Magic repair expert

Lin Feng didn't hide his cultivation, and the aura of the seventh level of refining the void radiated out unreservedly. The expressions of the cultivators at the transformation stage below changed slightly, and they were already thinking of retreating, but the other two refining cultivators and that This is not the case for a fit monk.

"Boy! You're courting death!!" Hearing that Lin Feng was 'uttering wild words', completely ignoring himself, the purple-robed old man in the mid-fit stage was immediately enraged. He stared at Lin Feng with a gloomy expression, and said coldly , "Dare to be so arrogant in front of me in the mere refining period! You are limited to hand over the treasure within three breaths, otherwise don't blame me for being cruel!"

Lin Feng's expression remained unchanged, and he looked at this person and said calmly: "I'm going down to Lin Feng, I don't know what to call senior? This thing fell from the sky, and those who are destined to get it, this junior is a step ahead of luck, this thing will naturally belong to me, and please give this junior a Thank you, junior, for your face."

He didn't want to do anything wrong, so his words were still polite, but it was a pity that the other party didn't buy him at all, and sneered: "For your face? What are you! Are you qualified to say this to me?! Seeing how young you are Light cultivation is not low, and he can be regarded as a genius, I don’t want to bully the small with the big, you hand over the treasure quickly, I don’t care about you!”

"Lin Feng?! Is it the Lin Feng who ranked first in this year's Danmeng Rookie Contest? So it's him!"

"That's not right, isn't that Lin Feng who is the first in the competition only has the cultivation of God Transformation? This person is at the seventh level of Void Refinement! How could it be the same person?"

"That's right! I've seen him! He even hid his cultivation when he participated in the competition?!"

At the same time, the expressions of the other cultivators other than the green-robed old man changed slightly. The cultivators who had already decided to give up fighting for the treasure just retreated together. Discussed a few words.

And one of the two Xuxu cultivators, an old man in gray, also had a slight glint in his eyes, and looked at Lin Feng in surprise, then hesitated a little, but also backed away slowly, it seemed that he had also given up on the treasure hunt.Because this person is from the Sacred Valley of Pills, he also knew that the owner of his valley needed Lin Feng's help for a big event, so after recognizing Lin Feng, he gave up his plan to grab the treasure.

As for the other white-clothed old man on the ninth level of refining the void, he looked at Lin Feng and then at the fit cultivator with flickering eyes. He didn't move for a while, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

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Lin Feng's eyes turned cold after hearing what the old man in green robe said, and he said neither humble nor overbearing: "I have already collected the things, and I don't plan to take them out again. Senior, don't force people too much, otherwise I will have to offend you!"

"It turned out to be the number one in this year's Danmeng Rookie Contest, no wonder you are so arrogant." The old man in purple robe also heard the discussion of those cultivators who turned into gods. Little brat, so what if I force you? The treasure is the one I saw first, so it belongs to me! I will give you one last chance to hand over the treasure, otherwise I will take it myself!"

Speaking of this, Lin Feng could only sigh secretly in his heart. In fact, he also expected that it would be impossible to make the other party give up with just a few words, but he still wanted to try, but it turned out that it was obviously impossible to be kind. The yuan started to run rapidly, and a cold breath radiated out, ready to fight.

He didn't speak, but the breath on his body had already expressed his attitude. The purple-robed monk's eyes flashed sharply, and he had completely lost his patience. He said solemnly: "I gave you a chance. Since you insist on courting death, you can't blame me." !"

The atmosphere at the scene became tense in an instant. Seeing that the purple-robed monk was about to make a move, a trace of hesitation flashed in the eyes of the gray-clothed old man in the Sacred Pill Valley, and then he gritted his teeth secretly and said loudly: "Senior Jin! Lin Feng is me! Distinguished guests of the Sacred Pill Valley, please be merciful, Senior Jin!"

He knew that he might not be able to make the other party give up the treasure hunt, so he had no choice but to let the other party 'keep their hands', at least not to hurt Lin Feng's life.

