At this time, Ling Feng only felt that he was locked by a sharp murderous gaze. Looking back, the eyes shifted in an instant. Ling Feng was still the owner of his eyes.
The resentful eyes were the leaders of Tuoba Yan who had encountered in the suburbs of Beiliang City before. What seemed to be called, Bai Shao.
On the same day, Lingfeng showed the chaos and real body, tore up the festival, and even took the opponent's two crystal energy artillery.
However, the fabric law beside Bai Shao also had a random transmission symbol on his body, which asked them to retrieve a small life.
Ling Feng narrowed his eyes, raised his hand and touched the bridge of his nose, and did not move too much.
And when Bai Fenghan saw Ling Feng here, he naturally knew that he sent the killer in Ling Feng later, including the six -star protection method headed by Ling Feng. I am afraid that it has been unexpected.
While Bai Feng's heart was full of anger, he was also a little worried.
After all, although the power of Wanling Temple is not small, it has always been developing in secret. Now the time is not yet.
If Ling Feng revealed his identity, the senior management of Mingguang Temple is investigated, and for Wanling Hall, it is also a big trouble.
However, what surprised Bai Fenghan was that Ling Feng didn't seem to intend to expose his identity.
Bai Feng's heart was secretly strange. He naturally didn't know that Ling Feng himself did not intend to intervene in the bright fight between the witch god education and the Wanling Hall.
For him, the more chaotic situation, he was more likely to touch the fish in muddy water.
Of course, the most important point.
Bai Fenghan is not the opponent of Ling Feng at all, why should he be reported to Mingguang Hall.
This trouble, after entering the Xiawangshan, just solve it.
At this time, in the entire canyon, the disciples of the eight witch tribe relatively concentrated.
And those disciples of other forces happened to be a warrior of Wu Lingyu, which is relatively low -key, basically hiding in the dark, and dare not too high -profile.
After all, before officially entered the Little Wushan, Wu Lingyu was possibly taken away.
Compared to others, a young warrior wearing a purple robe looks much high -profile.
This person's body is tall and strong, with a generous shoulder, as if he can hold up a piece of sky, with a strong domineering and sharp breath on his body. There is a large sword with a wide palm behind him.
Dragons fall into sleep, and may be awake at any time.
He just stood in place so proudly, holding his chest with both hands, and had an invisible momentum. He swept away.
For a moment, it seemed like there was a powerful aura. In the field, he was the focus, as if the center of the earth, and the eyes of many people could not help but concentrate on him and were attracted by him.
The edge is aggressive, domineering, but I am alone!
The eyes of many female warriors have almost become peach -hearted, and they are deeply intoxicated by this figure.
Looking at him, there were also many young male martial arts showing war, and intuitively told them that this person's strength must be very strong, and he is a rival.
Shen Tu Xuan Ce and Ye Wuxin obviously noticed this person, and hummed the voice and hummed: "The guy of the Extraords of the Protoss of the Taoism, and he came!"
"These so -called priests are not higher than the top, can we not look at our Wuxian, how can Little Wushan start, they ran like a Haba dog?"
Hearing this dialogue, Ling Feng couldn't help but secretly pay attention to the purple robe youth.
He also had some time when he came to the South Wuxu, and naturally he knew some of the situation in the South Wuxu.
Compared with the East Spirit domain, the west sword domain, and the southern witch domain that Ling Feng had trained before, the entire large domain was under the control of the southern witch domain.
Regardless of the strength, if you want to develop, you must first follow a rule to believe in the witch god, and according to the eight witch tribe, divide it under the jurisdiction of different witch tribe.
But there are exceptions.
The Protoss is a special case.
There are gods in each large domain, and the southern witch domain, naturally no exception.
The priests of the South Wuxu are strictly speaking, and they are also a branch of the witch, but they have more noble blood, so they have always looked down on the eight wizards.
The Extraorded Protoss is one of them.
However, there are too few people in the priests after all, and they are rarely acting outside, so there is no intention to compete with the eight witch.
"The Protoss also mixed in, it looks like it is more interesting."
Ling Feng raised his eyebrows, moved away, and continued to look around.
Soon, Ling Feng discovered that in the present, except for the 80 places of the eight major witch tribe, there were 20 witch lings that were scattered outside.
In your hand.
The faithfulness of the Wanling Hall is different from other warriors. They have a special atmosphere. This is probably because of the artificial pseudo -saint and the real sanctuary, there is a fundamental difference.
"Wanling Temple is not conspiring this time!"
Ling Feng narrowed his eyes, and the witch people were divided into eight people. That is to say, in terms of simple forces, the believers of the Wanling Hall were the largest number of people in the audience.
Finally, among the waiting of everyone, in the empty flat ground in front of the canyon, a dazzling glory suddenly raised.
Then, a magnificent high platform, an octagonal angle, standing on the earth, like a pillar of the sky, pointing directly at the sky.
There are 333 steps in the high platform. From the bottom up, it seems to penetrate Jiuxiao.
For a while, the crowd rushed towards the high stage, and a large number of crowds surrounded the high platform, which were clearly clear.
In the Mingguang Hall camp, the master of the two halls looked at the high stage, and in the eyes, a sense of awe flashed.
"This is the Wushan Dengyuntai leading to Xiawangshan. Usually, this Dengyundai will not appear."
The second hall of the second hall paused and continued: "Only when the period of a hundred years is approaching, the deserture will appear.
At this time, next to the high platform, a height of a 100 -meter height is slowly presented, from scratch, full of mysterious colors.
Everyone's eyes were attracted by the 100 -meter -high stone monument, especially Ling Feng and others, and they watched the magical scene with wide eyes.
That stone monument appeared like this, standing on the ground, with three ancient words engraved on it, Xiawangshan.
Everyone showed an excitement, waiting for so long, and finally waited for the day when Xiawangshan opened.
Ling Feng also tightened the Wu Lingyu in his hand. Witch Lingyu trembled gently. It seemed that at the end of the climbing of Yundai, there was any power, summoning himself.
Of course, all other martial arts holding the witch's martial arts also have the same feelings.