Chapter 585： : Spiritualist

"sister"

In the face of Mu Feng, a gentle shadow appeared instantly.

Mu Linger was originally a human race, but when he left, the shape of the Linger changes, obviously there are other blood forces in the body.

Is she also like Chuanchuan, because of changes in foreign objects, so that her own blood has changed?

Mu Feng thought to himself that when he thought of Mu Linger, Mu Feng’s eyes showed a touch of thoughts and sorrow.

"Mu Feng, what are you thinking about?"

Ge Mingxue saw Mu Feng somewhat fascinated and waved in front of his eyes.

"Nothing, right, check the guy."

Mu Feng looked at the Yuan Zongqiang who was injured by him.

Yaochuan body shape quickly shrinks, the body's colorful poisonous sac disappears, and people also resume normal form, but some embarrassing is that the robes are broken, leaving a **** wrapped in the lower body, causing Ge Mingxue to blush.

After recovering the human form, Yao Chuan was also tired and looked wilting. Apparently he provoked the ancient blood, but also paid a price.

Put on a new robes, a few people went to the Yuan Zongqiang who was taken by the drug Wang Dianwei.

This Yuanzong's hands and feet have been cut off, his face is black, and he has been poisoned before the drug, and his life is not long.

This person looked at Mu Feng, a few people in Yaochuan, and he did not expect that he would have been planted in the hands of these boys.

Looking at the throat of Yaochuan, there is also the color of taboos.

"What the **** are you? What forces?"

Mu Feng asked coldly.

This is not the first Yuanzong that he met to cut through the sculpt.

"I will recognize it, kill me, you won't get any news from me."

This person sneered.

"Oh, still hard with the fat guy!"

Yaochuan looked cold and grabbed a long sword from the palace guard. He slammed into the man's leg and it hurt him to scream, and the blind man stared at Yaochuan.

"Don't you say?"

Yaochuan asked coldly.

The man is indifferent and does not say a word.

"It's quite hard"

Yaochuan laughed and wanted to make up another sword. Mu Feng came over and said, "Let me come and play with him."

"Must let this grandson speak, I want to know who is like me."

Yaochuan nodded and let go.

Mu Feng looked at the man, and his mouth showed a cold smile.

There was a **** flame on his finger, and Mu Feng slammed into a bullet. The blood of Shura was shot into the man's thigh. The man was terrible. The blood flame came into his leg and instantly burned the blood in his thigh. From the beginning, the blood is warmed up, such as the same strand of oil flowing in his body, the pain is extremely uncomfortable.

"Ah, kill me, kill me!"

The man turned and screamed on the ground, and the blood of the whole body was heated by the blood flames, flowing all over the body, burning like a flame, and the face of the man was so distorted.

"You can't say it, but I promise, you will see yourself burning a little bit into ashes."

Mu Feng said indifferently that the flesh and blood on the man's thighs began to burn, turning into a little bit of ash, and it looked terrible.

Ge Mingxue couldn't bear to look at it and turned his head.

The other pharmacist's hall looked at Mu Feng, and there were some awe in his eyes. These four heads are really embarrassing.

"Ah, I can't stand it, I said, I said!"

The man was so painful that Mu Feng heard the palm of his hand stretched out, and the blood flame that was injected into the body was taken back by Mu Feng.

The man’s painful body twitched, and there was still panic on the face. Just that feeling, he probably would never forget it in his life.

"What kind of power are you? Who sent you to kill us, what is the purpose, how many people like you?"

Mu Feng asked coldly.

"We are"

Hey!

When the man was about to say it, a ray of light broke through the air, containing violent power.

"Not good, retreat!"

Mu Feng roared, and the people around him changed his face and his body shape retreated.

Rumble!

This sign of light came into the explosion of the man's body, and a violent explosion of power swept across the four sides, and the Yuan Zongqiang was blown into powder.

Mu Feng and others were forced to retreat by the waves, and the figure came from a distance and stopped in front of everyone.

Everyone looked at this group of people, his face was gloomy, and Yaochuan said: "Zhou Xing, what do you mean?"

This group of people is a family of Zhou, the first one is a man wearing a blue robes, slender and slender.

This person's name is Zhou Xing, a spiritual teacher of Zhou Jia, who is strong.

"This person only recently killed a few disciples of my family in Zhou. I just didn't hold back and killed and killed my Zhou disciples. I don't have any pharmacist friends."

Zhou Xingwang Pharmacist Hall and others, Pi Xiao said without a smile.

"Bastard, that person is what we captured, what qualification do you have to kill him?"

Yaochuan was angry, and Mu Feng looked at Zhou Xing’s dawn and it was a bit cold.

The power of the pattern was just enough to kill a Yuan Dan Da Tianqiang.

And it is exactly when they have to ask for intelligence. Is this a bit clever?

"Recently, there have been rumors that the Yuanzong strong people have indiscriminately killed the disciples of the various forces. Everyone has to encircle them. I killed him. It is to avenge the people who have been persecuted by him. Is there anything wrong? ?"

Zhou Xing said with a faint hand, his eyes were calm and he could not see what he was thinking.

"I don't know if I am revenge, I am afraid that there are some people who want to cover up what"

Mu Feng said calmly, Zhou Xingwen’s words turned to Mu Feng, and there was a hint of color in the depths of his eyes.

"It turned out to be the four genius Mu Feng of the Warrior's Hall. I heard that the Mu Wenshi Fu Dao is also extraordinary. I just want to have the opportunity to discuss with the Mu Si Shi."

Zhou Xing picked up the topic and looked at Mu Feng and smiled.

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested. I don't talk to people who are not my friends. Because I am not a friend, I am afraid that I can't hold my hand. It is not good for any casualties."

Mu Feng calmly said, full of cold and proud.

"Kid, what are you arrogant, I am a fourth-order spiritual teacher, he wants to learn from you, can afford you."

A Zhou disci is dissatisfied with Mu Feng's arrogance.

Mu Feng heard the words of a cold, the hands of the light lingering, a golden pattern of intertwined, Yuan Lihua, directly shot to the Zhou family disciple.

That week, the disciples changed their faces, their postures plunged, and others were scattered.

boom!

The ray of light flashed into a golden flame, and the temperature of the rolling flame was amazing.

&bsp;&bsp;"&bsp;&bsp; fourth-order charm!"

Everyone in Zhou’s family felt the explosive power of the pattern, and he was shocked to see Mu Feng. Mu Feng could also condense the charm, and his follow-up was

"Is the fourth-order sympathizer amazing? When I talked to him, did you have a mouthful?"

Mu Feng said coldly, that the disciples of the week had a red face, and they couldn’t speak, and they were so angry that they were shaking, and there was also a sense of horror in their hearts.