The big Han Tiger's eyes widened, and in the mist, he looked for the little white face of the Seven Star Sword Sect. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This nasty fog, if it weren't for these fogs, I would have found the little white face of the Seven Star Sword Sect a long time ago, with fine skin and tender flesh.

Just as Dahan was looking around and searching, suddenly an inexplicable uneasiness crept into his heart, it seemed that something ominous would happen, but after thinking about it, he couldn't think of any reason.

Although this uneasiness was ethereal, like a rootless ping, the face of the big man became solemn in an instant.

His spiritual sense seems a little ridiculous, but it is this spiritual sense that has saved him several times, so the sense of crisis from his spiritual sense makes him dare not have any carelessness. Divine thoughts burst out and swept around without reservation.

But...... Still nothing has been found!

"Is it really my delusion?" the big man touched his chin and said with some disbelief, his spiritual sense had never been missed.

"Mo Fei, I really want to ...... more"

Before he could finish speaking, a scorching breath suddenly rushed to his face, and the breath of the Yang was like a fireball that could incinerate him.

"Not good!"

The big man who danced on the tip of the knife all the year round suddenly realized that it was not good, and hurriedly retreated, although he was panicked in his heart, but he was not panicked by the sudden change, and methodically displayed his own protective means.

"Blood Armor!"

"Blood Shield Talisman!"

"Witch Bone Shield!"

Almost within a breath, a line of defense consisting of spells, talismans, and magic weapons instantly formed in front of him. It wasn't until he saw the black light emitted from the witch bone shield that the big man finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

This witch bone shield is a superb magic weapon, and the defense power is amazing, and it can be said that he spent all his net worth in order to win the witch bone shield. It was precisely because of winning the Witch Bone Shield that he could only save money for the next three years, and even the most basic cultivation resources could not be satisfied.

Of course, the defense of the Witch Bone Shield has never disappointed him, and the strong defense has helped him win down many strong enemies, and he has been cultivating unharmed in the bloody Demon Sect until now.

"Huh!"

A soft cold snort came from Lin Feng's nose, he didn't expect that an ordinary Qi Cultivator actually had a superb magic weapon, which made Lin Feng feel a little surprised.

However, it was just an accident!

A Qi cultivation disciple, even if he has a superb magic weapon, is still vulnerable in front of him.

Between his thoughts, Lin Feng sealed his hands, and a magic seal hit Qingfeng's body.

The originally scorching Qingfeng suddenly changed, and in the breath of the Yang Dynasty, a touch of coldness emerged.

"Twin phoenixes fly together!"

With the power of yin and yang, water and fire, the ice and fire swept towards the Great Han.

Boom!

Under the power of water and fire, the superb magic weapon Witch Bone Shield can support three breaths of time, and then it will be shattered and turned into pieces of fragments, and there is no possibility of repair.

"How is that possible!"

Dahan exclaimed, he couldn't believe that the witch bone shield he was proud of was actually shattered under the power of water and fire.

Anger in the heart, anger in the heart of the big man, but more than that, fear.

Fear of Lin Feng!

This person can even crush a superb defensive magic weapon, let alone a mortal body like himself.

As soon as he thought of this, the big man's face was like ashes, and he could no longer raise the idea of fighting with Lin Feng, so he quickly fled into the distance.

However, no matter how fast his speed is, can he pass the ice and fire phoenix faster?

It only took five breaths for the Ice and Fire Twin Phoenix to catch up with the Great Han, contradicting each other but having the power of ice and fire that unified with each other, completely strangling the Great Han.

After dealing with the Great Han, Lin Feng immediately swept towards the other Blood Demon Sect cultivators.

For a while, the originally peaceful desert island suddenly became a bloody Shura land, and the bloody wind and rain fluttered on the island.

A quarter of an hour later, the formation on the desert island dispersed, revealing Lin Feng's figure, his clothes remained intact, except for the slight sweat on his forehead, in other aspects, it was not at all obvious that he had just killed several monks of the Blood Demon Sect.

Among the pathfinder team of the Blood Demon Sect, as soon as Luo Guang left, the ones who could really cause trouble to Lin Feng were the charming young woman and the cold-faced man.

After the charming young woman was defeated by her own soldiers, it was naturally not a problem to take down the cold-faced man.

After clearing out the Bloody Demon Sect's pathfinder team, Lin Feng took out the most important trophy of today's battle, the Misty Compass.

The name of the misty compass was still known to him from the mouths of the disciples of the Seven Star Sword Sect, except that he knew that the misty compass could be able to attract the light of the Northern Stars for positioning.

It's a pity that the mouth of the disciple of the Seven Star Sword Sect is very tight, and even if he is dying, he does not reveal more information.

"It seems that I can only explore it myself!" Lin Feng Nannan said, his mind immersed in the misty compass. If you want to understand the mystery of the Misty Compass, it is obvious that refining it is the best choice.

In the middle of his thoughts, the spiritual power in Lin Feng's body exploded, converging into a vortex of spiritual energy, floating above his head.

But the next moment, the mutation broke out!

A huge suction force suddenly erupted from the mist compass, like a big mouth of blood, swallowing Lin Feng's consciousness into the inside of the mist compass.

Bang!

The scenery in front of Lin Feng's eyes changed suddenly, the desolate island, the endless blue waves all disappeared, and in its place was a pitch-black space, without any light, without any light.

But in the center of this space, there is a figure!

Star Desert River!

After seeing the figure of Xingmohe, Lin Feng's heart sank, and he suddenly understood what was going on in this space.

Divine Imprint!

In the misty compass, Xingmohe left a divine imprint. Once someone attempts to refine the Mist Compass, it will trigger the imprint of divine thoughts left by the Star Desert River.

Suddenly, Lin Feng was in a dilemma.

If he wanted to refine the Mist Compass, he would have to defeat the Star Desert River's Divine Mind Imprint. But once the imprint of divine thoughts dissipates, Xingmohe will perceive it, which means that he is exposed.

Lin Feng's face was gloomy and uncertain, and after his expression changed a few times, he decided that he still wanted to defeat Xingmohe's Divine Imprint and refine the Misty Compass, even if he exposed himself, there was no way to do it.

After making up his mind, the aura on Lin Feng's body burst out, and a palm blasted towards the Star Desert River, the scorching Xuanyang palm, the nine spiritual patterns in the palm kept flickering, and burst out with amazing power.

The battle of divine thoughts, like the ontological fighting method, is only the consequence of death, which is the dissipation of divine thoughts, and will not cause damage to the ontology in reverse.

Just as Xuanyang Palm was about to arrive, the Star Desert River in the void suddenly opened his eyes, and two rays of essence light burst out.

"Great Big Dipper Seven Star Sword!"

Xing Mohe swiped his fingers, and a brilliant sword light erupted from above his fingers.

At the moment when Xingmohe unleashed the Great Big Dipper Seven Star Sword, Lin Feng's face suddenly changed greatly, and his heart sank to the bottom.

Xingmohe, he has actually built a foundation!