"Oh?" The purple-robed monk froze for a moment, glanced at the gray-clothed old man not far away, then looked at Lin Feng, and snorted coldly, "It turns out that there is the Sacred Pill Valley backing it, no wonder it is so arrogant, but even so , the old man will also order the treasure! Boy, if you want to blame, blame you for being too ignorant!"

As soon as the words fell, a powerful breath erupted from his body, and he saw purple light flashing all over his body. In the blink of an eye, his figure disappeared in place, as if turning into a phantom of thunder, In an instant, he was in front of Lin Feng, and his right hand formed a claw, grabbing towards Lin Feng's throat.

When he thought about it, Lin Feng, who was in the mere refining stage, could of course grab it with his own hands, but when his right hand grabbed Lin Feng's neck, he was shocked to find that he had squeezed nothing, and Lin Feng in front of him suddenly turned into a wisp of blue. The smoke disappeared.

"Illusion!" The purple-robed cultivator was slightly startled. He couldn't believe that he was deceived by an illusion, but his reaction was also extremely fast. On the left side, at the same time, a spell seal in his hand has been completed. When he raised his hand, a huge thunder of [-] meters instantly condensed out of thin air, and enveloped Lin Feng hundreds of meters away!

However, Lin Feng's movements were not at all slower than him. When he raised his hand to strike thunder, Lin Feng also pointed at him with his right hand, and said coldly: "Ice seal."

"Boom!!!"

In an instant, the purple-robed cultivator felt the surrounding air tremble slightly, a bone-piercing chill appeared out of nowhere and enveloped all directions, white light spots emerged, and a slight 'clicking' sound of freezing came into his ears... …

From the eyes of others, layers of solid ice instantly condensed in the void where the purple-robed monk was, and in the blink of an eye, a huge iceberg of nearly [-] meters appeared out of thin air, completely freezing him in it!

"Heaven-level spells!!" A cry of exclamation came from the mouth of a cultivator who transformed himself into a god. He looked in shock at the purple-robed old man who was frozen by the iceberg, and then at Lin Feng who teleported and easily dodged the thunder. , the eyes are full of disbelief, not only him, but almost all the other people watching the battle. At first, almost everyone thought that it would be easy for the purple-robed monk to win Lin Feng, but they didn't want to fight against Lin Feng in the first day of junior high school. Wind first got a cheap one!

Of course, no one would naively think that the purple-robed monk was defeated just like that. As expected, after only one breath, a loud bang sounded in the air, and the [-]-meter iceberg exploded from the inside in an instant, and ice cubes flew all over the sky. Many monks dodged one after another, and when I looked carefully, I saw a figure surrounded by purple thunder rushing out of the broken ice. The old man in purple robe seemed to be unharmed, but his aura became extremely violent. Everyone could see that he might have had murderous intentions...

"In the mere Void Refining Stage, you think you can trap me with a sky-level spell?! Let me show you what a real sky-level spell is!!"

The purple-robed cultivator's expression was gloomy and cold, and his eyes flickered with murderous intent. Just now, he was accidentally frozen by a junior alchemist, and he was still in full view. This was a great shame for him. Lin Feng had only one way to survive, but now he has decided that he must kill the other party to vent his anger.

All the powerful zhenyuan combined into six layers exploded, and the endless thunder spirit power condensed from the surrounding world and gathered around him. In the blink of an eye, a hundred meters around him had already turned into a pool of thunder.

Lin Feng frowned slightly, stepped a little, and retreated sharply.

"Want to run? It's too late!! Die!!" The purple-robed old man sneered, and rushed out. The ten-meter-sized purple dragon head seemed to be a thunder dragon rushing out of the thunder pool. The thunder exploded, like the roar of a giant dragon, across the air, chasing Lin Feng.

On the opposite side, facing such a powerful and terrifying blow, Lin Feng's expression also changed slightly, but he didn't feel any panic. Instead, there was a cold killing intent in his eyes, and he said to himself: "I really don't know who is desperate... , if this is the case...then use you to 'sacrifice the sword'!"

