Nangong Qixi turned his head and looked at the familiar face behind him, his eyes were complicated.

She was looking at him with a smile on her face.

Same as back then.

It was difficult for him to say that hurtful word, so he has been calling himself a friend for so many years.

I didn't expect it, a lot of it didn't happen.

"How's it going?"

In the end, I asked such a sentence.

The monk on the exposed had no choice but to hold his forehead.

You really don't understand me.

Lin Futian smiled and said nothing, just looked at the people in the air, calculating how many chances his side could have if he fought. And it's not just these people, but also some guys on the road who are eyeing it.

It's a bit sad.

But it doesn't hurt.

Now that he has come to Zhenling Mountain, the plan is half successful, and the rest is to slowly figure it out.

Everywhere in the world, wind and rain are coming.

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At the foot of Zhenling Mountain.

The moonlight was light, and the crowd gradually quieted down.

After finally removing those difficult blood-colored flowers, these "old people" who have not been out of the "door" for a long time have a sense of the rest of their lives, and their faces are uncertain. The red flowers they had just seen were obviously not any of the flowers they had ever seen, but they were able to eat away at the bones and suck blood, and they had a sense of continuity.

When did such a female monk appear in the world?

The man with the axe in his hand broke free from the flowers and vines that had turned black around him, "It's just a small skill of carving insects, this kind of trick, Lao Tzu can see it a lot." His eyes lit up, his upper muscles suddenly bulged, and his whole body doubled in size, making him even more menacing.

After all, although he is a martial artist, he has also reached the realm of a god!

"Let us go in or not, it's not up to you to have the final say!" The man carried the plate axe on his shoulder and looked down at Lin Futian and his party.

The old man with a lewd face stood aside and echoed with a smile: "Yes, if you want to fight, you will fight, and then enter the mountain after the fight, anyway, this is also a matter of time or time, it is the same outside the mountain and inside," the old man looked around and said with a smile: "Don't tell me that you can all watch others take the legendary treasure, who doesn't want it?" hahaha......" The old man rubbed his nose, "Since the big guy knows this, then he should also know," the old man's eyes shrank, and he continued: "We actually ......" He looked around, "It's not all the way." ”

Lin Futian smiled.

This old man doesn't seem to have any thoughts of being an enemy of his own group, probably thinking about living to the end and profiting from the fisherman, right?

The old man with a hat looked at the crowd that had become hesitant and sneered, the human heart is such a thing that cannot withstand scrutiny, cheap and slight.

He looked at Lin Futian and said, "Since we are not your real enemies, why should we go in?"

Lin Futian smiled, "You are really humorous," he looked at the old man, his eyes indifferent, "Don't understand people's words? He spoke flatly, no

Any ingredient that needs to be respected.

Just kidding? He's the one who used to be the "emperor"!

Although it is in the past, that heart has never flinched for so many years!

The murderous aura became clearly visible in the silver-white moonlight, turning into bright red "tentacles", writhing.

The old man with the hat on his head looked at the murderous essence that had been manifested, and became more and more worried.

How can such a young person have such a murderous aura that is enough to kill?!

The few people around him felt a little unexpected, it was the first time that these seniors, who were among the most powerful in battle, had seen such a cold murderous aura from a young man, and even more thick and thick than them of the older generation, full of hellish aura.

Luo Mei and the others were actually surprised, but they didn't expect Lin Futian to suddenly reveal his murderous essence.

The young monk with golden eyes looked at the "tentacles" on the edge of the forest burial sky, frowned, and then slowly folded his hands and moved his lips slightly.

The owner of the Flower Sea Island, a woman named "Changzhi", turned her head and said in surprise: "Why are you so powerful now?" she thought for a while and said, "Well, that's right, it's you who will be like this." ”

The monk on the show scratched his head, a little worried.

Lin Futian frowned, removed the hands stacked on the hilt of the sword, his left hand naturally drooped, and his right hand rested on the hilt of the sword again, the hilt of the sword was in the center of the palm of his right hand, and his fingers lightly tapped the hilt of the sword.

Nangong Qixi quietly leaned on the edge of the forest burial and asked, "Are you okay?"

