"Yes!"

The white-haired old man arched his hand and was about to issue an order.

"Your Highness, Elder Yang!"

At this time, the sound of breaking wind came from a distance, and three figures shot through at a gallop.

Seeing the three of them looking panicked, the prince frowned and said, "What's the matter?"

"Your Highness, Elder Lin...... He's dead. ”

The middle-aged warrior led by gritted his teeth and took out the miserable corpse of the black-faced warrior and put it on the ground.

"Elder Lin!"

The faces of the prince and the white-haired old man changed.

Sou!

The white-haired old man instantly appeared next to the corpse, investigated it carefully, raised his head, and his face became extremely ugly, "Where did you find the corpse?

"In a barren mountain more than two hundred miles north of here, there was no one else to be seen. The middle-aged warrior shook his head.

The prince noticed the white-haired old man's expression, and his face sank, "Elder Yang, could it be ......?"

The white-haired old man stood up, glanced at the corpse of the black-faced warrior, nodded and said:

"There can't be a mistake, it must be Luo Feng. The time that Elder Lin died would not be more than an hour, and Luo Feng should still be in the Red Dragon Mountain Range. ”

Boom!

The ground under the prince's feet cracked a few cracks, and the murderous intent in his eyes was heavy, and he shouted to the three people in front of him:

"Gather everyone, I'm going to break him to pieces!"

"Your Highness, no. ”

The white-haired old man stopped the prince and said, "Luo Feng can kill Elder Lin, his strength is extraordinary, I'm afraid that all of us here may not be able to capture him." Unless there is a True Yuan Realm powerhouse to make a move......"

"How is this possible...... He's so strong?"

The prince's eyes were shocked, half a year ago, Yi Tian and Luo Feng were fighting, and it was only the fivefold realm of the Spirit Vortex Realm, in such a short period of time, the other party actually had the strength to kill the top martial artists of the Spirit Vortex Realm!

The white-haired old man was also a little hard to believe.

Elder Lin was killed by Luo Feng, which was somewhat unexpected to him, but the fact was defeated in front of him, so he had to believe it.

Judging from the injuries, Luo Feng and Lin Yuanlao have not fought for a long time, that is to say, there is an obvious gap in the strength of the two, and the gap is so big that Lin Yuanlao does not even have a chance to escape.

This son is terrible!

Involuntarily, the white-haired old man took a breath of cold air.

"Elder Yang, I don't want to wait until the New Dragon List Conference. ”

The prince's gaze suddenly looked at the white-haired old man, and his gaze was deep: "You contact that True Yuan Realm friend now and ask him to kill Luo Feng." ”

Luo Feng's outstanding talent made the prince feel jealous and fearful in his heart, and if this person was not eliminated for a day, it would be a big trouble for him.

The white-haired old man shook his head, "Your Highness, that friend's whereabouts are ethereal, and I don't know where he is now." What's more, by the time he arrived, Luo Feng would probably have already left the Red Dragon Mountain Range. ”

After a pause, the white-haired old man continued:

"However, since Luo Feng is still in the Red Dragon Mountain Range. I do have a note that he will never return to the Linglong Palace. ”

"What's the idea?" asked the prince hurriedly.

The white-haired old man's eyes flashed with a faint cold glint and said:

"Last time, the Twelve Golden Palaces jointly held a hunting conference, and the Western Desert Demon Sect suffered heavy losses. It is rumored that the map of the Demon Sect's stronghold was obtained by Luo Feng, and it can be said that he is the culprit of all this. As long as we release the news, Luo Feng will be in the Chilong Mountain Range......"

The prince's eyes moved, "You mean, borrow the hand of the Demon Sect to kill Luo Feng?"

"Exactly!"

The white-haired old man nodded, "As long as they get this news, the people of the Western Desert Demon Sect will definitely not sit idly by." When the time comes, Luo Feng will be unable to fly. ”

The prince's face was overjoyed, and he clapped his palms:

"Okay! That's it, Elder Yang, you go and arrange it immediately. ”

"Yes!"

