Feng Ling walked two hundred meters, and his figure gradually became clearer. After carefully exploring the deserted surroundings, he first transformed the scimitar into a flaming spear, and then took out the black iron.
"Beep, beep~!" A wisp of black smoke rose rapidly, and Feng Ling used the flames of the Flame Divine Spear to destroy all the fragments of the black sword. So far, there is nothing that this unknown flame cannot extinguish!
After all, it is a poisonous and harmful thing, and there is no room for Feng Ling to be careless. It must be handled properly. With this thought, Feng Ling carefully sensed the air around him.
"Huh? It seems that someone is coming!" Just as he was about to leave, Feng Ling frowned and spotted a few fast-moving figures. He just regarded them as passers-by, ignored them, and walked away slowly.
After a period of delay in killing the evil spirit master, it was now the end of Chen Shi. Feng Ling's destination this time was an ancient town called "Luoyang", which was about twenty miles away.
Hiding in the wild and hiding in the city, Fengling planned to arrive before Yuzhong. Although he didn't know why he was so eager, he had a hunch that there would be nothing wrong with going to that city as soon as possible!
"Hey, look, isn't that guy Feng Ling leaving just now?" Just as Feng Ling left, a few figures squeezed out of the dense forest, one of them pointed with his right hand.
"Looking at the back, it should be him! Why is he here? He's so sneaky!" After another person spoke in confusion, he narrowed his eyes and looked very cold.
"Haha, we are really enemies on a narrow road! I must give him some color today, just to relieve his anger!"
Hearing this, the eyes of the other people lit up. Thinking of the intimidation incident that had happened before, they had been feeling very depressed along the way and almost went crazy.
If you don't find a punching bag...!
"Hmph~! Last time, Senior Sister Leng was present and he escaped by chance. This time I want to see if he has such good luck!"
The leader, a blond man, snorted coldly and greeted the four people behind him who spoke before they spoke. The group of five people quickly fled towards the dense forest where Feng Ling disappeared.
As the saying goes, if enemies never get together, who else could this blond man have besides Hu Ba, and the rest of them are just his group of unruly disciples!
Hu Ba and the others were sulking. Now that they see Feng Ling, they are like mad dogs and want to bite him. Let’s settle the new accounts together with the old ones!
After a cup of tea...
"There he is!" shouted a few people who spotted Feng Ling on a big rock and quickly gathered around him.
They saw Feng Ling, and Feng Ling naturally saw them.
"Shilipo?" Feng Ling glanced at them lightly, ignored the others, found the direction from the engraved stone tablet, and set off again to leave.
"Feng Ling, where are you going? Didn't you see Master Hu coming to salute you?" Hu Ba and the others stepped in front of Feng Ling, not only showing proud disdain in their eyes, but also raising their heads to pretend to be condescending.
If a few more people were given red crowns, they would look like aggressive wild roosters, which would make Feng Ling neither laugh nor angry.
"Go away...!" Feng Ling frowned in the end, secretly thinking that these people were really haunting. They had deliberately avoided them in the forest several times, but they still came to their door.
"Hoho~! Isn't it very attractive? Give me a slap first, and then it won't be too late!" The fierce bull-eyed man suddenly attacked, and slapped Feng Ling's right cheek with a blow from his palm.
As the saying goes, don't slap someone in the face!
If this person acted according to the rules, Feng Ling could still treat the opponent as "a competition with him". Unexpectedly, he would slap someone in the face, which was completely insulting his opponent, which shows how arrogant he usually is.
This man's real name is Liu Da, and Liu Er, who was seriously injured at the hands of Fengling yesterday, is his cousin. Although the two of them use the same palm technique, Ambassador Liu's Opening Tablet Palm is more than a star and a half stronger than Liu Er!
It is estimated that if this palm falls on the back of a person's face, his skull will be shattered and his face will be completely different.
"Looking for death~!" Feng Ling's eyes were cold at the moment. He no longer pretended to be a bad guy, he raised his hand and punched the opponent with 50% of his strength, which was considered a sign of respect for him.
"Bang~!" The air wave rolled, and three or four thigh-thick pine trees broke in response. The fierce man was shot out like a cannonball, coming and going even faster!
"Pfft~...!" Liu Da tightly covered his collapsed sternum and vomited blood from his mouth. After he flew upside down and hit the ground, his eyes suddenly widened and his body twitched without making any sound.
A fatal blow!
"Asshole~! This kid is evil, let's work together to kill him...!" Hu Ba yelled in shock and anger, and the four people swarmed up with gloomy expressions, trying to defeat the few with more.
"Seriously, do you think I'm afraid of you? Since you're looking for death, then I'll help you!" Feng Ling said in a cold tone as he glanced at the besieging Hu Ba and others.
"Hmph~! How can you beat the four of us on your own?" Tiger Ba smiled evilly, not forgetting to shake his wild blond hair when he charged forward. He really looked like a tiger. Son.
It's a pity that, in Feng Ling's words, he is just a sick tiger... suffering from a disease that deserves a beating!
"That's right, we are so...scared! Hahaha~!" The lean man held a short knife, pretending to be a gesture, and his words were full of disdain.
Even though they were doing such despicable and shameless things, Hu Ba and others were still full of arrogance on their faces, and these sarcastic words blurted out. The four of them sang and harmonized without any trace of shame.
"Oh~, you will not be able to live for your own misfortune!" Feng Ling sighed. He originally planned to call it a day and deal with a few people. After all, Hu Ba and others are not heinous people, so there is no need to deal with evil like this. The spiritual master treated them like this, but unexpectedly, several of them refused to drink the toast and were punished with wine.
