"Wind Alliance Master, what a great majesty."

In the southeast corner, a deep voice could be heard from afar.

Feng Lan was slightly stunned, and said in his heart: What a strong sonic immortal technique.

It is rumored that there is a school of thought in the Xiuzhen Realm that controls and controls sound waves, known as "immortal arts", which has always been mysterious.

This cultivation is complete, and it can take people's heads thousands of miles away, and it can kill people invisibly at close range.

The cultivation technique of Elder Xiong of the Buyue Immortal Sect is a kind of technique between body refining and immortal arts.

Feng Lan fought with a strong man in the Foundation Building Realm who cultivated similar techniques in the ancient city, and unexpectedly learned that the Immortal Cultivation Method of the Buyue Immortal Sect was this one, so he dared to face Elder Xiong and kill him. The risks involved are known only to him.

It was in the adventures of life and death that he grew up, deeply comprehended the immortal magic he cultivated again and again, and even had an epiphany of the true meaning of cultivating the true Dao.

It's just that Feng Lan didn't know that the one who was really good at sonic immortal art was the Heavenly Dragon Palace, which was also a five-positive one.

It is only because of the sonic immortal technique of the Heavenly Dragon Palace, after more than ten generations of elites who have perfected it, it has been collectively called the "Buddha Yin" category, which is a system of its own.

"Wind Alliance Lord, killing the Quartet, it is really a heroic heavenly posture." A voice as loud as a bell came from the south, "Wormbeard City, Tuhai worships."

"Is that him?"

Feng Lan's right hand trembled slightly.

Although Tuhai is the foundation of the Great Perfection, he is the chief scoop of the 36th hole of the Worm Whisker City, and runs the No. 72 dart board.

He monopolizes eighty percent of the dart business in the entire Taiming Continent.

This person is brave and brave, and he has a strange skill that spans the world, and he has few opponents.

It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that he has killed five Jindan Realm and two Yuan Ying Realm.

Although Fenglan was very skeptical about this matter, he inquired around, and everything seemed to be true.

In fact, this is also the reason why he dared to challenge the Jindan Realm with the cultivation of the Foundation Realm - what others can do, why can't I do it?

"Wind Alliance Lord, long admiration, long admiration."

Five voices came from the southwest, west, north, northeast, and east at the same time, saying the same thing.

Fenglan's heart trembled violently.

The voice and breath of the man in the east, Feng Lan seemed to have encountered it there, and he couldn't remember it for a while.

In the blink of an eye, the seven masters came from seven directions, plus the northwest position occupied by the two of Yun Zhongxian and Jingyun, the ghost officials on the ground and the Nine Dragons of the Water, Fenglan was suddenly surrounded tightly.

The seven masters who came from behind, Feng Lan didn't know any of them, and they didn't know anything about the other party's magic and immortal powers.

has always been Fenglan hiding in the shadows and calmly dealing with others.

Now, facing the unknown powerhouse, Fenglan's palms can't help but sweat.

Even in the battle with the demons on the embers sea, there was no such powerful oppressive power.

"Juniors, meet your seniors."

The wind was loud and clear, and there was no fear at all.

"Yes, yes, yes.

The Zhangtian faction, under the hard work of the old immortals of the Holy Rune, cultivated talents, accumulated thick and thin, and its internal strength was already above the four factions of Yuanshi, Tianlong, Tianjian, and Lingxiao.

The seven sons of the sect are all talents, especially the seven disciples of the Wind Alliance.

It's amazing, it's amazing."

The young man in the lupine towel in the east said loudly.

Feng Lan looked over, his eyes were like electricity, and he was full of light.

Only at this moment, Fenglan was completely fearless.

As long as someone dares to insult the master or the master, no matter who the other party is, there is only a decisive battle.

"What the monk said is true.

The Lord of the Wind Alliance, at a young age, is already familiar with the Wind and Snow Sutra, and has also cultivated the Taoist true method in the Twenty-Eight Styles of the Twenty-Eight Sects of the Sect of Zhangtian, which is not rare and comparable.

