Ling Feng, who was not ready to make a move, slowly got up, only to see him holding the magic sword, the magic sword was constantly trembling, and his eyes were still flashing with a thick killing intent.

"Who are you?" one of them asked, looking at Ling Feng in front of him.

The two of them were wearing armor and holding heavy swords, and their burly figures were obviously masters of close combat, but just as Ling Feng was standing in the air, the Snow Sakura City Lord was a little puzzled, and he looked at Ling Feng's gaze with a hint of thought.

Ling Feng's first feeling when he appeared was that he had known each other, but he had forgotten where he had seen it.

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that you will die today. Ling Feng looked at the two burly men with a hint of indifference in his voice.

The two of them were stunned for a moment, and glanced at each other, their eyes still flashed with a thick sense of disdain, they were the existence of the pinnacle of the Heavenly Realm, and the strong spiritual power and strong martial arts were that the already famous Snow Sakura City Lord had to retreat by three points, would they be afraid of a young man of unknown origin?

Of course they won't!

Looking at Ling Feng and the Snow Sakura City Lord, who had been seriously injured, the two burly men laughed, only to see one of the burly men looking at Ling Feng and saying indifferently: "As long as you turn around and kill the Snow Sakura City Lord, I can make you the deputy head of the Black Wind Bandit Group." ”

Ling Feng laughed, he glanced back at the Snow Sakura City Lord, there was still a hint of indifference in his eyes, only to see him lean forward, looked at the two burly men and said, "Your strength is indeed very good, but I forgot to tell you that back then, the Snow Sakura City Lord was able to fight against the lava giant beast with the Wind Yin Sword Head in the Flame Bone Mountain, and I, Ling Feng, can also wield a sword to kill you today." ”

The Snow Sakura City Lord was stunned for a moment, he remembered the young man in front of him, and remembered where he had seen him.

Just as the Snow Sakura City Lord was pondering, he saw an extremely powerful aura of destruction permeating the entire audience, and then the two burly men died instantly.

With a sword, the heavens and the earth will change dramatically, and all things will be destroyed, which is the true meaning of destruction and the true meaning of all things being destroyed.

"Snow Sakura City Lord, my name is Ling Feng, Lord of the Hall of the Remnant Realm, if you have anything in the future, you can ask the Yama Tavern for help. After Ling Feng finished speaking, he didn't care about the stunned Snow Sakura Lord, and left quickly.

It's not that he doesn't want to stay and catch up, it's just that the magic sword in his hand has suddenly changed, and he has to deal with this matter.

Ling Feng's speed was very fast, he directly found a hidden cave in the Black Wind Ridge, and then took out the magic sword behind him, with a hint of solemnity flashing in his eyes.

The magic sword, which was originally as black as ink, turned red at this time, but two extremely conspicuous fonts appeared on the sword body: Purple Death!

The purple sword had disappeared, originally this sword should have lost the sword spirit, but now the change of the magic sword made Ling Feng very puzzled, he didn't know what the change of the magic sword was, but he knew that the change of the magic sword was a huge benefit to him.

The body of the magic sword was all red, and his aura had risen a lot, which made his eyes flash with a strange look.

Evolve, the magic sword in his hand has evolved!

The Purple Demon Sword, which was originally just a mortal product, had completed its evolution at that moment and had become a king-level first-grade weapon, this seemingly simple evolution had once again bred the Purple Demon, but now Ling Feng didn't know it.

Zi Yan is Zi Yan, Zi Yan died with her sword, she is the sword, the sword is her, if one day, the Zi Yan Demon Sword becomes an artifact, she can leave the magic sword and become a life that can be cultivated.

Seeing that the magic sword had returned to its original state, Ling Feng also laughed, he was ready to go back to Lucheng, after coming out for so long, he should also go back to Lucheng.

There was one more thing he hadn't done in the Nine Netherworlds, and that was to find Reich, to find the woman in his heart.

In the Shenzhou Continent, she used her life to tell herself the cruelty of the cultivation world, she used her blood to tell herself her actions, she loved him, so she was not afraid of death.

Ling Feng never dared to forget the scene at that time, and the hot blood appeared in front of his eyes as if it were yesterday.

found Lei Xi, no matter whether there is news or not, he is going back to the Shenzhou Continent, in the Shenzhou Continent, his mother and sister are still waiting for him, and those friends are also waiting for him to return.

Now that he had made a decision, Ling Feng flew all the way to Lucheng, more than a hundred years ago, he had walked the same path, that time, he was only a cultivator in the early stage of the Heavenly Realm, and he had come out to practice. Today, following the same route, he returned to Lucheng, this time, it was he who chose to go back to find the whereabouts of Reich, and it was also the eve of leaving the Nine Netherworlds.

This back and forth, the difference between the artistic conception of heaven and earth.

After walking through the city. On this day, Ling Feng was flying on a strange land, when suddenly the sky slowly darkened, dark clouds covered the sun, and a trace of rain fell from the sky.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, almost forming a rain curtain, Ling Feng looked up at the sky, he hadn't seen such a big rain for a long time, and couldn't help but think of when he was in the Imperial Wind Sect, he was in the Xiaoyao Cave with Lei Xi, and the lightning and thunder outside, and the downpour suddenly fell.

