Chapter Ninety-Three - The Situation Is Not Good

In the middle of the Ninghua Cave, an old man sat cross-legged. The old man had a kind face, his eyes closed. It seems to be completely in the void of fugue.

Suddenly, it seems to be affected by some external force. The old man suddenly opened his eyes, which pierced the sun and the moon.

"What a powerful breath, what kind of weapon is this? Could it be that a divine soldier was born? How does this chilling aura make me feel a sense of déjà vu."

Just when the old man was confused, a deep voice suddenly came from outside the old man's retreat.

"Ninghua Cave Heavenly Cave Lord - Ying Gaodang asks to see the ancestor". The middle-aged man's deep voice pierced the thick wall and reached the old man's ears.

"What's the matter?" Ying Tianyang knew that if there was nothing serious, his heirs would not come to disturb him.

"Qi Qi Ancestor, an extremely powerful aura suddenly came from Chaoyang Lake in the barren land of the Barbarian Realm, and it seemed that some kind of murder weapon was born." Facing his own ancestor, who had been trapped for nearly two thousand years, Ying Gaodang did not have a trace of the cave master's shelf. The posture is extremely gentle.

"Investigate quickly and wait and see what happens".

"Yes!"

At the same time, all the powerhouses in the entire Barbarian Realm, large and small, opened their eyes and looked in the direction of the barren Chaoyang Lake over there.

"Follow me, follow me to fight in all directions, only I can forge you into a real magic weapon, and only I can let you step into the peak of the avenue."

Leng Feng, who was sitting at the bottom of Chaoyang Lake, was still trying to establish contact with the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in mid-air through his powerful mental power, but nearly an hour had passed, and the Fang Tian Painting Halberd was still unruly. The entire halberd body still exuded a death-like aura, mercilessly devouring everything around it.

"I can create you, I can destroy you, I am your Creator, you have no other choice!"

A small person slowly formed in Leng Feng's heart, and the villain issued an ultimatum in the other party's Heavenly Painting Halberd like a god, and at the same time, Leng Feng's Dantian, who was sitting cross-legged, slowly formed a powerful mental power, which was the imprint he injected into Fang Tian's Painting Halberd.

Once this halberd is truly out of his control, Namo Leng Feng will have no choice but to ruthlessly destroy it, the halberd body is made of divine materials, Leng Feng has absolutely no strength to destroy, but the shape of the heavenly painting halberd in front of him, Leng Feng is still sure.

It's not that Leng Feng is a tyrannical thing. It was really that the situation in front of him was too severe, and through the perception just now, Leng Feng unexpectedly found that there were no less than dozens of different breaths flying towards him at great speed. Obviously, the powerhouses of the barbarian realm have noticed.

And this does not include the monks who make space jumps through the array platform, which he Leng Feng can't feel.

Buzzing......

The Fang Tian Painting Halberd in mid-air seemed to feel Leng Feng's call, and once again emitted an even more violent aura, and the terrifying momentum soared straight into the sky. It seems to have pierced the starry sky.

"Come back!"

Leng Feng, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his dark eyes, and his deep eyes suddenly looked towards the Fang Tian Painting Halberd. The body also rose to the sky in the blink of an eye. Straight towards the Fang Tian Painting Halberd.

Drink.

Withstanding the huge oppressive force and the terrifying devouring, Leng Feng held the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand with the breath of death, and suddenly the wind and clouds changed color and the storm arose.

Fang Tian's painting halberd released a more powerful aura, trying to drive Leng Feng on the side into the air, Leng Feng frowned, and a pair of big hands like giant pincers grabbed Fang Tian's halberd body.

Sou.

Fang Tian's halberd actually took Leng Feng and began to dance wildly in mid-air, constantly changing directions like a goshawk, wanting to shake Leng Feng off.

How could Leng Feng mean this halberd. The big hand that had already grasped the halberd body was already tightly grasping the halberd body again, and a faint chaotic aura was like a protective barrier that tightly protected Leng Feng and the halberd.

"Someone's coming!"

Leng Feng suddenly felt that a terrifying aura was approaching. No, not one, but no less than three powerful breaths coming from one direction.

