Rebirth of the Godly Prodigal - Chapter 1299 Tianjun Lingfeng

After the rectification in Wanshan Town, Hong Dali and his party set off for the Wushen Palace.

Out of Wanshan Town, all the way to the southeast direction, after the boundaries of thirty miles away, is the sphere of influence of the Wushen Palace. At this time, the people from the rivers and lakes coming from all over the road gathered more and more, and occasionally met ten or twenty people at the beginning. The more they encountered, the more they went into the path between the mountains and forests, every few hundred. There are a group of people from the rivers and lakes camping in the rice, and there are not so many people who are scarce.

This time, all the people in the rivers and lakes around the Wushen Palace should be regarded as a major event in the rivers and lakes in recent years. Hong Hong vigorously walked and squatted, and at the same time secretly calculated, if you follow this scale, wait until the Wushen Palace, it is estimated that things are not so easy .

"This Lingfeng is enough style," the goddess of wisdom has seen the big winds and waves. At this time, seeing such a situation is also for the generation of the Wushen Palace, Ling Feng, secretly sweating: "In the face of so many people came to encircle, actually did not say Take a break from the front."

"It seems that Tang Zhen's sects are very powerful." Hong Dali is also a tongue. Originally, with his thoughts, even if these people in the rivers and lakes make appointments with each other, they should not come so much...

The group continued to move forward, and walked out of the dozens of miles of mountain roads, through a forest, and climbed seven or eight hundred stone steps. Suddenly, the eyes suddenly opened up, and a huge platform appeared in front of Hong Dian.

There were many people standing on the platform, and there were three or four thousand people who said that it was too big. The platform was so big that it didn’t feel how crowded it was when it stood so three or four thousand people.

This platform looks at the material should be a huge stone barrier, the megalithic walls on both sides, the gate is also a pile of boulder, a huge slate across the top, the book "Wu Shen Palace" three characters.

Such a building. It looks quite ancient and especially spectacular. Then it is the entire palace gate, which is exactly three megaliths stacked together. Seeing that every boulder is afraid of not having to have thousands of pounds.

"Oh, great," Hong said with great enthusiasm: "You can make such a spectacular mountain gate in such a world. This martial arts palace is really good." The world of martial arts is different from Hongli’s original world. I don't know how it got together.

At this time, the crowd gathered around the Shitai Square, all holding the blade and looking at the palace gate of the Wushen Palace.

The main hall of the Wushen Palace is a solid wood building, about 30 meters high. It is divided into five layers and is extremely spectacular. However, at this time, the palace gate is closed and it is impossible to see the situation inside. It is such a big palace that there is no one, even the next person who sweeps the floor can't see it.

"Hu Ge," Hong vigorously pulled the beard. Whispered: "A big martial palace, not even a servant?"

"You don't know the strong brothers," said the beard. He sighed and said: "There are thirty-six holes in the world, seventy-two days of blessings. This Wushen Palace will occupy two of the six heavens and blessings. It has always been the most supreme among the entire rivers and lakes. The martial arts holy land, but also famous is that the Wushen Palace never accepts people casually. I want to come to a division and a servant. At most three people. This generation of Heavenly King Lingfeng has soared, leaving him and his servant Otherwise, then..." Beard looked around. A small voice: "If you don't even have ten times more people here, you don't dare to come here to scream with the people of the Imperial Palace."

Other Hong Kong’s vigorous efforts did not care much. The beard’s soaring rise caused Hong’s attention: “Flying up? Chengxian?”

"That's not the case," said Beard Ming, shaking his head. "The secret censorship of the Wushen Palace, "The Wild Blood Emperor", can be raised to the top in the day. No one knows where to go. Anyway, it is very powerful. According to legend, it seems to be It’s almost like a fairy. It’s a pity that this “Huanghuanghuanghuanglu” disappeared a long time ago, and no one has seen it again, hehe.” He said here, the tone is infinite.

Well, when I say that Hong Dali understands it, in simple terms, it is almost the same as when he first came out of the earth.

Cultivation of the "Hunting of the Wild Blood", cultivation to a certain extent can enter the next world, that is, the equivalent of the relationship from the Earth to the Galaxy Alliance, otherwise the cloud breeze is estimated to participate in the plane war.

The problem now is that this "Hong Huang Huang Huang Lu" Hong vigorously knows...

Hong Dali said whispering, people have gathered there, and tens of thousands of people gathered on the stone platform. When the crowd was neutral, seven or eight leaders were separated, standing in front of the crowd and starting to rush to the temple. The main hall door screams: ""

"Ling Feng, come out and die!"

"Ling Feng, you are doing a lot of evil, you are full of evil, and you don't want to show up!"

"Lingfeng, Wushen Palace Wannian Foundation, now it will be destroyed in your hands, if you die quickly, we can still leave you a whole body, this Wushen Palace will not be burned by a fire. !"

