What's going on here? Somebody has solved this mystery.

It turned out that Ling Feng escaped from a plum blossom and hid in the shadow of the thick pine needles, deliberately playing tricks on Feng Motou, picking a needle leaf casually, shooting it out with the technique of flying flowers and picking leaves, and drilling into his sleeping hole.

After Feng Mo woke up, he jumped up, he looked at it, there was no movement above his head, he didn't know what to do, he was stunned.

Ling Feng picked a pine cone and flicked it hard, smashing it towards its top center, and Feng Motou Tianling smashed a bulge on the cover.

Feng Motou was not very reluctant, and he was determined to grab a plum blossom.

At this time, Ling Feng tore off a withered rod with his hand, broke it into two, he flew with both hands, the round end of the thick rod was aimed at Feng Mo's head, and the two shoulders were smashed off.

Spinning it, Ling Feng broke off a pine branch and swept it on the back of Feng Mo's head.

Feng Mo's head was in pain, if he continued to toss like this, wouldn't he want his own life, he wanted to be a white-footed civet cat, so he flew away and absconded.

Ling Feng casually sent out two small pine branch poles and hit Feng Mo's thigh before falling to the ground.

Feng Mo bent his head and knee to hit the flying rod, the acupoint on his leg was sealed and fell to the ground, in order to escape from death and live an old life, he silently recited the demon trick, and suddenly, a plum blossom poem appeared in front of his eyes: "Iron bones and ice heart are proud of the wind, the ground is cold and dark and fragrant; The clouds are fluttering, the water is heavy, the peaks and dais have no scenery and the sky is colorful; the mountain high road is cut off and the sound of the countryside is broken, and I am afraid that the twilight is thick. ”

The first half of the poem is a kind of plum blossom unstubborn spiritual realm and proud spirit.

The second half of the poem seems to be a person alone in the mountains, with a sense of loss and a lonely state of mind.

In the first half of the poem, two completely different mental conceptions are revealed.

Feng Motou was inspired by the artistic conception in the poem, either he had a tenacious mentality and was born after death, or he was lonely and lost his resistance and died, and the two completely different states of mind were hovering in his mind.

After Ling Feng had played tricks on Feng Motou, he held a plum blossom in his hand, and then flew down the tree.

Feng Mo's head suddenly had a magical power, opened the joint acupoint, and jumped up on a dry land, and the arrow rushed like an arrow, turning into a magic shadow, and shooting towards the street in the city.

Ling Feng came down to the tree, and saw that Feng Motou had such magic skills, and he could use his skills to rush to the cave to solve himself, this person should not be underestimated, he could have killed him, who knows, the boiled duck flew away!

Ling Feng was holding a plum blossom, and he rushed to chase it like the wind, flying down on the fighting arena.

Feng Motou commanded the plum blossom formation, drove the demonic beasts to rush, and the five-petal sharp blade attacked the Shaolin monks.

Ling Feng stood in formation, he bit a kind of plum blossom, the fire flashed out with his two palms, a thunderclap sounded, and the five fireballs of "Peng ......" were thrown one after another, rolling and floating towards the plum blossom array.

Once the plum blossom formation is launched, it starts the formation and circles and rushes forward, turning like a windmill, sending out a circle of wind, giving birth to a centripetal force, and the fireball is pressed against the formation and cannot fall.

In the plum blossom formation, a sharp blade was composed of the teeth of the demonic beast, and under the sunlight, it emitted white rays one after another, and it was swept towards Ling Feng.

Ling Feng threw out five fireballs, floating above the plum blossom array and falling down.

Ling Feng rubbed his hands together and ignited a large fireball, which he held in the palm of his hand, bounced up on his toes, and rushed towards the plum blossom array with a vertical leap.

Feng Mo raised his hand, the plum blossom formation, a petal, was composed of the Tyrannosaurus Demon Dragon, and they all rose up together and greeted Ling Feng.

A petal, breaking away from the plum blossom array, rushed away like a whirlwind.

The five fireballs seemed to have spirit surnames, and they flew up with the wind together, forcibly intercepting the Tyrannosaurus Demon Dragon.