Lin Futian said in a deep voice: "It's okay, but now you have to hurry, they ...... It's coming. ”

Nangong Qixi put away the folding fan, tapped his wrist lightly, and said with a smile: "It's easy to say!"

The smart brush instantly came to the side of Nangong Qixi, he unfolded the folding fan, and the originally white and objectless fan suddenly appeared one by one, as small as a fly, constantly floating on the fan surface. The pen seemed to suddenly become larger, and continued to draw black on the text that had already appeared on the fan.

"Changzhi" smiled and looked at the man who made her worry a lot, and after so many years, he still fascinated her by the demeanor he showed.

Many inks came from all directions, enveloping the "old people" in it, bit by bit, one by one, the formations bloomed, with those flowers that had not yet withered and vines that had turned dark black, entwining people.

It's some annoying spell again.

The old man's feet stomped down heavily, and the flames began to burn, and the vines and flowers gradually burned small holes, and they appeared charred black.

The vines and flowers quickly vanished, but there was no joy on the old man's face.

Burning these things wasn't too easy for him. He now has to work hard to treat these strangers, but he didn't expect that he would be a god, and he could let himself encounter this kind of thing, and experience this bad feeling of "there are people outside the world, and there are heavens outside the sky".

"Fire Elemental Body?" Nangong Qixi rubbed his chin and said with a smile, "Nice physique," he shook his head, as if he felt a little pity

"It's a pity that it's used in the wrong place, otherwise, you're really a big variable." ”

The old man snorted coldly and said, "Since the old man can be a god, how can he use it wrongly?!"

Nangong Qixi stretched out his fingers and shook them from side to side, "No, no, no, although heaven and earth recognize and crown you as a god, have you ever thought about why you have cultivated to this point, but God won't let you go to the Divine Domain and let you become a real god?" He put his finger on the side of his head and said with a smile: "Think about the truth of this carefully, and ask yourself if you are qualified to go there." ”

The old man was angry, he had been cultivating for many years, and he had always been admired by thousands of people and admired by many people, but he didn't expect to be pointed out that he was in the wrong place to cultivate the Tao, who could bear this?

A giant dragon composed of flames suddenly condensed in the sky, attacking Nangong Qixi, who was holding a folding fan in his hand.

The heavens and the earth were as bright as day, and the light of the fire reflected the clouds, and the sky was full of red light.

"Wrong is wrong, it's not that no one else says it, it's right. Nangong Qixi put away the folding fan.

Seeing this, "Changzhi" didn't panic at all, she just smiled and looked at the man's back, as if she saw this, she felt that everything was a trivial matter!

Thousands of golden words suddenly appeared from the ground, rushing towards the huge fire dragon, they all came from the book, and they are the words that have been passed down to this day in the world.

It can also be used as a sword when necessary!

The fire dragon was cut and shattered a dozen feet above the ground, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the fire dragon that broke out of thin air, the face of the old man called "Fire Man" became even more ugly. Although this is a fire dragon that he did casually, but it also uses seven points of strength, how can it be so vulnerable?

He was about to strike again, to teach the kid who was pretending to be a fan a lesson, the old man on the side of the hat held his wrist, the flames burning on him did not hurt the old man in the slightest, the "fire man" was stunned, how did this old guy cultivate and improve?!

The old man in the hat stepped forward and put his crooked fingers on the fishing rod, "In that case, then it doesn't hurt to fight," he looked around and smiled, "Everyone, whatever you think in your hearts, it's time to strike." ’

Anyway, the old man took the lead in rushing to the ground, the fishing rod in his hand came out of his hand, and fell to the ground, the moment it fell to the ground, the fishing rod disappeared suddenly, and the boiling sea water appeared on the ground, and the place within a radius of a few miles of Zhenling Mountain suddenly became a vast sea, and the sea level rose more than ten miles, taking the foot of Zhenling Mountain, and the two were connected together.

This neighborhood has completely become the realm of the old man, and in the "small world" he has created, he is the so-called master, whether to go to the realm of the gods or not, for the old man with a hat here, it is not very interesting.

Lin Futian and they stood on the surface of the sea, looking at the wide sea, the sea was shining with silver light, fluctuating with the reflection of the moon.