"Yeah, Ling Feng, if you die early, you will not be jealous of the name of your ‘Tianjun’, at least the hero who will die if you die, but you have to make a last name!”

A burst of anger and screams came from the crowd, but no one dared to take the lead and break into the main hall of the Wushen Palace, which is 100 meters in front of them.

Because they don't dare.

The first bird who broke into the main hall will be angered by the thunder of the heavenly monarch, and there will be no dead body.

When these people shouted, the whole scene was quiet and waited for the reaction in the temple.

"Boom!" Just at this time, the Wushen Palace did not know how many pounds of heavy doors did not move, and slowly opened.

Slowly walk out of one person from the inside.

The man's long black hair shawl, a deep purple attire, behind the black cloak hunting and flying, Hong Dian only look at it and know that this guy is absolutely the day of the wind.

Look at his wear, almost exactly the same as Tang Zhen, it is obvious that this is not a bad thing. This Ling Feng is sure to take Tang Zhen as an idol, absolutely no discount.

I think that Hong Kong is more and more curious and that such a person will do the killing of the village?

Anyway, in any case, with his own relationship with Tang Zhen, this Ling Feng has to manage himself as a teacher's uncle Zuzuzu... I don't know how many generations of masters and uncles, so how can I help this today?

"You are a big breath," Ling Feng stepped out, his movements looked very slow, but it seemed to step on the heart of someone at the place.

The footsteps landed.

The whole world seems to have shaken.

Almost all of the people in the whole place are unstable, and they are vain at the foot.

The audience can be unaffected, but only two or three people.

The Shitai Square in the Wushen Palace, which was originally a noisy market, was quiet and quiet.

Ling Feng’s entire square was nearly 10,000 people, and he smiled coldly: “Ling has not set foot on the rivers and lakes for nearly 40 years. Do you think that there is no one in the Wushen Palace?”

The sound of his words was shocking, and the enormous pressure of the infinite spread spread out. The air was like a sticky mud, and some disciples with less skill could not bear the power of this sentence. Fall to the ground.

Under the prestigious name, there is no vain, Ling Feng 甫 one debut, the momentum will be enough to press the person at the place, the power of Tianjun, can be seen.

Hong Qiang’s eyebrows smiled and said: “Although the strength cannot be compared with Tang Zhen, the momentum is exactly the same. My little teacher is a good seller.”

Since all the people from all walks of life dare to come, they will naturally not be scared away by Ling Feng. A strong sword-bearing man in the crowd who looks like he is about fifty years old said: "Ling Feng, 156 villagers in Tongcheng Village The villagers were slaughtered overnight, is it your poisonous hand?"

When they came here, the banner of the fight was to kill the Heavenly King and to walk for the heavens. This is the strongest of the swordsmen in order to stir up the hearts of all the enemies.

Ling Feng faintly swept this person, his mouth smeared a trace of disdainful smile, faintly said: "The gas is full, but the lower plate is vain, the breath on the temple is hidden, the head of the Shenting hole is faint red, giant sword It’s just a slap in the seventh realm to fill the realm of the gods. It’s ridiculous to yell at Lingmou. You just don’t know that the sword is flat, who are you?”

This giant sword sword practiced by the sword strong is divided into nine weights. Like him, he can practice to the seventh weight. It is already a talented person. He has always been regarded as a killer. The final card, where he thinks he will be stunned. The wind looked at it at a glance, and suddenly his face turned pale, his heart groaned, and he trembled: "In the next Yan Lingxing, Yan Chengping... It is the father."

"There are no ones." Cold and cold, so a heartbreaking evaluation, Ling Feng said: "If you want to add sin, why do you have no words, you said that Ling is doing, then it is Lingmou doing How can it be?"

At this point, someone asked below: "The ten gates of the ten gates are up and down, and the door is killed. Is it your poisonous hand?!"

Ling Feng said coldly: "You said yes!"

"Xihejun Liu’s father is good at being good, but he is stabbed to death. Is it your poisonous hand?"

"Yes."

"Dingyang County has a big flood of water, and there are no granules. He Daguan has opened a warehouse to release food, but he was killed on the day of the grain release. Did you do it?"

"Yes!"

At this point, the crowd has already swayed. The man still has to wait again. Ling Feng is impatient. He said: "How many crimes are recorded on Ling’s head is why there are many excuses for my mother-in-law. I am waiting for my Wushen Palace III. The big secret is no longer a secret. It’s a bit of annoying if you want to do it.”

When it comes to this, Hong Dali finally understands that these people are playing the guise of the Heavenly Way. The purpose is nothing but the danger of swearing to seek cheats. It is said that the grandiose, immediately took the wise goddess a few steps forward. Xiao Lingfeng said with a smile: "Ling Xiaoge is good, hey, my name is Hong Dali, I don’t know Tang Zhentang’s brother, Ling Xiaoge, do you know it?” (To be continued.)