"Killing Hu Ba and others may save some trouble for Zhu Bupang and the others!"
A perfect reason once again passed by, and just like that, Feng Ling sentenced the stubborn people to the final death penalty.
"Boom~!" A fiery red spear shot out of the air and whirled, raising dust in all directions and cutting off countless vegetation, like a terrifying tornado.
"Ah~...!" Several shrill screams came, and Hu Ba and others were horrified. After realizing that something was wrong, they tried to escape, but it was too late...
Unable to even put up a decent resistance, several people were involved in the storm and died tragically under Feng Ling's gun.
"How..., is it possible?" The storm cleared and the venue was empty. Hu Ba knelt on his knees, his wide eyes filled with deep fear. He glanced at the horrific blood hole in his chest and slowly lowered his head. Next, he breathed his last.
Hu Ba couldn't believe it until his death, or in other words, they never expected that the strength of this inner disciple was as strong as the core disciples, or even worse than the core disciples.
If God could give them a chance to be reborn, even if it lent them ten courages, they would not dare to provoke Feng Ling.
It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in this world!
Some things, once you make the wrong decision, will cause irreversible consequences and regrets. In any case, Hu Ba and others were in trouble. This time they pretended too much compared to the past, and even paid the price with their lives.
"Trouble! Someone is coming again?" A sound of footsteps was heard. Feng Ling frowned, gave up the plan of burying a few people, and left in the direction of the forest path.
"It's Feng Ling!" Hu Mei'er screamed. Even she herself didn't know how to determine it. After all, she only saw a quick flash of his back.
What a mess!
Feng Ling had just taken a few steps when she heard the annoying female voice behind her. She couldn't help but curse in her heart: "Are you a fucking blind eye? I can be recognized by you like this!"
The smell of blood filled the surroundings. Wang Tao and the others didn't pay much attention. They heard it was Feng Ling and were about to chase after him. Unexpectedly, a dazzling golden light came into his eyes. Wang Tao's pupils shrank and he rushed forward quickly.
"Little Huzi, little Huzi, are you okay?" Wang Tao kicked away the severed limbs on the ground and saw Hu Ba's body at a glance. He knelt down and hugged him and cried bitterly.
Li Si felt the same, and there was a sense of sadness in his heart. After all, Li Wu was seriously injured and died after being beaten by Feng Ling.
Hu Meier murmured in her heart: "You ask him if he is okay even though he is already dead. Aren't you talking to a ghost?"
Although she thought so, she didn't dare to speak out and bring trouble to Wang Tao.
"Ah~! Damn it, I'm going to kill that bastard!" Wang Tao gritted his teeth and cursed, throwing away Hu Ba's body and chasing Feng Ling in the direction he left.
Wang Tao and Hu Ba could be said to have been good friends for more than ten years. Now Hu Ba was killed. If a cloud above his head had not drifted away and the sun just happened to shine, Wang Tao would not have found Hu Ba's body. How can Wang Tao not be angry?
Wang Tao's brotherly love is touching, but unfortunately, his idea of revenge for his brother will always be just an idea, and a wrong one at that.
Hu Ba didn't realize anything until his death. Feng Ling could see the regret in his eyes at that time, the regret for what he had done during his lifetime.
And Wang Tao was just like Hu Ba when he was alive, he was also the kind of domineering person. Hu Ba's death was the best warning to him, but he himself was unaware of it. Not only did he not reflect on why Hu Ba died, but he intensified and escalated his hatred again.
"Let's go!" Hu Meier and Li Si looked at each other and hurriedly followed.
A group of three people were running wildly through the forest. They could see a figure in the distance, but they couldn't catch up.
"Come up!" He threw out the flying magic carpet and shouted to Hu Mei'er. Although Wang Tao's voice was cold, he was much calmer than before.
"Okay!" Li Si shouted, and jumped up together with Hu Mei'er. Their speed suddenly increased sharply. This was the first time for them to ride on such a high-end and classy thing...
"Suddenly~...!" A large forest passed by in front of them. In the air ten meters low, except for Wang Tao, who had a gloomy look on his face, the other two were extremely excited. If not for Wang Tao's mood at this time, Hu Meier would have screamed. Made a noise.
"These guys are really enjoying themselves. Since you are so ignorant of current affairs, I will play with you." Feng Ling turned around and glanced, secretly speechless.
At this speed, he can almost catch up with the strong ones at the tenth rank, but in terms of patience, he can throw the strong ones at the tenth rank for who knows how many miles!
It is impossible for a ten-turn strong person to continue driving at high speed without any scruples. After all, they still need to have enough strength to ensure their own safety and at the same time restore the power of ghosts and gods, and the flying magic weapon is a great tool to save effort!
Fengling once explored the relationship between ghost bodies and the power of ghosts and gods, and the conclusion he came to was: the relationship between containers and water.
Ordinarily, the power of ghosts and gods exists everywhere in the Ghost Continent. As long as it is absorbed into the body, it should not be impossible to break through. This is what Feng Ling thought before, but in the end he realized that he was completely wrong.
Again, we have to admit that humans are just mortal beings after all. The reason why the ghost body is needed is to use the ghost body as a container. From the perspective of cultivation, to a certain extent, the ghost body is the Dantian!
If the dantian does not grow, the cultivation level will naturally not be improved, and the ghost body, an alternative type of dantian, needs to continue to grow!
