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Chapter 253

"Damn it, the Dark Clan actually turned to the Specter Clan. If it wasn't for that when the Bone Army attacked that day, I would have hit them hard!"

"Don't talk about it, run away quickly. I know a lot about the Hidden World family. The blood of this so-called Specter Clan comes from the ancient Demon Race, and its strength ranks among the top three among all the Hidden World families... "

A series of discussions came to Lin Feng's ears. These people seemed to deliberately avoid being followed by others, and did not choose to fly in the air.

Hearing that the Dark Clan had joined the Specter Clan, Lin Feng had a bad feeling in his heart.

The reason why these hermit families landed small worlds near the big families in the Great Wilderness Holy Land was to rob resources and choose war spirit carriers.

Now that the Fuxi ancient demon has entered the Western Wilderness, every hermit family can expect that the land of the gods will appear next!
And these battle spirits chosen from the Asura Realm in the God Realm of the Six Paths will endow these hidden families with unprecedented combat power...

Hearing these people's words, Lin Feng's speed became faster, clanging, and the long sword buzzing.

The Sword of the Holy Monarch had hung behind Lin Feng at some point.

"What did you do to those people?" Lin Feng asked in a deep voice.

Shengjun Zhijian said lightly: "I just let them stab each other's chrysanthemums!"

"..."

When Lin Feng was speechless, black shadows in the distant sky slowly approached, and when they met Lin Feng and others head-on, Lin Feng frowned. The clothes of these people were clearly from the dark clan.

"Quickly back away!"

The dark clan speaks very domineeringly, and this style of behavior is also very famous in the Great Wilderness Holy Land.

Lin Feng knew it well, so he didn't care about it and said quickly: "I'm looking for Fatty Huang, and that's him!"

Lin Feng said as he moved his right hand, ripples in the void swayed, and the looming figure of Fatty Huang was carved out by him with spiritual power...

When this group of people from the dark clan saw the figure outlined by Lin Feng, their hearts skipped a beat, and their attitudes became respectful. Everyone, please follow me.

Lin Feng, Luo Fanchen, and Feng Meier followed closely behind. Lin Feng could tell that Luo Fanchen had the same doubts as him. These people were all from the dark clan. Lin Feng only sketched the appearance of the fat man. They didn't even ask for a report, so they were brought directly to the Dark Clan.

Such a thing would never have happened in the past.

A bad premonition rose in Lin Feng's heart...

This group of people was supposed to be the people they met on the way to kill Lin Feng, but they were stopped by Lin Feng unexpectedly. Under the leadership of this group of people, Lin Feng almost stepped into the main cabinet of the dark clan without any restrictions.

And it was none other than Fatty Huang in the room.

This group of people brought Lin Feng here with just one chapter of the screen, which is too rash.

There are only two reasons for this...

When Fatty Huang saw Lin Feng's face, he immediately beamed with joy, and gave Lin Feng a bear hug.

"Madman, I didn't expect it to be you! I knew you would come!" Fatty Huang shook Lin Feng's shoulder, showing some familiarity.

It's a pity that Lin Feng didn't even move his hands, but his face turned gloomy.

For Fatty Huang, Lin Feng knew everything about it, and his enthusiasm was probably because he had something to hide from Lin Feng.

Sure enough, when he hugged Lin Feng, sound waves fell into Lin Feng's ears like a thread.

"The Shadow Clan threatens me to become a battle spirit with the lives of the entire Dark Clan!"

Seeing that Fatty Wang was quite nervous, Lin Feng moved his right hand and shot out a few formations. These formations are just formations to isolate prying eyes. The operation is very simple, mainly to find the location of the formation.

Because the Zhoutian reincarnation formation is very complicated, among the more than one million people in the Sanshengzong, the big monsters and the little monsters naturally can't stay by his side. Lin Feng can use these simple formations with ease.

outside the room.

The moment the formation appeared, more than a dozen old men in black robes appeared. At first glance, these ten people were all god-level powerhouses!
"Grand Elder, nothing will happen, this guy actually pretended that we didn't exist and set up a soundproof formation, do you want to break it..."

One of the old men with gray beard and hair stared at the room for a second, but finally shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "Don't push too hard, and if the person who just entered comes out, he must come, and he must never use it." powerful."

Several people nodded at this point, and then disappeared in place again, as if reappearing outside the room.

"Madman, I have ordered all the dark people who can go out these days, as long as they meet you, they will be brought directly to us."

"I really can't think of anyone else who can help me. Many people in the dark clan have accepted the battle spirit. Once they become a war spirit, their strength will improve by leaps and bounds. But such a powerful battle power may cost a lot."

"I don't want to become a war spirit, but I also don't want the Dark Race to be wiped out..." Fatty Huang's face was full of pain, and his words were very solemn.

"How long will it take for you to become a battle spirit?" Lin Feng asked.

Fatty Huang murmured: "Ten days, the Demon Shadow Clan worships summoning war spirits very much, so the sacrifice will only summon war spirits at a specific time."

"Ten days? You wait for me here, and I will find a way..."

Fatty Huang never thought of putting Lin Feng in danger, but when he heard from the Moying family that a hermit family in the West Frontier had disappeared, and it was very likely that it had been wiped out, a glimmer of hope rose in his heart. He knew He really knew that the land of the West Frontier was where Lin Feng was.

With this glimmer of hope, he tried his best to spread the news every day and night... but he didn't expect Lin Feng to find it by himself.

Fatty Huang nodded heavily.

dong dong...

A series of knocking sounds came from outside the door, and the formation originally set up by Lin Feng also dissipated in this burst of rapid knocking sounds.

It was a young man who opened the door. The young man was not tall, and his cultivation was only at the early stage of the Great Emperor, but his words seemed to be above his head.

"Everyone is here, how can you be so negligent, the food and drink are ready."

The young man greeted him with kind words, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Luo Fanchen's face was a bit ugly, Luo Qingyan chose to accept the battle spirit, but now he wants to see another battle spirit is about to be born...

"Let's go, we have consumed too much in the past two days." Lin Feng flirted with Luo Fanchen, and the two walked forward, one left and one right.

Seeing Lin Feng, Luo Fanchen, and Feng Meier leave the room, Fatty Huang shook his head, regretting that he didn't listen to Lin Feng's advice and went directly to the West Frontier, but now he encountered such a thing.

The young man led Lin Feng and the others towards the inner courtyard. When they passed the garden on the way, he pointed to a few sparrows on the rockery and said to Lin Feng: "Look at those sparrows, they are obviously like ants, but they are still there. It's ridiculous to think that you can soar to the nine heavens."

(End of this chapter)