The Lord of the Wind Alliance, commanding the heroes in the snowy region, winning successive battles, and making immortal miraculous feats for the human race, still showing the heroic spirit of elegance."

The thin middle-aged Taoist priest in the west said in a deep voice.

The wind looked at the man

's back was arched high, his face was yellow, as if he had been poisoned, and he said in his heart: This person must be a poisonous cultivator, so be more careful.

"Seniors, you came from afar, presumably not to make a fuss." Feng Lan said in a deep voice, "If you have any advice, the juniors should listen."

"We have great respect for the Heavenly Sect and the Holy Rune Old Immortal, and we even admire the Wind Alliance Master." Tu Hai said in a voice as thick as a bell, "Today, the seven of us are here in the hope of persuading the Wind Alliance Lord to cancel his plan to go north and not to put his hand into the north of Dafeng City."

"What if I didn't!" Feng Lan sneered, "For the Heavenly Sect, it's just to take back the rivers and mountains that the ancestors used their blood to fight in the past. If it's in your way, it's probably in my way. Moreover, since you dare to come today, I have no choice but to write a note for you, and the interest for 10,000 years cannot be paid in one lump sum by a spirit crystal."

When Fenglan speaks, he is heroic and dry, showing the demeanor of the owner and the owner.

The person who came was obviously prepared, not in a hurry, not in a hurry, and his demeanor was calm and quite in the demeanor of everyone.

"The rivers and lakes are not about fighting and killing, but about the sophistication of human feelings.

If killing could really solve the problem, the Wind Alliance Lord would not have the pain and troubles he has now.

There are hundreds of people, and the shape is ***.

Everyone has different "appeals", which is very normal and fully understood.

As long as everyone is willing to sit down and talk, in the spirit of "persuasion", "discussion", "promotion" and "peace", there will always be a better solution."

The man from the south said leisurely.

"Yes." Feng Lan nodded and said, "As long as you explain why the White Palm Heavenly Sect can't cross the Great Feng City, Feng will definitely consider it carefully. On the other hand, if it is just a matter of using words to cover up the unreasonableness of nonsense with outward reasoning, everyone must know how to resolve disputes."

"Fenglan is willing to resolve the dispute in a peaceful and peaceful manner, but will never promise not to resort to force to resolve the dispute." Feng Lan said loudly.

"Isn't the vast sea of embers enough for the Heavenly Sect to monopolize it?"

The young nun on the north side answered.

"So, how much land do you seven need to occupy to be enough?"

Feng Lan asked rhetorically, and said in his heart: This nun should be a monk from the Northern Regions of Emei Peak?

Feng Lan was not sure, but vaguely remembered that there was a group of seven people in the snowy region dressed as nuns.

At that time, someone mentioned that it was a person who was scattered in the Ice Peak of Emei, and there was no sect, but his inner cultivation power was not bad. Z.br>

"Could it be that the seven are for ordinary people all over the world?"

Fenglan was flexible in his mind and immediately took the initiative, with a cold smile on his face.

Each of the seven looked at each other, and the others frowned.

"You don't have to be too deliberate." Feng Lan laughed, "Since it is the Huang shopkeeper of the Immortal Society, I invite the seven of you to go out of the mountain, first, to prove that Fenglan's head is very valuable, and second, to prove that Fenglan is right to dominate Tiannan."

"You......" The shrunken face in the northeast corner was in a state of flux, "a slippery little thief."

"Seven, together, or have you been taught one by one?"

Fenglan was happy in his heart, and he was really right.

He already has a good understanding of the Immortal Society.

The six old shopkeepers of the Immortal Society, the strange old man surnamed Huang Mingming is active.

He will definitely take action as soon as possible and send elite soldiers to deal with Fenglan.

Fenglan's purpose is to defeat the Immortal Society, how can there be any reason to retreat.

