Peerless Martial God

At this point, Hou Qinglin’s footsteps stopped and walked towards the vast buildings on the left.

"Come on, just in front of this palace." Hou Qinglin said, then step forward and open the palace!

The crowd was puzzled and turned out to be in a palace. I don’t know what the examination of Hou Qinglin was.

Thousands of people have stepped into this hall, only to see that this hall is extremely spacious, not luxurious, but radiant.

When the crowd stepped into the palace, the eyes of the crowd suddenly showed sharp edges. They saw the four sides of the palace and had a pattern of patterns. The patterns were extremely extraordinary. At first glance, they were so excited that they must be Some powerful powers of magical means.

"Come in!" Hou Qinglin stepped into the hall. After the crowd came in, the eyes were staring at the walls of the four sides. It seemed that they were not willing to look away.

"Here is the place where I often come to the martial arts with my brothers and brothers. I occasionally put some martial arts powers on the walls, or draw them on the walls with the power of the sacred lines. At this moment, I will bring you in, let you be careful. Learn about it."

The crowd looked at the micro-coagulation. It turned out that it was Hou Qinglin’s martial arts magical skills portrayed by their brothers and sisters. It’s no wonder that they only feel very esoteric when they look at them. How strong is Hou Qinglin’s strength, and the supernatural powers that are used at will are extraordinary and worthy. What they portrayed must be some powerful means.

"I will give you two hours of time, let you practice these means here. You must remember to remember that in these two hours, you must make yourself the deepest, only seek deep, play out The strongest force, not the miscellaneous, remember my words."

Hou Qinglin said to the crowd, everyone nodded.

"There is one point. In these two hours, no battles are allowed. After two hours, I will give you the opportunity to see who is the ants, let you fight so hard, if someone does not listen to me. I will throw him directly from the rooftop of the rooftop!"

Hou Qinglin said that the body flicker disappeared and left the palace directly, giving the crowd two hours of time.

"After two hours, let you fight so hard!" The crowd was shocked by Hou Qinglin's words, especially those who were weak, and felt a little scared. If they were fighting, they must have suffered.

Qiuyue heart came to Lin Feng's side and asked: "Lin Feng, what do you mean by him?"

Lin Feng shook his head and said: "Hou Qinglin is a man of reason. Since this round of assessment is decided by him, then he will not make unfair things. We only need to follow his words. Within these two hours, the power of the magical powers portrayed on this wall makes them the most powerful."

"Well, I think so too. This is the first time that Shi Huang and Emperor Huang recruited the disciples of the Emperor Wu. Although they were handed over to the pro-disciples, they also thought about it. It is impossible to do whatever they want." Qiuyuexin nodded.

"Go and pick the magical means that you think is the easiest to comprehend. Then no one knows what to face, and do as much as possible in Hou Qinglin's words." Lin Feng's gaze began to search on the wall, and soon, his gaze Start to lock on the texture of one place.

This pattern is very simple, it seems to be a set of fingering, at the upper end of the line, portraying a finger, as if to pierce the void.

When Lin Feng looked at the finger, he only felt that there was a powerful force to rush out of the wall and destroy him. Moreover, Lin Feng felt the power of the void from the texture.

"It's it!"

Lin Feng's gaze locked the finger and nodded to the autumn moon, and then walked over there.

"I like to repair the sword, and pass through the power of the void. This finger seems to be broken by the fingers. It has the meaning of the kendo. It seems that there is a force of the void in the grain. If I practice it, it will be quite appropriate. Lin Feng’s heart whispered, since he chose this set of lines, he cultivated it to the strongest.

Before coming to the stone wall, Lin Feng sat down and was preparing to sink into it.

"Even if the ants are lucky enough to embark on the ninth heaven, but they are still humble, they only dare to choose the simplest means of cultivation, but what is the use?" A satirical voice came, let Lin Feng gaze, then he turned Looking around, I just saw Yang Ziyan choose a place to practice not far from him.

In Yang Ziyan's view, the strength of the sacred lines of Lin Feng's cultivation and the one finger is too simple, but it is a set of powerful fingerings. This method does not know how many people in the Yang family, he does not bother.

"Looking for the nine heavens!" Lin Feng glanced at Yang Ziyan, his mouth slightly smacked, and smiled indifferently. Even if he looked away, he didn't look at Yang Ziyan again, and he didn't even see what he was practicing, but because he stepped on himself. There are some dark twists in my heart.

Yang Ziyan saw Lin Feng’s movement smile suddenly stiffened there, contempt, Lin Feng, this is his contempt for red/naked/naked.

"Wait, I will make you die very hard to see, let you know what is the ant ant." Yang Ziyan thought of the battle after two hours, could not help but reveal a bright smile.

Lin Feng sinks his heart, his eyes staring at the wall, and suddenly enters the state of forgetfulness, and all his mind sinks into it.

At this time, Lin Feng's pupil gradually became deeper, and the lines and patterns seemed to be gradually printed into his mind, and his eyes were slowly closed.

In the mind, a special handprint is condensed, an illusory finger looming, erratic, and suddenly, with the finger facing out, bursting out with a terrible sharp air.

"Void fingering!"

Lin Feng's heart is slightly trembled. This moment of blooming seems to penetrate into the void, and it has the power of the void. The next time it appears, it will be directly wiped out.

"Great!" Lin Feng was shocked, and sure enough, there was no mystery in it. As he felt, the lines were printed and triggered the power of the void, which made the finger break open and directly assassinate, killing people invisible.

Very few people have access to the power of the void.

Lin Feng’s mind sinks into it, quietly feeling the power of the sacred pattern.

In the mind, that scene is constantly reappearing. However, although Lin Feng’s understanding is strong today, if it is said that it is necessary to comprehend the power of the void in two hours, it is impossible to exert this empty fingering.

Unconsciously, the celestial martial arts slowly opened, and the ridiculous world once again appeared there.

That touch of grain, slowly printed into the martial arts, expanded in the martial arts, presented, and each stroke is clearly defined, the trace of the sacred pattern, fully presented.

Lin Feng's tremor, Wuhun, showing the power of the sacred pattern, he did not even find out before, the Wuhun actually has this magical means.

In the past, he thought that the martial arts of the Tianshu could only restore the treasures such as the celestial stone and the stone sacred stone. At this moment, the martial arts, even the holy lines, can be outlined.

The heart is slightly trembling, and the martial arts can even present the sacred lines. Then, even if he cultivates the power of the sacred lines, will it become much simpler?

However, Lin Feng soon calmed down the fluctuations of his heart and fell into the comprehension of the sacred pattern. At this moment, the sacred pattern seemed to be cut open, and the trajectory was clear. Lin Feng’s palm seemed to move, one finger slowly. Condensed with special lines, from raw to familiar, gradually revealing the unpredictable feeling.

In a blink of an eye, one hour passed, Lin Feng stopped practicing, and his face showed a smile.

"I didn't expect this martial art to have such wonderful effects." Lin Feng smiled extraordinarily brightly. He didn't even notice it before. Even if the finger of the void has a sacred pattern, he still comprehend through the martial arts quickly, so that he It’s not a lot of magical means to cultivate any future.

Looking at Yang Ziyan next to him, he was still practicing, and everyone else was there, obviously remembering Hou Qinglin’s words.

"It seems that there is still time to cultivate another kind of magical means." Lin Feng said with a smile, then looked back again!

Ps: Today's update is slower. If you only update the five more, then it will be seven tomorrow, everyone will give you some strength, and there will be a little more on the last day!