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Although Lin Feng hates to gnash his teeth, but he is also psychologically prepared, Wang Lin and Sun Xiaozhu are stunned.

The black smoke constantly emerges from the stone beads, condenses into a figure in the air, and makes a strange laughter.

Lin Feng looked at it carefully and saw that the figure was an old man’s image, and he was unruly and arrogant.

"A small ant in the tempering period, who dares to marry the old man's baby? Jokes and jokes!"

The old man's laughter is very heroic, but Lin Feng has noticed a strong savage and fierce breath from his eyebrows.

This old ghost must be fierce and sinister, not a good bird.

Lin Feng's eyes flashed, no rush to shoot, but prepared to patiently observe, to know ourselves and know each other.

Sun Xiaozhu did not have such a good definite power. He said: "Where are the ghosts and ghosts coming from, and dare to be crazy?" Speaking of the two palms together, pinched a law.

During the mana surge, a golden light flew from his waist and he went to the old man.

The old man sneered, his fingers a little, a black mist sprayed out, blocking the golden light.

"Look at me breaking your evil law." Sun Xiaozhu's hands and feet changed, and Jinguang suddenly burst into the dark fog when he came into contact with the black fog. It turned into a golden light, and the rain fell like a fog.

For a time, the golden light flashed, and the black fog was riddled with holes.

Lin Feng looked at Sun Xiaozhu, who was dancing with his eyes, and couldn't help but sneer: "What do you think you are facing?"

Sure enough, the old man floated in midair and his face did not change at all.

The black mist suddenly turned, as if it were a huge whirlpool. The golden raindrops that fell into it quickly swallowed up by the whirlpool, and then splashed.

Sun Xiaozhu’s look changed, his face was white, and he had to endure for a long time. He still couldn’t hold back, and a blood spurted out.

At this time, he still couldn’t know how powerful it was. He pointed to Wang Lin’s screaming voice: “There is a villain who dares to collude with the demon and murders his own master. I don’t want to let you fall in love with this. I’m going to shoot you out today!”

"The goal has been to remove the original mentoring relationship, and the host can now accept the target as a disciple."

Listening to the system prompts in my mind, Lin Feng looked at Sun Xiaozhu in a daze: "Rely, is it so simple?"

Wang Lin is just a registered disciple of the Hengyue faction. He is hanging under the door of Sun Xiaozhu. As long as Sun Xiaozhu is the master to dismiss the relationship between the two men and men, there is no need to pass the Hengyue faction permission.

If Lin Feng can still be rational, he can't wait to hold Sun Xiaozhu and kiss him.

This is really a loved one!

Sun Xiaozhu still doesn't know what it means to behave in the past. He has only one idea in his mind: "You can't just swallow it, you can only escape to find the elders of the division to surrender this demon."

"Wang Lin, you are a villain, waiting for me to show the two Jindan period ancestors, you must annihilate you with these demons, in addition to the magic guard, clean up the portal!" Sun Xiaozhu pointed at Wang Lin, and did not even Go back to escape.

The old man saw Sun Xiaozhu escape, his teeth smiled, revealing a thick bloodthirsty and murderous taste: "In the heyday of the old man, Mo said that the two Jindan period, that is, the two Yuan Ying period is only to send food, but I Zhuge Nan Today, when the tiger falls to Pingyang, it is impossible to let you go to the letter."

Zhuge Nan said, a little finger, black atomized as a rope, quickly rolled to Sun Xiaozhu, turned into a lasso in the air, directly wrapped around Sun Xiaozhu's neck.

Sun Xiaozhu was so scared that he flew away from the sky and quickly took a look. He called: "The younger generation is wrong, the seniors spare me once!"

Zhuge Nanhaha laughed and said: "Now think of begging for mercy, late!"

After all, the black fog lasso was tightly received, and Sun Xiaozhu did not feel suffocated, but all the mana was bound.

The next moment, Sun Xiaozhu screamed, his eyes were dull, and the whole person stood in the same place, just like the mud-wood carving, but it was directly taken away by Zhuge Nan, and the body has become an empty shell.

Lin Feng's pupil was slightly shrunk, and his heart said: "Instantly take a soul of the eight-layered monk, and the other side has no room to resist. This old ghost is not good."

The black mist lasso was loosened from the neck of Sun Xiaozhu, and together with the look of the old ghosts, the old ghost looked up and said: "It’s delicious, I haven’t tasted it for a long time.”

The soul of the gods, Zhuge Nan's means is a very obvious magic spell, not to mention Lin Feng, even if Wang Lin can see that he is not decent.

Zhuge Nan’s eyes slanted and saw the faint look of Wang Lin’s alert. The old ghost snorted with disdain: “What do you see? The people who cultivated the truth in this generation are acting against the sky. Whoever provokes you, you will kill. Who."

"How many humiliations do you have in this **** door, how much humiliation? If it is replaced by me, hey! This martial art is probably killed by me now, and all those who insult me, I will make them fly away!"

Wang Lin smiled bitterly: "I..."

"You don't fight, I haven't finished yet, hey! You have a few squads that are quite good. You guys really don't enjoy it. If you change the old man, you will have to catch them." Live and **** the Yuanyin! Hey, that taste really makes me miss, the old man has not tasted it for more than 30 years."

Wang Lin is already stunned and speechless.

Zhuge Nan lingered for a long time, and finally managed to stop, squatting Wang Lin, snorted: "Bad boy, being deceived by the door, how is the taste of a group of you?"

Wang Lin’s glimpse, he only got started for a few days, and he was ridiculed, and it’s not so strong to say that he has a sense of belonging to the Hengyue faction.

However, when the exchange was compared with the disciples who had a great temperament in the test, they were on the stage, and when they challenged all the Hengyue disciples during the training period, Wang Lin was in the crowd, and there was a burst of anger and resentment.

It’s a pity that I didn’t even have a layer of training. I could only look at the other side and look at the nose of everyone.

Seeing the anger of Wang Lin’s face, Zhuge Nan smiled leisurely: “I was taken over by the mountain gate, and I rushed out and fled like a house dog, how is it?”

Wang Lin licked his lips: "What do you want to say?"

Zhuge Nan smiled and said: "Would you like to be stronger? Do you want to have unrivaled strength? When you want someone to provoke you, slap him back to your home?"

Wang Lin’s eyes lit up.

Lin Feng, who is hiding aside, has a fire in his eyes: "Oh, this old ghost not only grabs my business, but also grabs my lines!"

Wang Lin asked: "Can you make me stronger? You... can you pass on my magic?"

Zhuge Nan laughed: "There is nothing small, you learn with me. You can climb the Tongtian Avenue and the Qingyun Road in ten years. Then you will know that the Yuan Ying period monks who took your mountain gate today, But the chicken sharks are gone!"

"But it is not a smooth road to repair the road, it is not a smooth road, you have to suffer all kinds of suffering, you can endure?"

Wang Lin’s face showed a firm look.

Lin Feng’s face was awkward, and his mana was surging, ready to start.

"Dry! You give me a flash, this apprentice is mine!"