Lin Feng didn't want to fight at first, but under the temptation of Chongbao, this kind of thinking was obviously a little naive, but even if he started fighting, he didn't want to kill anyone just now, so he used the immortal Taoism he had just learned not long ago. He came up with a heaven-level low-grade ice-type confinement technique. He wanted to trap the opponent and let the opponent retreat, but he underestimated the opponent. After all, he is a fit monk, and his cultivation is a big realm higher than him , easily broke free from his imprisonment, and then made a strong counterattack.

Moreover, the other party was obviously murderous, and he didn't hold back at all. No matter whether Lin Feng used the instant flash technique or the phantom wind thousand shadows technique, he might not be able to dodge with [-]% certainty. There is no guarantee that he will not be injured... In such a situation, if Lin Feng still thinks that his men will be merciful and not hurt people's lives, it would be too stupid.

Therefore, Lin Feng went straight to the killer.

He suddenly stopped his retreat, stood in the void, and with a flick of his right hand, the Scarlet Soul Flying Sword appeared in his hand instantly.

Hold the sword, raise your hand, and slash forward.

At this moment, everyone present felt the world tremble violently, as if all the light had been covered up, leaving only the hundred-foot-long crimson sword light flashing out of the midair, which was originally unparalleled in power and strength. The purple thunder dragon seemed to be just a small snake in front of this sword glow.

As the sword flashed across, the entire thunder dragon was split into two from the beginning to the end, and then exploded into a ball of dazzling thunder, like a large-scale gorgeous firework blooming, and with the deafening roar, it illuminated the world within a radius of a hundred miles. It illuminated the dumbfounded figures of countless monks on the ground.

And the scarlet purple sword light, after killing the thunder dragon, disappeared without a trace before landing, as if it had never appeared before.

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On the ground, everyone in the Pill Soul Sect looked up at the sky in astonishment, as if someone had tapped their acupuncture points.

Suddenly, a figure flashed in front of everyone's eyes, and Yuan Huang, Tao Qing and Guo Chihuai woke up instantly. When they fixed their eyes, they saw that it was Lin Feng.

"Lin Feng! You...just now..."

Tao Qing looked at Lin Feng suspiciously, then raised his head to look at the sky, he was a little stumped for a while, obviously he hadn't fully recovered from the shock.

But Li Yuelin was the calmest, she said with concern: "Xiaofeng, are you alright?"

"Mother, I'm fine." Lin Feng smiled lightly at Li Yuelin, and then said to Tao Qing, "Sect Master, I'm afraid it's not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's go back to the Holy City of Alchemy."

Only then did Tao Qing come back to his senses, nodded solemnly and said, "Okay! Let's go back right away!"

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When the thunder light in the sky gradually dissipated, many monks present recovered from the shock. They looked at the center of the explosion, but they could no longer find the purple-robed monk. gone.

After a brief silence, the pot suddenly exploded.

"Dead... that fit cultivator... died?!"

"Of course he died! I clearly felt that his aura disappeared at that moment! There was no chance to struggle or even scream... Instant kill!"

"Immortal Artifact!! That is an Immortal Artifact!! It must be true! The magic weapon that Lin Feng uses to kill the enemy is definitely an Immortal Artifact!"

"The scarlet purple sword light, isn't it exactly the same as the sword light that cut out the space crack in the sky before?! It can't be a coincidence, it must be the same magic weapon!"

"Why did the immortal weapon refined by Master Lu appear in this Lin Feng's hands?"

"That purple-robed cultivator seems to be Jin Yuting, the disciple of Daoist Wan Lei... He just arrived in the Holy City of Pills yesterday. If Lin Feng killed him, he might be in big trouble..."

"By the way, where did Lin Feng go? Did he know that he had caused a catastrophe, so he ran away?"

"I seem to have seen him go to the direction of Dansheng City together with the people of Pill Soul Sect, maybe he returned to the city."

"Hey, there might be a good show to watch now..."