Peerless Martial God 2

"Let's go, it's time to go out."

Lin Feng steadily landed on the ground, looking around everyone, seeing that their brothers almost all broke through to the Holy Spirit, and even if the evil and Tianchi have broken through the Holy Spirit, Lin Feng is still somewhat happy.

The dream also came back from another place in the mysterious altar. The coldness of the momentum did not weaken at all, but it was even more intense. And Lin Feng was surprised to find that the strength of the dream at the moment was actually the Holy Spirit and was not weaker than himself. .

"You, don't fall in love with the mysterious altar, it's time to come out."

At this moment, a slightly hoarse but very loud drink spread throughout the mysterious altar, and then Lin Feng and his party felt that the scene in front of the scene had changed, Lin Feng left hand slightly lifted, tyrannical time and space morality swept out, protecting This pedestrian, himself, appears innocently on the mysterious altar.

The other contestants, all of them pale, almost squatted on the ground, because they did not react, they were transmitted.

When I came to the outside of the mysterious altar, Lin Feng just saw it when I was old. When I was standing on the side of Yan Emperor with a smile, Yandi was still the same, and her eyes were closed. It seemed that she had nothing to do with him.

"You are in the Xuantan week, how do you feel?" When the old man looked around, his eyes passed through Lin Feng, and he only smiled, no extra expression, as if he had never known Lin Feng.

Lin Feng also felt different from the past when he was old. It was from the confidence and overbearing atmosphere of the strong. When you look at the old strength, it is already the Holy Spirit.

No wonder the hall can become the first force in the land of the gods, and it is also the second-rate power in the center of the land, but because of the age, everything becomes unusual.

"Thank you for the predecessors of the temple, give us this opportunity, I am so grateful."

The people behind Lin Feng are all respected and clenched fists. They look grateful when they look old. They are here for a week, and almost everyone’s strength has increased to varying degrees. This is their own sect. Unable to reach, after all, they are not the core disciples of Zongmen.

"Yeah, the predecessor of the temple, thank you very much." It was a man who came out and smiled with a compliment. He couldn’t see what he was thinking about.

When the old face is full of smiles, I don’t think about the authenticity of these people’s words, but smile: “Well, since the strength has grown a lot, then please go out with the old ones, the six gates of the Shenlu Center. The disciple has already arrived, and I want to see the faces of our disciples in the southeast and northwest."

"This... all six disciples are coming?"

However, the old sayings did not fall, these old disciples have been pale when the face is pale, for these six, they have a lot of taboo, and may even say that it is panic and fear.

"Predecessors, I forgot, I still have Zongmen's younger brother in the inn, I want to go back and join them, sorry, leave."

Finally, in this unsteady atmosphere, a man left the box directly and did not dare to say a word. As the man left, there were several disciples who had left the place for various reasons.

When the old man has been cold-eyed, the corner of his mouth is a ridiculous smile, but he never stopped. He knows that even if they don’t leave now, when they wait for the big game, they are afraid that six disciples will show up and have already been scared. I am courageous.

The team that could have had hundreds of people had gone a long way in an instant. Now count Lin Feng and the dozen or so people around, but only 50 people.

Of course, these fifty people are not afraid of the six gates, because they are the elites of the Quartet and the kings of their respective strongest forces. If they all retreat, what is the significance of the game?

"Predecessors, please take us to go."

Just after the timid disciple left, the sinking sound suddenly came out. Lin Feng looked back and saw a man wearing a white robe and a handsome appearance. His face looked gloomy and solemn. His eyes are full of arrogance.

The man looked around in a circle and his eyes fell on Lin Feng. It was a faint smile. Lin Feng’s work in the Xuan Dian was in his eyes, so the man admired Lin Feng’s guts and strength.

For the kind eyes of men, Lin Feng is also a smile.

"Lin Feng, he is the **** of the West, the most powerful disciple of the powerful martial arts, Zhuge Haonan, the Holy Spirit of the Five Emperors, the real people who can stand the loneliness and seek the Tao."

Just when the two men looked at each other and laughed, the voice of the criminal warfare also rang in the heart of Lin Feng. Lin Feng looked at the criminal brother, and then silently remembered the name and strength of the other party. The criminal war was also in the west of the gods. Naturally understand Zhuge Haonan.

"Senior brother, is this Lin Feng? The teacher said to us, the new rising star of Shenlu Dongfang, I don't think so?"

However, when Lin Feng and the criminal war focused on Zhuge Haonan, a black man next to Zhuge Haonan on the other side suddenly asked his brother, his brother was a black robe, his face was full of arrogance. Color, binocular lunar calendar, like the eyes of a viper, people look very uncomfortable.

The man listened to the teacher's words, could not help but frown, and then casually squinted at Lin Feng, then faintly said: "It doesn't matter, a waste, this contest, who cares about the land of the East?"

"Oh, too, who will pay attention to a continent full of waste?" When the man heard the words of his brother, he couldn’t help but sneer and echo the words of his brother.

The two brothers looked at Lin Feng and even Lin Feng's people around them, all with a strong sarcasm. In their view, Lin Feng and the people of Shen Lu Dongfang are all waste, and they don't have to pay attention.

"Teacher, are you going to teach them?"

The criminal warfare listened to the other party so ridiculed Lin Feng, could not help but clenched his fists, gaze at the black robe man, but Lin Feng did not care, smiled and shook his head and said: "No need, let the strength stay in the competition. ".

"Well, I listen to you." The criminal war heard that he only nodded, but he remembered the appearance of the black robe man and his arrogant face.

Zhuge Haonan has been silently observing Lin Feng's reaction. If Lin Feng is irritated by this, he will look down on Lin Feng, but Lin Feng is not angry, so Zhuge Haonan feels that Lin Feng is not simple.

As for the brothers and sisters who ridiculed Lin Feng, Zhuge Haonan did not need to pay attention to it. The two holy spirits of the Holy Spirit were only four, and they squatted in the south of Shenlu, and thought that the world was theirs.

"Oh, everyone, please come with me."

When Lao has been watching the reaction of Lin Feng and others, until now he laughed out loudly, and then stepped out, the left hand waved, the tyrannical time and space morality swept out, and all of them felt instantly, an irresistible energy. Hit it.

Lin Feng is the same, although his own time and space morality has reached six points, but the old morality has at least reached seven.

Blinking ~www.readwn.com~ Everyone has come to an open practice martial arts field. The martial arts field is forged from Qingshi. The surrounding 100 meters wall covers part of the sunlight, making the entire training field appear. Very mysterious.

At this time, the empty training center has stood a lot of people, and apart from the elders of the Xuantan, the remaining six teams are the six sects from the center of Shenlu.

This is the competition, the few forces that have the highest chance of winning the championship.

"The six-door participating disciples have arrived, and it really gives me the old man's face."

When the old man has not yet arrived at the practice martial arts field, the hearty smile has spread throughout the practice field. As the old laughter came, countless people raised their eyes and filled the sky with a hint of jealousy and admiration.

Although there is no shortage of the strong spirits of the Holy Spirit on the land of God, the gods who are able to reach the Holy Spirit are the strongest ones.

Even the disciples of the six gates do not dare to be too scornful. On the strength, the halls are not much weaker than them.

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