Ultimate Powerful Young Man

What is this?

At this time, the old man raised his head slightly and looked at Lin Feng's Hongjun futu tower. His turbid eyes were a little surprised. He was surprised by the power of Hongjun futu tower, and seemed to recall some of his memories.

With a slight frown and a little thought, the eyes of the old man in the ground tank suddenly brightened, but at this time, the river of Linglei directly bombarded the Hongjun floating Tu tower with the power of thunder, and the turbulent power of Linglei dyed the sky silver.

"Buzzing, buzzing..."

In the face of such a terrorist attack, the Hongjun futu tower began to shake violently, and the huge tower body was like a lone boat in the waves, shaking constantly. Those pure and incomparable river water, which had been transformed by the power of spiritual thunder, washed over the Tashan, and unexpectedly rushed the incomparably solid Hongjun futu tower out of dense cracks.

Under such a level of attack, even Lin Feng's most powerful defense means became so vulnerable. At this time, Lin Feng's face in Hongjun futu tower was also extremely ugly, and his chest was like a flood of blood. He never thought that his most powerful defense was one of these. Did he lose contact?

It's just a move, it's just a move. His Hongjun floating Tu tower has begun to crack. It can be seen that the strength of the old man in this tank is definitely the strongest Lin Feng has seen in the spiritual realm up to now.

The power of spiritual thunder penetrated into Hongjun futu tower, like silver snakes. These spiritual thunder power sounded low thunder again in the tower, which made Lin Feng's blood surge more.

Under such an attack, even the Hongjun floating slaughter tower came to the edge of jumping to pieces. Once the Hongjun floating slaughter tower collapsed, Lin Feng would directly fall apart, because Lin Feng and Hongjun floating slaughter tower were already a whole. Not only Lin Feng, but also cangyu Wufeng could not escape bad luck at that time.

Is that it?

Lin Feng asked himself in his heart. He refused to accept the injustice of the world to him. Obviously, he was powerful, but he fell here like an immortal in the sky who was directly knocked down from the earth. He practiced almost from the beginning, but that's the way. He still improved his strength with his tenacious will.

But today he did waver. He wanted to explore the secret of the spiritual realm. He still had too many things to complete. Ding Waner's beautiful wife Meijuan was waiting for him. His parents far away on the earth were looking forward to it. He couldn't fail like this.

And if he loses now, it means that he is not only inferior to Qi Tian, but also inferior to sun Xuan. You know, Leng Han is carrying the fate of fighting for the ice spirit Protoss. He also has to help Leng Han. If he falls here, how can he afford to live with Leng Han day and night!

At this time, the crack of Hongjun futu tower was getting bigger and bigger, and the power of spirit thunder was also getting more and more violent. Lin Feng could feel such a thing, because the violent thunder had become louder and louder. Some spirit thunder directly split on him and tore all his clothes like a sharp blade, Blood marks were left on his body.

"Boom!"

The first floor of Hongjun floating slaughter tower broke, and Lin Feng vomited a big mouthful of blood. This is the first time Hongjun floating slaughter tower broke. Lin Feng suffered a very serious internal injury, which has hurt his internal organs, which can be described as extremely serious.

At this time, Lin Feng's face was as pale as paper, but he suddenly looked up. His face was a little ferocious. His eyes were as firm as steel. Looking at the constantly bouncing Hongjun futu tower, a kind of suggestions and refusal to lose surged into his heart. He can't lose, he can't lose. He has too much on his body, he can't lose!

"Ah..."

There was a roar from the heart. The sound was full of blood. The wounds on the body were already black and blue, and the whole person was dyed red by blood.

"When..."

Just as Lin Feng shouted, there was a bell ringing at the top of the Hongjun futu tower, which formed a sound resonance with Lin Feng's cry. The cry and bell ringing echoed in the Hongjun futu tower which had begun to crack inch by inch.

With the echo of the voice, there are blood red runes on the inner wall of the Hongjun floating Tu tower. These runes are very mysterious and have a strong ancient flavor. They are like riddles. People can't understand any meaning at all.

Gradually, those mysterious runes seemed to be connected with the ancient times. An ancient and sacred and solemn breath appeared. It was the breath from the ancient times. It was a lot of obscure runes. The whole Hongjun futu tower was shrouded by this mysterious and ancient breath.

