After a few breaths of silence, a figure suddenly appeared on the opposite side of Xiang Wentian, most of the people did not notice how he appeared, only a few people noticed that this black shadow flew out from the west. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I have heard the name of the Fire Dragon Pavilion for a long time, and I came to learn it in Xiate. Feng Qingpeng, the descendant of the Wind God Sect of the Emperor Heaven Domain, is in the early stage of the Star Realm!" Feng Qingpeng was dressed in white, his black hair was scattered, his complexion was like jade, and his eyes were bright.

The two of them bowed their hands, and the next moment they moved at the same time for a while, and both of them flew into the sky, unwilling to damage this secret realm.

I saw Xiang Wentian burst into a shout, and the momentum of his whole body rose suddenly, and a series of fiery red light rose from his body, forming a dragon-shaped red pillar of light, as many as hundreds, and the gods were bright.

At the same time, an illusory big star appeared on his head, and the secret power of the stars fell one after another, fused with hundreds of dragon-shaped pillars of light, which can be said to have reached the peak of the spirit in an instant, and he actually wanted to decide the victory or defeat with one blow, arrogant!

Feng Qingpeng smiled slightly when he saw this, and with a move of both hands, the wind gradually rose around his body, the wind became louder and louder, and the spiritual power in his body merged into the hurricane, and the hurricane turned into pitch black, forming a black hurricane as high as dozens of zhang around his body, which was gloomy and poignant!

And the secret power of the stars falling from the big star above his head turned into countless small stones, scattered in the tornado.

Feng Qingpeng also used the strongest means, which can be described as the tip of the needle against Maimang!

The confrontation between the two was also equivalent to a collision between the two domains, and the monks of the two domains were quite concerned about it.

The black hurricane collided with hundreds of fire dragon veins, each occupying half of the sky, and Feng Qingpeng and Xiang Wentian looked at each other and attacked at the same time.

"Fire Dragon Hundred Veins Recipe Hundred Veins Gathering Dragon!"

"The Storm of Destruction is cloudy!"

One side was crimson, the other was gloomy, and the two slammed together.

"Bang!" Like thunder, the terrifying energy fluctuations scattered, and the two of them were dozens of feet in the air, even if the energy fluctuations fell, there was not much power left, and they were easily resolved by many young monks.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the collision, where the energy was raging, and the black and red Shenxia kept flashing, and for a while, they couldn't see the situation in the center.

After a few breaths, after the spiritual power dissipated, I saw Xiang Wentian and Feng Qingpeng gathered together, and the clothes on the two of them were not damaged in a single bit, obviously both of them intended to shelter.

Both of them are breezy and light, and they can't tell who wins and who loses.

"Brother Feng, good means!"

"Each other!" the two returned to their respective pavilions with a word of greeting, but they didn't even mention the victory or defeat.

"What's the situation? These two people just came down like this, what about the victory or defeat?" Liang Man said with a puzzled expression.

The two were evenly matched. The dragon shook the sky and took a bite of the spirit fruit and said.

"Then why don't you say it?" the Thirteenth Prince was also puzzled.

"It's a tie, and it's not a glorious thing, with the identity of the two, whoever speaks first will be invisibly weaker in their hearts, so both of them are silent. Jun Changsheng, who had been silent, explained.

The wide lake has thousands of pavilions, and the more people go inside, the fewer people on the pavilions the further you go, and the fewer people you go outside, so there are almost no people in the pavilions at the edges, but there is one exception.

In a pavilion at the very edge, there was a young man in black shirt and a stunning girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, the young man had black hair and a shawl, his eyes were like stars, his face was resolute, his edges and corners, with a touch of coldness that rejected people thousands of miles away, and that temperament emanated from the depths of his bones.

The girl and the youth have formed a sharp contrast, the girl has an innocent face, like a beautiful little fairy, and her whole body exudes a smart and lively temperament, and her laughter is moving.

At this time, the girl looked at the two people who had gone down from the sky and said, "It's really boring, just a blow or a draw!" said and pouted like a cherry, looking at the young man.

The young man seemed to feel the girl's gaze, and the indifference in his eyes lightened slightly: "Xin'er, if you are bored, you can go play, remember to call me if you have something." After speaking, the young man held the rusty ancient sword and closed his eyes to recuperate.

"Alright, alright, got it!, you 10,000-year-old iceberg!" the girl said angrily.

Turning to look at the lively center of the lake, a cheer flew into the air, heading towards the center of the lake, like an elf.

The young man looked at the back of the girl leaving, the cold color in his eyes faded slightly, and knowing that the girl's figure disappeared into the crowd, the young man closed his eyes, as if he was meditating.

Although it was just a short confrontation just now, it set up the atmosphere of the party, and there were already more than a dozen exchanges in an hour, saying that it was a competition, but the more it went on, everyone's anger also rose a lot, and the loser was often seriously injured.

There were thousands of monks on the scene, and the geniuses of the Emperor Heaven Domain were the most eye-catching, due to the tight time of this Beast King battle, some distant forces did not know, and they were all some forces near the Emperor Heaven Domain, so the young monks of the Emperor Heaven Domain naturally had the ability to suppress the young generation here.

