Staring at Lei Ding, Lin Feng slowly stretched out his fingers.

A golden light, accompanied by countless runes and lines, poured down from Lin Feng's palm.

Rumble!

The fingers were outlined, and the runes in the palm of the palm were like a stream of water, pouring rapidly.

One stroke!

This is a wonderful stroke, starting from Lin Feng's sleeve and drawing fiercely on Lei Ding.

In an instant, a sparse and dark halo emanated from the thunder ding.

Outside the martial arts field, the sky is clear.

No one knows what happened in the martial arts.

At this moment, Lin Feng's eyes were tightly closed, but there was a dark tide surging in his heart. Lin Feng's divine consciousness wandered in his heart. Lin Feng looked at the Immortal Monument with all his attention, and carefully figured out the wonderful lines on the Immortal Monument.

"Whew!"

Lin Feng couldn't help but take a deep breath.

After watching the Immortal Monument for so long, Lin Feng only remembered one of them, and the difficulty of memorizing these lines can be imagined.

Although Lin Feng was not a rune master, he had a talent that surpassed ordinary people. Even if it is Lin Feng now, when facing these lines, he can only comprehend the bits and pieces, and cannot fully comprehend the mystery.

In the end, relying on the memory in his mind, Lin Feng waved his right hand.

With a light movement of his fingertips, the clear light of the road slipped down.

The pen is light, and the palm is discharged.

Waving his palm, Lin Feng engraved countless lines and floated in the air.

At first, those smart lines swam around Lei Ding casually.

The next moment, these wonderful lines rushed towards Lei Ding. In the blink of an eye, a trace that is neither deep nor shallow is engraved on Lei Ding.

"Boom!"

In a moment, the lines were engraved, and the runes were engraved on the thunder ding.

Lin Feng slowly opened his deep eyes, and a smart light shot out from Lin Feng's dark eyes.

……

"Lin Feng, what are you doing?"

Mo Chengcheng stood beside Heavenly Sword, watching Lin Feng's every move, with an indifferent expression, without a trace of change on his face, and asked softly.

"I can't believe it, but he's carving runes."

Tianjian stroked his slender white beard, his face was indifferent, but he was shocked in his heart, and slowly spit out the words.

"Engraved runes? Is he a runemaster? ”

Hearing Heavenly Sword speak like this, Mo Qingcheng almost bit his pink tongue.

What is a rune master, Mo Chengcheng's heart is naturally very clear, for the supreme profession of a rune master, it will actually be linked to Lin Feng, which is unimaginable for Mo Chengcheng.

"He's not supposed to be a runemaster. But he's trying to change the pattern of the thunder runes. ”

Heavenly Sword's expression became very strange with the movements on Lin Feng's fingers.

It was not easy for a sixteen-year-old boy to be able to master the production method of runes, and now Lin Feng actually tried to change the texture of the thunder runes, which was undoubtedly whimsical.

However, for Lin Feng, this was a bold gamble.

If you change the rune pattern, you may die if you are not careful. But once the thunder rune on the thunder tripod is changed, the huge thunder tripod will no longer have anything to be afraid of.

At that time, even if it was just an ordinary immortal cultivator, he could lift a thousand catties of Lei Ding, let alone Lin Feng?

Thinking of this, Heavenly Sword couldn't help but admire Lin Feng's courage a little, but what made Heavenly Sword feel even more embarrassed was that Lin Feng's thinking ability surpassed ordinary people.

It is not the best way to pass the test by destroying the thunder rune. But if Lin Feng succeeded in destroying the thunder runes, it meant that the next few runes, Lin Feng could destroy them in the same way.

If the runes are broken, wouldn't Lin Feng be able to clear the customs easily?

Rumble!

At this moment, nine thunderbolts suddenly fell from the sky.

Every thunderbolt was as thick as a bowl, like a thick silver snake, bursting towards Lin Feng.

"Huh? Didn't he succeed? ”

Heavenly Sword stared at Lin Feng, divided a divine sense, and walked beside Lin Feng, only to see that above Lin Feng's head, nine thunderbolts were rushing towards Lin Feng at a super fast speed.

"Hehe......"

Mo Chengcheng laughed indifferently a few times, as if Lin Feng's failure to successfully change the thunder rune pattern was a matter of course. After all, how could a sixteen-year-old boy have the ability to modify rune patterns?

Lin Feng stood in the martial field, his expression was indifferent and calm, and his eyes flashed with a watery light, which was very natural, as if the nine thunderbolts that were about to fall had nothing to do with him.

Phew!

The thunder in the shape of a zigzag of the nine paths crossed Lin Feng's sideburns and broke off several green silks of Lin Feng.

Lin Feng raised his steps indifferently and walked towards Lei Ding.

Outside the martial arts arena, except for the Heavenly Sword, no one realized what was really going on in the martial arts arena.

Throat!

Lin Feng's hands were pressed on the Lei Ding, the huge Lei Ding was about more than a thousand catties, but a thousand catties of objects, for Lin Feng, it was simply a breeze to lift.

Airplanes.

With the attention of tens of thousands of people, Lin Feng suddenly exerted force with both hands, lifted Lei Ding off the ground, and then raised it in his hand.

"Damn, it's so easy."

The black-shirted young man had been following Lin Feng's side, his heart was surging, but he was constantly worried. The waste of six years ago has risen, and at this time, he only hopes that Lin Feng can forget the bet he made with Lin Feng.

"Poof."

Lin Feng had already raised the Thunder Ding, and the next one, or even the next big Ding, would not be so difficult for Lin Feng.

But when Lin Feng was about to move his steps, there was blood surging in his heart, and his blood was attacking his heart. Lin Feng pressed his chest with his hand to control the changes in blood qi. Even so, Lin Feng still spurted out several streams of blood, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Next, Lin Feng wants to raise the wind ding.

With just one step, Lin Feng's whole person seemed to be trapped in a wind cave.

The wind danced around Lin Feng's body, like a mad knife, tearing Lin Feng's clothes apart.

Lin Feng pinched out a fist mark with both hands, and a blue light slipped from Lin Feng's fingertips. In the same way, Lin Feng wanted to use it again, he wanted to change the texture of the wind rune again.

Call!

A wild roar suddenly set off, Lin Feng's clothes rolled, fluttering, very casual.

Lin Feng's finger marks fell on the wind ding, and among the countless lines, there was an instant trace that was neither deep nor shallow.

Rumble!

Wind, stop.

Lin Feng destroyed the Wind Tripod and successfully lifted the Wind Tripod, all of this was so natural.

"Huo Ding, I'm afraid it's the most difficult for you!?"

Mo Chengcheng knew in his heart that Qin Haotian was only a genius on the first day of Tianyuan Mansion, and he had lost in Huoding at the beginning, but he had only obtained the eighth level of the top grade.

In other words, if Lin Feng could successfully challenge Huo Ding, he would already be better than Qin Haotian.

Lin Feng, the next tripod to be lifted, the fire tripod.

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