Chapter 3151

Boo!

When the two willpower touch, the bright sky suddenly turns black. In the void, an invisible ripple is set off. Countless dazzling lights fill the sky and the earth, as if stars are exploding.

Poop!

Poop!

Poop!

In the distance, Qizong disciples, who were nervous to watch the battle, turned their eyes and directly lost their consciousness. Other people also trembled violently.

In their eyes, the world has lost its original scene, leaving only Luofeng and Jinmu with endless brilliance, as well as the two deadly confrontations, just like the golden figures of gods. Their souls can't help shuddering every time their will shocks.

"How terrible! This is the duel of the king! It's like a god! I don't even feel the vitality of heaven and earth. "

He is a strong man in distraction. In his perception, the sky is no longer the sky, and the earth is not the earth. Everything is under the control of the two golden figures who connect the sky and the earth, only surrender!

"This is no longer the duel of ordinary kings," said a king of utensils! The spirit of heaven appears, and the spirit rushes to the night. This is the will fight of heaven level king! Their will has merged with the way of heaven, and has gone beyond the secular world. We must try our best to resist their will. Our realm is not enough, and even can directly annihilate your soul! There is no place to die

"Heavenly king!"

Inhale together, all around.

The king of Qizong, who was called elder Hua, murmured: "Jinmu has been king for more than 1500 years, and his cultivation is among the first-class among the heavenly kings. This Luo Feng can resist his will suppression. Is Luo Feng also the heavenly king? But from the breath, it's not. Moreover, his will is also very strange. He has three different willpower What's going on? "

All the other elders of Qizong were dignified, and no one spoke. In this short time, there were too many unexpected things. They could not understand the current situation.

Crackle!

The two willpower, fighting against each other, no one can do anything in the area of confrontation, just waves of impact, breaking the void, thunder and lightning, Jinyan hall has been affected, a hall directly smashed, into nothingness.

Jinmu stares at Luo Feng with his eyes full of anger that can burn through the earth, and he can't believe it:

"boy, your breath is clearly only the king of the prefecture level, how can you resist my will with the spirit of heaven?"

"Why not." Luo Feng's whole body is shining with the brilliance of will, and his eyes are also with strong will power, facing the will suppression of Jinmu.

The corner of Jinmu's eye twitches.

No matter how impulsive he was, he now understood the terrible talent of Luo Feng. The prefecture level king in his early 30s was able to resist his will, which could not be described as genius. It was a living evil.

It's a pity that he's hard to ride a tiger. Now he'll stop. He's a great master of utensils, but he can't win a younger generation. What's his dignity.

"Arrogant boy, what do you think I can do for you? Today I will teach you how to respect your elders! Golden cloud

Sing!

With the sound of Jin Mu's cold drink, the heaven and the earth suddenly reverberated with the sound of a clanging sword. A golden sword light rose from behind the Jinyan hall.

In the golden sword light, there is a golden sword more than three feet long. The whole body of the sword is flowing with golden streamer. As soon as it appears, the whole sky becomes golden. Careful observation shows that every golden light is a golden sword shadow.

Boom!

After the golden sword fell into the sky, there was a golden sword.

"The treasure of the king!"

Luo Feng's eyes narrowed, and the breath of the sword was higher than that of the purple thunder Panlong sword. It was already spiritual and was undoubtedly the treasure of the king!

Chi La A, get this life King's treasure blessing, golden Dusk's momentum, increase again and again, like a sword God came, Luo Feng's will has a broken voice.

"Stop it."

Just when Luo Feng fell into the downwind and pondered over the countermeasures, a voice of incomparably dignified, if any, sounded in the sky and the earth.

Immediately, everyone saw that a flame and thunder came down from the sky, accurately hit the connection point between Luo Feng and Jinmu.

With a bang, Luo Feng and Jin Mu retreated, and their will was as bright as the tide. The flame and thunder also showed their true colors. It was a ring the size of a baby's head, and its color was crystal red. The surface was filled with sharp red arc, which was floating in the air like that.

"Ring of thunder and fire!"

See ring, the presence of the instrument sect disciples, elders have landed on the square, looking at the ring respectfully.

In his fury, Jin Mu frowned, looked at Luo Feng, pointed and drew his sword into the sheath.

Hum!

The ring vibrated slightly and expanded to the size of three meters in vain. A void vortex was born from the middle and two misty figures were revealed.In front is a lean old man leaning on crutches. Cang Nanyue stands by and sees Luo Feng safe. Her frowning brow stretches slightly,.

"Lord!"

Seeing the rickety old man, the present Qizong disciples and elders saluted one after another, with a look of great respect.

Luo Feng was surprised. He didn't expect that the old man, who seemed to be in his twilight years and could be blown down by a gust of wind, would be the master of the weapon sect in the mouth of Lanfeng king. He was as famous as the craftsman a thousand years ago and was known as the ghost hand!

The rickety old man nodded slightly, turned his hand, and the thunder ring was reduced to the size of his fist. He used it as a hairband and put it on his head.

Looking around, the rickety old man finally fell on Luo Feng. After staring at Luo Feng for a long time, he said: "Luo Feng, the ten saints I've heard about you several times. It's said that you are going to send the magic talisman during this period of time. Unexpectedly, you came first. I've also made a world of trouble about my family. "

Luo Feng didn't know the intention of the other party and didn't speak.

The rickety old man's eyes turned and said faintly, "tell me, what's the matter with all this?"

His voice is very flat, but there is an unquestionable dignity, the whole square suddenly became silent.

Jinmu said: "Lord, Luo Feng uses magic talisman to ask for the king's treasure from our Qizong. But Han Xun tried to prove the truth of his name before he let go a few yuan. This kind of person is not qualified for the magic talisman of our Qizong, and must be punished, otherwise, it will damage the prestige of our Qizong for thousands of years! "

"Is that so?" The old man asked lightly.

"Won, come on." Kim Mu tells the Korean won in the crowd.

Korean won did not expect that things would come to this stage. Even the suzerain came in person, and he had no confidence. He stood up and said with a stiff head:

"to the suzerain, that's true. Just now, Luo Feng repeatedly collided with the elder and said that our Qizong is not worthy of the name of the puppet sect! "

Han's reputation is more important than that of Duan's.

"Not worthy to be as famous as the puppet sect..."

The old man touched his beard with a look of inexplicable expression on his face. When the won was relieved, he said, "there is still one person to meet Luo Feng this time."

Hearing the speech, the Korean won was shocked.

At this time, Fang Xiaolin walked out of the crowd carefully, puffed, knelt down in front of the old man and elder Jin Mu, and said with trembling:

"Lord, elder, this This time, won and I went to meet Luo Feng. "