In the pavilion where Lu Feng and they were, there were constant laughter and laughter, there were Qingcheng, Xiaojin, Yaoyao, Tianyun Cat, these living treasures, there would be no lack of laughter, and the hospitality of Fenglai Yuan was very thorough, and from time to time there were maids rowing the spirit boat to serve delicious food with all the color and fragrance.

Lu Feng and the others completely regarded this party as a free dinner.

During this period, the battle at the central lake never stopped, and most of the monks' minds were focused on the battle, and there were very few like Lu Feng and others.

The battle ended with the vomiting of blood by a young man in black, and as the two fell, another young man in a luxurious purple robe floated.

"In the Yellow Spring Hall of the Lower North Pole Heaven, the descendant of the Yellow Spring Palace, in the early stage of the Star Realm, I want to meet the Ten Xuan Emperor Lu Feng who was rumored a few days ago. "The young man's words are flat, as if they are always in the same key, giving people the feeling of stiffness and rigidity.

His face was pale, as if he had lived in the backlight for a long time, and his withered eyes revealed a dead death.

"Arctic Heaven! Huangquan Temple!" the crowd burst into an uproar and amazement.

"The Huangquan Hall is not only on the side of the Arctic Heavenly Earthquake, but also in the other four heavens, just because six thousand years ago, a lawless ancient fierce god came out of the Netherworld of the Huangquan Palace, you must know that the Netherworld is the Jedi of the ancient battlefield, there is Xuanyin corpse qi, Xuanyin corpse qi is very terrifying, one drop is enough to destroy the power of a fish leaping realm, even if the holy realm powerhouse is contaminated too much, he will die a miserable death!

"Later, Brother Yu?" Jun Moxi asked.

"Later, I heard that after the ancient fierce god came out, he made a big fuss in the Huangquan Palace, but was blocked by the Xuanyin Thousand Jiao Array, and finally seemed to alarm more than five supremes, before he surrendered, and the ancient fierce god seemed to have reached a consensus, and finally the ancient fierce god returned to the netherworld, and one of the five supremes was the supreme of the Huangquan Palace, which can be imagined to be profound. Yutian said with a solemn face.

"Then what should I do, he must not have a good heart to find his eldest brother!" Xiao Yaoyao said anxiously.

"I'll take it!" Tang Miaoyin wanted to step forward to replace Lu Feng, but was quickly dragged back by Lu Feng.

"Stay here and watch, am I so weak?" Lu Feng scratched Tang Miaoyin's nose and blamed.

Tang Miaoyin sighed, two blushes on her fair cheeks suddenly rose, and she glanced at Lu Feng with disgust, as if she was blaming Lu Feng for teasing her in front of so many people.

Lu Feng turned around and flew towards the air, and everyone's worried voices sounded behind him.

"Under Lu Feng!" Lu Feng came to the opposite side of Huang Youming, calmly, reported his name, and then remained silent.

"That's Lu Feng?"

"So young?"

"Who is Lu Feng, I only arrived at the Tianyuan Divine Capital yesterday, is it very famous?. ”

"It was with the strength of the early stage of the Nirvana Realm that he killed more than 20 monks of the Great Perfection of the Hetian Realm, and he hit the Ten Flames on the spot, and in the end, even the Thunder Tribulation turned into an immortal spirit to stop him, but he was forced to break through!"

"Such a pervert!" a noisy argument rang out.

"Rich as jade, such a handsome young man. "There are also many female monks who are guilty of nymphomaniac, because Lu Feng's temperament is too peaceful and sunny, which makes people subconsciously give birth to a lot of goodwill and closeness.

"Ten Tempered Emperor Lu Feng? "Huang Youming's voice is always in the same key, which makes people feel very awkward when they listen to it.

"That's right, the second one, what's the matter with Brother Dao?" Lu Feng asked calmly, his eyes deep.

"When I was in Nirvana, every ninety-nine steps, I was stuck on the last stage, I failed, and after I came out, all the memories of that place disappeared, although it is recorded in ancient books, but I want to know how you survived. Huang Youming's tone was still so numb.

"Persistence!" Lu Feng only gave these two words that were extremely ordinary, but they contained two words of endless hope.

Huang Youming was stunned, even most of the monks were shocked, it was as simple as that? This is the voice of most people.

The cold young man who was far away by the lake also opened his eyes, and his gaze was exactly where Lu Feng was.

"Many seniors have said that if it is impossible to do it today. Huang Youming muttered.

"I want to fight with you, but the realm is much higher than you, I hope you will grow up as soon as possible, I look forward to fighting with you at the same level. Before Huang Youming's words fell, a loud laugh rang out.

"Haha... What bullshit is to fight at the same level, who will give you the opportunity to fight at the same level during the battle of life and death, Lao Tzu doesn't care about this. Lu Feng'er listened, Lao Tzu, the Oiran Tang girl of the Peony Palace, took a fancy to it, if you know each other, go away, otherwise Lao Tzu will crush you to death with his foot. The words were very domineering.

On the other side of Lu Feng and Huang Youming, I saw that his figure was majestic, his complexion was bronze, his facial features were rough, his face was Chinese characters, and he had a brutal and fierce aura.

"Lao Tzu is the descendant of the Daxiong Palace, and the dragon is shocking, and he is in the early stage of the Star Realm!" After speaking, he looked at Lu Feng with contempt.