The master of the second hall flew directly beside Ling Feng, and his big hand kept crazy on his shoulders. The goat's beard on his chin was very excited.
Give me a long face of Mingguang Hall! "
"Uhhh ..."
Ling Feng could only laugh and sigh in his heart. He wanted to be low -key once, so it's so difficult?
The disciples of the rest of the halls looked at Ling Feng, and in their eyes, they were all envied with three points, and they were jealous.
With Ling Feng's performance today, I believe that it won't be long before it will be promoted to disciples of the Temple.
When becoming a disciple of the temple, it is a hundred times worth of, and you can sit on the same way with the elders of the major halls.
Suddenly, the Wu Xuan of the Extreme Protoss, suddenly from the top of the mountain, flew down, fell in front of Lingfeng.
His gaze stared at Ling Feng tightly, and seemed to want to see him completely.
"What's the matter?"
Ling Feng was stared at this guy, and couldn't help frowning.
In Wu Xuan's eyes, there was a flashes of war. He held his fist tightly, and wanted to speak a few times, but he held back.
In the end, Wu Xuan shook his head, and the warfare on his body gradually dissipated.
"Your cultivation is too low. I am fighting with you now, even if you win, it is not glorious!"
Speaking, Wu Xuan raised three fingers, "Three years, I will give you three years. Three years later, you come to the King City of Ji Dao to find me, I will fight with you again!"
Ling Feng glanced at Wu Xuan and couldn't help shaking his head and smiled.
"Why, is it too short in three years? Okay, I'll give you ten years!"
Wu Xuan stands with a negative hand.
Indeed, Ling Feng did cover all the glory of everyone today, but the names on the ancient monument cannot show everything.
This just represents Ling Feng's possible achievements in the future.
It is just a possibility, but now Ling Feng is just the early stages of the Holy Grade. For Wu Xuan, it is not a opponent worthy of the first battle.
He is very special, and he is also excellent.
However, Wu Xuan, who already has the power of the Holy Holy Lord, disdains the battle with such Lingfeng.
This is the pride he buried in his bones.
"No interest."
Ling Feng shook his head, "I'm not interested in fighting with you."
Three years?
I don't have so much time to consume in the southern witch domain. It really belongs to his battlefield, in the middle and Yuan domain!
In that legend, the field of God!
"How do you have this!"
Wu Xuan's eyebrows were twisted, and they were about to attack, but it was the chief of the dark witch's true passage of night, and walked out with a sneer.
"Ling Feng, I have no scruples, you and I are all real disciples, belong to the peers!"
That night went to Lingfeng. Ten steps were settled. "Master Ling Feng, I am now challenged you as the chief disciple of the Dark Soul Temple!
The ranking on the top is there any water! "
Speaking of the night, there is no darkness, a dark mist, condensing into a god of magic, hanging up, a murderous intention, pointing directly at Ling Feng, provocative meaning, more obvious.
"No night, you want to play, I'll play with you!"
Zhang Haoran took a step out and said coldly.
Ye Wuyu is the first seat of the Dark Soul Temple. Since his first identity has challenged, then the first seat of his Ming Guangdian is naturally impossible to sit.
Indeed, Ling Feng is very strong and once fights with him, but that is just a ring of discussions. He did not take out all his strength.
From that war until now, but in just one month, he didn't believe how much Ling Feng could make progress.
Therefore, Ling Feng does not have to win at night, and may not be able to win steadily.
As the first seat of Mingguang Hall, he must defend the dignity of Mingguang Hall.
"Brother Zhang, why do you even think, is the ranking of Master Ling Feng?"
Ye Wuyi sneered, "That's it, no challenge."
"you!"
Zhang Haoran's face was stiff, and he tightened his fist.
"Brother Zhang, deal with such a little 啰, why do you have to take it?"
Ling Feng's sword eyebrows raised, and said faintly: "Since someone wants to challenge our Mingguang Temple, I, Feng Zou!"
Both of them are swinging.
The disciples around immediately retreated and left a huge space for the two.
The elders of the Mingguang Hall and the Dark Soul Temple have not stopped this scene.
Young people, after all, it is a bit angry, otherwise, it will look too energetic.
The Wu Xuan also held his chest with both hands and retreated to the distance.
He wants to see how much this Lingfeng is.
For a while, above the huge open space, only Ling Feng and Ye Wulin were rested.
"Don't worry, you are a younger brother, I will give you a sigh of relief!"
There was a hint of cold color in Ye Wuyu's eyes, and he smiled.
The next moment, I saw that the tip of the feet and the tip of the feet of the night was slightly gently, and the figure exploded in an instant, turning into a black figure, which was extremely fast, and came from all directions.
This is a trick of the eighth -order dark witchcraft!
With the power of dark rules, countless remnants are created, and these shadows have the power of dark rules.
Deficiency and truth, true or false, difficult to distinguish.
"This trick of Wu Yan is dark, it is even more familiar."
The old ghost of the Dark Soul Temple nodded, and praised it without hesitation: "When I was at his age, when I was at his age, I was afraid to lose directly.
Promote the Holy Hall of the Witch, don't be there! "
Many people also nodded secretly. The witchcraft of the night Wu Wu was really exquisitely used.
Moreover, Ling Feng comes from Mingguang Hall, and it must be seen by light witchcraft.
Light witchcraft and dark witchcraft have a relationship that restraints each other.
Ling Feng joined the Mingguang Hall for a few days. Where can his light witchcraft go?
Therefore, his witchcraft, steadily restraining Ling Feng, and the huge restraint in attributes, made him full of confidence in himself.
"Is the attribute restraint?"
Naturally, Ling Feng saw what the idea of this night did.
His abacus was good. Indeed, he did not have a long time to contact witchcraft.
However, he now represents the Mingguang Hall to play. If he does not need light witchcraft, it seems that he is a bit unrealistic.
"Since you want to see my light witchcraft, then I will let you see it!"
Ling Feng stood up with his hand, and let the unsolved shadow that night came from the invasion.
And in his mind, he has begun to mobilize the inheritance power of the bright witch god.
The level of light witchcraft is indeed limited, but I can't help me have the help of the bright witch god?
What is the Witch God?
The god of witchcraft! People who once stood at the pinnacle of witchcraft.