Rebirth of the strongest Immortal Venerable - Chapter 639

Chapter 639

“Hehe. Master Xu, there is something. I think you should know that the Jiulong Qi in the Jiulong Underground Palace is almost exhausted. If you want to use the power of Jiulong to restore your own strength, I am afraid that the sex is different.”

Lin Feng smiled and said: “If I were you, I would immediately choose to escape and find an old forest in the mountains that is no man’s land to lie down, recuperate, and regain today’s humiliation when my strength recovers. What do you think?”

Xu Fu’s eyes flickered, and he was suppressed for thousands of years.

Besides, for some reason, he always felt a trace of heart palpitations from Lin Feng, which was very dangerous.

Of course, there is Lin Feng’s own aura, but more is that the existence of the undead stone mother makes him feel great danger.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally decided:

“Boy, I have to say, your eyes are very poisonous. I will save you a little life today, and I will pick you up for the next day.”

Xu Fu waved his hand, black mist rose, a gust of wind swept past, and his whole body disappeared.

“Patriarch Lin, since you can see his fictitiousness, why don’t you take advantage of his illness to kill him and keep him.” Someone spoke with a reproachful tone.

Lin Feng raised his brows, did not answer, but sighed in his heart. Yes, he was a little jealous, but it was not Xu Fu, but the reincarnation monument that Xu Fu refined.

The Reincarnation Stele is a burial stone, which can eat the soul and has a strong corrosive effect. He is not afraid, but if he does it, most people here will die, including his friends. This is not him. Want to see.

“Our boss does something, but still need you to teach? Huh, if you have the ability, you can kill him. No ability, don’t be buzzing here.”

The big mouth stunned unceremoniously, and the faces of those people were blue and white, speechless.

“Patriarch Lin, these traitors, who are greedy for life and fear of death, how to deal with it?” someone asked.

“Miss Tianshan, you decide.” Lin Feng looked at Tianshan Snow.

“Huh, these dog things, put in the war, are traitors, don’t kill them, keep them for the New Year.” Big Mouth was very angry, yelling next to Guhuazi.

“That’s right, what’s the use of keeping them? They are all killed!”

The snow in Tianshan Mountain was decisive, and with an order, the crowd attacked, and after a fierce battle, all the traitors were killed.

At this point, the trip to the Underground Palace in Kowloon was considered to be over, and Lin Feng and his group returned to the voyage.

On the way, I met a latecomer.

These people sneaked in shortly after Draculayin and his party broke in, and accidentally discovered a fork in the road leading to the Tibetan Army Pavilion and the alchemy room, and got a lot of good things.

It is said that one person swallowed a longan-sized pill and instantly became a peerless master, sweeping invincible, able to contend with the master.

Others have obtained a sharp weapon that cuts iron and mud, and relies on the benefits of the magic weapon to kill the Quartet, no one can contend.

But later, a group of people in black appeared from nowhere, wearing masks with bronze fangs. They seemed to have waited for a long time. Many of them were looted and killed in the end.

“Ok?”

Lin Feng felt that this scene was a bit familiar, thinking of the Sirius Ruins, the side door and other forces also played this way, ambushing a group of masters on the only way, cutting the Hus, and robbing everything.

Lin Feng thought of an old acquaintance who was an expert in such despicable methods.

Gou left, Mu Wushuang.

At the moment, he looked at the old man at the gate, whose face changed slightly and suddenly became unnatural, and said hurriedly, “Brother Lin, this is definitely not the old man’s arrangement.”

“Boss, could it be these Western miscellaneous soldiers in ambush?” Big Mouth suspiciously asked.

“Western miscellaneous, despicable and shameless, can do anything, it should not be wrong.” The mouse agreed.

Lin Feng frowned, looked at Alice, with a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth, and said, “Is it yours?”

“Huh. Dongfang boy, you’d better let me go. Otherwise, wait for me to kill the western angel-level powerhouse, so that you will die.” Alice said, she seemed to know some secrets.

“Angel-level powerhouse?” Lin Feng frowned. Arthur-level corresponded to the grandmaster, and that day the envoy was the god-level venerable. He couldn’t help but sigh.

“Haha, Brother Lin, don’t worry about it.” Wang Tianheng walked out and said: “Even if the five great masters have been in the West, they will definitely come to make trouble, so be prepared.”

“My Tianshan family also has a late move, and the Prairie Wolf King and Northwest Chop King are also nearby.” Tianshan Snow Road.

“Brother Lin, don’t lie to each other. The two ancestors of my Dao Sect have also come. As long as the western angel-level powerhouse dares to make a move, he will have no return.” Zang Yan said.

“There is also a master at the Wuyinmen dormant in the dark, waiting for the hunt.”

The old man at Wuyinmen looked at Alice, shook his head, and said: “Wumeng Nation, are you here as you say you come, and leave as you say?”

“You, are you guys ready?” Alice’s face changed slightly.

“–” Lin Feng was speechless for a while, not knowing what to say, there are so many old guys dormant?

Suddenly, he felt such a feeling that he was pitted by Old Man Tong.

No matter how you look at the Jiulong Underground Palace, it looks like a game, a shocking situation that looted the angels of the West?

Suddenly, there was a horrible fluctuation outside, as if there were two peerless masters fighting fiercely.

Boom-The Tianshan Mountains are shaking, the Jiulong Underground Palace is shaking, the mountain wall collapses, and a huge boulder falls, almost about to be destroyed.

“This place is about to collapse, hurry up!”

At the moment, a group of people quickly walked out of the Jiulong Underground Palace, feeling a few horrible breaths. They couldn’t help but look up and gasped.

On the top of the mountain, someone was fighting fiercely.

A westerner with blond hair and shawl, holding a knight sword, was fighting fiercely with the two.

The two men, one mighty and majestic, wore a pair of gloves, and threw a punch. The power was amazing and terrifying.

The other is a savage with disheveled hair, holding a heavenly sword, mighty and unparalleled.

These two people are the boxing kings King Kong and Tiandao Song Que of the five great masters in the world.