It was dark in front of him, and the scene in front of Ling Feng changed from an underground secret room to an antique corridor.

The old rule, let's figure it out here first......

Thump!

This thought was interrupted by a girl who fell diagonally above him, Ling Feng bent down slightly to check on the girl who had fallen.

(ー`´ー)

This is a familiar start......

The girl in front of her was about sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed in a green shirt, and at this moment she was rubbing the painful part of the fall, her delicate facial features were wrinkled, and she was obviously not lightly broken.

"This scene is so familiar, but I seemed to catch ...... last time" Ling Feng touched his chin and recalled, searching for memories by the way to see if there was a world that matched.

"Where did this kid come from?"

"Looking at his oily hair and flour, he must be in the same group as this little girl and the stinky boy before."

"Catch him and search him, maybe he has an antidote."

"Master, what Senior Brother said is right!"

"Master, the second senior brother is reasonable!"

“……”

Ling Feng had a black line, listening to their conversation, and almost thought that he had crossed into the classic Asian action feature film that collected ancient costumes, humans and beasts, and the wild, the world of Journey to the West.

When I turned my head, I found that it was a group of people holding long swords and wearing long robes, and there was no trace of the elegant and dusty temperament of the fairy family, but their faces were hideous, and they looked a little ugly.

The leader was a long-bearded old man, about fifty years old, he raised the long sword in his hand and pointed it directly at Ling Feng, and shouted:

"Boy, are you in the same league as this femme fatale? Is this antidote to the lightning marten in your hands? Hand it over, or don't blame us for being rude! ”

Ling Feng was a little stunned by this series of questions, and he couldn't figure out the situation for a while. Instead, the maiden on the ground stopped in front of him and opened her mouth to defend him:

"Hey, this has nothing to do with him, I don't know him, I said that the poison of the lightning marten can only be solved by my father! There is no antidote! ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Ling Feng with a slightly red cheek, such a handsome boy, just like in the painting!

"It doesn't matter if you talk about him or not!" The long-bearded old man's eyes widened: "Wait until I take him down and ask him to understand!" ”

After speaking, he stabbed straight with his sword and stabbed at Ling Feng's right chest, obviously not to take Ling Feng's life, but to capture him alive!

Ling Feng snorted coldly, the power of the chicken talisman spell was activated, and he raised his hand to take a long sword, and Zixia's true qi penetrated into it, and slammed into the sword that the old man stabbed.

Hearing only the sound of "click", the surrounding disciples found that the sword in the hands of their own head was broken.

When the long-bearded old man saw that his sword had been broken for many years, he was immediately furious, lost his mind, turned around and raised his hand to snatch the sword of a disciple beside him, and slashed at Ling Feng, not thinking about the strength of the other party at all.

The disciples around him saw that they retreated again and again, making extra space for the two of them to make moves, and the girl in the green shirt also saw that Ling Feng was extraordinary, and also retreated.

Seeing the old man attacking again, no matter how good Ling Feng's temper was, he snorted coldly, the sword in his hand skyrocketed, and the bright silver sword body was covered with a faint purple intent, Ling Feng raised his long sword and slashed out diagonally.

To put it simply, Ling Feng just raised his sword and swung it out, except for the true qi on the sword, there was no skill at all.

Although it is simple, it can't stand the special effects, everyone present only saw a light purple crescent-shaped sword qi flashing away, followed by a loud bang, turned around and looked, it turned out that the rockery over there was broken in half, and the fracture was as smooth as a mirror.

"Gollum" ×n

The long-bearded old man looked at the broken rockery, then at the long sword in his hand, and decisively chose to follow his heart.

"Your Excellency's sword is the highest among the people you have ever seen in Xia, and you are willing to bow down to the wind!"

As he spoke, he threw his sword, clenched his fists, and bent over.

Ling Feng immediately smiled when he heard this, he loved to hear this, as the saying goes, everyone who uses a knife has a heart that yearns for swordsmanship.

The same is true for Ling Feng, the reason why he uses a knife is because it is relatively simple to use a knife, but this does not mean that he does not like to use ...... Sword.

"Yes, yes, your vision is the best I've ever met."

Ling Feng subconsciously raised his hand to brush his beard, but when he thought that he had no beard, he wiped his hair instead, and praised with a smile.

“……”

What a shameless little white face!

"Ahem, I almost forgot to get down to business when you interrupted me like this." It may be that the old man's gaze was a little weird, which made him feel a little weak inexplicably, and he coughed twice and began to turn to the topic: "Come, tell me, where is this?" Who are you? ”

“？？？”

The old man looked confused, you don't know who I am and still fight with me like this...... Oh no, I'm fighting you.

