Shengxian

Chapter 671 Happy Son (2)

In front of the dragon chariot are a hundred one-horned and two-winged Pegasus horses, each of which is at the tenth level.Riding on each celestial horse is a beautiful and handsome female venerable, all of whom are semi-holy.

Behind the dragon chariot is a [-]-meter-long marching brigade. There are almost a thousand ordinary empresses, five thousand venerables, and thirty thousand celestial monks.

Lin Feng's avatar wished he could imprison all this team and turn them into disciples of the Ascension Sect one by one.But he also sensed that there was a faint enlightening power in that young man, emanating from the center of his eyebrows.

"Sacred Talisman of Enlightenment! Unexpectedly, this guy who only has a peak semi-holy cultivation level is also protected by a saint, who bestows a rare and precious sacred talisman of enlightenment.

This team walked past Lin Feng far away, and seemed to have no hostility towards Lin Feng. Just when Lin Feng's avatar was about to leave, a crisp voice sounded, "This fellow Taoist, please stay. My young master is here to welcome you."

An incomparably plump female venerable flew in front of Lin Feng's avatar, and said very politely.This empress is an ordinary high-level cultivator. If it is placed in other places, a person with such a cultivation level must be respectful to Lin Feng's avatar and dare not slack off.But in front of Lin Feng's avatar, this woman held her head high and looked at him with condescending eyes.

"This fellow Taoist, the deity is not familiar with your young master, and has never met before. I wonder why he is looking for this deity?" Lin Feng's avatar did not get angry, but said plainly.

"Where is there so much nonsense, my young master invites you to go over and ask, it is your honor." The female lord frowned, and became angry, as if she wanted to take Lin Feng's avatar back forcibly.

"Bastard, don't be rude." A thunderous voice rolled over, it was the voice of a peak semi-saint holding a long scythe, his voice was cold and heartless, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

The empress immediately turned pale, with a look of fear in her eyes.

Naturally, Lin Feng's avatar was not as knowledgeable as her, and smiled slightly, "Forget it, I will go with you, and I hope I don't make trouble for me."

"Thank you, fellow daoist, for your fulfillment." The female honored person left a word, turned around and flew away.

The team that had passed far away stopped, and Lin Feng teleported over with a movement of his feet.But before he got close, he saw the overwhelming attacks rolling in, and those two hundred guards also formed a very strange formation to surround the dragon chariot, forming a powerful defensive formation.

Lin Feng's avatar stopped at the right time, so as not to be attacked by them because he was too close.

"Stop, just wait here for questioning."

"Stop, go one step further, and cut Erli down."

"kill."

The auras of those guards are united, and they actually have a combat power of nearly 500 billion. This is not an ordinary power. As long as it is not a saint who makes a move, this kind of power is almost invincible.

"I don't know what you want to ask me?" Lin Feng's avatar asked a little funny, these guys are too contrived, isn't it just a question, it must be like a life-and-death confrontation.

"Shut up, sir, if you don't open your mouth, there is no room for you to make a sound." A peak half-saint who was squatting next to the son shouted coquettishly, and then immediately smiled charmingly. It turned out that the two firm and full breasts on her chest The solid Xiufeng was covered by two big jade-like hands, constantly kneading it into different shapes.

"What's your relationship with the Saint of Hundred Wars?" The young man spoke with a sense of leisure and carefreeness, and the tense atmosphere in the world eased a little.

"The Saint of Hundred Battles?" Lin Feng's avatar was taken aback for a moment, he didn't know who this guy was?
"The Saints of Hundred Battles came to my Happy Holy Land as a guest 3 years ago, and they defeated the hundreds of junior saints in my Holy Land in a row. They have a great reputation. He once used the natal Dao tool, the Netherbone Dragon Staff, how could it be in your hands?"

Nether bone dragon staff?Lin Feng's avatar looked down at the Dao weapon used as a crutch. This magic weapon was deprived by himself after beheading a middle-level peak saint of the Demon Sect. He did not expect to be recognized by someone who happened to pass by this place.

After thinking this through, Lin Feng's avatar chuckled, "I picked it up."

"You are looking for death, and you are acting presumptuously in front of my young master." It was the female honor who spoke coquettishly again.

"Hahaha." Lin Feng's avatar laughed instead, looked at her with some disdain and said, "You are just a slut who can be played with by others, your master didn't blame me, so what right do you, a slut, have to blame? Could it be that you want to take over the role of the master, or do you respect the master in your mouth, but in your heart you don't pay attention to him at all?"

As soon as these words came out, the expression of the peak half-saint priestess immediately changed, "You... you... ah..." A cloud of blood mist rose, and the two firm chests on the chest of the female statue were actually pinched and exploded, turning into a piece. blood mist.Then the son opened his mouth and swallowed it carefully in the mouth.

"Although the taste is fresh and tender, it is not sweet. It seems that fellow Taoist is right, you have a rebellious heart towards this deity." The young man still had a bright smile on his face, but the three female deities around him all looked pale , Kneeling aside.Especially the female venerable whose chest had been destroyed was trembling all over, her breath was chaotic, her mind had collapsed, and she went mad.

"Hey, butcher, eat her." With a wave of the young master, the female honor flew into the front of the car, and the three double-horned fairy dragons opened their bloody mouths at the same time, splitting the female honorable into pieces at once. Three servings were devoured.

The eyes of Lin Feng's avatar stood still, but this guy had some tricks, he would kill the people around him without mercy.

"Fellow Daoist, the Saint of Hundred Wars has a deep connection with my Happy Holy Land. Since you have his Dao weapon, it must have something to do with the Saint of Hundred Wars. But since you don't want to talk about it, then I don't want to ask more questions. Just now The slut who offended fellow daoists has already been executed. If fellow daoists don’t dislike it, you can go to the Death God Sword Valley with us. This time, the noble sect also came to many fellow disciples, and perhaps the saint of hundreds of battles is also there.”

Lin Feng murmured in his mind, he didn't know where the Death God Sword Valley was, but something must have happened there, so the people from the Demon Sect appeared there, even the people from the Happy Holy Land who seemed to have a lot of background in front of him People are going forward with such a big formation, it can be seen that things are not ordinary.

Since the guy in front of him believes that he has something to do with that dead ghost and saint, he should go and have a look.As soon as the name of Death God Sword Valley is heard, it has something to do with sword repair. If that is the case, then you can also find an opportunity to experience it. After all, your own swordsmanship still has many shortcomings.The seven kendo daoying combined a basic kendo immortal technique and two top-level powerful kendo pseudo-immortal techniques. After receiving senior brother Ye Fei's kendo comprehension experience, he became the third in kendo. It can be seen that its potential is still very huge.

"The Saint of Hundred Zhans followed the Saint of Tianjiao to hunt for treasure this time. Since he mentioned that the Saint of Baizhan will appear here, it is very likely that the Saint of Tianjiao will also be there." Thinking of the Saint of Tianjiao who had been mocking him all the time, Lin Feng Murderous intent emerged in his heart.

"Hmph, Young Master Xiaoyao's invitation, do you dare to refuse?" A peak semi-sage with a scythe came over directly, and the low-grade middle-grade Taoist weapon turned into a death trajectory in mid-air, cutting towards the neck of Lin Feng's avatar.

(End of this chapter)