"You say......" Jinchen grabbed Lin Feng by the collar and forced him to look at him, "What did I just ask you?" ”

[Where did you get that?] That's right. Lin Feng looked at Jinchen a little blankly, completely unable to understand why Jinchen's face suddenly turned ugly.

Jinchen's pupils narrowed and enlarged, enlarged and narrowed, staring at Lin Feng as if he wanted to see him through.

But she looked at it for a long time, and she couldn't see that Lin Feng had any appearance of lying.

Syllable.

She let go of Lin Feng and pushed him away with all her might.

turned around, pinched his fists so that his finger bones snapped, and walked quickly towards Zishen.

"Oh, Miss Jinchen looks like she's in a bad mood." Zishen looked at Jinchen's right hand and smiled casually.

At the same time as Jinchen walked over, she had already popped the bottle she had caught earlier. The sharp shards of the bottle pierced into her palm, and were again blocked by a pitch-black film.

Of course, a fragment of a bottle couldn't hurt her, but she absorbed the essence blood when she held it in her hand? Don't you have to swallow it?

It's so convenient.

"So you let me vent my grievances!"

As he spoke, a cloud of smoke and dust exploded in the place where Jinchen was before.

Brush! A gust of wind blew, and a cloud of smoke and dust rose ten meters to the right of Zishen, and just as he looked to the right, another cloud of smoke and dust rose on his left side.

It's so fast, much faster than when she fought with Lin Feng all the way.

Brush!

A figure appeared eight meters in front of the sub-god.

In the next moment, the smoke and dust flew, and the figure disappeared.

It's just that although the figure is fast, the sub-god is also very human, and he still sees the true face of the figure.

Then, a deep question arose in his mind:

Who is "it"?

Yes, it.

Although it was only for a short moment, Zishen could still see clearly, it was not Miss Jinchen, but a person covered with pitch-black scales, thick lower limbs, hands like blades and claws, and four hooks on his back, was it a leg or a hand or a knife or something? And the head is still a monster of pitch black flames.

What's that?

Brush.

Another cloud of smoke and dust rose from behind the sub-god.

Who is this?

After a quick glance, another question appeared in Zishen's heart.

This time, what he saw was still not Jinchen, but one, one ...... A woman who made him feel indescribable.

She's beautiful, how beautiful is she?

Well, just a quick glance, Zishen felt that his long-sealed heart began to beat for a long time.

Thankfully, she only showed up for a moment. Zishen thought so: One more second, and I will definitely fall in love with her.

It's just that just when he thought so, he felt a deep sense of loss.

Why did she only appear for a moment? Who is she? Where did she come from?

I really want to see her again......

brush, another figure quickly flashed by the side of the sub-god.

This time he saw clearly, it was the real Miss Jinchen.

However, isn't Miss Jinchen silver-haired, why did he see a black hair just now? Even the eyelashes are black.

Wait, eyebrows, hair, eyelashes, these things seem to be black in the first place to be the normal color?

Huhuhuhu-

As Jinchen ran, more and more sand and dust were raised, and a wall of wind and sand gradually formed between Zishen and Lin Feng.

Buzz Buzz......

The wind and sand turned faster and higher, and gradually, a yellowish tornado storm appeared here.

"Miss Jinchen's speed is really getting more and more amazing." Li Wenshu sighed with emotion, "How do you think she compares to those ancient geniuses?" ”

"Probably on par with the top geniuses." Lin Feng replied.

"I have heard that the cultivation god slashes the heavenly immortals, I don't know if Miss Jinchen's condensation realm has a chance to kill a half-immortal."

"I think her strength is enough, the key depends on whether any unlucky half-immortals happen to be met by her. And I think Miss Jinchen is much better than those ancient geniuses. Li Wenshu smiled.

"You see, you and I both know that in the realm of cultivating gods, some extremely talented beings can step into the [Soul Immortal Realm], as long as they can step through the [One Step Soul Immortal], he will break through the Great Realm one day, and this person will be able to directly reach the second stage of the Half Immortal. I think that the existence of [Soul Immortals] has obviously exceeded the scope of cultivating gods, even if they are regarded as half-immortals, there is no problem. Although it is recorded in the history books that the saint once cultivated the gods and killed the heavenly immortals, who can say for sure whether he is [cultivating the gods] or [soul immortals]. ”

"But Miss Jinchen is different, she can undoubtedly condense the spirit and cut half an immortal. At this point, I think she is better than the young saint! ”

"You say, how nice it would be if Miss Jinchen was an enemy with Gu Shen......"

"Huh." Lin Feng hooked his lips and said with a smile: "Maybe you can try to ask next time, in case you have a chance~"

For this proposal, Li Wenshu just laughed it off.

None of them had thought about this, they had never thought about this, they had always tacitly assumed that Jinchen was cultivated by Gu Shen, in that case, how could Jinchen be hostile to Gu Shen.

Even they themselves felt a slight sense of disobedience.

