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Lin Feng’s hand, the road that was built by the glory in the void, was forced to pull like a tangible rope.

At the end of the end of the road, it seems that there is an incomparably heavy weight being dragged together.

It is so heavy that it is difficult to describe it in words, it is difficult to use analogy of specific things, and it is difficult to count in quantitative units.

It is as if one world is being dragged.

Lin Feng is so dragged, Baosheng monk, the golden scorpion, has four avatars, and his expression becomes dignified: "In the middle of the sea, I don’t think he has such magical power. It’s no wonder that he can razor the mountain and break the fairy sword. Strange, it seems to be understandable now."

It is Zhu Da Da Sheng, looking at Lin Feng's gaze, but also more dignified, slightly sucking a cold breath: "Hey, fortunately, before he fights with him, there is no death to the end, otherwise he will be thrown from the void Come down."

At the end of the road, there was a cold cry: "Golden, he wants to fight, then fight with him!"

In the void, a faint black light field suddenly appeared, as if it were a world, which was extremely stinky and irritating.

This kind of taste is that Lin Feng had only had the same feeling when he was in contact with the blood river. However, the blood and water veins he had contacted before were limited, and unlike the eyes, the whole world was stinking.

Zhu is tired of looking at the big saint, and suddenly his brows are slightly wrinkled: "It is the black art world where Xiang Liu lives!"

Being pulled by Lin Feng through that glorious road, it is a thousand worlds!

This is in the middle of the world. The creatures are coated with charcoal and are ridiculous. Looking around, there are dark swamps everywhere. There are no signs of life, and the black marshes circling over the dark marshes, stinking.

In Lin Feng and Zhu Nai Da Sheng, these black fogs are just stinking and smell bad. In fact, these are all poisonous mists containing the world's apomictic, and those who are slightly weaker are exposed to these black mists. I will be poisoned immediately.

It is a human monk who has been cultivated into a god, or a demon sacred monk who has been cultivated as an invincible demon. You must be careful to deal with it. If you are not careful, you will be killed and killed.

On the black swamp, a huge monster snake squats, and the snake body is similar to the nine-baby sacred, but the nine heads of the nine-infant grand priest are all snakeheads. The nine faces of this strange snake are no different from the human face.

However, these nine faces are cold and vicious, and they are extremely fierce and terrifying. They opened their mouths and spewed thick poisonous mist and sticky black water.

This demon is the same as Liu Dasheng, occupying a thousand worlds. Turning into a borderless country, it is a poisonous swamp. Other creatures are completely unable to live.

Lin Feng looked at Xiang Liu Dasheng with great interest, and also felt the thousand worlds in Heze world through that shining road.

"Oh. It's no wonder that this **** is awkward, everyone is screaming, and even the other demons can't tolerate him. They can only leave the vast land and look for other places to live. This is the real thing." At the place, the grass does not stay."

When Lin Feng’s knowledge was swept, he already knew that the black world in front of Liu Dasheng, the side of the world, was already extremely barren, completely a barren land, and even the power of the boundaries became somewhat thin.

I want to come as a result of the erosion of the day after the year.

However, at this moment, the fragility of the black-shirt world is still somewhat abnormal. It seems that it has been hurt. Lin Feng carefully looked at Liu Dasheng, and he said in his heart: "It turns out that this has been robbed."

In front of the eyes, Liu Liusheng, the body of the demon power, has no signs of decay, in his own peak state, but like Lin Feng’s big sacred beside him, he is also at the level of the early robbery, but it should just be the beginning of the robbery. , no more than two catastrophe.

Its magical powers can't be compared with Zhu's sacred sacredness, but the more unique is that this phase of Liu Dasheng has temporarily refining the world of the black world, so the power can not be underestimated.

However, Lin Feng's gaze swept through him, and after he looked at him carefully, his attention stopped no longer, and he turned to a figure in the empty sky next to Xiang Liu Dasheng.

It was a handsome gray monk monk who was smiling at Lin Feng. Isn’t it a golden scorpion?

He was so quiet and quiet, standing in the dark fog, not seeing the Buddha's body, nor the demon power fluctuations, but completely ignoring the poisonous fog that spread throughout the black world.

Next to the golden scorpion, there was a white tiger crouching, and the two scorpions flashed cold and enchanting light without any feelings.

The faint glow of his body flashed like a metallic luster, and it seemed to be a starry sky. It was also unpredictable, but it also showed a cold feeling of trepidation.

Although not as heavy as Jinzizi, the demon is not afraid of the poisonous fog of Liu Dasheng.

Seeing this tiger demon, Lin Feng and Zhu Nai Da Sheng are slightly surprised: "Is it a pure white tiger?"

Shi Tianqi, Wang Lin, Yang Qing and others also looked at them strangely. Even Xu Anda, who has been insensitive, and the dejected Jiuyou Dasheng, have been attracted to the past.

The appearance of this tiger demon is more surprising than the seal that ran away.

Because compared to the seal, the white tiger is even rarer. Although there are mixed-race descendants such as the Gengjinhu people, the pure-blooded white tiger has always been a single-pass, which contains both blood and inheritance.

