: 120. Where does the real water go?

Gao Fan was smashed by chrysanthemums, chrysanthemums rotten into sunflowers, and blood dripping in the air.
A touch of green light rushed out, but turned into a green light rain, floating and falling on everyone.
"It's so disgusting!" Lin Feng snorted and avoided the green light, but after seeing the green light falling on other people, he quickly disappeared.
Lin Feng’s heart moved:
Although the Chongshenghong furnace was broken, the refining of Gaofan still played a certain role. The huge Taiyin true water was condensed into a smaller volume.

Taiyin Zhenshui is rich in spirituality. After breaking through the smoldering furnace, it chooses to enter the human body to recuperate.
Most of the green light is just a blind eye, only a touch of green light is the real essence of true water.
"Just don't know, who is the lucky one?" Lin Feng glanced over the audience and thought about it.
It is a pity that the Taiyin Zhenshui, which is now in a dormant state, will not be moved even if there is a big fire in the face of the sun.
Grandpa is asleep, too lazy to take care of you, who is you?
This is the state of Taiyin Zhenshui.
Gao Fan apparently realized this. Although the pain was on the ground, he still tried to raise his head. The wolf's eyes flashed green and stared at the crowd.
Others have come back to this time, look at me, I look at you, and cheer together.
"Great, this Gao Fan was countered by his own demon method."
"If you can't control the spells that you can't control, you have to force them to use them. This is the end!"
"I dare to stare at us so badly, I have dug your eyes!"
"Multiple lines of injustice will be self-defeating. Can you understand Gaofan today?"
"Kill him! What is his work, and what is the difference with the devil?"
The cast of the Cangsheng Furnace was not completely completed, because it was interrupted by Lin Feng, so that the whole stove was exploded, and the blood of the soul that had been absorbed before was automatically returned to the owner.
The people who were initially shocked gradually recovered their spirit and strength, and suddenly they became angry.
Yang Qing looked at the crowd in front of him, I don’t know what to do.
Lin Feng shook his head with a smile: "A group of ignorant people have not figured out their situation."
Yang Qing surprised and looked back at Lin Feng. Lin Feng smiled and said: "Come."
As the voice just fell, three powerful mana fluctuations appeared nearby.
"Gao Fan, how do you get so embarrassed?" A voice suddenly sounded like a roaring wind, screaming, and instantly slammed the screams of everyone on the scene.
Lin Feng looked into the distance and saw a young monk dressed in Tsing Yi on the mountain beam with a cynical smile on his face. He was stunned and looked at Gao Fan, who was lying on the ground below.
Gao Fan’s body trembled and did not speak.
"My good brother, how did you fall into this field? Hahahahaha!" On the other side of the mountain, a fat man who was also dressed in Tsing Yi, looked at Gao Fan and laughed.
On the other side of the mountain, there is a thin bamboo-like Tsing Yi monk, and he also looks at Gao Fan’s straight music: "Gao Fan, how did you not know that you were actually good at this time, but yours is too It’s rude, even the blood is playing, hahahaha!

The three people are finished in a glyph, separated by three peaks, faintly enveloping everyone, and they are stunned to play with Gao Fan.
But other people can't laugh, because these three Tsing Yi monks are the core disciples of Fengshen Ancestral Hall and the brothers of Gao Fan.
More importantly, these three are the same medium-term monks who are exactly the same as Gao Fan.
Gao Fan gnashed his teeth and squeezed three names from his mouth:
"Qin Hao!"
"Liu Xudong!"
"Li Xiang!"
The fat man Qin Xiao smiled and said: "Gao Fan, my peers brothers, I rarely serve people. But now facing you, I have to say a service word, practiced the ancient secrets do not say, even more to convince Taiyin true water, when It’s a good idea, good way.

