Urban divine farmer medical immortal

In addition, it is located in the center of the tomb.

Although it is the center of the city, it is only a few hundred meters away from the edge of the city. But the distance of several hundred meters has made a lot of pride and hatred buried here.

Anyone who can walk into the center of the city alive is no doubt a master of the major sects.

At this time, in a plain area, a young man with a scabbard on his back was walking in the open plain area. In his hand, he held a three foot long iron sword. The blood on the iron sword had not dried up. In addition, there was a gourd hanging on his waist. He was tall and looked at the sword. Behind him, there were a pile of corpses, The blood on the iron sword is the blood of these bodies.

"Spirit body, spirit flying!" At this time, a man appeared in front of him. It was Li Feng from kunzhou.

Ling Feiyang raised his eyebrows, and the iron sword in his hand was shaking. A sharp breath was forced from the iron sword, which made the grass on the whole plain short.

Li Feng's face suddenly changed in kunzhou, and he said in a loud voice: "Ling Feiyang, don't get me wrong. I came here to find you this time, not with you."

He now some regret, early know Ling Feiyang so hard to talk, kill him also won't come over.

"Since it's not for me, why?" Ling Feiyang opened his mouth, and his voice was cold.

Li Feng hardened his head and said, "I didn't ask you to do it, but someone wants to do it with you."

"Who?"

Ling Feiyang's black hair fluttered behind him. He was dressed in long clothes and looked scornful. He said, "is it the son of the Vulcan clan, or the young general?"

In his eyes, among the young strong men who entered the tomb of the demon, only these two men are worthy of being his opponents.

"None of them!" Li Fengdao.

Ling Feiyang frowned, and suddenly his killing intention soared, and he said, "have you been the running dog of the Wanshang Taoist, who asked you to come and talk to me?"

Li Feng's face was pale and he explained in a hurry: "I have no such intention. The person who started with you is Sunan!"

Now he is a little afraid, blurting out the name of Sunan, deeply afraid of the other party's misunderstanding.

"Never heard of it!"

Ling Feiyang disdains the way, a nobody, it is not worth his hand, if everyone is like Sunan, want to do with yourself, casually find a message, he will do with this person, then he is not busy to death.

Li Feng said: "Ling Feiyang, although you haven't heard of Sunan, his strength is not weak. Now he has not had time to enter the pride of all ethnic groups in the central area and has been robbed by him."

"Oh?"

Ling Feiyang's eyebrows spread out and said faintly: "you are really stupid. So many people were robbed by one person, and you have the face to let me do it."

Although he is not afraid of any enemy, but also will not be foolishly reduced to other people's Revenge tool.

After hearing this, Li Feng chuckled and said, "Ling Feiyang, I just want to tell you a piece of news. One of the people who was robbed in southern Jiangsu this time is your own sister. What's more, the most pitiful thing is that your younger sister, the little princess of the Wanling clan, has become a prisoner of Su Laomo and his slave. "

"Bang!"

Li Feng suddenly flew back out, spouting a mouthful of blood from his mouth. When he stabilized his figure, in front of him, Ling Feiyang cheered coldly: "what you just said is true?"

Although Li Feng is injured, he is not angry in his heart. Instead, he is overjoyed. Ling Feiyang is angry. Next, he should go to Sunan for trouble.

"This matter has long been spread in the tomb of the devil. Is it necessary for me to tell such an easy lie?"

Ling Feiyang sent out a cruel smile on his cold face: "Su Laomo, I'll kill him!"

The same thing happened one after another in Tianmo's tomb, which was bad news for Southern Jiangsu. Ling Feiyang said that when Southern Jiangsu entered the central area, he would be killed by the sword.

Tianhuoshenzi of the fire god clan also said that he was very optimistic about Sunan. If Sunan really had no way to go, he could provide some help, but because of the lack of a schoolboy.

It is obvious that Sunan is willing to be his slave when he is chased to the point where there is no way back.

They have different attitudes towards Sunan, but they have a great influence in the tomb of demons.

No matter lingfeiyang or tianhuoshenzi, they are Tianjiao chosen by wanzu college. They are also the strongest group in the younger generation. Now they want to target Sunan at the same time. Whether they are killing or serving as slaves, Sunan seems to be doomed.

"You are really two shameless guys, and you really think of yourself as a big man!" Sunan sat under the towering tree, his eyes a little chilly. He looked at the depth of the devil's tomb and said, "am I too kind? I didn't take the initiative to find them. Instead, they got up."

Sunan is ready to leave for the center of Tianmo cave.

On the one hand, I want to be a master trained by wanzu College; on the other hand, I want to get more Tianmo liquid.

Now he has been able to distribute ten drops of Tianmo liquid in his hands, which can be called a local tyrant, but he is still not satisfied. He feels that it is not enough. If he wants to really reach the flawless body, Sunan knows that his road is much harder than ordinary people.

"Brother Su, are you sure you want to take this risk?"

Tu Fei is very careful. With his character, he can't understand that the demonic liquid distributed by them can turn the world upside down in the outside world. However, Sunan is not satisfied.

Sunan didn't say that he needed all the magic liquid. He knew very well that once he spoke, they would give him their share without hesitation.

"You don't have to persuade me. I have to go to the center." Sunan opens his mouth.

Monk a Su and Tu Fei were ashamed. At the beginning, they both said they would go with Sunan, but later, with the news of the relevant central area coming out these days, after discussion, they decided to stop.

Looking at their expressions, Sunan said, "you don't have to take it to heart. It's my decision."

Monk a Su was silent for a long time. At last, he carefully took out a sandalwood box from the storage bag and handed it to Sunan. He said: "Da Chan yuan, Da Huan Dan, healing medicine, as long as you have breath, you can live."

Tu Fei next to him was surprised. Dahuandan is the holy medicine for healing in the Da Chan temple. It has a great reputation. It can make bones grow and muscles grow. It can be called the best in Dan.

"Ha ha ha, I can't let the bald ass compete with me."

Tu Fei laughs heartily, suddenly takes out a broken knife with difficulty, and falls to the ground with a bang.

"You..."

Sunan's eyes are full. He already knows the origin of the broken sword. It's a crippled master level magic weapon. As for who it is, it's taboo and can't be mentioned.

Tu Fei gasped and said, "if you think too much, I'll give it back to you after use."

Sunan didn't say much. He put away dahuandan and Duandao and said goodbye to them.