Martial Arts Overlord

"Does this crack go directly to Zhongtianyu?"

Luo Feng looked at the black crack on the huge mountain peak and turned to look at Tu Wanshan.

The seemingly small crack has been winding upwards, and the end is invisible. The atmosphere of upside down is exuded, and the magnificent vitality of the world tilts down from it, forming a silvery practise in the sky, as if suspended above nine days. A waterfall.

In addition, the huge mountains in front of him also felt strange to Luo Feng. As he approached, he felt a heavy sense of depression and his body became heavier and heavier.

"Only half right."

Tu Wanshan smiled and explained: "This crack just extends to the edge of Zhongtianyu, and does not really break through Zhongtianyu. It is said that it was a long time ago that a mighty king who will soon become king will come to see the world here. , When the will of the king was united, the sky was cracked with one punch. "

"Originally, the rift will gradually recover with the passage of time, but the strong man's will is extremely powerful and immortal, so the rift has remained. Later, our Yuanzhang Hall was also here to open the school. Thanks to This fissure, the heaven and earth here is very full of vitality, and the heaven and earth will revealed inside, it is also very good for the warrior to sharpen his spirit. "

Luo Feng nodded, looking at the huge mountain suspended in front of him, and asked, "What's going on in this mountain? The surrounding force field is weird."

"Oh, did you find out?"

With a smile on his face, Tu Wanshan introduced, "This mountain is called Xuanzhong Mountain. It was discovered by the first owner of the Yuanzhang Hall. Magnets are everywhere on the mountain, so the gravity is much higher than the outside world. Not only that, according to records, the When one of the temple masters found the mountain, an ancient beast fell to the peak and blood stained the peak. "

"It may be the relationship of the mountain's gravity field. The powerful idea of ​​this ancient beast is integrated into the mountain, so people who are close will feel heavy, both mentally and physically."

"So it is."

Luo Feng nodded, and finally understood why Yuan Zhen Dian usually only accepted Heng Lian disciples.

For the martial arts practitioners, cultivation is the grinding of the spirit and body. This is undoubtedly the best place for solid foundation.

Looking at the suspended mountain peaks, Luo Feng said, "Lord of the Temple, can I disturb you here for a few more days. I plan to retreat here for a period of time, and the impact is complete."

Luo Feng's heart already has a perfect embryo, the sooner the better.

Moreover, he felt that the strong breath emanating from the mountains of Xuanzhong echoed the will revealed by the crack in the sky. They were clear-cut and did not invade each other, forming a mysterious world. The cultivation here should be able to do more with less. .

"Hahahaha, what is wrong with me? It doesn't matter. As long as you don't think I am a small Yuanzhang Temple, you can live as long as you want!"

Tu Wanshan laughed.

Since the Longmai Conference, the Twelve Golden Temples, and even the Nine Kingdoms, have recognized Luo Feng as a young king. Now Luo Feng represents the legend of the generation of the Clan Lan Dynasty, both in strength and reputation far exceed. Lord of the Twelve Golden Temples.

What's more, Tu Wanshan also wanted to see how Luo Feng broke through the successful trend, which will definitely help him in the future.

"Lin Hongyi, when are you going back to the Holy Land?" Tu Wanshan looked back at Lin Hongyi.

Lin Hongyi glanced at Luo Feng, "I will live for a while."

Tu Wanshan was open-minded and laughed: "Okay, I'll arrange people right away and prepare you for the mountain peaks."

In a blink of an eye, the Crystal Peak came to the top of Xuanzhong Mountain, and slowly landed on a square on the main peak.

"The lord of the temple is back."

"Well, that's Elder Lin Hongyi."

"Who is the man next to the elder. How can he sit on an equal footing with the temple master."

"He ... he is the honorable elder Luo Feng of the Linglong Temple, and the ten elder son Luo Feng."

"What! Luofeng, the Ten Sons."

Many disciples of Yuanzhang Temple were gathered on the square. When they heard the movement, they all came together. The news of Luo Feng, like the storm in the sea, quickly spread throughout the square. Everyone gathered and looked forward to it, especially those The younger generation of disciples is full of worship, even loudly shouting Luo Feng's name.

This actually surprised Luo Feng a bit.

Tu Wanshan laughed: "You are now a legend of the Nine Kingdoms. Most of the younger generation regards you as a goal. Your responsibility has a long way to go."

Luo Feng smiled faintly.

"Greetings to the Lord."

"Welcome to Elder Lin Hongyi and Elder Luo Feng."

The crystal peak condensed by Zhenyuan gradually dissipated, Tu Wanshan fell to the ground, and the disciples present immediately greeted him.

"Dear Lord, how is the situation in the Black Blood Lake?" Elder Yuanzhang asked.

Tu Wanshan Road; "It has been dealt with properly, details, and so on. Let Elder Qi wait for me at Lava Hall."

"Please ask Elder Qi?" The elders who spoke were a little surprised. Elder Qi had high qualifications in the Yuanzhang Hall and was the most distinguished warrior division. Regarding his status, he was even more honorable than the palace master by three points.