At this time, Hongjun Fu Tu Jue was rotating rapidly in Lin Feng's body. The speed shocked Lin Feng. Now it was like pressing the switch of a mechanism. In the depths of Lin Feng's body, according to the black light spots that had penetrated into Lin Feng's meridians, it was flashing, and the flashing light spots formed a tower shape.

The ancient bell rang constantly, and Lin Feng's roar never stopped. At this time, there was a fighting spirit in Lin Feng's body to nourish his injured body. At the same time, the first floor of the broken Hongjun futu tower began to be repaired inch by inch, and recovered directly, and all these changes were instantaneous changes.

The Tongtian column, which was suppressed on the first floor by Hongjun futu tower, is obedient like a good treasure,. From the beginning to the end, they didn't emit any hostility. It was like hiding something. They really avoided the old man.

"Kaka, Kaka..."

The sound of repair rang out. On duty, the broken Hongjun futu tower has been repaired by itself. The broken fragments are stuck together one by one. The already precarious Hongjun futu tower stands in the air again, emitting endless momentum and breath.

At this time, the Linglei River still violently scoured the Hongjun futu tower, but it can no longer cause any damage as just now. Even the self-healing speed of the Hongjun futu tower can not be delayed. At this time, the Hongjun futu tower is like a sea god needle, standing there and standing still despite the scouring of the Linglei river.

This

The old man of the earth jar frowned more tightly at this time, and then murmured: "the pagoda has the power of ancient times. Can't it be the little guy and the ancient blood? You know, such a divine thing can only be refined with blood, or it can be recognized directly by the tool spirit, but the probability of the tool spirit recognizing the Lord is too small, that is to say, there is this ancient blood now."

"Since you have ancient blood, which ancient ethnic groups with terrible strength come from, how can such characters appear in such a low-level continent as Tianling continent?"

The old man in the ground tank looked at the Hongjun futu tower with golden eyes. Through the repaired tower body, Lin Feng seemed to see Lin Feng sitting inside. The whole person was flesh and blood blurred, but his expression suggested that his eyes were firm, without any retreat.

With a wave of his arm, the river of Linglei across the sky fell directly, shaking the ground violently. At this time, the Hongjun futu tower in the sky was still standing there, and the runes on it flashed mysterious light, mysterious and elusive.

Gradually, the Hongjun futu tower disappeared, and Lin Feng's figure was recorded. At this time, Lin Feng was unconscious and hovered in the air. He didn't know whether life or death. However, the old man in the ground tank didn't change his expression. With a flick of his dry finger, a light directly shot into Lin Feng's eyebrows. After that, Lin Feng seemed to have no support, Fall straight into the river of Linglei.

"What are you doing, old man? Lin Feng will die. What's your heart?"

Cangyu Wufeng shouted loudly. He is now imprisoned by the old man of the earth tank, and he can't help Lin Feng at all. Now Lin Feng is obviously seriously injured, and the spirit of the Linglei river is violent, let alone the current Lin Feng. Even if it was the Lin Feng in the previous heyday, it's bad luck to fall here.

"What are you nervous about? He's a student of my Tianling college. How can I kill him? I said before that as long as he heard my move, he can give him some rewards. I won't refuse!"

The old man looked at the nervous cangyu Wufeng and shook his head slightly. Now Lin Feng's potential is even better than Bian Qitian, and he still has this ancient blood. He can't let such a student die. This is the hope of their Tianling college. How could he ruin the future of Tianling college.

Although the extent to which Lin Feng can grow in the future is still unknown, but now Lin Feng is amazing enough on the premise of robbing the initial strength of the Linghuang. Such a student, the old man of the ground tank, will not do anything to him, and they have a prior appointment. In this case, he has no reason to hurt Lin Feng.

He is not only determined, but also gifted. How can he dislike such a student? Lin Feng's performance has been perfect before. He has a heart to love talents, and the light that Lin Feng shot at before is his reward to Lin Feng.

Now, throwing Lin Feng into the river of Linglei is not only to help Lin Feng harden his body and make his body stronger, but also to cultivate his reward. This is not only good for Lin Feng, but also good for Lin Feng.

The old man in the ground tank looked at Lin Feng falling to the river of Linglei, and his heart was also filled with emotion. It seems that there will be a world-shaking Tianjiao in their Tianling college again.