My Fabulous Star Wife

The first thousand eight hundred and fifty-five chapters of three tycoons

"Ah, elder, don't be surprised, this is a game in the lower realm of our human race." Lin Feng smiled and said with a dry smile.

"Hey, I'm taking it, you brothers are very curious about their shapes." Qiu Shenmie looked at the Golden Dragon, Tiger King, San Virtue Taoist and others with a wry smile and shook his head.

"Hey, they are all temperamental people." Lin Feng smiled and said: "Don't worry, I will let them pay attention to the image."

"Forget it, aside from etiquette, these friends are worthy of friendship." Qiu Shenmie shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I don't know what Patriarch Master would think when he sees it."

"Hey, it must be said that our Beimo Temple is getting more and more prosperous." Lin Feng said with a smile: "He might also come up to place a bet."

"Lin Feng, you brat talking nonsense." At this moment, the figure of Di Yi, the master of the temple, also walked out.

"Hall Master." Lin Feng apologized: "I'm causing you trouble."

"Forget it, this is also a kind of relaxation. To be honest, seeing this scene makes my heart feel a lot easier, like a bow, always in a tight state." Di Yi suddenly said: "In fact, practice is just like this, it deserves life and death. Hardened life and death sharpening, it's time to play."

"Maybe." Lin Feng smiled and nodded.

"Xiaoyu, Ting'er, where's Daoxuan?" Diyi asked suddenly.

"They all went out. Today, the three of them will greet the original guests, and Jin Ling'er. In short, let the juniors to greet them." Lin Feng smiled and said: "They have survived the little tribulation these days. Qualified."

After thinking about it, Lin Feng still let Ting'er and Lin Daoxuan get through the small divine calamity, and Jin Ling'er also went through.

Now Jin Linger has joined the Beimo Temple, the next generation of Tianjiao figures.

"Well, that's okay, the young generation of the palace master has not yet been selected, and the next generations have grown up, just to let other forces see our strength." The emperor smiled, his face is very bright, after all During his tenure.

"Hehe, the hall master's merit." Lin Feng praised.

"Don't put a high hat on you kid, are you ready? Are you really going?" Di Yi said with a solemn expression.

"We must go, Dragon Guaitian's corpse has succeeded, and this time it's for my brother Golden Dragon." Lin Feng explained.

"Dragon Guaitian's corpse? Your brother?" Di Yi and Qiu Shenmie both changed their colors. Long Guaitian still knew about it.

The big coffee of the dragon clan, a figure of quasi-god level, but already dead.

"I have brought it back, and turned into a human form." Lin Feng said directly: "This time he used his corpse to stimulate the Dragon Battlefield."

"In this case, Long Zhanye will definitely go out." Qiu Shenmie nodded.

"It’s much easier to take away a dragon battlefield, and the situation is better than I thought. My clan Emperor Qin has been tried to refine by the dragon battlefield, but unfortunately failed, not only failed, but also the power of the people who tried to refine it. Was absorbed into it." Lin Feng explained.

"Absorb it in? I'm afraid he would wake up long ago, and he has understood the law of time acceleration." Qiu Shenmie said in shock.

"The physique of the Nine Heavens Tyrant ranks fourth among the many gods in the heavens. How can it be easily refined, and the more refined, the more fighting will be stimulated. In a sense, these years are equivalent to several quasi-gods tempering the Emperor Qin." Together with the emperor: "Once the Qin Emperor is born, it will be terrifying. Lin Feng has another chance of winning this time."

"Hope." Lin Feng nodded.

"By the way, who is your brother? You steal the body of Dragon Guaitian silently, I'm afraid he has his merits?" Qiu Shenmie looked at the golden dragon.

A character who has survived a small divine calamity can steal the body of Dragon Guaitian almost silently, and it only takes one night, so the imagination is incredible.

"This brother's woman was occupied by Long Zhanye, forced, and then unbearably humiliated and committed suicide, and Long Guaitian was in charge of the criminal law. The result of this incident" Lin Feng simply explained the matter.

"So, I really can't expect such a thing from the Dragon Clan. No wonder this person betrayed the Dragon Clan and is also a man." The Emperor sighed.

"In fact, if this kind of person is treated well, it is the luck of the dragon clan." Qiu Shenmie said with a smile.

"Okay, go, go out to meet the visitors." Diyi suddenly looked at Xukong and said: "Three quasi-gods have come from the Immortal Race, Protoss Race, and Underworld Temple."

"Three quasi gods?"

Lin Feng was slightly surprised when he heard this.

"It should have been invited by your three good brothers." Di Yi's figure stepped into the air and led Lin Feng out of the Beimo Temple.

The silhouettes of the two people appeared above one hundred thousand kilometers in an instant.

There were three people standing high in the sky. These three people, all dressed in white, were handsome, holding a folding fan, like a suave scholar, the **** of immortal slaughter was somewhat similar to this person, and this person was an immortal. A strong man of the clan.

In other words, the last patriarch of the immortal clan is a fairy god.

The second person looks more like a scholar than a fairy **** line, like a scholar who has no power to bind a chicken, and is weak in writing. He also holds a folding fan, but the folding fan is marked by the hall of the gods.

This mark presents the golden color of the gods and is the most noble color mark in the temple of the gods. This person is the great elder sword market of the temple of gods.

The third person was dressed luxuriously, reminded that he was slightly fat, holding a gold wire fan in his hand, and his eyes were small. His eyebrows were marked with the mark of the demon and the texture of the god. Endless.

"The three fellow Taoists are welcome."

Emperor Yi watched the three people laugh and greeted him. Two of the three people were not under him, and one of them was even higher than him.

"Diyi, you are lucky. The next generation will have such an excellent disciple, and the next generation will be amazing." Xian Shenxing smiled, and while speaking, he pointed to Lin Yu and Lin Daoxuan in the distant void. Ting'er and Jin Ling'er are four.

These four guys are welcoming guests at the front door, but they don't know that there are three strong people coming directly from here.

"Yes, you are showing off." Jianxu laughed and cursed: "Show off the next generation."

"It makes people jealous." Mo Wu Endi also smiled.

"Haha, just good luck." Di Yi said with a smile.

"See the three seniors." At this time, Lin Feng also walked up and said with a smile.

"Call me what? Senior? You and Lushen seem to be brothers." Xian Shenxing smiled.

"Uncle!" Lin Feng said with a smile.

"We are the same, Qiumo is my son, Wushen is his son." Jianxu smiled and pointed to Mo Wusui and said with a smile: "Eat my sword first. I heard that your cultivation level is very high."

Jianxu pinched his sword finger while speaking.

A fierce, terrifying, soaring sword light rushed into the 100,000-mile void, and many creatures in the entire northern desert trembled. This sword ruin is a typical sword repair.

"Okay, uncle, if that's the case, I'll accompany you!" Lin Feng's figure walked away from the void.

"cut!"

Jianxu squeezed his sword finger and waved his gesture. This huge sword light across the sky came across the sky, killing Xiang Lin Feng's figure.