Gao Fan’s heart sinks to the bottom of the valley. He and the Qin dynasty have not been together for a long time. Originally, they were single-on-one. None of the three were his opponents. The three were besieged. He could barely rely on the Jindan period. Retreat from the whole body.
But now he is seriously injured, and the cost of ten costs can not be achieved. In the face of these three people, it is like the fish on the cutting board, and they can only be slaughtered.
Although the wound at the chrysanthemum was so painful that he almost fainted, Gao Fan still struggled and quickly calculated the gains and losses.
"What do you want?" Gao Fan asked with difficulty.
The three Qin dynasty eyes looked at each other and smiled. Liu Xudong, the same skinny bamboo smile, said: "Don't pretend to be stupid, Gao Fan, do you know what we want?"
"If you are so confused, I can help you wake up."
After a moment of silence, Gao Fan whispered: "Well, the location of the secrets of Kunpeng, I tell you, but it will take at least a few years to open, otherwise the external prohibition, the Yuan Ying period ancestors can not open.

There was no snoring, and Lin Feng, who was sitting on the ground, heard it and his ears moved slightly.
Kun Peng, the legendary Taigu beast of the same class, dragon, and phoenix can be turned into a fish and can be turned into a bird. When it is turned into a fish, it is equal to a continent at sea. When it is turned into a bird, it is 90,000 miles.
The secrets left by Kun Peng, even if they are not pure blood, are only descendants, and that is quite a bad thing.
Liu Xudong had no two or two flesh on his thin face. He had a thin face and a drum, and smiled: "We already know this, otherwise you will wait until now? I have already gone to treasure hunt."
Li Xiang, who has never spoken, suddenly speaks like a screaming wind: "Light is this thing, not enough to change your life!"
Gao Fan’s face was gloomy and he breathed a sigh of relief. He said slowly:
That is too cloudy, still here, not returning to the ground.

As soon as this statement came out, the eyes of Qin Yu, Li Xiang and Liu Xingdong all lit up.
Gao Fan raised his finger to Lin Feng and others: "The essence of true water is hidden in these people, secretly recuperating, but I am not sure who it is, you have to find it yourself."
The fat man Qin Xiao ha laughed, the fat on the gang was shaking: "This is simple, it is killed!"
Li Chenxi and others suddenly became stunned.
"Spell with them!" Li Chen Jiao Jiao sighed.
The other two monks in the early days of the building base nodded and looked at Li Xiang and others.
At this time, sitting and waiting, it is better to break through.
A group of monks closely followed the companions of the three foundations and rushed together to create a living path.
Yang Qing opened his mouth, but eventually swallowed back what he was saying. He wanted to rush with the big troops, but found that his legs were the same as lead.
Lin Feng still sat on the knees and did not move. He looked at Yang Qing and smiled. "This time, the fight is not necessarily dead. If you don't fight, you will die. What are you afraid of?"
Yang Qing squeezed a smile that was more ugly than crying.
"Two coward, sit and wait to die?" Li Chenxi turned his head and glared at them, yelling.
Lin Feng looked at himself with a smile, pointing to the front: "I have to hit it."
"Well?" Li Chen slammed, and quickly turned his head, and saw a huge wind wall in front of him, and he almost ran into it.
This wind wall, unlike the past, is actually a myriad of sharp wind blades, stacked together to form a daunting death barrier!
Numerous wind blades interweaved to form a huge wall of attack and defense, which was blocked in front of monks such as Li Chenxi.
Fengshen sect, the thousand-blade wind scale wall!
Li Xiang with his hands behind his back, proudly watching Li Chenxi and others: "Give you a chance to attack."
Li Chenxi was furious: "Look at how many pounds you have!" Yan Yu pointed out that a bright sword light crossed the air and fell on the wall of Li Xiang's thousand feathers.
Thousands of wind blades that make up the thousands of wind scales are flying fast, and the storms generally pass through the flying swords of Li Chenxi, and they make a burst of harsh friction.
Li Chenxi's face was white, and the flying sword was wounded. Her heart was connected with it and she felt great pressure.
The fat man Qin Xiaohe laughed: "Li Xiang, the magic of your hand, thousands of feathers, the more purely."
His smile gradually turned cold, and looked at Liu Xudong on the other side: "Let's do it, otherwise we will let Li Xiang compare."
"I have this intention." Liu Xudong's skinny hands on the chest, pinch the law.