"Damn, a bitch, why do you have such good qualifications!?" Feng Wu was full of resentment.

"He is worthy of being the head of the Demon Shepherd Society, and he is also a cultivation wizard who he admires very much!" Meng Wanshou here, more than that, is admiration and admiration.

He knew it very well.

Lin Fan has been practicing so far, and he has relied on himself. However, in terms of achievements, he is not inferior to him in any way. Moreover, he vaguely felt that it was a life-and-death fight with Lin Fan, and with all his strength, the one who died would definitely be his.

Feng Wu didn't know the specifics of Lin Fan's place, but he knew some.

Since Lin Fan used the scale shield strike, Meng Wanshou has seen a little. I'm afraid that Lin Fan is here, not just as simple as a soul master, maybe he is also proficient in some other spell techniques.

Of course, he just thought that Lin Fan relied on some means to indirectly use that talent skill, but he didn't expect that here, he had completely mastered it by himself.

For Lin Fan, Meng Wanshou admired him very much.

It can be said that it is very respected!

These thoughts, in the hearts of Meng Wanshou and Feng Wu, were only fleeting, and their eyes also fell on the imprisoned figure at the bottom of the abyss.

In a flash, I also got a glimpse of something.

"It is worthy of the existence of the predecessors of the Divine Yuan Realm, even if it has fallen for so many years, it can be a trace of coercion and shock. Meng Wanshou admired, and his words were full of yearning.

"The Divine Yuan Realm is really good. Feng Wu is also emotional.

This time, even if he is as mean as him, it is very rare, without irony and sarcasm.

After all, this Divine Yuan Realm is

The seventh realm of the Ten Realms of Demon Martial Arts. Don't say that it is their Feng Clan, which is the Six-Rank Master Clan, and the Wind Clan has been there for thousands of years, and there has never been such a strong person.

With his qualifications, it may not be a big problem to achieve the Divine Infant Realm. However, if he wants to be promoted to the Shenyuan Realm, even with his pride, he doesn't dare to say anything.

After all, in the entire Xuanwu Dynasty's martial arts world, there are still many people with better qualifications than him. Which of those older generations of god babies and ancestors is simple?

However, without exception, all of them were suffering in the Divine Infant Realm, even those who had reached the late stage of the Divine Infant Realm, and they were all almost none, let alone touching the shackles of the higher Seventh Realm Divine Element.

He has no wind, and what more?

Mo said that in the current Tiancang Continent, even before the eons of eternity, the Divine Ancestors, without exception, all had extremely high status.

For such a strong person, Feng Wu still maintains a trace of jealousy.

It's a pity that it's only for a moment.

The next moment, Feng Wuyi sneered: "After cultivating to the Divine Yuan, they are still trapped by the secret demons, and there is enough waste!"

"Feng Wu!" Lin Fan suddenly shouted.

Meng Wanshou was also displeased.

Regardless of whether the person in front of him was suppressed or not, all the beings of the Tiancang Continent had contributed. If there is no wind, what qualifications do you have to comment?

In the hearts of Lin Fan and Meng Wanshou, there is one more reason to kill the wind.

Feeling the murderous intent of the two, Feng Wu sneered and didn't care.

In his heart, although Lin Fan and Meng Wanshou are not weak, they are no match for his hole cards, they are just clowns jumping off the beam.

Just ants, why worry about it?

"Hehe, after eternity, you can still see the younger generations on the Tiancang Continent,

It's a pleasure. A hearty laugh rang out.

At this point, in the heart of the corpse's eyebrows, a remnant thought spread out and turned into a figure.

But it was a handsome young man in white who was victorious in snow, with a resolute face, and an unruly rebellion in his eyes.

"What?"

"Hiss......"

Feng Wu and Meng Wanshou were caught off guard, and they were both taken aback.

And Lin Fan bowed down to this seemingly young figure and gave a salute: "Lin Fan has learned from Lin Fan at the end of the year, and I have seen my predecessors." ”

"Well, little doll, you're nice. However, the title of predecessor is deserved. After all, what is left of this seat is just a remnant thought. The body has been dead for more than 8,500 years. The young man looked, but in his eyes there was a touch of vicissitudes in his eyes, and the white-clothed demon martial artist smiled indifferently.

"Whether it's magic martial arts or magic spells, the one who achieves it comes first, not to mention, the seniors here have contributed to the Tiancang Continent, and the younger generations should be respected. Lin Fan said directly.

"Hehe, yes, you kid, pretty good. When the white-clothed demon martial artist heard this, he immediately smiled with satisfaction. Immediately, he glanced at Feng Wuhe and Meng Wanshou, and sighed: "Thousands of years, pass away." Unexpectedly, today's demon warriors are so weak. ”

As soon as these words came out, Feng Wu and Meng Wanshou both woke up and were a little sudden.

This is a veritable existence of the Divine Yuan Realm, and listening to its meaning, it seems that he wants to teach the Fa!

At the thought of this, both of them became a little excited.

"Seniors, juniors have offended a lot before, they don't know Mount Tai with their eyes, and they still look at their predecessors Haihan. "The wind has no way to bow down.

