I'm just a big Luo Jinxian

The eyes of the mummy-like weirdo were pitch black, without even a trace of white, which looked extremely strange and frightening.

Black blood oozes from his whole body, dyeing the white bandage black.

However, even so, Chu Xiangkuang snorted coldly, gritted his teeth and said, "It turns out that you are just a little witch, and you can't control yourself!"

He had already guessed that it was definitely the granddaughter of the old man back then, and he still remembered that her name was Wu Moling.

Chu Xiangkuang suddenly stretched out his palm, and each of his five fingers was surrounded by a little black illusory flame.

He pressed his five fingers on his chest, and the word "Heaven" was imprinted on his chest, sealing the witch spell for life!

Wu Moling, who was thousands of miles away, suddenly changed his face, and said in shock: "He suppressed the witch spell! How is this possible!"

Her grandfather was the most powerful person in the lineage of the Ten Witches in the past 3000 years, and even at the cost of his life, the power of the Witch God Gu that the Ten Witches have passed down to this day was exhausted in the last blow.

Under such a frightening and terrifying witch spell, not only did the victim survive until today, but he was even able to suppress the witch spell and cut off Wu Moling's sense of it?

Wu Moling looked at Lin Fei, and immediately said: "Master, I feel it. The witch spell left by my grandfather should be in Mingzhu City! It's just that that person sealed the witch spell and cut off my connection with it... ..."

Lin Fei said lightly: "What else do you feel?"

Wu Moling frowned slightly, and immediately said: "I feel a word of sky, as if it occupies the sky, and wants to seal the entire land of mountains and rivers!"

It is no exaggeration to say that she was shocked by such power at that time, and even under the connection with the witch curse, she thought that this word would seal herself forever!

"Heavenly Demon Conferred God Art." Lin Fei sneered, finally knowing the origin of that person.

It turned out that they were not his own disciples, but Lin Yuan's disciples.But from a certain point of view, it seems that he should also be counted as his disciple?

Ying Long's face changed slightly when he heard this name, but he didn't say anything.

When Ji Yaoguang heard that the murderer who wanted to do something wrong with her surfaced, she immediately clenched her fist tightly.Something that could be called a shadow in my heart came to my mind at this moment.

Lin Fei seemed to have sensed something, and immediately pulled her into his arms and kissed her forehead.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

His calm voice made Ji Yaoguang feel at ease, and gradually settled down.

Lin Fei's long-term sense of security has actually reached an unimaginable level.It seems that as long as he is there, all problems will be solved, and all opponents are chickens and dogs...

This is the impression created by the accumulation of a large number of incidents.I usually don't think there is anything, but after thinking about it, I find it very shocking.

"When I start the era of self-cultivation, I will go to Mingzhu City." Lin Fei said lightly, remembering that there is still a descendant of his protégé over there.

Well, it's just a little unreliable, almost comparable to the "addicted to games, no intention of cultivating immortals" overseas melon skin.

Forget it, it doesn't matter if we see you then.I haven't recovered my consciousness yet, maybe I have to ask him to help find that person.

On the contrary, the Jianmu world is right in front of us, and the recovery of spiritual energy should be the first priority.

And Lin Fei wanted to start the era of self-cultivation, and he naturally had his own plan - after 3000 years of exhaustion of spiritual energy, although his primordial spirit was recovering every day, it was still too slow in the end.

He wants to use the majestic spiritual energy to quickly recover his soul, so that he can unfold his spiritual consciousness!

"By the way, Lin Fei," Ji Yaoguang thought for a while, and suddenly asked, "What realm are you in now?"

This is a problem that Gong Gong failed to understand until his death, and it naturally attracted her great attention.

Not only her, but even Ying Long and Wu Moling looked at Lin Fei, obviously paying close attention to the answer to the question.

"It's too weak, so don't mention it." Lin Fei said calmly, but it made everyone even more curious.

Under Ji Yaoguang's repeated questioning like a baby, he said helplessly: "The primordial spirit was slashed, leaving the wound of the Dao. Although my Yuanshen is immortal, before the wound of the Dao is restored, I can't do it." It is impossible to develop the divine consciousness. As for the cultivation base...it is only in the realm of the Immortal Emperor."

The inability to develop divine consciousness is actually a big or small problem.In terms of combat effectiveness, whether or not he has divine consciousness doesn't affect Lin Fei's ability to instantly kill his opponent.But if his primordial spirit is intact, everything that happened on the entire earth will be presented in his mind at a glance.

For his enemies, this is actually great news.

If it weren't for this, Bai Pojun and Bai Poju might not be able to survive for a minute after Lin Fei appeared; Yaoyao and Lin Xinyu wouldn't have to wait for an opportunity, they would be crushed to death with one finger; A single thought from Lin Fei thousands of miles away can destroy them physically and mentally; Chu Xiangkuang can't stay dormant in Mingzhu City, he's already dead and there's not even a scum left...

In the final analysis, they all have to thank the Demon Lord of the Six Paths of Samsara.

But even if Lin Fei is far from his full strength, it is still shocking enough.

As soon as his words came out, the audience was petrified!

Mere... Immortal Emperor Realm? !

Wu Moling swallowed, and asked tentatively: "Master, what do you mean by the Immortal Emperor Realm?"

Lin Fei said: "Haotian, Queen Mother of the West, Di Jun, and Donghuang Taiyi, they are all in the realm of the Immortal Emperor."

Both Ji Yaoguang and Wu Moling are stupid!

Why does it feel so insignificant to talk about such a supreme realm of mythological dominance in his mouth?

Lin Fei was obviously not interested in talking more about this topic, so he just said "Let's go" and took the lead in walking towards Jianmujie.

He pointed like a sword and swiped across the air.

The enchantment light curtain was immediately separated, and an entrance was slowly opened to both sides.

Lin Fei stepped into it first, and everyone followed closely behind.

Just after everyone entered one after another, the barrier entrance quickly closed.

Everyone in the city watched in shock as the enchantment like a water curtain disappeared, and the illusory scene of Jianmu Realm behind it disappeared at any time.

And when Ji Yaoguang and Wu Moling stepped into it, they exclaimed almost at the same time!

And even Lin Fei couldn't help feeling a little bit moved by what he saw.

In the past 3000 years, there has not been much change in the world of building wood.

The lush and towering ancient trees are as thick as three to five people hugging each other.Vines as thick as buckets are wrapped around the cracked bark, creating a wild scene.

There are all kinds of giant plants around, even a flower is the size of a washbasin, exuding a rich fragrance.

These miraculous plants swallowed the essence of the sun and the moon, and a faint purple brilliance circulated all over their bodies.

Looking around, the purple light between the sky and the earth is faint, like a dream world in a fairy tale.

Not only that, there is actually ample spiritual energy in this independent small world, which makes people's pores almost open, and there is a feeling of intoxication that is almost ecstatic.