"That Immortal Venerable is waiting for your good news. ”

Linglong Immortal Venerable nodded.

"If it's okay, then I'll say goodbye first, Senior Sister Xiran, wait for my good news. ”

Ling Feng clenched his fists and looked at her deeply, then exited the attic.

He didn't choose to go anywhere else, but went around and returned to the wing room where Bingxuan used to live in the Holy Courtyard.

Staring at the familiar room furnishings, the beauty had already left, and Ling Feng's heart was precipitated.

Forcibly eliminating such a depressed mood, Ling Feng began to calm down and enter a state of cultivation, impacting the Immortal Eight Heavens.

At present, his spirit is incomparably full, and his cultivation is one step away from the eightfold, with the mobilization of breath, the majestic qi and blood gushed out from his body, and the outlines of the two worlds loom behind him, slowly merging, and the sun, moon, mountains and rivers, stars and creatures within it, little by little.

Ling Feng's plan at the moment was very simple, if there was no need, he would not be able to strip the twin souls out.

The two souls turned into one, plus the breakthrough of the Immortal Eight Heavens, plus various hole cards, were enough for him to face the pursuit of the new gods, and there was also hope of escaping.

Of course, the grasp is still not very good, and the reason why the god is called the god is because in the minds of hundreds of millions of living beings, it is the supreme existence of the gods.

The supernatural powers of the gods are beyond the reach of immortals.

As the two worlds continued to merge, Ling Feng's appearance also changed, sometimes turning into the Void Saint Ancient Dragon, and sometimes turning into his own appearance.

Little by little, the sky became dark and bright.

On the third day, he broke through to the Immortal Eight Heavens, got up and felt the force in his body piercing the sun, moon and galaxy, Ling Feng couldn't help but smash his mouth.

According to his thoughts, with the breakthrough of the Immortal Eight Heavens, he should be qualified to cultivate the third type of Divine Power Thunder Thunder Sacred Sound of Wenqu Xingzhao.

This thunderous sound is one of the thunderous sounds of the Great Dao. It is many times more powerful than the first vision of Jin Shengyuzhen.

Once cast, the thunder sounds of countless 'saint' characters will condense out of thin air, intimidating the enemy. It can also bless living beings.

However, the process of comprehension is a bit difficult.

Ling Feng was like a rock, sitting cross-legged on the bed and motionless.

The whole room was enveloped in an aura of sacred civilization. These civilizational breaths are constantly surging, colliding, and finally turning into the word 'sacred'.

I don't know how long it has been, these 'saint' words have all been ingested into Ling Feng's body like a hundred rivers and rivers.

At this moment, Ling Feng had a feeling that he was like the Origin Divine Book between Heaven and Earth, and all the books read aloud by Confucianism and Taoism were being conveyed from his body.

"With my current strength. The psychic powerhouse should not be my opponent either. ”

Pushing open the door, he stared at the vast sky and white clouds, turning into a streamer and shooting in the direction of the Dan Alliance.

The Dan Alliance is located in the southeast of Zhongzhou, far away from the Beginningless Mountain, and it is difficult for a powerhouse in the ordinary Heaven and Human Realm to climb it in a lifetime, but for a world-famous powerhouse like Ling Feng, it is only a few pillars of incense at most.

The strong wind hunted and hunted, the surrounding scenery passed away in a flash, and the time for a few pillars of incense came.

In front of Ling Feng's eyes, huge palaces appeared. On the top of the eaves of these palaces, there are extremely powerful canopies, and countless palaces are linked. An extremely powerful defensive killing array was formed.

Although Ling Feng cultivated to be strong, he did not dare to break into the Dan Alliance recklessly, turned into a streamer, and landed in a large hall square.

Grabbing a four-grade Dantong and asking about the assessment place of Danmeng Dan's medicine-grade promotion, Ling Feng turned around and left.

Breaking through the corridors of the Water Pavilion, Ling Feng came to a square forged of pure jade.

On this square, at least thousands of people gathered in a long line. Most of these people are alchemists from all over the world, and even from all over the world. A few are just watching the excitement.

"Why, why can you cut the line?"

Right now. A girl's angry shout rang out from the long line.

Ling Feng didn't care much about these noises, he had seen too much anyway, but this girl's voice seemed to be a little familiar, and he raised his eyes suspiciously, and was immediately stunned.

This girl has her back to Ling Feng, she looks slim, her body is curvaceous, and she should be full.

However, Ling Feng felt that this girl was very familiar at a glance, and if his guess was correct, it should be Cai Xin.

"This little girl, so good Tianxuan is not stupid, why did she run to the Dan League alone. ”

Ling Feng muttered, and then walked straight over.

Standing a few feet away, he looked at Caixin seriously, I haven't seen this little girl for a long time, but the longer she gets, the more she is marked, her skin is like clotted fat, white and red, crystal clear, and she has long lost her original youth.

"Why? Just because my sister is the first day of the inner courtyard of the Dan League, and I am his younger brother, don't I even have the qualifications to cut the queue?"

The sarcastic remark was made by a young man with a light face and less than twenty years old: "If you have the ability, you can also find a Danmeng genius with a status like my sister to come out, and I will give you this position." ”

"Hmph, what's the big deal, can you bully people at will if you have a good family background?"

Cai Xin stuck in the waist of Xiao Man, and said angrily.

When Ling Feng heard this, he shook his head speechlessly, and walked slowly and methodically, and suddenly inserted himself in front of the young man.

"Hey, what did you do? Don't you have long eyes?

The young man immediately discarded Caixin and stared at Ling Feng angrily.

"I'm an eight-rank alchemist of the Dan League, what's wrong with cutting into a queue?"

Ling Feng snorted and said, "Boy, you have to compare the foundation, and I will accompany you to the end." ”

"I'll go, you're the eighth-rank alchemist of the Dan League, are you a liar?"

The young man was obviously stupid, with deep doubts in his eyes.

Although the Dan Alliance is full of geniuses and there are also masters of the eighth grade, but the youngest of those people is more than a thousand years old, and now a young man who is about the same age as himself is talking so wildly, how can he believe it?

The other alchemists in line also looked sarcastic.

In their hearts, Ling Feng's words were undoubtedly to the point of boasting.

"Boy, don't be embarrassed, my sister is a closed disciple of the Nine Rank Alchemy Master of the Inner Court of the Dan League, and she is deeply loved by his old man, don't make trouble if you know each other, otherwise, Ben Shao must be good-looking." ”

The young man said angrily.

As soon as this sentence fell, the scene was in an uproar.

In the Dan League, there are only three nine-rank alchemy masters, and the sacrifice night is one of them, and the one whose status is higher than him is the supreme existence that Jin Dan got in the legend.

"Young man, take a step back and open the sky, why bother to make a mess for a little thing?"

Some alchemists who sympathized with Ling Feng couldn't help but persuade.

"Boy, you know the background of Ben Shao, and the acquaintance will kowtow and apologize. ”

The young man snorted triumphantly.

"Apologies, okay. ”

Ling Feng turned around sharply, raised his fist and smashed it over.

is more arrogant, what he has now is capital.

"Ahh

The young man screamed, clutching his bleeding nose to the ground.