Chapter 85: A Teenager

Lin Feng jumped into the secluded cave, the Guangling Orchid grew on the rock wall of the cave, Lin Feng descended, and his hand grasped the white Guangling Orchid.

At the same time, Emperor Yan rushed towards the masked man at a superfast speed.

Emperor Yan's strength was strong, and when he burst out, his body and behind him set off a black halo.

That's killing intent, endless killing intent! That killing intent was very hostile, aimed at the masked man.

The masked man stared at the blood mist, the overwhelming blood mist hit with the wind, the blood mist concealed the murderous aura, the masked man's eyes kept contracting, the god was very panicked, and ran towards the rear. However, Emperor Yan's movement speed was terrifying, and in a few breaths, he had already arrived in front of the masked man's eyes.

"Don't kill him!" Lin Feng said sharply.

Lin Feng slammed the sword in his hand into the barrier of the hole, and then jumped out of the hole with a fierce force. At this time, in Lin Feng's hand, there was a Guangling Orchid with a pink and yellow flower core.

If it weren't for Lin Feng's timely shouting, the blood mist that Emperor Yan turned into would have already swallowed the masked man. After Lin Feng suddenly shouted, the blood mist quickly stopped, leaving the masked man alive!

Swish!

Wow, wow, wow!

Countless lines of purple-red light rose from the cave.

The light rises from the ground and rushes into the distant sky!

Looking at the entire sky, you can realize that the current sky, the sunlight has long been suppressed by these several purple and red rays.

"Whew!"

The blood mist cycle lingers constantly, moving through the air. In an instant, those purple-red rays of light fell from the sky like meteors.

Emperor Yan took a deep breath, and the blood mist gathered together, and those falling purple-red rays of light were wrapped around the blood mist that Emperor Yan had turned into.

Lin Feng turned his back to the entrance of the cave, did not pay attention, released a divine sense, and seriously felt the true yuan hidden in the countless purple-red rays of light.

"It's horrible!"

Lin Feng's divine sense, before he came into contact with the Dao light, was directly shocked by the rebound of the true element outside the light.

Rumble!

The sound of the flat ground, like a thunderclap, diffused in the air.

When the countless purple and red rays receded, a handsome young man appeared on the other side of the blood mist.

The young man's expression was very indifferent, there was no wrinkle on his face, he looked at Lin Feng calmly, his lips trembled slightly, but he still didn't say a word after all.

"You're the Yan Emperor?"

Lin Feng calmed down his flustered heart, held the crimson Heavenly Fire Sword in his hand, and asked.

"Hmm."

When the young man spoke, the air trembled, and his words, like thunder, could reach people's hearts. He nodded calmly and said, "Thank you!" ”

Every word was so verve that it was difficult for Lin Feng to stand up at all after hearing it.

Lin Feng was flustered, he was already shocked when he saw the young man in front of him, he never thought that the person who had almost stood at the peak of an era would be a teenager, a teenager who looked like only a teenager.

Standing beside Emperor Yan, Lin Feng felt an inexplicable oppression, which made him almost unable to breathe. Lin Feng took a deep breath and asked, "When you died, how old were you?" ”

"Forty-three! But I'm not old. ”

The boy shook his hand, feeling the changes in his body, or rather, he was adjusting to his body. Seeing Lin Feng, who was extremely surprised, the young man continued: "I'm already dead. I'm standing in front of you now, but I'm just my own soul! ”

"Ontological Spirit?"

Lin Feng remembered that those powerful Taoist cultivators, even if they died, they could still survive in the world, and they relied on powerful divine souls.

Now, Emperor Yan has survived in the world for hundreds of thousands of years with his divine soul, although Lin Feng is very surprised, but it is not so unexpected.

"I need a place to rest!"

The young man pinched the sun**, and on his expression, he looked a little tired, and said calmly.

"Hmm."

Lin Feng knew that Emperor Yan's ontological spirit had just awakened, and many things were still in the adaptation stage, so he felt very tired, but it was also normal.

"This is the vow, you can live in it for a while."

Lin Feng casually took off the Na Ring on his finger, in the Na Ring, it was a large storage space, and Emperor Yan was only an ontological soul, not an entity, and he didn't need to breathe, so Lin Feng let Emperor Yan temporarily live in the Na Ring.

The young man's eyebrows moved lightly, a face, extremely handsome, his hair tied behind his back, his hands clasped behind his waist, and he stood with his hands in his hands.

He walked a few steps and walked in front of Lin Feng's eyes, the oppressed Lin Feng's legs trembled, and the sword in his hand trembled.

The young man stroked his long forehead bun and said softly, "I promised you what I promised, and I will definitely do it." This is a very simple sentence, but for Lin Feng, this sentence is a life talisman!

At this moment, Emperor Yan calmly walked to Lin Feng's side, and in close contact, Lin Feng began to feel that this peerless powerhouse in front of him was so unfathomable! It's not just strength.

The young man's body moved, his back was to Lin Feng, and the moment he was about to enter the Na Ring, he slowly reached out a slender finger and pointed out a blue light. The blue light lit on the masked man's body, and then restrained the masked man's body.

After doing these things, Emperor Yan waved his sleeves, brushed away a little dust, and entered Lin Feng's ring.

"I want to know, which power do you represent?"

The sword was still clenched, but Lin Feng didn't lift the sword in his hand, he didn't mean to kill the masked man from the beginning, and Emperor Yan wanted to kill him, it was just Emperor Yan who wanted to kill him.

Lin Feng just felt that the masked man's life didn't matter, whether he died or not, it didn't have much to do with him, or nothing at all, so at that time, Lin Feng also agreed with Emperor Yan's idea.