"Brother Ling, you can't underestimate the Chen Shidao ..."
Qin Ming also wanted to persuade a few more words, but when he saw Ling Feng completely disappointing, he couldn't help but sigh again.
In the end, the evil is the demon, but it has its own confidence!
It is also necessary to say that you are annoying more, Qin Ming no longer says more, but just advise Ling Feng to act carefully.
"By the way, Brother Ling, it's rare to get out of Tian Xiangfeng, what's the matter to find me?"
Qin Mingzhan drove the topic.
Ling Feng nodded, "Indeed, my master told me that I could go to the field of Fu Mo to experience it, but I also want to find you more information about this magic field."
Although Ling Feng also asked Xue Lao before, unfortunately, Xue Lao belongs to the typical typical typical typical.
In his mouth, the field of Fu Mo is a place where disciples have experienced.
Does this still need him to say!
After some conversations were unsuccessful, Ling Feng had to come to Qin Ming.
"Fast Demon!"
Qin Ming's eyelids jumped, and his eyes widened and stared at Ling Feng. "Brother Ling, you can only worship the Demon Lord in just one month.
Go to the field of Fu Mo, will it be a bit early? "
"It should be okay."
Ling Feng said that the palm of the palm ignited a flame. The next moment, the flame was annihilated and turned into a rotating cyclone. There was a dark red light. It was Qin Ming's so -called and mixed power.
"..."
Qin Ming swallowed his spit, and he finally accepted this reality.
As a foreigner, Ling Feng is actually several times faster than most of the genius in the tribe.
This guy is really the evil in the evil, the weird fetus in the fortune!
Probably there is only the word "pervert", which can describe people like Ling Feng!
Instead, Tuoba Yan, who has been accustomed to Ling Feng's "abnormal" talent for a long time. If one day Ling Feng is not so "abnormal", she will not be used to it.
"Brother Qin, Brother Qin?"
Ling Feng raised his hand in front of Qin Ming's eyes, Qin Ming shook his head and took a deep breath: "Since Brother Ling has mastered the power of the mixed Yuan, he can indeed go to the field of Fu Mo."
With Qin Ming's explanation, Ling Feng probably learned about some situations in the field of Fu Mo.
The so -called field in the magic is an independent special space. Among the high -level priests in the medium field, there will be a door to transmitting to the Fu Mo field, which will be transmitted directly.
In the field of Fu Mo, all the strength will fail, and only the "divine power" of its own.
This kind of divine power is different for each other, and the effect is different.
However, the experience in the field of Fu Mo can greatly enhance the grade of the original god pattern.
For example, an original blood talent can only be regarded as ordinary children of the priests. After refining in the field of Fu Mo, he has the opportunity to improve his blood talent.
Of course, this is only for the children of the priests.
As a disciple of foreign departments, even if he enters the field of Fu Mo, he can only improve the control of some mixed elements.
But in fact, the reason why Li Chunyang asked Ling Feng into the field of Fu Mo is because he believes that Ling Feng is the descendant of the Jiuli gods.
In this way, the role of Fu Mo's field is naturally enlarged infinitely!
Of course, Qin Ming didn't know about this.
"I see……"
Ling Feng groaned for a moment, and probably understood the reason why Li Chunyang asked himself to go to the field of Fu Mo.
It is indeed good!
Unfortunately, he is not the Jiuli god family ...
but……
Since this field of magic can enhance the "divine power", maybe it will have certain benefits for your own bloodline.
Thinking of this, Ling Feng's eyes suddenly brightened.
In this field of magic, you must have to see and see!
"Brother Qin, take me!"
Ling Feng didn't hesitate anymore, and immediately pulled Qin Ming, and said, "I will move, go to the field of Fu Mo!"
Qin Ming shook his head and smiled bitterly. However, if Ling Feng went to the field of Fu Mo, he could temporarily avoid the limelight of Chen Shidao. It was also a good thing.
"Smoke, you can return to Tianxiangfeng first and wait for me."
Ling Feng glanced at Tuoba Yan. He was full of aura in Tian Xiangfeng, and Xue Lao sat in the town. Forgive Chen Wang did not dare to go to Tianxiangfeng to make trouble.
Tuobacheng bites the silver teeth. Although she also wanted to go to the field of the demon field, she can only be regarded as the niece beside Ling Feng. She has no direct status in the sealing magic.
Field.
Secondly, he did not have any "divine power". He entered the field of Fu Mo and could only become Lingfeng's burden.
Nympho
After a while, under the leadership of Qin Ming, Ling Feng came to the front of a hall.
Outside the main hall, there is a huge altar, shaped like a huge sphere, and there is a inscription around it around that huge sphere, hovering.
Before them, many disciples had been lined up here.
"There are a lot of people going to the field of Fu Mo!"
Ling Feng looked back at Qin Ming and said lightly.
"That's nature. Even among the descendants of our demon prince, the talent of blood is strong enough, and the proportion is not high. Although most people can become inner disciples, their strength may not be comparable to disciples. For them. For them.
In terms of, the field of Fu Mo is the only place to change destiny. "
Ling Feng nodded, indeed, although the genius was from 99 % sweat and one percent of the talent.
But in fact, often that percent of the talent determines the limit of achievement!
Talent, it is indeed important!
"But it is not free to enter the field of Fu Mo. You need to pay a expensive fee to go in."
Qin Ming said faintly: "But you are a disciple, you can enjoy three free opportunities every year."
"Oh, the benefits of pro -disciples are reflected."
Ling Feng's sword eyebrows are raised, and now he is not very affluent on hand, but it can save it.
Soon, it was Ling Feng's turn and showed his identity token. After verification, Ling Feng could enter the field of Fu Mo free.
As for Qin Ming, he was just a disciple. There was only one free opportunity a year. He had used this opportunity before, so this time he did not plan to accompany Lingfeng in.
Therefore, Ling Feng can only be the only one by himself, and he has entered the battlefield in the field of Fu Mo.
After crossing the door of the transmission, the time and space in front of me changed. I do n’t know how long it ’s time, and the darkness came out, and a ray of light came.
In the next moment, Ling Feng's placket was sent from the portal of the transmission and fell into the field of Fu Mo.
This is a world that looks very desolate, like a magic domain.