Chapter 1683: Meet again

Above the ancient peaks of the beauty, on the banks of the river, Lin Feng and Qing Feng constantly try to integrate new esoteric attacks and explore how to fit together. Now Lin Feng has determined that Qingfeng also has ten strengths, but whether it is ten kinds of righteousness or not Clearly, they are also genius characters, and they have horrible savvy. Most importantly, they are good at similar forces. When they explore, they all discover that occasionally the other party inadvertently dials, and may be able to see the clouds and achieve a strong attacking power.
"This sword of death is the evolutionary attack power of your killing magic boxing, but if you also have the power of wind-killing, the effect will be more powerful, you can try to match the meaning of killing, after all, the two swordsmanship attacks are the main killing. "Green Phoenix and Lin Feng sit on the boulder with their knees, as if they have forgotten their identity as a demon."
"To kill is the point of convergence." Lin Feng whispered, he also considered the fusion of these two killing forces, but it is difficult to fit together.
"Exchanging the righteousness, you integrate the sinister power of the Sword of Death into the death slain, and at the same time merge the attempt of the death of the sorcerer into the sword of death, and then try a little bit to make it evolve and find the right one. After the point of convergence, we will make a lot of changes in quantity. The green phoenix holds different strengths in both hands, and the hands are white, the skin is soft and boneless, and the heartlessness looks at Lin Fengdao.
Lin Feng’s eyes flashed through a bright man’s eye. When he saw the elegant beauty of Qingfeng’s immersed in the martial arts deduction, he felt a little disappointing, as if this really discovered the beauty of Qingfeng, the demon’s saint was not inferior to Guang The woman in the Han Palace is elegant and elegant, and the noble and glamorous of the demon saints are setting off her beauty, but Lin Feng did not pay attention to it before.
Qing Feng saw Lin Feng staring at her, and Mei couldn't help but condense.
"I didn't expect the demon's saint to be beautiful." Lin Feng said with a smile, and heard that Lin Feng's praise of Qingfeng was not angry, perhaps because Lin Feng saw her eyes are too clean, and, these days of cooperation, Let her feel that she has a lot in common with Lin Feng.
"We will continue to deduct this attack." Qing Feng said calmly, Lin Feng nodded slightly, and the two continued to immerse themselves in the discussion of the fusion attack power. Time passed slowly. At this moment, among the ancient capitals, countless strong people are in Exploring the emergence of Tianyan in the hometown of the Tianyan saints, thinking about how to crack it, because the appearance of the Tianyan Holy Palace has caused the storm caused by the Guanghan Palace to fade.
Whether it is the great emperor, the emperor, or the younger generation of enchanting characters under the Emperor Wu, most of the things discussed are related to the Tianyan saint.
The Yaozu, a majestic young man wearing a golden flame robe and a flame crown at the top of the day, marched toward the ancient peak where Qingfeng was located, and reached the ancient peak. I saw the rocky on the lakeside, Lin Fenghe. Qingfeng and the two seem to be talking about something, and they are very close together. In the eyes of young people, this behavior is already very close.
"Boom!" A raging sun fire burned, and Ugly was very angry at this moment. He always regarded the demon sage Qingfeng as his future wife, and Qingfeng never touched men, let alone At this moment, the distance is so close, and the manners are intimate.
"Uh." Qing Feng's elegant beauty wrinkled slightly, cold: "Why don't you come to the place where I live without saying a word."
"Who is he?" Ugly's eyes stared coldly at Lin Feng. The flame power contained in his eyes gave Lin Feng a more terrible feeling than Yangshuo, as if it were the purest power of the sun.
"What are you doing with you?" Qing Feng said coldly.
"You are my future wife." The sound of Wu is hard, making the green phoenix look colder. He said: "You think so."
"My grandfather and ancestors will raise a kiss to your father." Wu stared at the green phoenix, his eyes burning, the demon of the demon, of course, only he can match.
"Hey." Qingfeng snorted and said: "What are you looking for?"
"The sad son puts a small martial art in the middle of the house, and invites the young and outstanding enchanting of the ancients to go to the crack. Qingfeng is good at pushing the power. This time, he went to the day of breaking the road and frustrated those human spirits. The three of us should also go out and let them know the heroes of the Yaozu, so as not to be forgotten."
The voice of Wu has a deep meaning of sorrow. This is similar to the guy with the golden-winged Dapeng bird. Let Lin Feng secretly estimate that the body of this guy is not a good bird.
"Is it coming?" Qing Feng asked Wu.
"Come on, wait outside, just wait for you to go out together." Wu slowly said, Qingfeng nodded slightly, the body stood up, looking at the ancient demon and the ancient ancient saints coexist, but in the dark is also a constant struggle This is true for every generation in history, and the younger generation of them will have to face each other sooner or later, just taking the opportunity to go out and walk.
