"Ji Sheng, you must get all the magic beads that the Sky Demon Girl turned into after she disintegrated. I will come back as soon as I go!"
Suddenly, a familiar image came back from the fluctuation of spiritual thoughts. Feng Ling suddenly shrank his pupils, confessed, and his body turned into a stream of light and sped away without a trace.
"Did you finally find out?"
A few miles away on the surface, a man in black emerged from the ground with a broad sword. He took off and threw away the broken wolf fang mask, put on a brand new wolf fang mask, and immediately looked back with an evil smile.
This scene was fully spied on by Feng Ling's consciousness and fed back. Under the mask was a very familiar face!
"Hmph! Did you really make this girl your boss?" Ji Sheng curled his lips. Everyone else was rushing to chase the magic beads. He waved his hand and the shopkeeper acted well and didn't take it seriously.
Immediately, Ji Sheng chose the right direction and followed him angrily, but she misunderstood Feng Ling.
"Use his breath as a guide, lock your body and position within the reach of your spiritual thoughts, and lock the You-chi!"
The figure suddenly rushed out of the ground. Feng Ling quickly pinched his fingers and recited the chant, while following the direction of Lin Mu's remaining aura, he walked elegantly.
Along the way, we passed through dark canyons and endless dense forests until we exited the Heavenly Demon Jixuan Realm...
"Whoops, whoops!" In the third ring area, two figures were chasing each other in the mist. The sound of explosions frightened away the ghost masters passing by in all directions.
However, through secret observation by passers-by, the two seemed to have been going in circles, and no matter whether the former's speed increased or decreased, the latter always took his time and kept a certain distance from the former.
Near Potianze.
In a dense jungle with dancing shadows, two figures landed here one after another.
"Boy, what are your intentions after chasing me for miles? If you don't retreat, don't blame me for having no eyes in my sword!" Lin Mu stopped and snorted coldly, with a sharp sword in his hand pointed at Feng Ling.
The opponent was blessed with strange movements. Lin Mu tried various methods, but was shocked to find that once locked by the opponent, he could not escape at all!
He simply stopped running so as not to be chased and teased like a lost dog.
The dazzling cold light of the broad sword refracted into his eyes. Feng Ling had a complicated expression on his face. He cupped his fists and saluted: "My dear Yuqingzong Fengling, because I saw that my brother's gestures looked very much like an old friend of Feng's, so I asked him to pick it up." Take off the mask and see!"
"Presumptuous! Take my sword first and then talk!"
Hearing this, Lin Mu suddenly rose up and slashed at Feng Ling, who was dodging extremely quickly with his sword.
"Boom!" With a blast, several dry old trees turned into sawdust, flying everywhere.
Smoke and dust were flying in the air. Feng Ling jumped in the air and saw that the forest land where he was previously was split and collapsed. The transformed spear in his hand shook with the roar of the dragon, and he faced the pursuing broad sword: "I'm offended."
Amidst the piercing sound of gold and iron, the two of them fought with guns and swords. They fought for dozens of rounds, but there was no winner.
Lin Mu, who wanted to fight quickly, suddenly frowned. He held the sword hilt tightly with both hands and raised the sword high. After knocking Feng Ling away with one sword, he began to take the opportunity to accumulate power.
It is obviously a plan to win or lose with one sword!
"Good swordsmanship!"
A strong sense of oppression came over him. Feng Ling stopped and stared. The opponent had already released his big move. It was too late to stop him. He had no choice but to use the Flame Divine Spear Technique, so that the cold flames enveloped the gun. Body, meet the attack and go straight up.
"Drink!" Lin Mu shouted violently, and struck at extremely fast speed. His sword hit Feng Ling's fire-tip spear, causing a layer of fine water molecules to vibrate out.
Immediately, smoke filled the air. The sword and the spear clashed violently, countless sparks flew out from between the hands, and the two figures missed each other.
"Frozen!" His black hair stretched in the wind, and Lin Mu snapped his fingers with his back turned. Suddenly, a cold glow suddenly appeared on the fire-tip spear stained with water molecules, which directly froze Feng Ling who had just landed on the ground into an ice sculpture.
"Crack, click!" With a crisp and subtle cracking sound, the ice sculpture slowly melted. The next moment, Feng Ling turned around and restrained the cold flames, and countless white mists on his body evaporated and dissipated.
"Junior Brother Fengling, long time no see!" Lin Mu raised his hand and brushed his face that was blown cold by the cold wind. The mask on it had been damaged and burned by the extreme cold flames, turning into a trace of blue smoke, but his face was intact.
Lin Mu was also secretly shocked: Feng Ling's exquisite control over attack energy must have come from his unforgettable practice and study of his own moves. It cannot be achieved overnight!
"I should have guessed it was yours. Linmu, Linmu - Linmu is frost, and frost is the rain, and it is the phase."
Feng Ling looked with a complicated expression at the familiar face of the young man who was slowly walking forward with a smile. For a moment, he stood there in a daze.
After a long while, Feng Ling regained his composure, fist-to-fist with him, and sighed sadly: "It's been a long time since we last saw you...Senior Brother Qiubai!"