Each generation, regardless of the male and female, is a single seedling. After combining with other demons, regardless of the race, it will produce a pure white tiger cub, and then combine birth, only the **** offspring.

Only when the parents live and the children die, the previous generation is likely to give birth to a pure-blooded child again, but after this pure-blooded child, only the blood-blooded offspring can be born.

Those who have this feature, as well as the famous Suzaku and Xuanwu families, but the Canglong family, that is, the Taikoo Tianlong, the situation is different.

In the rumor, the white tiger stunned. The stars fall directly, and the pure blood white tiger is born with a powerful demon power.

It is generally like this kind of demon who has a strong power. Often, the promotion will be difficult in the future, and the starting point will be higher. The harder it is to upgrade, the more you can continue to achieve the same as the other demons.

This is the case of the singularity of a family. The birth is the initial level of the demon king, but it is extremely difficult to practice.

But the white tigers are different, as if they are blessed with the darlings created by God. They have a strong power to say, and they are not as difficult to ascend. How to practice how to practice, even faster than other Yaozu.

In the long period of the Taikoo era, there was a period of time. The white tiger, the Suzaku, and the Xuanwu tribe were the strongest ones after the Taikoo Tianlong, and they were more successful than the Taikoo, the Fire Beast, and the Thunder.

However, the problem of pure blood inheritance has been plaguing the three tribes, leading to pure blood, white tiger, Suzaku and Xuanwu who are always thin and unable to prosper for a long time. Pure blood Xuanwu was completely extinct in the end of the Taiji era.

Pure blood white tiger also has not been in the world for a long time, and now suddenly appears here, even Lin Feng saw, have come to some interest.

In the same situation. If there is no special treasure or adventure bonus, the White Tiger is one of the strongest monsters in the actual combat method.

Lin Feng looked at the white tiger, and found that this white tiger was also the repair of the early robbery. However, he and Zhu are like the Great Saint, and the distance is completely over. It’s not far away, and it’s still one or two dying.

Zhu Nai Da Sheng looked at this white tiger. His eyes were dignified, although he did not actually fight, but the name of the tiger, the shadow of the tree, everyone is in the same situation, he may not be able to take any advantage on the White Tiger.

Bai Hu Dasheng looked at Lin Feng, his eyes were cold and full of enthusiasm, and he was confronted with Lin Feng, without any concession.

The previous sentence urged Jin Zizi and Lin Feng to fight, it was his mouth.

Lin Feng looked at Jin Zizi with interest and asked: "Is this all your helper to help you punch?"

Jin Zizi smiled slightly: "Lin Shizhu, you kicked the mountain gate, cut off the Xiantian sword, and let the too virtual view not dare to lighten the war. This kind of strength, barren nature, find some friends to help."

"Nine infants and seals have been the realm of the spirit of the stars, but with the donors, your disciples have been able to pass the tricks. If they can help the poor and worry, it is really difficult for them."

After Lin Feng returned to Daqian, no matter whether it was the battle of Yujingshan, the battle of Lushan, or after the arrival of the vast land, the nine-baby, the defeat of the martial arts, the retreat of the sword, and the retreat of the blue dragon king, all made the golden scorpion clear. Can intervene in the battle between him and Lin Feng, the most unfortunate is also the first robbery of the robbery.

However, such a big demon is limited in the vastness of the land, and the golden scorpion has cost a lot of money. This has brought the white tiger Dasheng and Xiangliu Dasheng to help the boxing.

Even so, according to Jin Zizi's estimate, if you want to beat Lin Feng, you still don't know much.

Although after the battle of Lushan, Lin Feng was in front of everyone, with the clock of creation and the sword of the heavens, together with the banned sword, but his Yujingshan and the two instruments were still there.

Yujing Mountain is hidden in the emptiness of the void. No one knows where the specific location is. If it is still in the Kunlun Mountains of Shenzhou, it can’t be called, but if it’s been with Lin Feng’s Lu, it is possible to come at any time.

Although Lin Feng is empty at the head, who knows if Yujingshan is with him?

What's more, even if Yujingshan stayed in the vast land of Shenzhou, it really has to be at the juncture of life and death, and Lin Feng can also unblock the sword.

Therefore, Jin Zizi was so skeptical that he used the black sage of Xiang Liu Dasheng to set up in the void. He did not want to be seen by Lin Feng. At this moment, the ambush should become hard.

Lin Feng looked up and down the golden scorpion, and the corner of his mouth smirked with a smile. "I don't intend to use Haotianjian. Yujingshan also stays in the vast land of China, but you don't know these things." Then you have to put it right with me, and to make a plan, you have to calculate it all."

"But the lineup in front of you, even if it is an ambush, it seems a bit too thin. Is there any other preparation?" (The novel "The First Master of History" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform. There is also a 100% lottery gift for everyone! Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign "Add a friend" in the upper right, search for the public number "qdread" and pay attention, the speed is fast!) (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, The novel is better updated faster!

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