Gao Wu Arrives

But other than that, there was pitch blackness all around, such darkness, you couldn't see your fingers, and even people's eyes seemed to be swallowed.

Pang Jian, Fei Yan, and Shi Tong all stood ten feet in front of the low old tree, staring at the old tree steadily. The blazing haze reflected the faces of the three people radiantly.

At this moment, Zhong Weiming, who was behind them, suddenly frowned, giving birth to a sense of crisis like a light on his back.

He almost subconsciously moved away and shouted: "Be careful!"

His voice fell, and Pang Jian, Fei Yan and Shi Tong on the top of the mountain were all awakened suddenly, and their hairs stood upside down. However, it was too late.

Lin Feng in secret finally started.

He didn't move his hands, he used his full strength, nine times the energy burning technique plus Thunder Emperor's fist mark, and blasted forward.

"Boom!"

This originally quiet and dark mountain forest was instantly illuminated like daylight. The moment Shi Tong turned around and looked back, they saw Thunder fist attacking them.

The pupils of the three people shrank violently, and everyone's body was tightened, reflexively using their own means.

Shi Tong, Pang Jian, and Fei Yan, while offering their debut artifacts or magic spells, quickly retreated back, regardless of the cliffs behind them.

"Boom!"

The fierce fist marks carrying thousands of thunders finally came, and slammed at the old sixth Pang Jian fiercely. That Pang Jian had sacrificed a golden round shield, but under this punch, it instantly collapsed and exploded into pieces.

The unmatched fist imprint has not stopped, still moving forward.

"No!" Pang Jian let out a stern roar.

In life and death, he saw his forehead bulging with blue veins, and his thin body crackled for a while, unexpectedly wisps of black air came out from his pores, all intertwined and hit the front.

However, everything is useless. Under the invincible thunder light, everything is like dream bubbles, inextricably black air, instantly turning into flying ash like paper burned by flames.

In the end, in this punch Pang Jian's chest, his thin body made a loud noise, and then it was torn apart and torn apart. The thunder light in the sky evaporates the separated bones and blood rain!

This is Lin Feng's strongest blow at the moment. With nine times the strength of the stack, even a close saint can't stop it.

After punching Pang Jian to death, Lin Feng strode forward and reached the top of the mountain in just two steps. Facing the low old tree, he opened his big hand, grabbed it, and then struggled to mention it.

With a ‘click’, the low old tree was grabbed from the ground by him. However, Lin Feng's face changed slightly at this time.

Because this low old tree does not look big, but the rhizome is slender and rooted deeply inside the mountain.

If you want to take it away completely, I am afraid that I will even bring this mountain to life.

But you have to know that this big mountain is transformed by the stars. Anyone looking for a stubborn stone is equivalent to a star.

The entire mountain is hundreds of meters high, and its weight is unimaginable. Even if a holy deity is pressed underneath, it will be like the grandson monkey under the Five Fingers Mountain, unable to break free.

How can Lin Feng carry this mountain?

With a "tear pull", Lin Feng's left hand flashed with thunder, and the sword cast by Lei Jin with blue veins was held in his palm.

Then, against the roots of the low trees, shook it vigorously.

"Chang!"

This knife slashed and sparks splattered everywhere. Lin Feng only felt that it was splitting on a piece of iron, but he could not cut the rhizome of the root of the old tree. On the contrary, it shook his mouth numb.