Apocalyptic Dark Age

The white-haired boy hesitated for a few seconds and replied helplessly:

"We are an investigation team sent by the three major families to investigate the reasons for the successive deaths of Holy Lord Bengyun. The airship of the Xuanye family is evidence of the cause of the incident. The airship was snatched by the survivors of the Thunder King. Naturally, it was brought here for Looking for evidence…”

While they were talking, more than a dozen Jia Luo from the Lei Splitting family were escorted over. Some of these Jia Luo were direct descendants of Lei Splitting, and some were recruited from other surnames. Judging from their dejected looks, it was obvious that they were not living a very good life.

"There is no need to investigate. I know the cause and effect. It was all caused by the remnants of the Thundercracker family and the Suncorian family..."

Gao Feng didn't tell Hua Ya and Xiao Ling, but he knew that the three major families must have these two people. The purpose of sending these young people out was not for the truth, but to let them experience. The three people were dumbfounded and sharp-tongued. The sharp-tongued Qingcheng Feixue was about to retort when Gao Feng continued:

"Everyone who has entered the underground will die. I will take their lives..."

After saying that, more than a dozen crystal threads popped out of the arm armor and flew towards the Thundercracking Garos. The first thing the three young people thought of was to intercept, but before they could block it, the extreme danger was slender than spider silk. The crystal threads rippled out, causing them all to retreat in horror, watching helplessly as more than a dozen Jia Luo were pierced between their eyebrows without any resistance.

The crystal threads receded as soon as they were touched, like spiritual snakes returning to their nest, returning to the crystal arm armor. At this time, more than a dozen Thundercracking Garos realized that they were under attack. They trembled violently and died one by one. Seeing It felt like falling asleep when I went up, except for the blood droplets the size of rice grains left between my eyebrows.

As soon as Gao Feng made a move, he knew if there was anything wrong. Although the three proud young men were the top experts of the younger generation, they did not have the eyesight of the veteran Jia Luo. If the veteran Jia Luo had experienced countless life and death, he would have already noticed that something was wrong with Gao Feng. How could he be like that? Only now did they begin to guess Gao Feng's true strength.

"You three are pretty good. I happen to be short of a few errand boys. Just stay with me. When you are promoted to Beng Yun, I will let you go back to the family..."

As soon as Gao Feng said this, all the faces of the Garos present changed. The Split Mountain Garos surrounding him were all ready to take action. The expressions of the three young men were gloomy and uncertain, while An Guotai was envious and jealous. If they followed Gao Feng, these three talents would The evil guy might be promoted to Beng Yun before him.

"Hurry up and agree. Your Excellency is a strong one among the Holy Lords of Collapse Cloud. You really don't know where your luck comes from..."

An Guotai's words made the surrounding Split Mountain Garos who were eager to try put out their fires and looked at each other, as if they couldn't believe it. But if it weren't for the Holy Lord Bengyun, how could he kill people under the noses of dozens of Split Mountain Galas without being able to rescue them? ?

Bilong looked at Gao Feng in disbelief. The person in front of him was not much older than them. He was actually Bengyun Jialuo. Although the three of them were high-level mountain-splitting people, they had spent countless resources to accumulate them. In exchange for their background, they were a little bit lower. The thinner top families simply cannot afford such consumption. How did Gaofeng rise to its current height?

No one doubts An Guotai's words. An Guotai is only one piece of paper away from Beng Yun and may break through at any time. Besides Beng Yun Jialuo, who else is worthy of An Guotai's service?

"I, I don't want it anymore, my mother is still waiting for me to eat..."

Xue Wuya retreated first. Bengyun Jialuo was a weird guy. Unless he was an elder of his family, he would not easily believe that this was the rhythm of preparing to escape.

"Oh, I forgot to put away my clothes before I went out. They are made of the cocoons of the nine-tailed golden butterfly. If they get damaged by the wind, I won't have anywhere to cry. No, I have to hurry up..."

