Chapter 341: Disappearing
"You... When did it start?" Hearing the old man's question, Lu Feng smiled slightly, and did not give him any other response.
Immediately, the short knife in his hand was used again.
Bang~ With the fall of the old man, the world in which Lu Feng lives has finally undergone tremendous changes.
I thought it was my prediction, but I didn't expect that under such a prediction, I only guessed the beginning, but I didn't guess the end at all. β
At the moment when Lu Feng came out of the Heavenly Demon Ring, he actually found that the previous hall had disappeared.
On the contrary, at this moment, Lu Feng is still in a small village.
And, in front of his eyes, in front of him, a big hall, estimated to be the one that Lu Feng had seen and experienced before, that hall.
The yin wind around him, at this moment, finally began to spread wantonly, but when Lu Feng saw this, he had a feeling of sudden realization.
Not because of anything else, just because the Silver Ghost King hidden in the yin wind slowly attacked at this moment, and at this moment, he acted in unison.
Looking up at the sky, the sky was dark, very dark, but there was still a little bit of light.
"It turns out that the moment I saw the moon disappear, I had already fallen for the conspiracy of that shitty Mr. Teng. β
With a leap of footsteps, Lu Feng jumped directly to the eaves where he had stopped before.
It's still that corner, it's still that gap, but everything in the hall is different.
"Come on, everyone, drink together!" "Since the Silver Ghost King is dead, then from now on, it will be the world of our Yin Feng Village, if nothing else, just for this, we have to drink." β
The voice, the generous voice, was uttered by an old man who raised his glass cheerfully.
However, Lu Feng, who was on the eaves, found that the rest of the people except him did not have any response.
Even, it can be described as extremely silent.
"Old Patriarch, do you think we will still listen to your words?" "The rules of the Dark Dao Yin Wind Village since ancient times are that only the person who really kills the Silver Ghost King is the patriarch of our village. β
"And you, not before, and even more so now! If it weren't for the fact that you relied on some strength before and took advantage of the situation to bully others, would you have your status today?" Suddenly, the people in the hall suddenly pointed at the old man on the high platform, pointing and scolding.
In their eyes, the old man seemed to be nothing, and this indignation was silent in their hearts for a long, long time.
Today, it has finally been able to break out.
Immediately, Lu Feng saw that the old man on the top of the main hall was unhurried, calmly and leisurely put down the wine glasses gathered high in the air.
"Hahaha, interesting! interesting!" The moment the old man's words fell, there was a touch of ruthlessness in his eyes.
"Do you really think that the old man has not reached the anger in your hearts over the years?" "It's really naΓ―ve. β
"In that case, then you should come! Come, I want to see how many catties and taels you have!" As soon as he said that, from the old man's body, a strong aura emerged, and while the breath fluctuated and fluctuated, it actually shook the entire hall.
"I didn't expect that the old man would be a quasi-war emperor powerhouse!, but how could this be?" "Also, that silver ghost king, why hasn't he come forward at this time.
Could it be that he is still waiting, the appearance of the Yin Wind Drum?" Lu Feng, who was above the eaves, felt that the black smoke around the eaves was raging, and he also showed a dignified look.
The black smoke is slow, very slow to accumulate, but the breath mixed in with it is also more and more intense.
In just a few breaths, he has already obtained the War Emperor Realm.
Moreover, after this situation, the breath does not have any tendency to appear to decay.
"Tsk, everything in the world of masks, it seems, is not true. β
Before, he was inexplicably possessed by an old man and controlled by an old man.
I fell into the old man's fantasy.
Now, he was even more shocked by the strength of the Silver Ghost King, it was the three stars of the War Emperor, this combat power, Lu Feng was a little embarrassed.
Because, now he is just a quasi-war emperor powerhouse.
"One thing is true, though, and that is that the turbidity in me, or rather, the darkness, is real. β
The dark qi in Lu Feng's mouth was the breath that seemed to gather on Lu Feng's mask intentionally or unintentionally after killing the people in the mask world.
It's just that it wasn't obvious before, and Lu Feng didn't care about it.
After he killed the 'Mr. Teng', the aura on the mask finally became rich, as if.
It's as if you've been given life.
"I'm curious, if I completely let go of the dark power on the mask, what kind of strength will it be?" Lu Feng thought truthfully, but what he saw next.
Couldn't do it anymore, let him calm down.
"How so?"
When Lu Feng was surprised loudly, he actually found that Yin Fengxue, who had never spoken, suddenly laughed.
On its body, there is an eerie aura, which begins to spread unscrupulously.
As this eerie aura spread, a dense fog began to fill the hall.
"Old man, do you remember that ten years ago, the little girl who just entered the world of masks, beggar girl?"
When it reappeared, he directly held the old man high in the air in one fell swoop.
The strength in his hand is even more powerful than words.
"It turned out that it was the little girl. β
At this moment, Lu Feng actually had a look of sudden realization.
Ever since the moment Lu Feng lost part of his memory, there have been several characters in his mind, constantly flickering back and forth.
Among them, there is Mr. Teng's voice.
The beggar girl lying in the snow.
And another, a man who was left in the deep mire.
Now, two of the three have appeared.
Lu Feng became more and more curious, just as he said.
Since everything is a foregone conclusion, why did it happen?" "Hahaha, the old man knows that you are the beggar girl.
However, what the old man didn't expect was that he obviously kept pure Yin Feng blood, but why would you despise yourself so much?" "In the world of dignified masks, everything is like a dream, since we are embarrassed outside, then, here, how can we be willing to be embarrassed!" The old man's words were extremely tough.
Bang~ In the main hall, endless drums shook in an instant.
It's not from the old man, it's not from the wind and snow.
It's the one who hasn't acted for a long time, hidden in the thick of the night, the endless yin wind, the silver ghost king.
"So, it's all right. β
The man in the quagmire is the Silver Ghost King.
As all the mysteries were solved in his mind, a smile rose on the corner of Lu Feng's mouth.
Click~ In the next second, in Lu Feng's ears, there were two broken sounds, just like that.
It's like the sound of a mirror being shattered.
When the sound fell, everything was like a dream.
Lu Feng returned to the cave again, and at this moment, the people in the cave were still the same as the moment they left before.
Everyone looked at them curiously.
"Brother Long, we listen to you.
As long as you say go, then we will go. β
"Yes, Brother Long, anyway, in this, your identity is the highest and the strongest. β
For a while, everyone said and said, and they also said all the inner thoughts at the moment.
When Lu Feng looked carefully into the crowd, he found that there was one person missing.
It was the one who jumped into the lava and repented.
"Little one, do you understand?" "If you don't understand, then keep wandering inside."
If you understand, nod. β
An old voice suddenly sounded in Lu Feng's mind.
Hearing these words, Lu Feng didn't know if it was his own delusion, but he actually felt that for a moment, his heart was relaxed.
"This is my senior, disciple, understand. β
Hearing Lu Feng's voice, the little monk, the old monk in the outside world, and Zhu Er on the side actually laughed.