Super Ring

"I don't know if there is anything, but since it's a place left over from ancient times, there should be some good things." Merkjie replied while drinking tea.

"You brought me to your palace, isn't it just for me to help you get rid of that soul, right?" Lin Feng had already guessed what happened next.

Merkjie was silent for a while and replied: "Yes, I will bother you this time. The imperial family of our Autumn Wind Empire has waited for many years, and finally we have waited for you."

"I don't do anything for nothing." Lin Feng unceremoniously picked up the tea on the table and started drinking.

"Of course it won't let you do it for nothing. If there are any good things in it, you can be the first choice as a reward." Merkje said seriously.

"Well! This is not bad." Lin Feng nodded.

The two chatted for a while, and soon the meal was served. Lin Feng also had an appetite for all kinds of dishes, and the two of them quickly swept away the meal on the table.

"I'll take you to our forbidden area." Merkje said and walked outside.

"Okay." Lin Feng followed him.

There is a back mountain in the palace of the Autumn Wind Empire. Their forbidden area is over there. Merkje led Lin Feng into the back mountain. There are heavy guards here. Even Merkje was questioned several times about going in. Along the way, Merkjie didn’t even talk to Lin Feng, and kept dealing with the guard’s interrogation. The main reason was that Lin Feng’s unfamiliar face appeared here, which was a bit unreasonable. Merkjie explained the origin of Lin Feng along the way, so the two went to the top of the mountain. I also encountered a lot of troubles.

But more than twenty minutes later, the two people came down from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. There was a thick peach tree on the top of the mountain. Under the tree was a beggar. I don't know why this beggar appeared in the forbidden area of ​​the palace.

This beggar looks very young, only in his early thirties. His messy hair covers his general face, and his long beard is almost reaching his chest. He is holding a stick, just like that. Leaning against the peach blossom tree.

"Drunkard, please open the door, I have found the Mighty, and I want to go inside." Merkjie said respectfully.

You can hear from Merkje’s words that this beggar also has a higher status in the palace, otherwise Merkje would not be so respectful.

Hearing the sound, the drunkard opened his eyes and stood up. His eyes did not fall on Merkjie’s body, but instead looked at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng didn't care at all, letting him watch him.

"It's okay to open the door, first fight with me." The alcoholic knocked on the ground with the stick in his hand and said.

At this time, Lin Feng also began to watch the drunkard coming, and found that this man's cultivation base he couldn't see it. In this way, the strength of this drunkard should be beyond the existence of the gods.

"Lin Feng, have a fight with him." After Merkjie said this, he stepped back and made room for the two to fight.

"Offended!" After Lin Feng said this, the blood-drinking sword appeared in his hand, holding the sword, a sword intent pressed the drunkard.

The drunkard felt this sword intent and even smiled. He tightened the stick in his hand and charged towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng also rushed over at the same time. Neither of them released any martial arts. It was purely basic skills and the fighting was intertwined. Since the speeds on both sides were very fast, Merkje could only hear the sound of fighting, but could not see the fighting. Silhouette.

After a round, Lin Feng and the drunkard separated and stood on one side, looking at each other.

"Well, you are qualified, you can go in." After the drunkard said, he tapped the ground with a stick, and a light curtain formed.

Lin Feng went straight in.

When Lin Feng came out again, he found himself in a place similar to a battlefield, with bones everywhere, and the only special thing about this place was that there was a small formation right in front of Lin Feng.

Lin Feng had never seen this small formation before, and there was no knowledge of this formation, including in his innocent memory in his previous life.

Lin Feng slowly walked towards this formation. Just when he took a few steps, a figure floated in the center of the formation. This figure was wearing armor and holding a spear in his hand.

The whole figure is imaginary and real, and it can be seen at a glance that it is a soul.

"Here is another person. I haven't seen anyone here for a long time," the armored figure said.

"Really? This time should be the most memorable one for you, and perhaps the last time." Lin Feng finished, holding the hilt of the Blood Drinking Sword with his right hand directly raised into the sky, and the Jianfeng pointed at the sky.

"Sura Swordsmanship, Ten Thousand Swords Flow, Eleventh Style, God's Sorrowful Weeping." After Lin Feng shouted this sentence, two giant swords fell in the sky, each inserted in the formation.

The soul in the armor didn't seem to understand the meaning of this trick, he only felt the huge sword intent exerted on him, and he was almost out of breath.

Before he was alive, he was a strong man at the peak of the middle of the **** king, and he didn't know how he fell in the ancient times. Now he has only the strength of the early **** king to become a soul.

Lin Feng didn't talk nonsense, it was Ashura's famous skill.