"Ling Feng, I heard that you have been very arrogant recently, let me meet you today. ”

The Chenfeng disciple who had fought before sneered.

"Just now, you are going to let the disciples of our Linglong Immortal Vein go up together, right, then I will also leave it here with a word, that is, let your disciples of Chenfeng go up together, and I can crush your Yifeng Vein alone. ”

Ling Feng said word by word.

The shame of Fang Cai's exquisite immortal vein, he must return it doubly.

"Boy, who do you think you are, my Chenfeng has stood in Wushi Mountain for so many years, and there are countless geniuses, how can you, a fledgling junior, shake it!"

"Boy, you have such a big breath, today my disciple of Chenfeng must chop you to pieces. ”

The arrogant, arrogant words that have no limit have fallen, and they have caused countless Chenfeng disciples to scold.

The other bigwigs present all sneered, intending to watch the excitement.

Linglong Immortal Venerable was noncommittal, if Ling Feng really succeeded, he should be able to do it.

But from leaving the Beginningless Mountain to coming back, it was only three days, and during such a period of time, he was really enlightened?

"Arrogant boy, die!"

The big man shouted violently, and the soul hook in his hand swept away towards Ling Feng.

The curved bow bloomed with a ghostly sharpness, and the blasting sound of a ghost crying wolf howl seemed to contain thousands of innocent souls.

"Get on your knees!"

Ling Feng shouted violently, like thunder on the ground, forcing the surrounding air currents to boil, like a huge wave of a river.

The next moment, the big man's body slammed down, maintaining a strangulation posture, and then he fell to the ground, convulsive.

"This kid is so scary. Unexpectedly, with a sonic attack alone, he could shock a true disciple of the Immortal Seventh Heaven without even the power of a backhand?"

A group of bigwigs watching the battle and the nearly five million disciples present couldn't help but be in an uproar.

This noise is enough to shake the earth.

"Boy. Just let me meet you. ”

Seeing this scene, the disciples on Chenfeng's side gritted their teeth angrily. One after another, figures flew out from the place where the disciples were stationed.

The cultivation of these disciples is not weak, and the sevenfold heaven, eightfold heaven, and ninth heaven abound.

Bang Bang Bang -

Ling Feng stood in place, his body didn't move, as if he was swatting a fly, no matter what kind of cultivation the opponent had, how many of them came. Anyway, if you are lower than the god of transformation, you will slap people to the ground with a random move, and you can't move.

One, ten, a hundred......

In the blink of an eye, the number of disciples on Chenfeng's side decreased sharply, and all of them fell to the ground.

If there is an uproar, the square at the moment is audible.

Because most of the disciples and bigwigs were already dumbfounded.

At this moment, even if they were dull, they realized that Ling Feng was really enlightened. And the combat effectiveness is far superior to that of ordinary psychic powerhouses.

A hint of clue can be seen from his relaxed performance.

In fact, this is also very normal, the current Ling Feng cultivation in order to achieve enlightenment, look at the huge Beginningless Mountain. Except for the presence of the real avatar god in person, the other disciples are really not his opponents.

Moreover, in the competition of true disciples, generally speaking, peerless geniuses who step on the road to heaven will not be mixed very early, the first is noble status, and the second is disdain.

Therefore, the disciples of Chenfeng who fought in advance today leaked out of the background. It's not all of Chenfeng, at least those geniuses who have stepped on the Heavenly Road are busy cultivating. Not involved at all.

Of course, wait for the solo competition. If you want to compete for the place of the Beginningless Heaven Realm, maybe you will jump out.

These geniuses are privileged, and they don't need to participate in the big brawl of the team competition like the one right now.

"I don't know if you have any disciples in Chenfeng to compete with me?"

Glancing at the disciples who were rolling on the ground, Ling Feng said, "If not, does it mean that in this game, my Linglong Immortal Vein has won?"

The 10,000 disciples of the Linglong Immortal Vein immediately cheered.

The peak master of the twelve peaks veins was noncommittal.

The most gloomy faces are the Domineering Divine Venerable and the Yin Fire Divine Venerable, and the two of them hate Ling Feng to the bone.

"Someone, go and call Chenxin for me. ”

Chenfeng's peak master's face turned pale, and he instructed his disciples.

"Obey the Master's orders. ”

Several of the defeated disciples immediately nodded and walked away.

At this moment, Ling Feng seemed to notice that the eyes of the disciples of the twelve peak veins around him had changed when they looked at him, as if they were looking at a dead person.

Could it be that this dusty heart is very powerful?

"Master, Master—"

When the tea time passed, the disciple who ran to invite someone quickly ran back, with an ugly look on his face: "Senior Brother Chenxin said, just clean up this kind of jumping clown and put it on the single ranking of the waiting meeting, he has something important to do now, and he can't get out,"

"What?"

Chen Shenzun's face sank, Huo Ran stood up from the golden throne, and roared: "Could it be that he doesn't care about the honor of the peak gate?"

Seeing this scene, Ling Feng was also secretly amused.

That dusty heart should be the most powerful disciple of Chenfeng.

For such a disciple, stepping into the god is undoubtedly a certainty, and on the other hand, the heart will also swell, and the orders of the boss of the peak gate will become ignored.

"Ling Feng, you wait, wait for the solo competition, my Chenfeng will definitely want you to look good. ”

In desperation, Chen Shenzun could only suppress the anger in his heart.

"Okay, Linglong Immortal Vein won the first game, and the next thing is the competition of other peaks. ”

Elder Wuwei said lightly.

Ling Feng also retreated to the location of the Linglong Immortal Vein with a sigh of relief.

On the square, swords and swords, you come and go, but Ling Feng is absent-minded.

He clearly remembered that Bingxuan had said when he left that day that he had ambushed a traitor in the Beginningless Mountain, with the purpose of destroying the Beginningless Ding.

And the Beginningless Ding is in the realm of the Beginningless Heaven, and there are only ten people who can enter it.

It is very likely that the spy is among these ten people.

It is incredible to think about it, the disciples who can enter the Beginningless Heaven Realm, but the pride of the Beginningless Mountain, the pillar of the future of the Beginningless Mountain, can actually infiltrate the underworld.

Because there is a lot of uncertainty about these ten places, Ling Feng can't figure out who it is at the moment.

So what should he do?

As soon as he thought of this, Ling Feng was also anxious.

The only way is to crush all these people out of the game in a single competition.

But no matter how good his ability is, he doesn't dare to offend all the ten geniuses who have entered the Beginningless Heavenly Spirit.

He didn't care, and what would the 100,000 disciples of the Linglong Immortal Vein do in the Beginningless Mountain in the future?

Of course, more importantly, the people who can enter the Beginningless Heaven Realm are all peerless.

Such a person, one or two, Ling Feng can still defeat them, but ten rounds, Ling Feng can't do it.

Not to mention that he also made an appointment with Le Zhengyu that day.

This person's retreat impacts the gods, once successful, the current Ling Feng will face him, and it is really hard to say who will kill the deer.

After all, this kind of Tianjiao, whether it is hole cards or means, can be comparable to Ling Feng. (