History’s Number 1 Founder

In addition to the remaining 700 redemption points, Lin Feng, who completed the mission of the Qiankun Mirror, has a total of 1200 redemption points.

Not much nonsense, Lin Feng entered the exchange system, immediately exchanged for the Tianfeng Daodian.

Looking at the main line task, in the homemade Dafa system, the black hole representing the "wind" also lit up white light, Lin Feng smiled: "The last one is still worse."

After withdrawing from the system, I found that I had spent a lot of time repairing the Qiankun mirror.

Kang Nanhua used the stone flute to treat the injury, and it has reached the last moment.

His face could not see the slightest illness, the whole person was rejuvenated, and the powerful mana fluctuations spread out in circles and circles, and the golden sands and flowing water circled around him.

For a long time, Conan Hua opened his eyes, and the mana fluctuations gradually subsided. He looked at Lin Feng and smiled: "Thanks to your lord, I can heal the wound." He opened his palm and has restored the ordinary appearance of the stone flute. Mana held it and handed it to Lin Feng.

The extraordinary of Shidi, Lin Feng and he have already known clearly at this time, but Kang Nanhua is not greedy, and the injury is cured, and he will return to Lin Feng without any love.

Lin Feng took the stone flute and shook his head and said: "You don't need to be polite, but here is actually not safe. Since this seat can be found here, Zhou Jun will find it one day sooner or later."

"If you really want to keep your promise to your old friend, or think about retreating as soon as possible, take the snow-skinned people here to leave as soon as possible."

Kang Nanhua replied: "I don't care about you, I also have this intention. I have not stayed here before. Actually, it is mainly because I am injured. I have to use the geographical conditions here to protect them. Now I am strong. After all, I dare not say that they have a thorough speech, but at least there is a lot of room for manoeuvre, and there is no need to defend this place."

Lin Feng nodded. "Since you have arranged, there is not much nonsense in this seat. You and I will not be here. If you have a relationship, you can still have a day to sit and talk."

Kang Nanhua smiled and said: "I am looking forward to that day."

"This seat is also." Lin Feng haha ​​smiled, shaking the black cloud flag, bodyized Wuguang, flew outward.

Lin Feng flew out of the pothole, hiding his body without disturbing anyone, using the ability of the black cloud flag to move the space, out of the lonely mountain in the sand, and re-entered the marsh area of ​​the ancient area Daze.

"Well?" Lin Feng suddenly felt in the heart, and he saw the inside of the black cloud flag, the sword of the Shenwu school, which was taken by himself, and once again pulled out the sound spar.

However, Zhi Zhiqiang did not smash the scented spar to communicate with the outside world, but stared at the palm of the heart.

After a while, Knife's gaze regained its focus, as if he had made up his mind, and he threw the spokes out.

The sound crystal spar falls in the black clouds of the black cloud flag, and Lin Feng can certainly get it, but the knife Zhiqiang is definitely not able to find it.

Throwing away the sounding spar, the knife is as strong as the heavy load, and the whole person's mental appearance has become different, no longer suppressed, but high-spirited.

Lin Feng appeared in a physique, and asked faintly: "Do you want to be clear? If you remember correctly in this seat, your actions just like the rebellion of the martial arts."

Knife Zhiqiang nodded calmly: "Yes, but as Kang Nanhua said, this is my nature, and it is against me. I think it is right, so I did it."

Having said that, his look is a bit gloomy: "If this time the generals who led the team were evil generals, I will never do this, but if the evil generals find it here, everyone, whether it is a self-cultivator or a mortal, can’t escape. One death, this is something I don't want to see."

Lin Feng said indifferently: "How to decide what is yours, don't regret it in the future."

His consciousness was withdrawn from the black cloud flag, and then he took out the Qiankun mirror from the storage bag. Just now he felt that the mirror was different.

Lin Feng's mana was injected into the mirror, and the mirror of the bronze mirror immediately lit up, and the mirror became no longer clear, like the muddy water surface.

A bright yellow spot appears in the center of the mirror of the earth yellow, and a circle of red spots is scattered around the bright yellow spot.

"What does this mean?"

Lin Feng’s pupil slammed and his heart gave birth to a bad feeling.

