Rebirth of the Seven Colorful Divine Body

The four hall masters of the Colorful Temple have been elected, and in the future, except for Jingru of the Vermilion Bird Hall, who does not need to select personnel, the other three still have to allocate personnel for management, and Mu Feng directly said that the rest belongs to me, and started to save trouble, but in fact, he is not willing to compete with the two eldest brothers.

A few days later, a cold young man came to the Broken Arm Cliff, and the young man stood proudly in front of the Broken Arm Cliff Colorful Temple, and named him to compete with Mu Feng, and the battle was high, and that person was the mysterious powerhouse Tim, who was the number one on the ground list.

Of course, Mu Feng will not be a turtle with a shrunken head, this battle is inevitable, whether it is for personal dignity or the majesty of the Colorful Temple, this battle Mu Feng must be hard-headed, even if he knows that he is invincible.

In fact, Mu Feng is full of confidence, if he said that he was in the early stage of building the foundation, he may still have a lot of concerns, but now he has cultivated in the later stage of the foundation, and there is a golden body in his body, at this time, he has eighty percent hope in the face of Tim Mu Feng, of course, this is just Mu Feng's personal feelings, as for who is weak and who is strong, only a battle can be known.

I saw Tim standing upright in front of the temple door, and suddenly a muffled thunder sounded in the sky, and in an instant dark clouds were thick, and the wind was fierce, and everyone felt unusually depressed.

At the same time, because of Tim's existence, the entire Broken Arm Cliff was cold, and those disciples who came to watch the excitement unconsciously retreated hundreds of meters and watched from a distance.

Everyone was also impatient, and after a pillar of incense and the wind still did not appear, only Tim was not impatient at all, standing motionless, with his hands in front of his chest, unusually elegant, unusually calm, without the slightest upset, but the audience's impatient nonsense.

"I see that this wind is a waste of fame, pinching soft persimmons, and I don't even dare to show my face when I encounter hard stubble.

"Isn't it?We've been waiting for a long time, but are we still fighting?"

"It's good that I didn't join the Colorful Temple, otherwise I wouldn't even be able to raise my head, this wretch, alas!" A

tall and thin man in the crowd squeezed forward and said angrily to the person who said that Mu Feng was not good just now: "What do you say?

And the hall master is only in the early stage of foundation building, and the Heavenly Thunder Sect is only a few months.

"How long have you been in the Heavenly Thunder Sect?Do you dare to argue with

the waste half?" "My hall master must have something to do temporarily or is in retreat, how can he be afraid of a Tim

who is the number one on the list?" "What's the matter? they're all dumb, waste!" The

tall and thin man said a lot in one breath, and the disciples who said it were all about to lower their heads to the ground, and everything was reasonable, leaving no room for them to refute.

"Little Jimu, what's your dog's name? Don't think it's great to join the Colorful Temple, dare you make a bet with me?"

Xiao Jimu looked at the voice and said with a disdainful face: "Yo, who should I be? It turned out to be the son of the waste, Waste Yisheng!".

As soon as these words came out, the audience burst into laughter, for which he didn't know how many times he had been ridiculed, and sometimes he was numb, and today Xiao Jimu humiliated him in public, and he was so angry that he was so angry that his face was flushed, and his fists were clenched and gurgling, but he didn't dare to do anything to Xiao Jimu, just because he was a person who Mu Feng.

"Don't laugh. Waste Yisheng shouted angrily at everyone.

"Little building block, don't talk nonsense, do you dare to bet with me?"

Xiao Jimu looked at the thunderous waste Yisheng in front of him, and was very satisfied, what he wanted was this kind of effect of angry people who don't want money.

"Gamble, bet, who's afraid of whom? Tell me how to gamble?" said Xiao Jizhu.

"It's very simple, bet on which one wins Mu Feng Sheng or Tim, the odds are one to five, the bet can be a magic weapon with spirit stones, elixirs, and can also contribute value, I sit in the village, how about it?"

The little building block glanced at the waste Yi Sheng, took out the ten high-grade spirit stones that Mu Feng gave him and threw them to the waste Yi Sheng and said: "I bet that the Lord of Mu Feng Hall will win, plus the 100 contribution value on my body."

Waste Yisheng showed a treacherous smile, and immediately took the spirit stone of the small building block, for fear that he would regret it, as if he had decided that Mu Feng would undoubtedly lose, and then shouted: "There are no bets, buy big and lose big, buy small and lose small, don't buy Mao."

At this time, some people in the crowd came out one after another to press, almost everyone pressed Tim to win, although the odds were much lower, and even some members who joined the Colorful Temple also secretly bought Tim to win, obviously no one was optimistic about Mu Feng except for the small building blocks.

At this time, Mu Feng woke up from his cultivation, and the golden body technique was already a lot more proficient, and he wanted to find someone to try his hand, but he happened to meet this Tim to challenge.

Mu Feng walked out of the main hall and came to Tim, and suddenly everyone calmed down instantly, looking at the two people in the battle intently.

"Brother Tim has been waiting for a long time, sorry.

"It's okay. "

Are you ready!" said Tim, word for word, still with a chill on his face, like a piece of wood.

"Well, get ready, let's go!"

After speaking, the momentum of the two soared, and suddenly the wind around the two of them roared, flying sand and stones, tree branches were broken, and the air was filled with throbbing spiritual energy ripples, and everyone was blown back and forth, retreating again, for fear of being injured by the ripples in the battle between the two.

And at this moment, Tim took the lead in throwing a punch, and his fist carried the furious wind, and swung towards Mu Feng like a lion's roar. Its speed makes the fist seem to be covered with a layer of flickering electric sparks, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as an electric light stone fire. And the power, even a hill is no match for this blow. Before the fist arrives, the qi comes first.

And Mu Feng was not to be outdone, he was not afraid, he knew that he would not be able to dodge if he didn't use Luo Tianjie's teleportation, so he punched it with great speed, Mu Feng's single fist condensed a huge momentum, the golden light covered the sky and the sun, and a huge fist shadow like gold casting was formed, rushing towards Tim. The sky flickered brighter and darker, and it seemed that all the surrounding space was affected by this momentum. The golden-colored fist shadow crashed into Tim's fist like a devastation, and with a loud "boom", Tim was directly shocked and flew a hundred meters before he stabilized his footing, and at this time, Tim's clothes were also shattered by the ripples of aura, and the hand that punched was slightly trembling.

And Mu Feng was also shocked back dozens of meters by the shock wave generated by the impact, his face did not change color and he did not panth, except for his hair was a little messy, he didn't seem to be hurt at all, Mu Feng was also secretly frightened, if he hadn't used the golden body trick early, maybe he had been seriously injured by the shock wave just now.

"Shhh

At this moment, Tim has also roughly reached Mu Feng's strength, if he is only in the middle of Jindan, he will obviously not be able to beat Mu Feng, thinking of this Tim unreservedly released his breath, suddenly the wind and earth are raging again, the aura in the air is rioting, and a powerful chill quickly spreads with Tim as the center.

Mu Feng frowned, and said secretly: "In the late stage of Jindan, I didn't expect Tim to hide his own realm, not only from everyone, but also from Mu Feng, who has the eyes of the sky, which made Mu Feng surprised, and felt more and more that this Tim was extraordinary.

Seeing Tim's strength greatly increased, Waste Yisheng's eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly and muttered: "Haha, this will see if you can still be undefeated in Mu Feng?"