Qingcheng Feixue was also dissatisfied and told a reason that even he didn't believe. He twisted his waist to clear the way. The silver-haired boy Bilong's eyes flickered, biting his lip in confusion, stamping his feet violently, and said to Gao Feng:

"Sir, I will be by your side from now on, and I ask you to teach me..."

"Bilong..."

"Boss..."

Two exclamations came one after another, but Bilong ignored them and bowed respectfully to the peak. The arrogance of the family members did not allow him to kneel down.

The two guys who were about to run away looked at each other and shook their heads together. Now that Bilong has spoken, Gao Feng will definitely not let them go. In this case, it is better to take the initiative to speak out. I just hope Gao Feng can be gentle and not treat them like dogs. handle.

Gao Feng executed Jia Luo from the Lei Clan family, and no one thought it was wrong. Sometimes, Beng Yun Jia Luo’s words were a decree. As long as Beng Yun Jia Luo could remain strong, he would have the power to decide the life and death of others, unless two Beng Yun Jia Luo Luo collision.

The Leicra family is getting late, and no one is willing to offend Holy Lord Bengyun for Jialuo of the Leicra family, let alone a group of traitors who have left the Leicra family, so Gao Feng regains the Netherworld airship, an airship that has the aura of a son everywhere. .

Gao Feng only asked the three Bilongs to stay with him. Gao Feng didn't care where the other Split Mountain Garos went. However, he abducted their leader, and those Split Mountain Garos had to follow Gao Feng regardless of their will. later.

The Netherworld is an old-fashioned airship, its appearance is similar to the old sailing ship of ancient times. In terms of shape, it has more historical heritage and beauty than the structure of the new airship which only pursues practicality and does not pursue appearance. The alien beasts also like a broader vision and environment.

An airship that required dozens of people to control was only controlled by Gao Feng and five other people. None of them operated the airship. Perhaps it was an incredible miracle in Bilong's eyes. In fact, all this was caused by the crystal silk controlled by Gao Feng.

Hundreds of crystal filaments are like the veins of leaves, penetrating into every corner of the airship. Each crystal filament can move freely according to Feng Feng's thoughts. Whether it is the power cabin, the cockpit, or the sail, all kinds of changes are in Feng Feng's. in a moment.

Gao Feng stood on the bow of the boat with his hands behind his back and looked at the earth below. He felt as lonely as if he were on the verge of death. The hand behind his back was holding a wooden toy of a three-year-old child. He looked particularly contradictory, with his hair as white as snow. Bilong stood upright two meters behind Gao Feng, with a serious expression, as if he was receiving instructions from his superiors. In fact, neither of them spoke. He was just used to standing behind Gao Feng, staring at Gao Feng with his silver eyes. The back view seems to be waiting to surpass the peak at any time.

The unruly Xue Wuya leaned on the side of the ship, lazily supporting the wooden board behind him with one leg, and looked up at the fiery red clouds. He got bored and simply lowered his head to take a nap. It was rare for him to doze off without any obstruction. Tian Tian could sleep, no one knew what he was thinking, and the silk scarf as red as blood flew against the wind around his neck, like a flame.

Qingcheng Feixue was alone, with a lazy expression. She was polishing her nails with a small tool made of jade, and from time to time she extended her fingers to compare. On her charming face, her eyes kept turning, always giving people the impression that she was calculating something. Occasionally, I would take out a small mirror and tidy up my messy hair.

Perhaps the only normal person is An Guotai. Even if he does not need to operate the airship, he still stays in the cab, ready to deal with possible changes. Only the alien beast lies in the center of the deck and sleeps soundly, snoring like the strong wind. Even the whistling could not be suppressed. As it slept, countless shredded sparks were sprayed out from its mouth and nose.

The three young Rishans have all learned about the strength of the alien beast. None of them dared to approach this terrifying monster. On the contrary, An Guotai sent carefully cooked meat to the alien beast from time to time, and the alien beast occasionally swung its tail at him. , but never allowed this old man to touch himself.