Five fireballs exploded in the Tyrannosaurus Demon Dragon's Rush, "Crack, Crack!" Five loud bangs in succession, causing blood to splash and flesh to scatter.

"Whew!" the Tyrannosaurus rex let out a roar.

At the same time, Ling Feng floated to the sky above the plum blossom array, and the fireball in his palm slammed down, and it was stuffed into the plum blossom array.

"Boom!" There was a loud explosion, which made the skin of the demon open and the screams rang out for a long time.

Feng Motou saw that Ling Feng had flown over the Plum Blossom Array, and knew that he was invincible, so he took the Demon Phoenix, the Demon Eagle, the Demon Bear, and the Demon Leopard, and retreated a little back dozens of feet.

After the thunder in Ling Feng's palm detonated, it caused the demon disciple to cry wolf, like a rain of blood, falling from the sky.

Anger rose in Feng Motou's heart, he silently recited the demon trick, commanded the demon phoenix, the demon eagle, the demon bear, and the demon leopard, and surrounded Ling Feng, intending to decide the victory and defeat in one fell swoop and kill the powerful opponent.

"Wow!" The fierce birds and demonic beasts surrounded Ling Feng in the middle, the bright wings of bright wings, the flying wings were sharp like winged knives, and the teething teeth were sharp like sharp blades.

"Good coming!" Ling Feng shouted, his body shuttling among the fierce birds and beasts, his hands clapping one after another, and a puff of fireworks flew in all directions.

The Demon Phoenix, the Demon Eagle, the Demon Bear, and the Demon Leopard, all well-trained, quickly dodged the fireworks and flew off, surrounding Ling Feng tightly, consuming his power and energy.

The Tyrannosaurus Demon Dragon, who was blown up, also turned around and rushed straight forward, opening his teeth and dancing his claws, and his murderous surname was even worse.

This group of fierce birds and demonic beasts is powerful, brutal and fierce encircled Ling Feng, the fierce birds soared up and down in the air, and the demonic beasts swooped high and rolled on the ground, all the time fighting in the arena.

Ling Feng took a deep breath, slapped out one palm after another, the flames flew in all directions, the fierce birds and demonic beasts were extremely fierce, repelling a batch and making up for a batch, it was simply innumerable.

Ling Feng leaned over, and the Tyrannosaurus Demon Dragon, Demon Bear, and Demon Leopard squeezed and jumped up, "Whew!" and pounced on it with a roar.

The demon phoenix and the demon eagle spread their wings and flew up, squeezing them from above.

Ling Feng was surrounded by fierce birds and monsters, he rushed left and right and couldn't get out, he rushed there and gathered around, he was not afraid of danger, he transported Xuan Gong to the limit, and a strong current protected his body.

Fierce birds and demonic beasts, unable to get close to Ling Feng's body, wandered around dozens of zhang away.

Ling Feng was trapped in the plum blossom array by the fierce birds and demonic beasts, and he couldn't rush out of the encirclement.

Feng Motou was ecstatic in his heart, this person was a martial artist, and he had to be torn apart by fierce birds and monsters, and he couldn't escape the fate of death.

Ling Feng was in a critical state, unable to escape the fierce attack of the fierce beast, he turned the current to the extreme, and his body turned into a raging fire.

Ling Feng's body shrank into nothingness, burrowed into a plum blossom, and with a flash of red light, he rushed out of the flames and drifted away in a puff of smoke......

The flames continued to heat up, reaching more than 1,000 degrees Celsius.

"Bang!" There was a loud explosion, and the fierce birds and monsters exploded into a blur of flesh and blood, and the corpses flew all over the sky, like a heavy rain of blood.

Feng Motou stood a few feet away, and when he saw this big explosion, he was also so frightened that the three souls went out of his body, and the six spirits flew away, and his face turned white with shock, and he almost lost his breath a little.

Feng Motou secretly thought, the skill of the comer is amazing, and the internal power fire has evolved into a fire, it can be seen that the strength of the skill is unprecedented, looking at the entire rivers and lakes, it is indeed unparalleled in the world, and now it is okay! This person Yuanyang was blown up together, becoming a smear of ashes, I don't know where it fell?