Chapter 383

"You too." Lin Feng calm response way, let Wu Zhen eyes a Leng, in the eyes, once again bloom a strange look.

Lin Feng's pupil slightly coagulates, then, a dark breath comes, Lin Feng's pupil, gradually changed.

Dark, heartless and indifferent, this is a pair of dark pupils without any emotional color. Lin Feng has not entered this dark state of the heavenly light for a long time.

Everything around us is very clear, which is somewhat similar to and totally different from the situation of the unity of heaven and man.

At the moment, he isolated the world. What he saw in his pupils was a dark world, a dark world with incomparable clarity.

Dark merciless pupil staring at Wu Zhen, this time, Lin Feng did not dodge, at the moment his mind is too clear, as if nothing can affect him.

Wu Zhen also saw Lin Feng's pupil. His eyes couldn't help but tremble. What kind of pupil is this? Like his eyes, it's so weird.

Wisps of strange light bloom from Wuzhen's eyes and go towards Lin Feng. However, the dark pupils are still so calm, without any fluctuation. They just stare at Wuzhen quietly and coldly, which makes Wuzhen frown slightly.

It's useless. His Lich pupil can't affect Lin Feng.

"Yes, but what about that?"

Wu Zhen said indifferently. He stepped out of the room and moved. In an instant, he arrived in front of Lin Feng. The cold wind was blowing and the strong cold air was spreading. It hit Lin Feng, which made Lin Feng feel cold. His body retreated in an instant. Wu Zhen didn't know what kind of skills he was practicing. He was so cold.

"Back?"

Wu Zhen's mouth was filled with indifference, and his figure was floating. He followed Lin Feng's body, and the wind of yin and evil kept floating. In the place where the palm wind passed, the trees were covered with a layer of cold, covered with frost, and then withered and died.

"How fast

Wu Zhen is like a shadow. Lin Feng is under great pressure. This wind of Yin evil spirit is very poisonous.

The sword of Zhenyuan congeals, and the Yang fire Zhenyuan of Lin Feng's body converges again. But at the moment, the Yang fire Zhenyuan on his body is no longer as bright as it was when fighting with one eye.

"If you kill one eye, you should have consumed a huge amount of real power."

Wu Zhen feels that Lin Feng's Yang Huo Zhen Yuan is not as dazzling as before, with a cold smile.

"You don't need to deny that I practice Shaoyin skill, and I'm very sensitive to Shaoyang skill. You can't cheat me."

Wu Zhen himself added that the light flying palm came out again and collided with Lin Feng's sword. The sword with the sun's flame dissipated in the wind and disappeared without a trace.

"Shaoyin skill, no wonder." Lin Feng has a clear look in his heart. What he cultivates in his dream is Shaoyin skill, which has a strong cold sense. And his dream also says that his practice of burning heaven Sutra in the sun is also the level of Shaoyang skill.

Wuzhen's cultivation method is opposite to him, and his cultivation realm is higher and stronger than him, which is natural.

Another chilly wind came, and the palm wind fell on Lin Feng's body. Lin Feng felt frozen and stiff all over his body, just like the cold air on his dream. It was so cold.

His body drifted away, but Wuzhen didn't intend to let him go. He followed him all the time, and the wind of yin and evil spirit constantly floated out. Although Lin Feng was extremely keen in the dark, and could clearly feel every tiny movement of Wuzhen, when the wind of Yin evil continued, even if he could feel it, he would have difficulty dodging, just like in front of absolute power, Any insight has no effect.

"The Shaoyin skill of Mengqing focuses on coldness, while Wuzhen's Shaoyin skill is more evil. The coldness is not as bad as dream feeling, but it is more insidious."

Lin Feng's pupils are still dark and cold, but his thinking is extremely clear. The track of Wuzhen's attack will slow down in his mind. Otherwise, he would have been hit by Wuzhen.

"It seems that if you don't use all your strength, it's hard to escape this robbery today."