The white-haired old man replied, and his figure flashed and disappeared in place.

The prince sneered, "Luo Feng, let your means go to the sky, offending me is also a dead end!"

......

Luo Feng left the mountain peak, cast the Tianyun Step, ran for thirty or forty miles in one go, and stopped under a waterfall formed by lava.

According to the map, this should be a safe place.

Boom Boom Boom Boom ......

The lava waterfall is more than 100 meters wide, nearly 1,000 meters high, the red lava falls, like a huge fire refining falling from the sky, impacting in the canyon, emitting a thunderous roar, splashing fire waves, dozens of meters high, the momentum is amazing.

"It's so thick, it's no wonder that you can't feel any demon beast aura around here. ”

Luo Feng's face was red from the firelight, and the hot breath that came to his face made him feel a little anxious in his heart.

In this hot wind, there is not only an extremely strong fire energy, but also a fire aura, if an ordinary person is here, I am afraid that he will be swallowed by the evil qi immediately, lose his mind, and go crazy and turn into a humanoid beast.

Airplanes!

Luo Feng is running the general trend, which can suppress the power of nothingness, envelop his body, and make him no longer affected by evil qi.

"It's a dangerous place for others, but it's a blessed place for me. ”

Looking at the lava waterfall, Luo Feng smiled.

The general trend can suppress nothingness, and the evil qi here has no effect on him in the slightest, and the rich heaven and earth vitality will help him to cultivate.

Taking a deep breath, Luo Feng faced the lava waterfall, sat down cross-legged, and began to operate the Nine Transformations of the Divine Dragon.

Roar......

The vitality began to operate according to the trajectory of the nine changes of the divine dragon, and immediately turned into a dragon shape, shuttling through the meridians around him.

At the same time, under the waterfall, the airflow around Luo Feng also transformed into a dragon-shaped phantom, a total of nine, but one of them was very gloomy, as if it would be broken at any time, as if it was real and illusory.

Roar Roar Roar Roar ......

The nine-headed dragon-shaped phantom was churning and groaning around him, and his majesty was competing with the Chilian Waterfall next to him, no matter how high or low.

Time passes like a rolling red torrent.

A day passed, Luo Feng opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbidity.

Phew!

The breath is condensed but not dispersed, like an air sword, piercing the Chilian Waterfall in the distance into a round hole.

Standing up, Luo Feng casually pressed forward with a palm.

Boom Boom Boom ......

The air shook violently, and the dazzling red light burst out, transforming into an incomparably condensed huge palm gang, piercing the lava waterfall into a huge palm print, which could not be connected for a long time.

"If you want to break through the True Yuan Realm, you still have a little bit of heat. However, the Nine Transformations of the Divine Dragon have been refined, and the second Transformation of the Blood Soul Transformation should soon reach the ninth level. ”

Retracting his palm, Luo Feng felt the newly condensed dragon-shaped phantom in his veins, and his face showed surprise.

With the breakthrough of the Blood Soul Transformation, the quality of the vitality in his body has been qualitatively improved, far superior to the ordinary Spirit Whirl Realm Ninefold Peak Martial Artist, Luo Feng estimated that with his current strength, if he wants to kill the black-faced middle-aged, he doesn't need to use the sword technique at all, and he can defeat the opponent directly with the Heavenly Fire King Fist, and it will not exceed three punches.

This is still second, give him a little more time, and the blood soul transformation will be able to break through the ninth level, and if he cultivates into the Nine Dragons Guiyuan, he can condense a mouthful of true yuan.

When the time comes, below the True Yuan Realm, his strength is enough to sweep all opponents, and even when he encounters a True Yuan Realm martial artist, he can fight.

"It's time to go back to the Golden Palace. ”

Mood was a little settled, Luo Feng looked up at the scorching sun hanging in the sky, his figure flashed, and disappeared into the mountains and forests.

Originally, he planned to cultivate the Blood Soul Transformation to the ninth level in one go, but he was worried that something would happen on the way back to the Golden Palace and miss the schedule of the New Dragon List Conference, so he decided to continue cultivating on the way.