The days of accompany the senior sister to cultivate immortals

Chapter 714 Let alone you (please subscribe!)
The girl smiled sweetly and said: "Little devil, it's not easy for you to cultivate. If you offer your property and enter my door, I will lead you to the great road and aspire to become the world's leader."

Lin Feng chuckled and said: "In the first battle, all the Immortals died, and when the Immortal Jie died, the soul could not survive. You are at most an old ghost who has crossed the Tribulation Realm. How dare you speak such big words?"

"You..." The girl's complexion changed, she was surprised that Lin Feng knew so much inside information, and what was even more surprising was that the other party speculated that she had a tribulation-crossing cultivation level before her death, but she was not afraid at all.

I can't see through this kid's cultivation, but he is not very old, so he should just be bluffing. After all, mortals don't know these things.

"Looking for death!" The girl thought of this, and suddenly struck at her. A Jindan master is already considered good, and for someone who has just cultivated, he is like a fairy god.

Lin Feng casually stretched out his hand to block the opponent's attack, then shook his head and said: "Life and death are fate. In the first battle, too many people fell. Intervene, but since you have provoked me, it proves that you deserve this fate."

After three years of hard work, Lin Feng is not what he used to be.

Turning her palm into a finger, she tapped lightly with one finger, and the girl on the opposite side screamed, and looked at Lin Feng unwillingly.

"A master of the combined state!"

She never dreamed that Lin Feng, who seems to be young, has reached the state of fitness, and kicked this iron board. It is really unlucky.

But a master of the Tribulation Realm is still a master of the Tribulation Realm after all.

Although she was affected at the beginning, causing her body to burst, but the soul and soul escaped, and finally found a good seed to seize her, so why did she just disappear.

The eyes swung, and the divine soul performed the magic technique of crossing the tribulation realm, turning into a trace of curse, with a wisp of remnant soul, quietly resting on Lin Feng's body.

"Boy, don't let me find a chance to take your body!"

Winning in the blink of an eye, Lin Feng even shot at will, the sky flickered, and a rune flew over suddenly, Lin Feng stretched out his hand to grab it, and immediately held it in his palm.

The rune shattered and turned into information, which was learned by Lin Feng.

"There is a call from the teacher. This news came several days ago. It was only now that the damage to the five continents was too great." Lin Feng sighed, called out the small sports car, and sat in it directly.

Today's realm is not what it used to be, and Ling Wei is able to forge the magic weapon for crossing the tribulation realm. Lin Feng is especially fond of small sports cars, so he specially asked her to help him refine the magic weapon for crossing the tribulation realm.

At this moment, Lin Feng drove away in a small sports car, leaving only a trace of legend behind.

"Immortal, this is the immortal, hurry up and worship the immortal!" The people in the village erupted and bowed down one after another, Lin Feng had no interest in these things.

Driving a small sports car and rushing all the way, this place is too far away from the Xuanji Gate, even if you use the magic weapon to cross the tribulation realm and fly with all your strength, it will take seven or eight days of effort.

This made Lin Feng miss his car, Feng Chan Yao Wang.

Jiexian's speed is incredible, and it only takes a day or two to fly across the five continents, which is far from comparable to the magic weapon of Transcending Tribulation Realm.

Along the way, mountains and rivers were broken.

The Battle of the Immortal Immortal not only smashed the five continents and destroyed the alien creatures, but also destroyed the accumulation of hundreds of thousands of years on the five continents. Now many fairy gates are broken, and even the teleportation formation is completely finished.

Reconstruction is not a one-day effort, and it also requires huge resources to support.

Otherwise, if you use the teleportation array directly, the speed will be faster than 01:30.

In the door of mystery.

The war has already begun, and the masters of the Baifeng Fusion Realm set off one after another, striving to become the master of the Xuanji Sect.

In the past, most of the Xuanji Sect were masters of the Tribulation Realm and Tribulation Immortals. This part of the people was completely overshadowed, but it didn't mean they were not strong.

It's just that the realm of heaven is a gap that is difficult for ordinary people to cross.

There were also too many losses in the battle of the masters of the Xuanjimen combined body state, but there are still a huge number of them. Some of them have good backgrounds.

The head of the Xuanji Sect is one, with great power, especially in times of war, almost covering the sky with one hand.

Those who compete for this position are not necessarily for their own sake, but at least they all have the idea of ​​contributing to their own peak.

Although the head of the Xuanji Sect doesn't care about things on weekdays, as long as he sits in this position, it is an advantage for any peak, and the other peaks are simply incomparable.

The master of Baifeng is fighting with all his strength, wanting to break out of the encirclement and aspire to the position of sect master.

This is the Battle of the Hundred Peaks, but it is a battle of another level. If you are not a master of the Body Fit Realm, you are not qualified to participate. Although the Xuanji Sect's large formation wears a lot, it is not a big problem to support this level of battle.

Elder Kong Xuzi looked at the battlefield and suddenly asked, "When will Lin Feng come back?"

Liu Xiaoxiao watched the battle with a lack of interest, and when he saw him ask a question, he immediately said: "The news has already spread, so I should be back in a few days."