As soon as he thought of this, the old man's heart jumped, worried that Ling Feng would remember that the person who provoked the trouble was himself, so he hurriedly spoke: "This is Dali Wuliang Mountain, under the Wuliang Sword Sect Zuo Zimu. ”

Ling Feng's face changed dramatically in an instant; "What's that? This is the Wuliang Mountain? Are you Zuo Zimu? ”

Memories burst out in his mind, and Ling Feng immediately understood where this was: Heavenly Dragon World.

This is the pinnacle of the low-martial arts world, and there is a sect of immortal cultivation in martial arts: the Xiaoyao faction.

Now is the beginning of the plot, Ling Feng glanced at it, and didn't find that there was a son who was as handsome as him, it seemed that Duan Yu had already set off for the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations, I don't know if Duan Yu had arrived at Langhuan Blessed Land, I think there shouldn't be, Duan Yu should have found that place at night.

Ling Feng remembered that the Lang Huan blessed land should be below or near the immeasurable jade, thinking of this, Ling Feng raised his hand to take Zuo Zimu, took his collar and said:

"Take me to the immeasurable jade."

"Childe, this immeasurable jade is the treasure of my immeasurable sword sect......" Zuo Zimu was very embarrassed, and before he finished speaking, a long sword was placed on his neck.

“…… Of course, if Childe wants to take a look, it's okay. As he spoke, he made a gesture of "please": "Childe, please go this way." ”

Ling Feng let go of Zuo Zimu and let him lead the way, suddenly, thinking of Zhong Ling on the side, he stopped and said to this group of disciples of the Infinite Sword Sect: "This little girl is very good, don't hurt her, if I come back and find that she is injured, you will die." ”

As he spoke, the long sword was placed horizontally, and his left hand pinched the tip of the sword and collapsed hard, the sword suddenly shattered into several fragments, Ling Feng's fingers flicked continuously, and these fragments turned into a cold light and shot into the pillars of the corridor, and the fragments submerged into the pillars, leaving only traces.

The disciples of the Infinite Sword Sect instantly gasped, and they didn't dare to come out, and they nodded again and again, indicating that they didn't dare.

Ling Feng nodded with satisfaction, and then followed Zuo Zimu to the Infinite Jade Bi, this thing is said to have an immortal sword dance on the night of the full moon, and the people of the Infinite Sword Sect in the past generations also wanted to comprehend the immortal swordsmanship.

It's a pity that none of them know that this is the reflection of light when Wu Yazi and Li Qiushui were dancing swords in Lang Huan's blessed land.

After a while, Zuo Zimu took Ling Feng to the location of the immeasurable jade, Ling Feng saw that this thing was a relatively smooth white stone, mediocre, no fun at all, the group of sand sculptures of the Infinite Sword Sect still regarded it as a treasure.

"Childe, this is the immeasurable jade, you ......" Zuo Zimu opened his mouth to introduce, and before he finished speaking, he was knocked unconscious by Ling Feng's palm knife.

Ling Feng was not at ease, and tore off his clothes to cover Zuo Zimu's eyes, and by the way, he also blocked his mouth, tied up again, and then threw it into the grass.

After dealing with Zuo Zimu, Ling Feng glanced at the cliff under the immeasurable jade, and then jumped down, launched the chicken charm in mid-air, Ling Feng suspended in the air, and then summoned the ninja group, and with a thought, the ninja group scattered in all directions, and went to find the blessed land of Lang Huan.

After a while, the Black Shadow Corps fed back the news, and Ling Feng urged the chicken charm and slowly flew towards that place. Following the ninja's discovery, a rock was pushed away, revealing a cave about three feet high under the rock, dark and invisible.

Ling Feng was happy in his heart, Duan Yu really hadn't come here yet, he had dispersed the Black Shadow Corps, Ling Feng opened the writing wheel eye to observe the situation, and then walked in with his legs raised.

After a while, he walked to a door, Ling Feng pushed open the door and walked in, but found that there was light inside, and when he looked at the light source, it turned out to be a crystal skylight, and through the skylight, it turned out to be the bottom of the lake outside.

"Interesting, the lake bottom view house in the Northern Song Dynasty, but isn't it afraid of rheumatism if you live like this?"

Ling Feng smiled, no longer caring about this place, and turned around in this place, and after a while, found another door.

Ling Feng pushed the door in again, and what caught his eye was a statue of a beautiful woman wearing a pale yellow palace dress, this statue was carved from white jade, but the eyes were dotted with two black gems, if you didn't look carefully, you really thought it was a real person.

Ling Feng examined the jade statue of Li Qiushui and found two futons on the ground, one large and one small, Ling Feng smiled slightly.

Finally found it!