The Journey Starts From the Fairy Tail

"It's a pity that the heart of the little sword demon is higher than the sky, and life is thinner than paper. He wants to enter the hinterland of the Pearl Academy and drink and kill the array. If he is not so proud, the human race may have another Wu Wang or Huang Wu." Qin Wangyue sneered. road.

"Is Zifeng's swordsmanship better than Little Sword Demon? I don't think so." Duke Wu questioned.

Leng Hou curled his lips and said, "No matter what Lin Jian's skill is, it is an indisputable fact that he successfully passed the thirty-two formations. What use do you suspect?"

Duke Wu blushed suddenly with choking.

The monk at the foot of the mountain found that after Zifeng passed the 30th killing array, each time it passed, it took longer and longer.

Although they didn't know what happened to Zifeng, they all suspected that the opponents Zifeng faced must be getting more and more terrifying.

Qu Xiuzhi sighed and said to herself: "If the third brother can take me with me, I can at least use pupil technology to help the third brother see through all invisible people."

"If the third brother takes me, there will be all kinds of pills in my gourd, including bruises, nourishing qi and blood, relaxing muscles and promoting blood circulation. All kinds of pills." Xiao Huanglong said to Li Jiale.

"Lao Zidi! If the third one takes me away, I will yell, and all the ferocious beasts will kneel down to sing and conquer." Li Mi's voice fell low.

"Unfortunately, as the third brother, he will not take any of us, because he would rather go through water and fire than hurt us." Liang Fang sighed.

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Zifeng killed ten people, demons and beasts. After a mixed team, the scene suddenly changed.

A cliff appeared in front of Zifeng. A sigh came from the cliff. A man in Tsing Yi turned around and looked at Zifeng silently.

This man has good features, a long slender figure, a wine gourd hanging from his waist, and a spear in his hand.

The neck of the gun was covered with a red tassel. The top of the gun was as white as snow, and the gun body was black and bright.

The man glanced at Zifeng and sighed softly when the spear suddenly arrived here.

Stabbed with a spear, a piece of blue blood came out against the clear sky!

Senhan's spear light suddenly turned into a silver dragon, smoking and walking towards the purple wind.

Zifeng suddenly recognized this very famous gun. The name of this gun is Blue Blood Silver Washing Gun.

Lin Ming, the owner of the gun, is considered the most melancholic master of gun technology.

The moment Zi Feng saw the blue blood washing the silver gun, he understood that the thirty-first kill array blue shirt violin man and the thirty-second kill array white sword man had become the spirits of the stepped kill array.

When they climbed the ladder, they must be the most gifted monks of their age, but unfortunately, they were all buried in the ladder killing array.

Their unyielding soul stayed in the killing array, not reincarnated, and guarded their dead array forever. Operationtimedoutafter30001millisecondswith0outof-1bytesreceived Zifeng also clenched his fist, bowed, and returned the gift.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Ming's figure, together with the cliff, all disappeared, and there was a flash of light around Zi Feng, and Zi Feng was transferred to the 34th Killing Array.

When the thirty-fourth lamp came on, Yun Qingshan, Duke Wu and others were all taken aback.

Because Master Bodhi just explained Lin Ming's story to them, he is the youngest gun master in the history of human cultivation.

"Zifeng actually passed the 33rd formation in such a short time? That's where even Lin Ming's predecessor lost his resentment." Master Wu Cheng stuck his tongue out.

"It seems that Zifeng must have a big secret. Otherwise, he could not be so relaxed. On the way to the funeral of the genius, he passed three passes." Yun Qingshan said.

At this time, Bai Muya also joined the discussion circle.

"Actually, I have long suspected that Zifeng has a secret, otherwise, how could we let the person staring at the cliff collapse? How can we kill 36 magic generals in one breath? Qin Ming will fight one enemy nine times..."

"Ahem..."

Qin Yueyuan also turned back, and when he heard Bai Muya mentioning the failure of his academy again, he was immediately upset again.

Hearing Qin Wangyue's cough, Bai Muya immediately changed the subject.

"If Zifeng had no secrets, I wouldn't believe it either."

Master Bodhi took a deep look at him, and said lightly: "Everyone has a secret."

Qin Jun looked at Bai Muya contemptuously and sneered: "Bai Muya, do you want to destroy Zifeng with my waiting hand while watching him leave you?"

"Qin Manyue, you are talking nonsense! Zifeng can't get out of the stairs to kill the formation. Why should I use your hand to kill Zifeng?" Bai Muya said angrily.

"Hehe, you finally admitted that Zifeng can't leave the ladder alive. Bai Muya made it clear that your intentions are vicious." Qin Wangyue smiled:

Bai Muya suddenly became angry, and suddenly raised his hand, about to hit Qin Yueyuan.

King Qin was not afraid of him either. He clenched his right hand, ready to go.

King Yulong immediately ran over and was caught between the two people, and once again persuaded him for good or bad.

"Dog bites people, a mouthful. I look forward to Zifeng climbing the ladder. When that happens, I will look at your expression."

Bai Muya and King Qin were very anxious when they heard this.

In the crowd, Yunyue saw the big man in the convertible arguing, she sneered in her heart and said, "Oh, this is a monk's world, the law of the jungle, and the life and death of Zifeng. In their eyes, perhaps it is not as radical. Words are important."

She looked at the thirty-fourth lamp on the line, and prayed silently in her heart: "Pray for the blessing of heaven and earth, and Zifeng can climb the ladder smoothly."

In the crowd not far away, several monks from Qin Feng College were gathering together and discussing in surprise.

"Hey, Zifeng has already rushed to the thirty-fourth killing formation in one breath. Did our prayer really appear?" Wu You asked in surprise.

"Maybe, if we don’t pray, maybe Zifeng has died long ago. We are his enemies. We even pray that Zifeng can enter level 49. Can he enter the pass smoothly? Damn, why didn’t I think of such a mentally handicapped Question?" Qin Chenxi frowned and roared: "From now on, we pray that Zifeng will die soon."

After killing a group of people, ghosts, and beasts, Zifeng saw a sea of ​​fire in front of him.

Zifeng found himself standing on a protruding rock surrounded by endless flames. A young man with red hair levitated above the flames.

The young man was wearing a red robe, with red hair and scarlet eyes, looking like a devil.

However, it is strange that he has a human face.

When he saw the red man, Zi Feng suddenly thought of Ling Yun's step. The person in the fire actually looked a bit like Ling Yun.