Tu Wanshan nodded and said, "You just say that there is a VIP who needs him to help repair the soldiers."

Then, Tu Wanshan glanced at Luo Feng.

"Okay." The elder knew and turned to leave.

Tu Wanshan ordered a few other elders.

A female elder walked over to Luo Feng, and said with a smile: "Luo Feng, please come with me, I will take you to the place of retreat."

"Okay, there is work."

Luo Feng nodded and said goodbye to Lin Hongyi. As the elders left the square, the four seasons swordsman and blood lotus followed.

The female elder took Luo Feng and flew directly to the second mountain behind the main peak.

"That's it."

The elder woman stopped in front of the mountain peak and said to Luo Feng: "This mountain peak is called Haoyun Mountain. You can retreat here without any interruption. If there is any need, you can shake the bell. I will Come here. "

The elder took out a turquoise jade bell, handed it to Xia He, said a word, and turned to leave.

"Sister Xia He, let me look at this bell." Chun Lan saw the bell was born small and exquisite, and became interested.

Xia He put the bell away, "This is not something to play with. All right, share it a little bit, don't disturb the master's retreat."

Chunlan made a face and didn't speak again.

"Come on, let's go down."

Luo Feng smiled and landed on a cliff on the mountain peak.

This mountain peak is extremely steep, surrounded by cliffs. Below it are unpredictable white clouds, covering the peaks looming, standing on top of the peak, as if standing on the vast sea of ​​clouds, like an immortal residence.

"No wonder called Hao Yunfeng ..."

Luo Feng looked at the sea of ​​clouds and clouds, took a deep breath, full of vitality, straight into the lungs, coupled with the mood of dust, his spirit became completely clear.

Hum!

As soon as the mind moved, Luo Feng stood facing the sea of ​​clouds in this way, and naturally released his soul power.

At this moment, the world is no longer the original world, and everything becomes slower and slower under the perception of the soul power, and finally loses its original shape. The mountains and rivers are not there.

Each of these colors represents a kind of artistic conception, and its characteristics are also presented in Luo Feng's heart.

The mood of blue water can be rigid and soft, and when it is soft, it can moisturize and keep silent; it drowns the dangerous peaks and destroys the earth ...

The dazzling mood of thunder, fierce and fierce, nothing to be ...

The fiery dazzling fire mood is full of aura of destruction, and it is difficult to wear away ...

The erratic mood of the cloud, illusory, unpredictable ...

...

Various moods flowed in Luo Feng's heart.

Haoyun Peak.

"less……"

Chunlan saw Luo Feng and stood on the edge of the cliff. Suddenly motionless, she was about to ask, and was stopped by Xuelian.

"Shh ..."

Xia He made a snoring gesture, converged, and retreated a kilometer away.

"What happened to the young master?" Chunlan could only speak at this moment.

Xuelian said lightly: "Alert around, from now on, no one is allowed to approach."

Xia He nodded: "The young master should have realized what he can't be disturbed now."

Huh! Huh! Uh ...

The voice fell, and several people flickered, flying in different directions, guarding the entire Hao Yunfeng.

Various moods flowed from Luo Feng's heart, and he seemed to be transformed into one of the trickles, fused into this heaven and earth, and the rudiment of the successful situation became clearer and clearer in his mind.

An hour!

Two hours.

one day……

Two days ...

As time passed, Luo Feng didn't feel the slightest, still standing by the cliff, looking at the vast sea of ​​clouds, like a sculpture that has experienced thousands of storms.

And when Luo Feng realized that the situation was complete, Jing Yue, the master of Jing Tuo Men's Shaomen, and his party returned to Jin Tuo Men extremely embarrassed.

"It's the young masters."

"Well, why are there just such a few people."

"Where's Elder Shen Yuan."

The people who followed Shen Yuan and Jing Yue to the Black Blood Lake totaled more than a hundred people, but the number of people who are returning now is less than 20, and most of them are weak and have injuries on their bodies. I was taken aback.

"Well, young master, your hand!"

Finally, someone found that Jing Yue's entire right arm was empty and his sleeves stained with blood.

The news of Jing Yue's abolition of one hand quickly spread throughout the Jin Tuomen, and the disciples of Jin Tuomen who came to know the news rushed to them.

Jing Yue and his party fell.

"Is Elder Shen Yuan coming back?"

As soon as he landed, a middle-aged elder beside Jing Yue immediately grabbed a disciple of Jin Tuomen and asked sharply, his voice was cold like a knife.

"No ... no. Did Shen Yuanchang go to Heixue Lake to meet with you?"

The Jin Tuomen disciple shook his head like a rattle.

"Not coming back." The middle-aged elder frowned.

"Of course he came back without a face. If it weren't for him ... I wouldn't ..."

Jing Yue's face was white and green, no matter whether Shen Yuan lost to Luo Feng. If the other party reminded him in time, he would not provoke Luo Feng's big evil star, so he lost one hand.

"what!"

boom!

Unable to bear the resentment in her heart, Jing Yue screamed and slammed the ground into a deep pit with a single palm. As a result, the injury was directly spit out of blood, her eyes were black, and she passed out.