Lin Ruoyu asked curiously: "Why do you have to let the younger brother be the head of the sect? There are not a few qualified people among the hundred peaks, so why make such a big fuss?"

Elder Kongxuzi sighed and said, "Of course there are people among the hundred peaks who are suitable, but in the current environment, no one among the hundred peaks can be the sect master. This will make the hundred peaks unbalanced, so Lin Feng is the most suitable candidate."

This involves very deep levels.

The master of Xuanji Sect, to lead a sect, must need a bowl of water to balance it out, but among the hundred peaks, no matter which peak master gets out of the siege, he will favor his own peak vein.

It seemed like a trivial matter, after all, he was from that peak, so taking care of it was a matter of course.

But often a little thing is enough to overturn everything.

The Xuanji Sect is very chaotic now, because most of the masters have left, and there are too many things to arrange in time.

Lin Feng is naturally the best candidate. Good Fortune Peak has not been seen until now. He is the only one in his lineage. If he is allowed to favor, he has no one to favor.

Yi Qianxue, Lin Ruoyu, and Ling Wei are not suitable to be sect masters, and Liu Xiaoxiao's status is a bit special, so he can't be the master either, so it must fall on him.

It just so happened that Lin Feng himself had all the conditions to become the sect master.

"It's time to send him back now." Looking into the distance, Kong Kongzi sighed, not knowing what the future of Xuanji Sect would be like.

The battle in Xuanji Sect continued, and the battles of the masters of the Fusion Realm were already earth-shattering, and their power was extremely fast. Baifeng's disciples were all protected by formations on the peak to observe these battles.

Suddenly there was a rumbling sound in the sky.

"Here we come!" Liu Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up, and Lin Feng's magic weapon's signature voice, in order to simulate this effect, he had been pestering Ling Wei for a long time, and the two almost fought.

Obviously the magic weapon that makes no sound is the best, but Ling Wei just can't figure out why Lin Feng must make such an engine sound.

The voice immediately attracted everyone's attention, and everyone looked up.

A smudge of blue smoke streaked across the sky, and the beautiful little sports car galloped in the sky, so majestic.

"This is the Mysterious Sect!! You are from the Mysterious Sect..." The remnant soul attached to Lin Feng almost collapsed, manifested a nearly transparent remnant soul, and roared vigorously.

General masters can't see through his existence, but the Mystery Gate is different.

What does it mean that a lean camel is bigger than a horse? Even if the current strength of the Xuanji Sect has declined, it is one of the few immortal sects that still have masters of robbery. How can they not see through him.

Lin Feng was startled and said, "You lost your composure so soon? I thought you could hold on for a while."

"You knew that I was attached to you, yet you still dare to bring me back!" The tribulation-crossing master was astonished.

Lin Feng smiled and said, "I'm not even afraid of the Immortal Immortal taking home, let alone you."

At first, I felt that this was a lie, but when Lin Feng said it, it was so natural that people couldn't help but believe it.

A master of Xuanji Sect, who is not even thirty years old, a master of the fusion realm, and a man, this master of the tribulation realm can almost guess who the other party is.

"You are the true biography Lin Feng of Fortune Peak!!"

Lin Feng stopped the small sports car, strode directly into the air, grabbed the remnant soul of the master of crossing the tribulation realm, rubbed his hands together, formed a ball, and threw it towards the sky.

At that ferocious speed, it crashed directly into the sky, and the remnant soul was already fragile, and was obliterated in a daze.

"Since you came out by yourself, I don't need to bother to find you, just let me kill you." Lin Feng clapped his hands, as if he had done an insignificant thing.

Everyone below was shocked!

The person who manifested just now was obviously a remnant soul of a master of the tribulation realm. This kind of remnant soul had some tricks, but it was smashed into balls by Lin Feng, thrown away, and killed. It was too unbelievable.

Fortunately, everyone had seen the big scene, and they quickly stabilized their minds. A master of the Hundred Peaks Combined Body Realm attacked first, bursting out with strong power.

"Already started?" Lin Feng froze for a moment, waved his hand and slapped him, turning into a huge white tiger and rushing forward, slamming the opponent's body into the ground.

The formation trembled, perfectly protecting the ground, the master of the fit state let out a scream, and spewed out a mouthful of blood.

So strong, too strong!
This is the feeling of everyone. Those who dare to challenge Lin Feng are all masters who have absolute confidence in themselves, but such masters cannot even block a single move.

A few more masters rushed over, and they fought like a siege. They wanted to kill Lin Feng first, and then fight for the position of sect master again. Many masters were so excited that they attacked one after another.

Lin Feng smiled indifferently, stomped his feet in the air, the space shook, and a ripple spread out from under his feet, turning into a huge wall of chaos, blocking everyone below.

Someone tried to break in, but the moment his hands tore through the huge wall, he instinctively sensed a life-threatening force, and let go of his hands in a panic, with a look of fear in his eyes.

Stronger, Lin Feng is stronger than before, still too strong.

Ignoring the masters behind him chasing him, Lin Feng took a step forward, and in the blink of an eye, he was thousands of miles away. After a short time, Lin Feng came to the range of the first peak, and bowed to the main hall: "The good luck peak is true to Lin Feng, and I have seen the sect master."

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