definitely die today, because I will swallow you along with the luck you swallowed, and those ants behind you, none of them can escape, and they must die today. The middle-aged man named Zhang Kun snorted coldly.

When Qin Yun heard this, his brows immediately furrowed, and a strong anger surged into his heart.

This Zhang Kun is too arrogant to take them into account at all.

"Zhang Kun, I say it again, don't make a mistake about yourself, since he is the person I brought, then I won't let you hurt him in the slightest, do you really want to be my enemy for those millions of years of luck? You have to think clearly, if I leave today, his strength will recover, and killing you will be like a killing machine, and you will weigh the weight of it yourself. Ling Feng looked at the middle-aged man in the distance and snorted coldly, the Remnant Snow Sword had already appeared in her hand, and she could strike at any time.

The middle-aged man named Zhang Kun frowned, obviously thinking about Ling Feng's words.

Ling Feng is right, even if Ling Feng's strength is far less than at his peak, but it is extremely difficult for him to kill this Ling Feng, if he really lets Ling Feng escape, I am afraid that he will face a catastrophe after (day).

But just letting Qin Yun go like this, letting go of that million years of luck, he was also unwilling in his heart, and this luck was related to whether he could avoid this divine tribulation.

With the blessing of this million years of luck, he was confident that he would be able to survive this divine tribulation, but without this luck, he would most likely die in this divine tribulation.

"No, this luck can't be let go. A trace of fierceness flashed in Zhang Kun's eyes, and a strong killing intent burst out in his eyes, and the divine power on the palm of his hand surged, and he slapped towards the huge divine ship.

The waves are monstrous, and the waves are smashing.

This palm directly stirred up a huge wave that was thousands of feet high, and slammed towards the giant ship.

When everyone saw this scene, they were all shocked.

"Stubborn!"

A hint of coldness flashed in Ling Feng's eyes, and the remnants of snow in his hand suddenly cut out.