Among the six holy sons, Susansuo is the absolute earth-level realm, and among the five people other than him, the highest cultivation is Yun Huasheng, which is the existence of the ground-level primary, and the other four have more or less touched the comprehension of heaven and earth, and they are the most pinnacle existence of the saint-level spirit masters.

"Heavenly Desolate Treasure Map!" Beyond Susanso's infinite seven veins, a treasure map overflowed, and above that treasure map, there was a desolation!

This picture reveals a touch of desolation, and when this desolation reaches the extreme, it is - "desolate"!

Only Susansuo's own vast veins of mountains and seas can release such a thorough mountain and sea rope, this kind of "wilderness" has some extremely deep weakening effects on the spirit master, this is the "wilderness" of the wasteland, the flood and the great wilderness, desolate, decaying, desolate and depressing, it is the first time that Ning Feng has encountered a spiritual treasure with such numerology and essence!

Just as Ning Feng grasped the root of Xuanhuang, so did Susanso!

On the treasure map of the heavenly wilderness, it seems that the feelings of the wanderings have been realized, the wild temperament has been realized, the wind is blowing happily, and the leaves are desolate, such as the feelings of drinking, and the happiness and sorrow are alternately accessible, and there are many things.

Ning Feng indulged in that world, reading and thinking about the essence of "wilderness", inexplicably, it was not strange to him.

But where would the six holy sons who swore to kill Feng Lin'er give Ning Feng a chance, the saint-level spiritual veins and earth-level spiritual veins had never been so cheap as they were now, and they were rushing towards Ning Feng one by one. The Sons of the Sacred Domain are undoubtedly the strongest disciples of the Divine Beast Garden, and the beasts under their spiritual veins are only rare in the world, and they are the essence of the essence of the Sacred Domain!

Ning Feng's previous display in front of Feng Lin'er was more of a joint release of emotions and reserves, and now against the six holy sons, the combined force of the six people is several times the power of Feng Lin'er, where does Ning Feng dare to pave and fight, and immediately pull back from everywhere, where it should fall, condense the Xuanhuang body!

Looking at Ning Feng after the moment, stepping on the bandit dragon, holding the Luo Sheng umbrella in his left hand, and holding the Xuanhuang Gate with his right hand, the rest of the existences related to Xuanhuang have been eliminated.

Yun Huasheng suddenly shouted: "Ning Feng! You are a disciple of the Divine Garden comparable to the Holy Son, and you will definitely have a bright future! You should not be ruined by anything extraneous about it! I will give you one last chance to hand over Fenglin'er!"

Ning Feng looked at the six people coldly, "He has an important thing about me!"

"That doesn't belong to you!" said one of the Holy Sons, his face palpitating again.

"Hahaha!" Ning Feng laughed, and before he could put away his smile, the bandit dragon suddenly launched, accompanied by a dragon roar like a hole breaking through the sea, Ning Feng in the state of full Xuanhuang body gave the bandit dragon the greatest blessing, as if he had been transferred to the ancient Xuanhuang era, at this moment, he was dressed in dark gold dragon scales like golden edges, and it looked as if several long dragons were superimposed together, and his aura was far beyond before!

Under that dragon roar, the army of sea beasts controlled by the dragon descending spell suddenly flew away, bursting out of the spirit element one by one, releasing a stronger coercion! The bandit dragon actually simulated a crazy move such as the spirit explosion technique with the depth control of the dragon descending spell!

Among these sea beasts, there are water leeches and dragons, all of which are a bit of dragons, and their spirit elements are not much weaker than the original handiwork of Hai Daan. The six Holy Son spirit beasts have all been sacrificed, where would they have thought that the bandit dragon would directly hit the spirit explosion, and they would stop frantically one by one, but it was too late.

In a burst of fierce roars, the bandit dragon held Ning Feng and suddenly rushed out of the encirclement of the six holy sons, the bandit dragon no longer had that hangy expression, the whole dragon was serious, "Next time, I will definitely kill you instantly!" The bandit dragon's voice also became much thicker, and his dark red eyes were full of murderous aura.

"This time, you're dead!" The Heavenly Desolate Treasure Map suddenly pressed, even if it was dozens of miles apart, above one man and one dragon, the mountains roared, the flowing water roared, and there was a touch of substantiated slaughter, like a maggot on the tarsal bones lingering.