Unexpectedly, this old man named "Lin Dongge" actually had an object that was completely refined and comparable to an artifact. The "tentacles" on the edge of the forest burial sky were gathered at his feet, and he held them in his left hand

The Moon Pot Sword quietly looked at Wang Yang in front of him, his eyes becoming more and more indifferent.

Qin Sheng stroked the qin with both hands, still unwavering, he focused on playing the qin, so for him, nothing other than the qin could cause him any substantial interference.

The sound of the piano sounded, it was the song "Sky".

The sea is surging, and the heavens and the earth are discolored.

Dense droplets of water floated from the sea, agitating towards the old people who had just walked out of the "coffin".

Tens of millions of immortal flying swords suddenly appeared on the sea, and the amazing thing is that the sword intent on each flying sword is extremely strong, but this person is the Qin Saint?

"Long Branch" grinned, and with a flip of her palm, layers of flowers appeared in her palm, and she gently pushed it towards the crowd, and the flowers suddenly became huge, obscuring the moonlight, and then suddenly sank to the bottom of the sea, silently.

The old man looked at the bottom of the sea, and a white flower that he had never seen before was slowly blooming.

This flower skillfully "cut off" the old man's back hand to create this world, quietly.

His eyes were complicated, and he raised his head and shouted, "Guys, don't you make a move yet?!"

The old man with a lewd face flashed with lightning, and quickly appeared very close to Lin Futian and them, and the lightning flashed on the sea, not daytime, better than daytime.

The old man smirked.

The man with the huge plate axe in his hand quickly plunged the plate axe into the sea, and then suddenly lifted it, and a thick and long sea surface was lifted, blocking the "flying swords" that were stirring up.

The surface of the sea was smashed into countless puddles, and there was a loud rumbling sound in the air, like thunder falling to the ground.

The piano saint has no watch, and his hands are still plucking the strings.

The "Fire Man" fists together, splashing thousands of sparks, his eyes turned golden, the flames on it gradually changed, and a huge "fireball" fell into the sea, and then quickly rolled towards Lin Futian and his party.

The sea surface is steaming, and water vapor is constantly appearing in the air.

"You old dog, don't you know how to leave me some space?" said the woman of the dragon's genus angrily.

She had now fully revealed the true nature of the dragon, with a huge body, a head protruding from the clouds, and two bulging "small bags" on her head, shouting at the "fire man" on the sea.

The old man glanced at her, "What do I care about you!?"

Lao Jiao landed on the sea, and the steaming water vapor suddenly weakened a lot, and the inky black robe on her was melted into the scale armor at this time, and those golden dragons flocked to her eyes, making her eyes full of golden light, as bright as stars.

She opened her mouth and breathed, and the monstrous waves rolled towards them.

The exposed monk tugged at the corners of his mouth, clasped his hands, and looked at the huge fireball and the monstrous waves that followed.

A majestic golden Buddha statue suddenly appeared above the sea, the Buddha statue was angry, and the hands that were originally folded, one hand blocked the huge fireball that was rolling quickly, and the other hand overturned the monstrous waves.

The monk smiled, then quickly retracted his smile.

After pushing the fireball and the waves away, the huge Buddha statue suddenly folded its hands.

The golden light of the Buddha sprinkled on the surface of the sea and disappeared

Melted the offensive under the combined efforts of the crowd.

The huge flowers on the bottom of the sea bloomed more cheerfully, and the layers of petals gradually fell off, floating to all directions of the seabed, and everywhere they went, there were natural formations!

The old man wearing a hat put his fingers together and pointed to the forest burial sky.

Lin Futian frowned suddenly, but instead of looking at the old man, he looked in another direction.

On the sea in the distance.

A young man in a gray-white linen robe landed gently on the sea, his huge sleeves fluttering in the wind, and the wind around him was loud.

A huge crater appeared on the surface of the sea centered on him, and the sea water was pushed around by an invisible force.

The crater is getting bigger and bigger.

On the surface of the sea, a hurricane suddenly appeared that destroyed the city.

Not only those "old people", but even Lin Futian felt the huge wind pressure brought by this person.

If you get close to him, you might be crushed by that terrible pressure!

And this man, who had put tremendous pressure on the battlefields on both sides, just looked around blankly, as if he was looking for something.

At the corner of his mouth, there was a brown stain left by roasted chicken thighs.

Did you just eat a chicken leg?