Tripod Reverses the Heaven

"Hehe, didn't you say that you don't know how many unknown people like me to kill in a year? Now, tell me again, who are we

The corners of Gu Feng's mouth were filled with another evil smile. He repeatedly showed his subordinates that all the viscera of the Lord devil were hollowed out by him.

However, the whole person under the command of the devil seemed to be fixed and could not move. He watched the ancient wind pull out all his internal organs. At this time, he has become an empty shell!

Poof!

Another big mouthful of blood gushed out. The whole man fell down like this, and he had no power to fight back. From the beginning to the end, he never encountered the ancient style. He was completely driven away by the ancient style!

He fell to the ground, bleeding from his mouth and staring round and round. He had more air in and less air out.

If he was an ordinary mortal and suffered such trauma, he would be dead. However, he is a friar and a great friar of the true immortal level, so it is not so easy to hang up.

Bang!

Gu Feng stepped directly on his face and asked with a smile, "do you really want to know who I am? Do you want me to tell you? "

"You... Who the hell are you? You are not the Cang family, nor the devil of heaven, nor the people of hell and Buddhism. Who are you? "

Poof!

Just after the roar, the commander of the Lord devil gushed out another mouthful of blood, and the whole person looked very miserable.

"Hehe, who am I? Originally, I wanted you to be a fool forever, but I didn't tell you who I was, and I was in a panic myself. I'll just tell you. I'm the centurion of the fifth column of the eighth regiment of Huangzi camp under the throne of Fengling Zixian at the end of the sky. Ancient style! "

"Centurion in the new barracks???"

On the spot, the Lord demon commander was even more surrounded. Did you hear correctly? Lost in the hands of a centurion? Or a recruit?

Obviously, like the incompetent clock, he directly ignored the name of the ancient style. He didn't think he was planted in the hands of the demon star.

"Yes, yes, I'm just a centurion in a new barracks. You can rest at ease. You will be brought back by me to exchange a lot of meritorious deeds for promotion and wealth. Ha ha, ha ha! "

The ancient wind laughed again, then waved his hand and took the commander of the devil into his small world.

At this time, his small world has been normalized. In a few years, it will be born automatically. Over time, it will evolve into a truly independent world. Although putting the Lord demon commander in the small world is not repression, it is even more impossible for the other party to escape.

Because, in that small world, the ancient wind is the way of heaven, and he controls everything!

After getting rid of the Lord demon commander, Gu Feng didn't go back to the array eye. Instead, he continued to move forward and look for Zhong Fulin.

Zhong Fulin must also be caught alive. Because the value of Zhong Fulin is higher than that of Naye magic.

The eight array diagram is an absolute death Jedi for outsiders. Once you break in, you don't want to go out. In this, no one can tell the direction clearly. However, the ancient style is the controller of this eight array chart. Naturally, it is handy. You can go wherever you want and find whoever you want.

Therefore, he just wandered around for two times, and Zhong Fulin already appeared in his eyes.

"Zhong Fulin!"

With a loud roar, Zhong Fulin was shocked. He suddenly turned around. He could be said to be surprised and angry.

"Demon star, you are finally willing to show up!"

"Hehe, the miscellaneous fish have been handled. Naturally, it's time to show up and deal with you!" Ancient wind evil smile.

"Hum, do you have the ability to deal with me?"

While talking, Zhong Fulin directly pulled up his golden bow, which was his Taoist weapon. He didn't know how many enemy chieftains he had shot and killed.

Seeing this, the ancient wind immediately stopped and said with a smile, "don't worry, let's talk first?"

"What do you want to talk about?"

Zhong Fulin's big bow has been opened. As soon as he releases his hand, the arrow will go straight to the face of the ancient wind.

However, the old wind didn't care. He didn't change his face. He still had a smile on his face and didn't even frown.

Whispered: "I'm very interested in the pattern of your Cang nationality and would like to know more about you. I just want to ask, there are so many clans in your Cang clan. Who listens to who? Which clan can really command the clan? Is it you Chung? Or Bo? Or Lin? "

What Gu Feng knows is also very limited. So far, Bo's and Zhong's have the most contact with him, and even Lin's are very few.

"My whole Cang clan has many clans, no less than thousands. But there are only more than 100 clans who can really have the right to speak. There is no one among our clans who can lead. If anyone wants to command to achieve leadership, he has to compete in martial arts! "

Surprisingly, Zhong Fulin really told Gu Feng about the Cang family, which made Gu Feng smile again.

Then he asked, "who is more powerful between Zhong and Bo?"

"It's the same. Although there's a constant contest in the dark, it's never really a high or low."

"Among the Boshi, there is a blue bully blood like you, called Boku. Do you recognize it?"

"Of course I do. It is said that his only son died in your hands!"

"Hehe, you know a lot!" Gu Feng smiled again and then asked, "tell me, who is more powerful between you and Boku?"

"He's a little more powerful, because he's already attacking fairyland, and he once set foot in quasi fairyland in one fell swoop. It's just a pity that he can't convert his blue blood into purple blood, so he can't set foot in fairyland! "

"Huh? Can heaven bully blood still be converted? Isn't this born? "

On the spot, Gu Feng was stunned. This was the first time he heard this statement.

He wanted to ask again, but Zhong Fulin didn't say much.

He just sneered and said, "there are still many secrets of my Cang family. How can you know them all?"

"Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, purple bully blood is really the most noble? Are there no other colors? "

"...." Zhong Fulin didn't answer. His face was cold and didn't seem to want to say much.

However, the ancient wind still didn't care, and continued to ask, "should the most noble purple blood be bright purple, or shallow and traceless?"

The reason why Gu Feng asked this is because he saw a purple bully with only a shallow impression in the middle of his eyebrow in the space-time channel to the natural wilderness. The man was able to shoot at the ancient wind through the space-time channel, which made the ancient wind feel uneasy for a long time, and he still remembers it until now.