"If I can create you, I can destroy you!" The crowd in front of him was approaching, Leng Feng was ruthless, and a terrifying aura suddenly gushed out from Leng Feng's dantian, tightly surrounding the halberd body, and at the same time, a divine sense power also appeared in Leng Feng's other palm.

"Boom!"

Just as Leng Feng used his telekinesis to try to connect with the halberd for the last time, Leng Feng, who had lost hope, found that his dantian actually felt that spiritual imprint.

Harvest!

Leng Feng, who was in ecstasy, hurriedly used the brand to put the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in front of him into his dantian, no matter what, he suppressed it for ten days and half a month first, killing its arrogance.

Maybe it was Leng Feng's summoning that played a role, or maybe Fang Tian felt that the young man in front of him was his creator. Fang Tian's halberd was very cooperative, and was successfully sacrificed into the dantian by Leng Feng.

"Okay! Come to my dantian, but it's not up to you to decide." The corners of Leng Feng's mouth couldn't help but show a smug smile.

Press!

Leng Feng shouted loudly in his heart, and the Fang Tian Painting Halberd was heavily pressed into a corner by the aura in his dantian, unable to move.

"Sample, sir, I can't clean up a dead thing of you, even if you are psychic, you can still escape from the palm of my hand. Cut, just now I didn't have the same knowledge as you, and I gave you face!"

Leng Feng kept chattering with a sophisticated look, the weapon he had finally cast couldn't be controlled, how could the arrogant Leng Feng bear it, no matter what, suppress it for half a year!

Bang......

Just when Leng Feng was proud, the sky that had been dimmed by Fang Tian's painting halberd suddenly made a loud noise, and Leng Feng looked at it. At first glance, it is broken.

I saw that the void seemed to be forcibly torn apart, and a huge opening appeared out of thin air. In the time of one breath, several huge warships flew out of the hole in a row!

The battleship was completely black, giving people a very heavy sense of oppression, and a yellow apricot flag fluttered in the wind on it. The huge condensation on the flag was very eye-catching, and it caught Leng Feng's eyes.

It is the Ninghua Cave where Yingtianyang's predecessors are!

Looking at the pitch-black and huge battleship in front of him, Leng Feng frowned, and a pair of huge fists had already emitted a faint chaotic aura. Always ready to fight, although he knows Yingtianyang's predecessors, it doesn't mean that the children below will know.

On the battleship at the head, a warrior man stood out of thin air. Wearing a white style dress makes people feel so pleasing to the eye. The dark and deep eyes kept exuding a hostile gaze, and kept scanning the dried Chaoyang Lake below.

Whoosh.

After a while, a few more powerful breaths flew here, but the latecomers obviously didn't have such a big face, they all walked in pairs, and they flew in the sky.

The latecomers seemed to be very afraid of those two warships, and they didn't even step forward too much. All stopped in the distance of Chaoyang Lake. And kept scanning Leng Feng in the middle.

For a while, Leng Feng was already completely in the center of the storm, and the monks of the various sects and sects around him had already surrounded the place. Leng Feng believed. If he doesn't say anything now, he will definitely be ruthlessly bombarded by the monk on the spot.

The entire Chaoyang Lake was completely shrouded in this oppressive aura, and no one broke it. Leng Feng in the middle also didn't say a word, and the later monks were even more honest, and everyone's eyes seemed to be scanning the people on the two battleships intentionally or unintentionally.

Just kidding, a great ancient cultivator family is here, who dares to make a mistake, besides, the base camp of Ninghua Cave Heaven is in this barbarian realm, once an accident occurs, the children of Ninghua who are like a sea tide can rush here in a few breaths. In the barbarian realm, Ninghua Dongtian is the absolute king.

"I don't know why you are standing on top of the Chaoyang Lake, and why there is no water left in the blink of an eye. ”

Just when the situation was stiff and the atmosphere was depressing, the young man on the battleship finally spoke. Although the ethereal voice made people feel very weak, no one dared to question it.

"I don't know, I also felt that there was a change in Chaoyang Lake, so I came here on purpose. Leng Feng said harmlessly. I thought to myself. Just kidding, could it be that in the midst of so many people, I said that I was forging weapons here that caused such a big movement, and was I beaten by the crowd?

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