Lin Feng sighs in his heart that Wuzhen is very powerful. Moreover, he has consumed too much Zhenyuan because he killed the triple eye of Xuanwu. Just now, in the purple ocean, he killed one eye with the lotus of the nether world, which was made of Yang Huo Zhenyuan. He burned it clean, and there was no residue left. This made it very difficult for him to deal with Wuzhen, which was more powerful than one eye.

With another striking sword, Lin Feng turned around and ran at a high speed. Since he intended to go all out, he should go a little farther, so as not to attract people from the beast gate to revenge him after killing Wu Zhen.

If the distance is far enough, even if Wu Zhen dies, he will have enough time to leave.

Palm wind smashes Lin Feng's sword, Wu Zhen's look is still indifferent, escape? In his hands, can Lin Feng escape?

Just in time, you can go to the depths of the Jiulong mountains to play and see if you can meet a suitable monster mount. Now, it's time for him to find his true monster companion.

Wu Zhen didn't worry. He just followed Lin Feng. In his mind, Lin Feng was already a dead man. He didn't have to kill him in a hurry.Lin Feng also guessed Wu Zhen's idea. He sneered in the dark pupil, and did not rush to fly. Instead, he stepped on a branch, which could save Zhenyuan's strength, and at the same time he could take the opportunity to restore a little Zhenyuan's strength.

It's true, but I'm confident.

"Have you escaped enough?"

Two people came to a dense forest above, Wu Zhen finally indifferent to open the mouth, in front of Lin Feng step light, immediately also stopped.

Turning around, Lin Feng's pupil is still so cold, merciless cold.

"That's enough." Lin Feng said indifferently: "however, not escape."

"Not escape?" Wu Zhen glanced around and saw several powerful monsters moving there. They all seemed to have noticed that Lin Feng and Wu Zhen, two foreign human beings, had cold animality in their eyes.

"Before you die, I'll show you what the spirit of the Lich is!"

Wu Zhen said coldly, and then behind him, the spirit appeared. The spirit seemed to be a ghost. It was like a ghost floating there. It seemed that it was not true. However, the spirit released the extreme cold breath, and his pupils, such as ghost pupils, were extremely strange.

"Ghost!"

A voice appeared in Lin Feng's mind. The spirit of the lich, like a ghost, swayed in the void as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind. However, the chilly and black-and-white pupils were so shocking.

"See clearly, you can see the spirit of the Lich before you die. You can close your eyes."

Wu Zhen's voice was cold, and then his lips moved gently. He said indifferently, "the soul of the lich, your glory, bloom."

Wu Zhen's voice fell, and the ghost like figure slowly rose into the sky, floating in the sky. A strange breath spread from the spirit of the lich, which made Lin Feng stiff. The spirit of the Lich seemed to have its own life. Looking at him, he felt that his soul would be lost.

However, the spirit of the Lich just glanced at him, and then rushed to a demon beast and floated like a ghost. A layer of gloomy white light covered the monster in an instant. Then Lin Feng saw the monster creeping down gradually, and his eyes were blurred until his pupil was loose, and he was submissive to the spirit of the Lich.

"What a strange soul, terrible."

Lin Feng's eyes trembled, the spirit of the lich, as if it was the demon beast's nemesis, could directly control the monster.

"Roar"

the powerful monsters around began to flee. The lich, like a demon, was so terrible.

The spirit demon beast, has certain wisdom, the Xuan demon, is the intelligence incomparably, how can they not see the Lich terrible.

"Wuwu"

several wisps of whimper from hell spread out. The spirit of the Lich twinkled like a ghost. In an instant, it reached the front of a slow running Xuan demon. The monster's pupils were directly staring at him, which made the mysterious demon suddenly silent. Soon, his ending was the same as that of the demon beast just now.

Two mysterious monsters, instant submission.

"The soul of the Lich is the soul of ancient martial arts. You have seen the soul of the Lich now. It's time to die in peace."

Wu Zhen indifferently said, Lin Feng stared at him and shook his head.

"It's only useful for some monsters with weak soul power. The art of enchantment is not elegant." Lin Feng thought for a moment and then said with a smile, "it's just that I want you to see a kind of martial spirit today."

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