The bandit dragon immediately slowed down, Ning Feng's deep eyes were fierce, and the bandit dragon suddenly had a spiritual explosion, although the trauma was extremely strong, but it was not enough for Su Sansuo.

There is also cloud metamorphosis.

The two earth-level powerhouses, the existence of the Seven Natal Beings, the mountain-like heavy beast power and the Heavenly Desolate Treasure Map pressed down together, forcing Ning Feng to a freeze.

In the second force of the sea, Feng Lin'er laughed: "The shameless faces competing for interests are competing for the baby, but they are high-sounding and ridiculous!"

Mu Xinyan shook her head and smiled, her face immediately became a little cold: "I think you must have a past that you can't forget." ”

Feng Lin'er smiled: "What if there is? What if not? If it weren't for the treasure, he would have joined forces with the people of the Holy Land and killed me!"

"If you still say such things at this time, I think he must be very cold. Mu Xinyan smiled bitterly, "This space is his, if he really has any thoughts about your baby, do you think you can still live until now?"

"Hmph!" Feng Lin'er snorted, "You're just a captive, say such things, do you fall into his demons?"

Mu Xinyan said with a smile: "It's you who are extremely deeply demonic, if you still have a little bit of nature, then think about everything before, Ning Feng has done the ultimate to you." ”

Feng Lin'er looked indifferent: "Haha! I don't care about you as a woman, you say that I have no nature, then I have no nature, in this place where people can be slaughtered, there is no point in saying anything!"

"Amitabha. At this moment, the little monk Feng Mi chanted a Buddhist saying, "As the core of the three thousand worlds, I, Feng Mi, respectfully tell the donor, but Ning Feng has no intention of killing you." The relationship between the donor and Na Ning Feng is extraordinary, and sooner or later he will be released, and I hope that the donor will give him good thoughts when the time comes, and let the little monk return to the big world. ”

Feng Lin'er thought at first that this motionless guy was a sculpture white baby, but this time he opened his mouth to know that he was a big living person, and listening to his words, he was still a disciple of Bodhi, so he immediately smiled contemptuously and said: "You should tell me, how to give good thoughts?"

"Little monk, I know you well. ”

In an instant, Feng Lin'er and Mu Xinyan's faces changed together, and Feng Mi suddenly closed his palms, and an extremely strange scripture came out of his head, and the runes on it rushed unstoppably, and through Feng Lin'er's eyebrows, directly into the sea of power!

The power of Feng Mi, Feng Lin'er has never heard of before, and this time he was pierced into the sea of power, and its repulsive power can be imagined. In just an instant, the whole body of the wind forest gave birth to a large area of Bodhi branches and leaves, and after a while, the wind forest became extremely rich, and the body was surrounded by Bodhi branches and leaves, and the whole person turned into a Bodhi tree!

"Ning Feng donor, the little monk gives you a stick of incense time, if you don't let me out, this little donor will probably turn into Bodhi!" Feng Mimi's face was slow and he slowly sat under the "Bodhi tree", and he thought together, looking detached.

Ning Feng was struggling under the coercion of Su Sansuo and Yun Huasheng, and he had not yet come out of the quagmire, and the sudden arrival of the wind made Ning Feng even more difficult to care about. The Bodhi tree has deep roots and thick leaves, and it is also the means of Bodhi disciples, and Ning Feng has to unravel it without much difficulty.

What Ning Feng didn't expect was that this wasn't the end!

In the distance, the spirit flags are vast, and each spirit flag is a strange blue, as if the sea has flowed into the air, and the waves have covered the sun and the moon.

The thirty-five flag masters of the South China Sea, other than the Zhenbo Banner Lord, are all here!

At the same time, four other sons have also arrived!

The head of the thirty-six banner masters, named Bo Yunwu, this person's spirit flag is the darkest color, and it is particularly eye-catching in the huge sea of spirit flags.

The Thirty-six Banner Lords and the Nine Great Saints are the backbone of the South China Sea and the Divine Beast Garden, and the enemies should be very angry when they look at each other. But tonight, everyone stood still, and all eyes were on Ning Feng.

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