"Hehe......" The white-clothed demon martial artist was cold

smiled, and glanced at Feng Wu: "Wind chariot, wind bloodline, are you the descendant of Feng Wantang? It is unimaginable that now his descendants, although their qualifications are acceptable, they have all gone astray one by one.

Moreover, I don't know how to be in awe of my ancestors, and I am even more two-faced and capricious. If you are stubborn to the end, maybe this seat will look down on you. Can ...... now Huh"

The white-clothed demon martial artist's attitude towards Feng Wu was very disdainful.

"Damn!" Feng Wu's face was extremely ugly, and he wanted to kill this white-clothed demonic martial artist, but he was afraid that this white-clothed demonic martial artist was a powerful existence in the Divine Yuan Realm, even if there were only residual thoughts left, it was not easy to match, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

After the white-clothed demon martial artist finished commenting, he looked at Meng Wanshou, and his face softened slightly: "Boy, you are not bad, you are the descendant of Meng Beihu, right?" Hehe, your qualifications are acceptable, and you still have good thoughts in your heart, and your cultivation is still authentic, and you have not gone astray, but you could have achieved the six products of the wheel of life, but you were in a hurry and stepped into the five products of the wheel of life.

Now, when you step into this realm, do you want to use the magic liquid to transform the realm? Hehe, this is also a method, but it is not how smart it is. Although the Lotion of Magic Washing can give you a chance to choose again in the Wheel of Life Realm, it will also consume some of your potential. In the realm of the wheel of life and the wheel of the gods, it is not obvious, but before and after stepping into the divine infant, there will be great drawbacks.

Seeing each other is fate, in that case, Ben

If you cultivate, perhaps, this ordeal will not only be harmless, but even more beneficial. ”

The image of the white-clothed demon martial arts that looked like a teenager was pointed out, and suddenly, it was a little light, and it disappeared into Meng Wanshou's mind. Immediately, Meng Wanshou seemed to have understood.

And at this point, the young man in white also glanced at Meng Wanshou with a smile.

"Thank you for the grace of your predecessors. Meng Wanshou hurriedly bowed down and saluted, grateful from the bottom of his heart.

"Boy, your mental cultivation is very good. The young man in white looked at Lin Fan with a light smile.

"The seniors are overrated. Lin Fan hurriedly said.

Previously, the white-clothed demon martial artist gave Meng Wanshou the law, and he didn't have any unusual thoughts, but he didn't expect that this was actually the test of this senior.

"Hehe, my little sword honor, I never know what praise is, just tell the truth, among these three little guys, you are the one with the most solid foundation, and you have my former sword, which can be regarded as having a relationship with me.

When I crossed the square before, I had already paid attention to you. Your character and Dao heart are excellent, that is, in the Tiancang Continent before the eons of time, among the young generation of talents, you can be regarded as outstanding, but the distance is amazing, and you are still slightly inferior. The white-clothed demon martial artist shook his head and said with a light smile.

"Since there is a period of fate, this seat will naturally not treat you badly, so I will teach you a mantle. ”

With a faint smile, the white-clothed demon martial artist pointed out and pressed it on Lin Fan's eyebrows.

Suddenly, there was a spiritual light that disappeared into Lin Fan's mind.

Eventually, it became one

Dao Sword Pose.

"Only a sword?" Lin Fan was stunned.

"Boy, I pass on this sword to you, don't underestimate it, its name is Jian Yuan, which means that it is the origin of the sword, and it is the starting point of all sword styles.

You have your own way to go, my sword yuan here, it's just for your reference, hehe, it's been a long time since I've seen a demon warrior who opened the Demon Pupil of Life and Death. Now that the remnants of my thoughts will disappear, I have no regrets about being able to see it, but it's a pity that I used to specialize in swordsmanship, but I didn't study this life and death demon pupil.

Therefore, it is impossible to give you any guidance. However, boy, you must pay attention to this demon pupil of life and death. This pupil technique, once it is completed, is a very sharp combat method. Once it is unfolded, it is the Divine Infant Realm, and it is all about to be robbed. The white-clothed demon martial artist smiled lightly, withdrew his fingers, and then looked at Feng Wu.

"Junior, you took a shortcut, this is not the right way, since the deity has seen it, it is not good to care, although the deity does not look down on you, but who calls you a descendant of Feng Wantang?"

Hearing this, Feng Wu's face softened slightly.

Let the white-clothed demon martial artist point at Feng Wu's eyebrows, but the next moment, Feng Wu seemed to be aware of something, and his complexion changed, and he suddenly became hideous.

"Roar ......" There was a roar of beasts that seemed to be extremely angry, coming from Feng Wu's body, and suddenly Feng Wu's eyes flashed a trace of evil light: "Old horseman, if you want to harm me, look for death!"

Before the words fell, it was the terrifying secret power that had no body from the wind

rushed out and slammed into the image body of the white-clothed demon martial artist.

"Old immortal, go die!"

In the midst of Feng Wu's cruel smile, a terrifying bronze light also blasted out of the body of the white-clothed demon martial artist below.

Suddenly, the body of the white-clothed demon martial artist, which had long since withered, exploded and turned to ashes, without a shadow and invisible.

(End of chapter)