Immemorial Dragon Elephant Secret Art

877. Chapter 876 Chapter Demon Race Great Peng King (7 more)

Mohist.

In the living room, there are three cultivators, the three cultivators, one of which is the figure of the Patriarch class of the Xuezhou Xiangjia who was seen by Lin Feng.

There are two others, the first person looks at fifty to sixty years old, wearing a robe, called Yuanzhen Daoist priest, is the Taoist Expert.

The other person is the appearance of Forty, the national character face, very majestic, this person is called Chu Dongchen, the expert of Chu Clan in Taixu State.

Taixu State is adjacent to Selangor, in the northern part of Selangor.

Although Chu Clan in Taixu State is only an ancient force, after the turmoil in the Middle Ages, Chu Clan in Taixu State has emerged a lot of top-grade Experts, so today the forces are expanding rapidly, even though the Taikoo forces are not afraid to take a nap. .

Lin Feng Li Feng’s mother-in-law came to this place, and the three big names inside did not even come out to welcome Feng’s mother-in-law.

Lin Feng is not awkward, these people are obviously in the Xiaoshi Feng away from her mother-in-law.

But Feng’s mother-in-law’s appearance is indifferent.

As for how Feng Feng’s mother-in-law thought, Lin Feng would not understood.

“Feng away from her mother-in-law.”

Seeing the phoenix mother-in-law who was in the hall, the three nodded and did not get up.

Feng Yuan’s mother-in-law never said a word, and found a place to sit down. Lin Feng felt a cold gaze sweeping toward himself. He followed the induction and found that he was standing in the project of the project’s behind.

Lin Feng sneered a sneer, this person does not come to provoke himself, if he dares to provoke himself, he does not mind killing him.

“Since everyone is here, it is time to discuss things going to the cold snow lake,” Yuan Zhen Daoist priest said.

Feng is away from her mother-in-law. “There is still one person who will arrive soon.”

Xiang Hongtu, Yuan Zhen Daoist priest and Chu Dongchen could not help but frown, saying, “Who else? Is it a friend of Feng’s mother-in-law?”

“Not a friend, but I know that he will come.” Feng Yuan’s mother-in-law lifted her eyelids and said.

The voice of Feng’s mother-in-law was just a moment ago. At this time, there was a voice coming out. “I heard that you are planning to fight against the snow, and there is also this in the next.”

“Let’s go, can the Mohist also break into it?”

The coldly shouted sound, the ink collector Patriarch led the experts of dozens of Mohists to be surrounded by two people who came to the courtyard from afar.

“It turned out that you are a sick ghost, dare to swear at me, do you want to die?” The ink in the crowd suddenly sneered, and he remembered the two men who once came to Longling Inn and were driven away by him. .

“It’s them……”. Lin Feng was shocked. It turned out to be the uncle, Lin Feng had seen them at Longling Inn before, and the uncles were driven out by Mo Yu.

“Mother, the sick cultivator is Who?”. Lin Feng asked.

Feng’s mother-in-law shook her head. “I don’t know, but it’s definitely not a simple character.”

Lin Feng nodded and he looked out.

At this time, the young Young Master said, “Small Moh, dare to be so crazy? It is a ridiculous family.”

“Dare to humiliate me? No matter Life and Death, take it directly.” Mohist Patriarch cold voice shouted.

A group of experts of the Mohist rushed toward the uncles.

In their view, the older cultivator, complexion pale as paper, was clearly seriously injured.

This kind of physical condition, even if the cultivation base is very strong, I am afraid that it will not exert much combat power now, right?

However, the sick cultivator is just a step.

Everyone in the Mohist family seemed to have suffered a huge blow, and they slammed into the ground.

Including the Patriarch of Mohist.

Mohist Patriarch, but a cultivator of Creation realm third heavenly layer, even the power of resistance.

Until this time, the Mohist people knew how terrifying the pathological cultivator was.

Many people have complexion pale, for fear of being killed by the sick cultivator.

And Mi Yu thought of the things that drove the uncles before, even more scared.

“Good strength.”

Lin Feng was amazed that the sick cultivator, perhaps because of illness for too long, gave Lin Feng a feeling that he could blow him down.

But Lin Feng never thought that the sick cultivator is so powerful.

“Well? Your Excellency seems to be overdoing it.”

The macroion’s complexion suddenly sinks, and the so-called dog is still watching the Master.

Mohjong is attached to the Xiangjia, and now the Mohist expert is squatting on the ground, and the complexion of Xianghongtu will naturally not look good.

The sick cultivator said, “If you don’t give the family a face, these people are already dead.”

“presumptuous”!

The expression of the macro is suddenly sinking, originally this old bastard body, Death Qi, giving a feeling of going to the wood, but at this moment, his body is like a flooding ordinary, a violent aura surging.

The next moment of the macro disappeared into the hall.

He appeared in front of the sick cultivator, and a trick, ‘Overlord’, smashed toward the sick cultivator.

“I have heard the might of the long-term family fighters, and I also learned today.”

The cultivator expression of the sickness is light, waving the right fist and swiping the bullet to the macro.

In his behind, manifested Demon god Phantom.

This is the Demon god boxing.

boom……

Like the collision of two ancient mountains, the earth is cracked.

Xianghongtu was shaken back one step.

“It’s too strong, it’s too strong. There is a very heavy injury on this person. It even shocked the project.”

Lin Feng was shocked.

Keke cough…

After one act, the sick cultivator coughs up violently.

His complexion became more and more pale, this time act, seems to involve the injury, the body’s condition is getting worse.

“uncle……”. The young Young Master was worried about looking at the sick cultivator.

“I can’t die, you don’t have to worry,” the sick cultivator showed a smile.

“Who are you?”, the item macro expression gloomy.

“Demon Race Jin Dao Yan”!

…

The sick cultivator says.

“What? You are Demon Race”!

Everyone is shocked.

Even Feng’s mother-in-law stood up.

“Mother, who is he? Is it famous?” Lin Feng asked in confusion.

“He is the Demon Race Golden Wing Great Peng King!” Feng is away from her mother-in-law.

boom……

When I heard the golden dragon Great Peng, five words, Lin Feng felt that his head was about to explode the ordinary.

How like thunder piercing the name of the ear.

Demon Race has two very young Paragon characters.

One person is the peacock Saint Lord.

Lin Feng had seen the peacock Saint Lord act in the Dense Fog forest.

More than a dozen ancient giant-level Experts besieged the peacock Saint Lord.

The peacock Saint Lord flew a giant.

It’s really awesome in Hundred Thousand.

Paragon, which is the same name as Demon Race and the peacock Saint Lord, is the Golden Peng Great Peng.

Eight hundred years ago, these two people also called Demon Race two generations of Chosen, young, cultivation base Beyond Heaven.

Lin Feng never thought that this sick cultivator is the Demon Race Golden Wing Great Peng.

The eternal style, eight hundred years ago swept the same level, almost invincible figures.