Chapter 510: This gun is going against the sky

Surprisingly, when the Lingwen Guru Luo Feng’s discourse had just fallen, some people sneered out.
"Jiangshan has talented people, and each has been in the air for hundreds of years. I would like to ask, what is the singer?"
The opening is the old Mo, the words are direct, questioning, so that the audience can not help but unexpectedly, there are still people to refute Luo Feng, which is rare.
However, seeing Luo Feng's look calm, he said: "Old Mo, when you refine a spiritual battle suit, come back and ask this question."
The implication is that I want to ask me? You are not qualified enough!
"I am just telling you that today is Lin's conference. If you don't look good, you can leave, instead of sitting in the old man."
Old Mo is cold.
Everyone can't help but be a little scared. I guess there must be some contradictions between Lao Mo and Luo Feng, otherwise how can they be tit-for-tat on these occasions.
"Old Mo!"
Luo Feng’s face sank and his voice became cold.
It seems that you have a lot of opinions on me. Why, do you still want to take this opportunity to count the old accounts?

"What is it?"
Old Mo is also very tough, and the hate is full of hate.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense. I didn't expect to be at the scene of the conference. I haven't seen the true face of the "broken shackles". Instead, some people argued first.
"The two also asked for anger. Everyone came for a masterpiece of Lin Xun's master. Some doubts are inevitable."
On the high platform, the host Li An smiled and said,
I will be happy to hear the comments of Luo Feng’s predecessors and old Mo’s predecessors after the show’s magicality.
The predecessors of the spiritual world have been enlightened."
This statement is very beautiful, holding the two people without traces, but also implied that even if they want to argue, it is not too late to show the spirits.
"Roman, Lao Mo, what do you think?"
At this time, Mrs. Baohua also spoke, and her temperament was graceful.
The old Mo’s look was slow and nodded.
Well, I will wait until I see who is taking the favor.

Luo Feng said with no expression: "A spiritual warfare suit that was born in a thunderstorm may be extremely powerful, but I doubt whether the spirituality within it has been killed in the thunder. If so, the so-called The Ling Li battle suit is just an empty shell. Of course, it is difficult for ordinary people to see these differences."
He suddenly said this, obviously it is said that he has a different view on the spiritual warfare made by Lin Xun.
This has caused many people to express their thoughts. Luo Feng is the only remaining spiritual master of the Imperial Society. It is famous all over the world and is praised by countless spirits. It is like the authority of the spiritual world.
Since he expressed different views on this, he also refused to pay attention to it.
"Luo brother said it was good, but it is too early to say that it is too early to see it. Maybe you can have a clear answer."
Not waiting for the old Mo, Mrs. Baohua has pre-emptively, apparently worried that the two will argue again.
At this point, this episode came to an end.
However, it is this episode that makes the whole audience look forward to more and more. Lin Xing’s refining of the Ling Li battle costume has not yet begun to show, which has caused disputes among the spirit-level figures in the spirit circle. Nothing happened.
The atmosphere has quieted again, and the eyes are focused on the high platform.
Li An is no longer nonsense, smiles slightly: "The time is precious, then I will invite you to witness this masterpiece from Lin Xun master!"
After that, he turned and walked down the high platform.
At the same time, a thin figure appeared on the high platform. The person's posture was quite good, his cheeks were like a knife, and his appearance looked a bit old, and his eyes were full of vicissitudes.
At the viewing ceremony, there was a commotion, and many people couldn’t sit still and were surprised.
"This... seems to be the white horse of the year, Shen Shenlun?"
"God, it’s really Shen Jinglun. I haven’t heard from him for many years. I never thought about it. Now he has become so old."
"It really is him. I heard that when he followed the patriarch of the Lin family, he was buried in the name of the patriarch. Now that he is here, he must represent Nalin, and he must personally demonstrate the magic of the "broken shackles."
White horse explores Shen Jinglun!
Many years ago, but a man of great fortune in the Forbidden City, called a generation of arrogance, even today's great emperor has praised it.
At that time, he was so dusty that he rode a white horse through the capital and won a lot of praise. He was regarded as a sun-like figure, and his future was limitless.
Who can imagine that after so many years, the white horses of that year actually reappeared in the world?
Just after the excitement, it was a burst of emotion. The years were like a knife, and the Shen Jinglun was so sultry, but now it is full of the color of the wind and frost. If it is late, how can you not sigh?
The arrogance that rose with him in the past, as long as it has not fallen, has now become a giant, Megatron, but he alone is an old servant, incognito, almost forgotten by the world, leaving a few voices.
In the field, there were countless emotions. Lin Zhong on the high platform seemed to be unaware of it. He came to the central position in silence and silently opened the bronze box on that side. From beginning to end, like a veteran servant, so that no one can imagine him in the past, once known as the Forbidden City, the scenery is like a mountain.
Hey!
As soon as the Qing dynasty resounded, if the voice was heard, it immediately attracted the attention of all the people.
I saw a dark gray luster of the sky, appeared in the hands of Lin Zhong, and at this moment, his momentum changed abruptly, just like a person!
If Lin Zhong was a veteran servant, then he is like a sword that is squirting.
Many people have bright eyes, breathless, silent, and the atmosphere is terrible.
On the high platform, Lin Zhong did not immediately demonstrate, but was low-browed, silent as a mountain, seems to be adjusting himself, standing freely, there is an invisible monk spread.
Some of the big characters in the field flashed a splendid color, they can feel that Lin Zhong's momentum is constantly rising, like a dragon crouching in his body, is waking up in the middle of sleep!
Lin looked open his eyes.
Hey!
In the palm of his hand, the dark gray light of the sky has changed, turning into a long gun, the body is simple and natural, but there is a horrible atmosphere filled with it, and the void is suppressed and screams, it seems to be about to collapse.
hiss!
There were a lot of sounds of cold breath in the field. When this gun appeared, there was a shocking destructive force sweeping away, causing them to have goose bumps and tingling.
It is as if the long gun is a life, and the crouching inside is a soul with a peerless edge!
The big men in the room are wide-eyed and spread out various kinds of perceptions to capture the breath of the long shot, without letting go of any detail.
At this time, Lin Zhong moved, his eyes were like swords, and his eyebrows were fascinating, and the momentum had climbed to the peak.
In the meantime, the white horses of the same year seemed to be back, and the long-handed guns were carried out by one hand, and there were mountains and rivers, and the world’s peerless style.
boom!
On the high platform, there is a copper plaque, which is the best defensive scorpion in Shi Dingzhai. It can withstand the strong hit of the hole and the value is very expensive.
But when Lin Zhong pointed the gun to the past, he did not have any action. This copper plaque was destroyed and turned into powder.
Just relying on the atmosphere contained in the front of the gun, you will be able to resist the smashing of the hole!
The sensation on the ceremonial ceremonial sensation, many big people can not help but lose their voice, for this move, this gun, the power is simply too horrible.
Luo Feng’s eyes couldn’t help but shrink, and immediately he said:
If this is the case, at best, it’s just a slightly more lethal spirit.