At this time, lightning flashed through the sky, and in the rumbling, silver snakes danced wildly, which was very beautiful.

Ling Feng's body slowly fell, not using his spiritual power to disperse the rain, but at the same time as he fell, his right hand waved on the surrounding trees, and suddenly pieces of leaves condensed to form a leaf umbrella.

With an umbrella, Ling Feng walked between the strange mountains and forests, and after another domain, he could return to Lucheng, where forty thousand miles to the east was the city of that domain.

In the mountains and forests, the sound of rain is quite moving, especially not far ahead, there is an ancient temple, this temple has been abandoned, the original red paint gate, has been dim, there are some broken places above. Even the copper nails and copper rings on it were covered with dark rust, and at the edges, there was a hint of green.

The temple has not been seen much in Ling Feng's life, and it can even be said that it is extremely rare.

Looking at this temple, Ling Feng walked in, this is an ancient temple, there are no statues in the temple, only half of the foundation cushion like flower petals.

While observing, Ling Feng glanced sideways at the temple gate, and then stopped paying attention, but after observing for a while, he stood by the temple gate, looking at the rain outside, and mentioned the artistic conception of nothingness.

After a long time, bursts of shouting came from a distance, and I saw a few big men in robes, scolding and swearing quickly towards this temple.

"This hell weather, once it gets down, it's endless!"

"There's a temple in front, let's go in and take shelter, wait for a while when the rain is light, it's not too late for us to hurry!"

As he was talking, several people looked at Ling Feng in the temple from a distance, and they couldn't help but pause, looked at each other, and stopped talking, but walked towards the temple.

When he walked past Ling Feng's side, one of them took a step sideways, and his right hand seemed to gently slap Ling Feng, but the next moment, a person next to him drank lightly and pushed this person with his hand, turning away the attack.

The man turned around and snorted, then stopped talking and walked into the temple.

The five of them were in the temple, took off their robes, lit a bonfire, took out some food, and talked loudly while eating, but their eyes swept towards Ling Feng from time to time.

Ling Feng shook his head slightly, these five laymen in the Dan period had broken the artistic conception of this rainy night and wasted this atmosphere in vain. He sighed lightly, raised his steps, and was about to leave, when suddenly, Ling Feng's expression moved, and his gaze fell on the mountains and forests in the distance.

I saw a big man, wearing a thin shirt, walking here step by step, this person was not fast, but Ling Feng had a feeling of shrinking into inches, one moment this person was still far away, the next moment, he had already walked past Ling Feng and entered the temple.

The moment he passed by Ling Feng's side, the big man sighed lightly, his footsteps stopped after entering the temple, he glanced at Ling Feng carefully, showed his white teeth, and said with a gentle smile: "I didn't expect that in this small temple, I can actually see people in the Dao Realm, in Xia Mozhi, who is Your Excellency?"

People in the Dao realm are qualified to be called monks above the human realm, and those who have not entered the human realm and have not realized the Dao are the beginning of cultivation, and they are ant-like existences.

Ling Feng's eyes were calm, and he was secretly cautious in his heart, this person was really weird, he didn't have any spiritual power in his body, at first glance, it seemed to annoy mortals, but how could mortals see his identity, Ling Feng remained silent, clenched his fists slightly, and said: "People from the mountains and wilderness, there is no title, just call me Fenglin." ”

The big man's eyes showed a strange light, he glanced at Ling Feng with interest, and said with a smile: "Brother Fenglin, why don't you sit down, wouldn't it be hard for you and me to talk about it on this rainy night." ”

Ling Feng chuckled, sat cross-legged on the ground, took a sip of a wine jug with his right hand.

This fruit wine, this was taken out from the Great Emperor Dynasty, Ling Feng's inventory was not much, and if he could save it, he would save it, and he would drink less.

The big hatred laughed, sat down as well, and said: "Brother Fenglin's cultivation is amazing, if you are not mistaken, you should have reached the realm of artistic conception to lock the soul and break the void." ”

Ling Feng's heart moved, and he was even more vigilant about this person, but on the surface, he was calm as usual, and he just chuckled and avoided talking about it.

At this time, several big men beside the bonfire not far away, one of them laughed loudly and laughed: "What nonsense are you two talking about, we didn't understand a word, what kind of artistic conception locks the soul, and there is hope for breaking the void, isn't it crazy?"

Mo Zhi smiled slightly, and said: "Your Excellency's words are very true, the word crazy, it is very good to use, if it is not crazy, it is naturally difficult to understand the law of this avenue, if it is not crazy, who will seek the road of immortality, the so-called heavenly desire, there must be desire, this is the truth." ”

The big man by the bonfire frowned and scolded: "It's really a madman, Lao Tzu didn't understand a word." ”

Mo Zhi smiled dumbly, shook his head slightly, looked at Ling Feng, and said, "Brother Feng Lin understands?"

Ling Feng's eyes looked like he was smiling, and said: "Brother Tai has a mysterious meaning, I don't understand it, but the group fights think that the word crazy is not good to use, it is better to use idiot!"