The seven people all wondered, how could Fenglan know about such a confidential matter? With the status of Huang Lao's shopkeeper, he will definitely not harm them.

"It is rumored that each of the Taoist true methods of the Twenty-Eight Styles of Palm Heaven is cultivated to a high depth, and the spells are cast with both hands, which is no different from the magic weapon." Humpty Dumpty in the northwest corner, like a square wooden sleigh, "Lin Mou is a bit rough and shallow in the true method of fists and feet, and Lin has always wanted to know how different it is from the true method of fists and feet of the Palm Heaven Sect."

"Evil intentions." Feng Lan said in his heart, "The true method of the Heavenly Sect can indeed be cast with both hands. But for Fenglan, who has been cultivating for less than five years, the time is too little, and it is completely insufficient. Cast spells with powerful fairy sword gods, and cast with a pair of fleshy palms

There is no doubt that there is a world of difference. And once you forcibly cast a spell with a mortal body in the flesh, the harm will be endless."

"Please advise."

Feng Lan said in a deep voice.

He didn't know the origin of the strong man surnamed Lin at all, but it didn't matter.

Because, he was already like electricity, and pounced on the other party.

Hundreds of life-and-death adventures and decisive battles, Fenglan has accumulated rich experience.

As long as you are determined to fight, you can only win, and nothing else matters.

Only living people can judge their heads and feet, and they can point to a corpse and say "they are bad people, evil people, and demons", and corpses cannot stand up to accuse and refute, and there are not many people in the world who will speak to corpses, unless they have vital interests.

The monk surnamed Lin burst out of his flesh with golden light, forming a golden light mask like an egg.

A punch like a tornado, half a foot away from the golden light, the fist momentum was scattered.

"Donkey Kong Armor?" Feng Lan retreated a few feet and exclaimed, "It turns out that you are the Dharma King of the Vajra Sect, Lin Kongkong."

"Oh?" Lin Kongkong smiled and said in surprise, "The Wind Alliance Lord really knows the affairs of the world and the people of the world. It's just that I wonder if I can break my Donkey Kong armor?"

"Insect carving skills."

Feng Lan habitually said that it has been a habit developed in previous wars.

"Hehe, the Taoist true method of the Heavenly Sect is nothing more than that."

Lin Kong's experience in dealing with the enemy is thousands of times richer than Fenglan, and he knows that Fenglan has the meaning of agitating the general, but he is still calm.

With the help of Dongfang Yubai, Feng Lan saw that there were gaps in the eggshell-like golden light cover, but the gaps would heal quickly, and after a short period of time, gaps would continue to appear elsewhere.

"The gap must be his soft rib." Feng Lan made a decision and pondered, "The magic spells I have cultivated are all based on fierceness, and the spells cast are all strong and confrontational dialogues. Only the "magic binding technique" of the Heavenly Sect emphasizes overcoming rigidity with softness."

Feng Lan deduced the "Binding Magic" several times, and then fused several divine channel methods from other factions into the Binding Magic.

Fenglan attacked again, thunder rolling around him, and a fierce wind howling in the sky.

Everyone could see that this was not some kind of magic power, it was just a powerful body that affected the inner mana and condensed it into a punch.

This punch can faintly control mountains and rivers.

Bang~

A punch with the power of heaven and earth, wind and thunder, smashed on the golden light cover, emitting an earth-shattering golden gong sound.

Lin Kong's hollow lines did not move.

The wind was shaken away.

Suddenly, I saw Fenglan pinching the trick and casting a spell, with both hands on my chest, my left palm up, my right palm down, and lightning and thunder between my palms.

Suddenly, Fenglan's left palm retreats to the left, the right palm moves to the right, level with both shoulders, and the two palms are slowly raised upward, straight above the head, and then slowly approached.

Suddenly, a ball of thunder and lightning that was full of blue light and glittered blue light formed.

"Binding Magic!"