But for a moment, his look was stiff and the heart twitched.
On the high platform, the dark gray rifle suddenly sizzled out a pattern of a dense and sturdy spirit, and there was a vague yak, a vision of the sun and the moon.
This scene is like a miracle, and I can see the audience stunned.
Some of the older generation of high-level people, the face is slightly changed at this moment, because they clearly perceive that a dangerous atmosphere is spreading, omnipresent, so that they can not help but feel a little sway!
At this time, the wind is light and the same look, the gorgeous little face is full of stunning shock, she suddenly whispered: "Teacher, you can see how many spirits have been engraved in the treasure?"
"If I am not mistaken, it should be forty-nine heavenly spirits..."
Next to the Mrs. Baohua’s nephew, there was also a splendid color.
The avenue is fifty, Tianyan is forty-nine, and one of them is taken, but it is all obtained by one shot... This is a sinister! He... how is it made? of?"
She could not guarantee the calm, the heart is shaking!
"Teacher, what are you talking about?" The wind is faint.
At this moment, Mrs. Baohua seems to be in a konjac, never paying attention to it, and whispering herself: "Nothing can lead to thunder, this is for the sake of the heavens, and the vitality of it is all sealed. This is going to go against the sky... But how did he finally do it? Actually, this gun can be extended to the world..."
Not only Mrs. Baohua, but Luo Feng also saw this, so his face became stiff and his eyes widened, and he was still unbelievable.
And like the fish Beidou, Cheng Hao, Lao Mo, they can all be vaguely aware, but they can't judge the truth and reality, and the mind can't help but be amazed.
They are all spirits masters, and they are the masters of the spiritual world. What they are concerned about are some secrets and images of refining this gun.
For the great people who have deep knowledge of their practice in the field, the vision of the gun at this time makes them feel an invisible danger.
Hey!
On the high stage, the sky flutters and turns into a glimpse of the aura, which eventually turns into a layer of dark and dark war suits, covering Lin Zhong’s body. The breath and the rifle in the hand fit perfectly, regardless of each other, reflecting the momentum of Lin Zhong. In another moment, there is a metamorphosis!
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