"The bright yellow light is at the center of the mirror. This position should be my current position, or the position where the Kun Kun mirror is now." Lin Feng slightly frowned: "What do these red spots represent? ”

The red spots are big and small, big and small, only a few dozen, and the smaller red spots, at least a few thousand!

Lin Feng looked far and wide, and extended his perceptual ability to the limit. In the thick poisonous mist of Daze, there were so many invisible figures flashing. If it was looming, it was from the sand in the direction of Lin Feng. Surrounded by mountains.

Lin Feng’s heart instantly sinks to the bottom, and he already knows who he is.

The Great Zhou Dynasty, the Shenwu Army.

The red light spot on the mirror of Qiankun reflects the existence of these people. The larger light spot represents the monk who built the foundation, while the smaller light spot is the monk who cultivated the gas.

The Shenwu Army has discovered the lonely mountain where the gale will hide, and the large forces have come round.

Lin Feng took out the knife from the black cloud flag, and Zhi Zhiqiang looked at the scene before him. He was shocked: "I obviously don't..."

"This seat knows that you don't have it." Lin Feng directly interrupted his words. Knife Zhiqiang was placed in the inner space of the Black Cloud Flag. Every move was under the surveillance of Lin Feng. Lin Feng naturally did not secretly engage in small actions.

Lin Feng looked at the distant battlefield, and the Shenwu army, which had already rushed out of the thick fog, asked the swordman: "This seat calls you out, is to ask you, how is this Shenwu army fighting, leading people? who is it?"

Knife Zhihe hesitated a bit, or replied: "This is the former military squadron of the Shenwu army. The former army is the striker of the entire martial arts army. Every battle is the first, and it is the most powerful knives in the Shenwu army."

"My left camp, originally a former military wing, is not as strong as the front camp. The former army is the pioneer of the Shenwu army, and the front camp is the pioneer of the former army. All the camps will be pawned. They are the best at fighting, fighting. The most experienced monks, the average repair is also higher than other camps."

Speaking of this, Knife Zhiqiang's face changed slightly: "But that was the past. Just a few days ago, the former Zuoying commander was convicted and sinned. The general commander of the original battalion was transferred to our left camp."

Lin Feng looks the same: "Is the evil general you said? His surname is evil, what is the name of the teacher?"

Knife Zhiqiang shook his head with force: "It is not a surname, but his full name has only one word, it is evil! Before he joined the Shenwu army, it was originally a loose repair. It is said that it was a fierce battle in the past, but it has now been annihilated. The killing of the door is passed down from generation to generation."

"It is rumored that the evil generals have sneaked into the road and become addicted to sex. I have never seen anyone who is as cold and addicted as he is. Anyone who does not look good to him is killed by him. Don't say that the self-cultivator is an ordinary mortal. , women and children, countless deaths in his hands."

If the knife and the strong face are gray, he slowly said: "In the past, hundreds of counties were murdered by the evil generals. He is now only a golden age, but the fierce name is known as Shenwu. The first butcher of the army."

Lin Feng took a deep breath and wanted to ask another question. There was a sudden burst of killing in the camp of the Shenwu Army.

"Looking at a broken Jindan period implement, I dare to spy on the battlefield of our army? Let's hide the tail of the mouse, die!"

The voice did not fall, a dark sword smashed out from the void, and stabbed Lin Feng on the sky.

The sword is black and inky, containing endless killing, death, and horror of destruction. It condenses the fierceness of countless dead souls, and the sword-like swords of the door are trying to tear the sky!

Lin Feng wanted to manipulate the black cloud flag to move the space, but found that the surrounding space seemed to be locked, and the black cloud flag did not work.

Under the horror, Lin Feng looked at the battle of the Shenwu army and saw the three thousand gods and martial arts monks. The mana of all people seemed to be one and the same, huge and vast, as if they were endless.

The majestic mana was condensed together, and the smashing of the scorpion, completely locked the heaven and earth space near the lonely mountain in the sand.

Even the poisonous misty fog of the ancient dynasty Daze in the tens of thousands of years must be retreat from the three houses, and the place where the Shenwu army battle was established was directly cleared of an open space.

Black cloud flag can not be used, and that fierce and bloodthirsty black sword, has already stabbed Lin Feng in front of him!