Yes, people who were crushed by themselves a few hours ago can now crush themselves.

This kind of person, does he really need to be cultivated by Gu Shen?

Can this kind of person be cultivated?

Is Gu Shen worthy?

It's just that this thought only appeared in their minds for a moment, and then quickly faded away.

The word "true immortal" put too much pressure on them, so that they never thought that "true immortal" is not omnipotent.

WhewW......

Jinchen was still running around the sub-god, she ran faster and faster, faster and faster, and finally, it seemed that gravity no longer had any restraint on her, she ran diagonally from the ground to the air for a while, and then rushed down from the air in a circle.

Gradually, the wind she set off became stronger and stronger, and Lin Feng, who was watching the battle from afar, actually floated up from the ground at this time, swaying towards the huge tornado storm.

"it!" Lin Feng cursed, and hurriedly stabbed his sword into the ground and fixed his body.

"What is Miss Jinchen doing?" Lin Feng held the hilt of the sword in one hand and looked back.

The tornado spun faster and faster, and the suction became stronger and stronger, and some of the surrounding flowers and trees were uprooted at this time, swept into the storm, and stirred into slag.

"Let's stay away." Lin Feng's aura urged, forcibly breaking the absorption force of the tornado, and frantically jumped out for dozens of kilometers.

And at this time, inside the storm, the sub-god was also torn by the storm at this time, swaying left and right.

Generally, the interior of a tornado is windless.

So if you're lucky enough and a tornado happens to form around you, it can destroy everything around you but not hurt you.

But that's often not the case now, because the wind moves.

Unless you can keep the same speed and direction as the wind all the time, you will definitely be torn apart by the storm.

But can man outrun the wind? Can one predict the direction of the wind?

No!

The same is true of the Son God.

Jinchen wasn't just circling around him, she was closer to him here and closer to him there, which also caused the storm's suction on him to appear here and there.

Wild storms are elusive, and so are Jinchen's man-made storms.

Finally, when Jinchen ran for a full three minutes, Zishen suddenly felt a lightness under his feet.

Oops.

At the moment when this thought came to him, the terrifying suction force lifted him up and threw him into the sky.

"Quack—"

A pitch-black monster burst out of the storm, claws like swords, and stabbed straight at the sub-god.

Damn, there's nowhere to borrow, there's no way to dodge.

Syllable.

Zishen put his hands together in front of him, holding the claw steadily.

By the time he grabbed the claws, the monster's nails were about to pierce his heart, just two centimeters away.

"Don't underestimate me." Zishen sneered, and the invisible fluctuations invaded the body of the monster in front of him, and he was about to make its aura disappear.

Puff puff!

The sound of four sharp blades entering the body.

Behind the monster, something that I don't know if it was a sword, a sword, or a bone, slashed in front of him, cracking four bright red marks on his chest.

"You're looking for death!" He threw his fist and was about to fight back, but the monster didn't like to fight, and with a single blow, he turned and retreated, returning to the storm.

Syllable.

This time, it was Jinchen who jumped out of the storm and kicked him hard in the side.

The force of this kick was so great that he felt the blood in his chest rolling.

"Bastard!" He raised his hand to fight, and Jinchen once again merged into the whirlwind.

Rumble!

Someone attacked him from a high altitude and stomped on his back, stepping him straight down more than ten meters.

But soon the man who had attacked him disappeared again, and he was pulled up again by the suction of the storm, and was fixed high in the air.

"Quack!"

"Take my punch!"

[Dead.] ］

Attacks came from almost all directions, one after another, and smashed firmly on him one after another.

He was very aggrieved and angry, but he was tightly bound by the storm, unable to hide or fight.

After being attacked several times in a row, he finally forced himself to calm down.

Knowing that I could absorb the aura, he planned to bind me into the air and kill me quickly.

Miss Jinchen is such a good idea.

But don't underestimate me!

I am the Son God, the Son God who has lived for more than 3,300 years.

I've seen much more destruction, I've seen more talent than you think!

Now, let you see the metamagnetic sage - the cathode and anode magnetic array.

Zishen took a deep breath and held his hands in front of him in a strange seal.

"Tao begets one, life gives birth to two, two begets three, and three begets all things."

He made a seal with both hands and spread it out, spread it out and made a seal again, and so on three times, and then walked up with one hand and down with the other, drawing a Tai Chi pattern in front of him.

"Town."

He re-knotted his hands and shouted.

At this moment, a giant Taiji diagram with a radius of three miles suddenly emerged from the sky and slowly suppressed it.

With the fall of Taijitu, Jinchen's storm suddenly collapsed inch by inch like spring snow meeting hot oil.

Even she herself was affected by the Taiji Diagram at this time, and her figure suddenly appeared in the void.

"Heavenly Spirit Wings." She let out a low cry, and her wings appeared behind her and fluttered her wings.

But the wings, which were usually extremely fast, were like carrying a mountain on their backs today, vibrating several times in a row, and they only flew one meter high with Jinchen.