Everyone in the venue looked at the blood stains in the pit silently.
That is the blood of Priest Loki,
The invincible and terrifying monster just now died like this?
There was no expression on Mo Lin's face, but Zhang Qishan next to him felt happy.
Fortunately, he didn't go to find Lin Feng before, otherwise he would have been dead long ago and would not be able to die again!
He actually helped Mo Lin deal with Lin Feng like Silly Bi?
young generation,
How many can beat Lin Feng?
If you want to kill Lin Feng, I'm afraid you'll have to ask the older generation to take action.
But he is not a fool. There is absolutely no way he would ask the ancestor of the clan to come out for Mo Lin!
"Mo Lin, the cooperation between you and me ends here!"
Zhang Qishan's voice was low.
"Are you afraid? You, a direct descendant of the Zhang family and the fiftieth one on the list of geniuses, are you afraid?"
Mo Lin replied.
"It's not that I'm afraid, but I don't have to offend such a strong man for you!!"
Zhang Qishan shook his head.
Mo Lin looked gloomy when he heard this and said nothing!
After a long while,
He is the one who said:
"I remember that there is a protector beside you who is in the early stage of transcending the tribulation, right? If you let your protector take action, he should be able to kill Lin Feng!"
"Absolutely impossible! Uncle Zhang was sent by my father to keep an eye on me. If my life is not in danger, he will not care about anything!
"Moreover, don't you have a few Tribulation Ancestors secretly supporting you? Why do you ask me to call someone? Treat me as a gunman? Ridiculous!"
Zhang Qishan immediately refused!
Mo Lin frowned slightly when he heard this and said nothing. But at this moment, Lin Feng turned his gaze over.
"Isn't this Young Master Mo Lin? Long time no see!"
As Lin Feng spoke, he walked towards Mo Lin with a smile on his lips.
This scene,
Instantly attracted the attention of the whole audience,
Could it be that Lin Feng, who just killed the genius of the three major forces, wants to take action against Mo Lin again?
"We just met in the clan a few days ago. It can't be said that we haven't seen each other for a long time!"
Mo Lin looked grim.
"Snapped!"
Lin Feng suddenly slapped Mo Lin hard on the face.
Mo Lin couldn't dodge and was hit hard and flew away. One of his teeth fell out!
"I said long time no see, so long time no see! What are you talking about?"
Lin Feng said coldly.
"You, you dare to hit me!"
Mo Lin struggled to get up from the ground, his face full of disbelief.
"Snapped!"
Lin Feng slapped Mo Lin on the face again and sneered:
"What's wrong with beating you? Do you still think this is in the Demon God Clan? Without your father, the Demon Lord, you are nothing more than a waste!"
Mo Lin covered his face with a look of resentment, and his whole body was shaking with anger!
What a shame!
What a shame!
As the eldest young master of the Demon God Clan and the eldest son of the Demon Lord, has he ever been so humiliated? Still in front of so many people!
"Try looking at me like that again!"
Lin Feng's tone suddenly became cold.
When Mo Lin heard this, his body trembled and he quickly lowered his head.
"Remember! If you see me in the future, take the initiative to say hello, otherwise I will beat you once I see you!"
Lin Feng said coldly.
Then he glanced at Zhang Qishan not far away.
An awkward smile appeared on Zhang Qishan's face, and he quickly lowered his head to express his surrender...
"Okay! Let's do whatever we need to do!"
Lin Feng glanced at the entire audience and walked away with Mo Li in a coma and Mo Ye's body on the ground!
….
Watching Lin Feng leave,
Everyone in the field had different expressions, and it was hard to calm down for a long time!
They all knew something big was going to happen!
Different from those Asans and Asans that I killed before,
This time,
With two powerful men like the Dark One God Clan and the Angel God Clan dead, it is absolutely impossible to give up. It is very likely that they will use the power to overcome the tribulation!
Including Taichu Holy Temple!
Boluo is the closed disciple of an old monster in Taichu Temple.
I came out specifically for a training session and died tragically here...
"I...I want to ask, will this Bronze Coffin Conference still be held?"
At this time, someone in the audience said slightly nervously.
"What a nonsense! The three major organizers are dead, why are we staying here?"
Someone shook his head and said.
As soon as this statement came out,
Everyone in the venue chose to leave the scene one after another, planning to tell what happened here so that they could brag!
And after everyone leaves,
After Mo Lin rubbed his swollen face, he punched the table in front of him into pieces!
"Lin Feng, I want you to die badly!"
Mo Lin looked ferocious and shouted word by word.
"I hope your wish will come true soon. I'll leave first!"
Zhang Qishan glanced at Mo Lin, turned around and left.
Mo Lin looked at Zhang Qishan's leaving figure and suddenly said:
"Didn't you always want my magic horn flute before? As long as you help me kill Lin Feng, I will give you the magic horn flute!"
Zhang Qishan stopped when he heard this.
The magic horn flute is a sonic weapon, and its level has reached the level of a low-grade spiritual treasure. With the secret technique of string sound that he has cultivated, it can exert exponential power!
Once you have the Magic Horn Flute,
His combat power will be greatly improved!
He had asked Mo Lin for it before, and promised to exchange it with a spiritual treasure of the same level, but Mo Lin was unwilling...
"Are you telling the truth?"
Zhang Qishan's eyes moved slightly.
"Do you think I would lie to you?"
Mo Lin looked gloomy.
Zhang Qishan thought for a moment.
Although he felt that Lin Feng should not be provoked, people died for money and birds died for food.
In fact, he couldn't stand this temptation, so he said:
"Okay, I can give it a try!"
"Then just wait for the good news!"
A cold light flashed in Mo Lin's eyes.
Zhang Qishan nodded, and after leaving the Bronze Coffin Conference, he came to a small courtyard.
There is a chair in the small courtyard,
Lying on the chair was an old man wearing black clothes, with pale hair and muscles as dry as a river bed.
The old man seems to be decrepit and dying, but if you look carefully, you will find that within a ten-meter radius around him, it is like spring all year round, with flowers blooming and falling, forming a great contrast with the ice and snow scenery not far away!
This is a way!
And being able to apply Taoism to this extent undoubtedly proves that the old man in front of him is a strong man who can overcome tribulations!
"Uncle Zhang!"
Zhang Qishan came closer and shouted cautiously.
The old man in front of him was someone even his father valued, so naturally he didn't dare to neglect...
"Didn't you go to some bronze coffin conference?"
The old man slowly opened his eyes,
A pair of eyes like the stars in the universe, deep and dark...
"Is such that…"
Zhang Qishan recounted everything that happened at the Bronze Coffin Conference.
"So, you want to?"
"Yes, I want to ask Uncle Zhang to help me kill that Lin Feng!"
"Xiaoshan, it's not that I won't help you. Before coming here, your father told me repeatedly not to interfere with your experience... This will not do you any good! You have to walk your own path, and no one can always help you. you!"
The old man shook his head slightly.
"Uncle Zhang, just this once! I have to get the magic horn flute. You also know what the magic horn flute means to me!"
Zhang Qishan said quickly.
The old man pondered for a moment after hearing the words, and finally nodded and said:
"In that case, let me help you once!"
"But just this time, next time, unless your life is in danger, I will never take action again!"
"Thank you Uncle Zhang!"
Zhang Qishan looked overjoyed!
….