"Lin Feng, let's go together." Qing Feng said to Lin Feng next to him, Lin Feng nodded slightly, and Qing Feng took him to the Yaozu, but he was not malicious. At this moment, he should go back.
"You are the ten best?" Ugly's cold eyes stared at Lin Feng, and the eyes seemed to be golden, like the golden sun.
"Is there a problem?" Lin Feng said indifferently, this guy's temperament is really like the golden-winged Dapeng bird, the guy, proud and arrogant, now the bird does not know how, if he also enters the big world to get the chance Maybe it's really a skyrocketing, after all, the identity of the other bird is there.
"After this trip, you are not allowed to approach Qingfeng again, or you will be at your own risk." The golden flaming robe trembled, and the sun laurel on his head made him look like a demon prince, turned around and stepped forward.
Qingfeng and Lin Feng keep up. After a while, they saw a young Yaozu body vacant. The temperament of this youth is similar to that of the Yaozu Emperor. The body should be ancient enchanting, a powerful Wicked beast.
I stared at Lin Feng and glanced at it. The eyes were not as sharp as Uganda, but it was a bit more majestic. This is two different monsters, but there is no doubt that this Ukrainian, Sui and Qingfeng are The three outstanding young descendants of the Yaozu, the strength is absolutely very tyrannical, is the descendant of the Yaozu, and the body is also very powerful.
The sad son is known as a love affair, so that countless women are sad, but his accomplishments in the martial arts are not weak. As a descendant of the ancient saints, his strength will never be weak, but no one knows him and the ancient saints of his peers. The strong is who is even better, because the sad son rarely contends with people, as if the game flowers, but no one dares to despise him.
Moreover, this sad son is gentle, especially in the case of beautiful women. It is rare to hear that he is militant and enemies. Probably, this sad son is the most vivid disciple of an ancient saint.
At this time, the sad son is sad, the beauty is like a cloud, every maid is very young, and the appearance is on the election, it can be seen that this person is romantic.
Today's sad house is quite lively, and many young talents have come to this place. In the vast land of the government, there is a huge chess game, which is the game that simulates the big battles of Tianyan.
"The sad son is so romantic, how is it so elegant today, and he is interested in the law." Qin Qin sat on the floor, caressing the Guqin, and slowly playing the music.
"As it is, how can you compare with Qinqin brothers and Yaxing." The sad son is slender, and he looks at the son and smiles at the piano.
"Arts are elegant." White has stepped into the void, and there is a faint murder of his body, and he said indifferently.
"I am not interested in the road, but I am quite interested in the people who are coming today." Yangshuo's figure came here, and said: "The rumored sad son and the Guanghan Palace are very unusual. Today, not only invited Wang Tian Zhu Yingjie of the ancient capital even invited the Guanghan fairy to come here, how can I miss it."
"Yangshuo brother can come to be honored." The sad son smiled mildly, nodded slightly to the impotence in the void, as if he was so warm and polite to anyone, making people feel like a spring breeze.
"Welcome Miss Cang Yue and my brothers and brothers." Looking into the distance, the three men stepped forward, it is the Cang Xiao, Cang Yue and the evil spirits.
"Sorrowful son is not a man of love, always put a woman in front." God of the king of the body is unbeaten and step by step, the gods of the aura of light around the body, the evil is the king of the body, the scream is the clan The first person of the next generation, but the sad son put the name of the moon in the first place.
The sad son just smiled casually and didn't answer. After that, the Chu Chunqiu ancient witch and other heroes came down, and suddenly the wide open space was lively.
Above the void, the sound of the fairy lingers, as if there was a round of moonlight pouring down, suddenly nine white robe fairy sitting on the hollow moon, slowly descending from the sky, and finally fell into the ten-meter void, suddenly the crowd felt a while Stunning.
"Guanghan fairy can come, honored."
"It's still so beautiful and amazing. In the past, Yangshuo missed the fairy."
The crowds are looking at the void, and this Guanghan Palace does not know where to find nine such beautiful people, amazing and refined.
The white clothes fluttered, and the nine cold and fairy priests all fell down. The crowds went forward and stood with the fairy.
The Iraqi people glanced at the surrounding eyes, but they did not see Lin Feng’s figure. They had a slight fluctuation in their eyes. Then they saw Yangshuo stepping forward and smiled at the Iraqi tears:
The day, the fairy smile cannot be forgotten.

The Iraqi people glanced at Yangshuo with a sorrowful look. There was no such charm, only the coldness, as if the stranger was not close, noble and cold, and nodded casually to Yangshuo.
"Is the fairy of the Iraqi people to enjoy a cup of drink." Yangshuo is facing the Iraqi tears.
"Sorry." The Iraqi tears calmly refused. It was still cold, making the eyes of Yangshuo slightly stiff. Seeing the tears of the Iraqi people at this moment, he remembered the infinite charm of her body that day. Force, let him give birth to the meaning of nostalgia.