Urban Super Cultivation

Lin Feng spent a lot of time for the Dragon Tomb. Standing here now, Lin Feng's whole person breathed a sigh of relief, exhausted all the hard work, and finally found a place.

Thinking of the hardships along the way, Lin Feng's entire expression became a little more calm.

After a pause, Lin Feng turned the map in his hand to ashes.

"Oh, what is your kid doing?" Old man Huang jumped up, pointed at Lin Feng, and asked.

"Keeping it is also a scourge, just deal with it." Lin Feng smiled, shook his head, looked at the stone wall in front, and calmed down slowly, his mind slowly penetrated into the stone wall, looking for a way to enter. .

"Bang!" Suddenly, there was a huge explosion on the ground, Lin Feng's expression changed, and his whole body quickly moved back. Fengtong's sword turned into thousands of sword shadows and entered the yellow sand, reflecting in the sun. White light.

"Hit!" Feng Tongjian made a clear chuckle, wrapped in the yellow sand. After winding for a few weeks, Lin Feng's mind moved and returned to Lin Feng's hands.

The yellow sand slowly fell, and a yellowish color fell slowly in the yellow sand, and appeared in front of Lin Feng. The woman's expression was a bit cold. Looking at Lin Feng, the coldness in her expression became more and more sinking.

"Emma, ​​this thick soil turned out to be a woman?" The old man Huang jumped up, pointed at the woman in front of him, his eyes rounded, his face was incredible.

"I am not the thick soil." Qingling paused, and said softly, "I am the tool spirit of the thick soil stele."

"Huh?" Lin Feng's expression paused a bit when he heard Qingling's words. He looked at the woman in front of him and looked up and down. The woman's breath was very weak. Lin Feng looked at the woman in front of him, his face looked very Wonderful.

It seems that this thick soil is not as thick as this earth.

"Is the record true?" Old man Huang blinked, pointing at the woman in front of him, his expression a little clearer.

"Are you the kid from the Houchu Sect?" The woman's gaze turned around Lin Feng's body, then turned to look at the yellow head, her expression paused, and said: "I remember you, you look awful. ."

Old man Huang was in a good mood when he heard the woman's words, Qianqian coughed and said, "I am an old man now."

"I feel your breath." Qing Ling walked to Lin Feng and said lightly, "You are finally here."

As he said, Qing Ling's expression dimmed, looking at the stone wall behind, he sighed and said: "It's just a pity, he still didn't wait for you to come and leave."

With that, Qing Ling's expression became a bit more lonely, and he raised his head to look at Lin Feng, his eyes flashed with pale yellow light, like a deep pool of water, trying to **** people in.

Lin Feng's expression paused, and then there was a little more silence in his expression. He seemed to think that many years ago, those past things came to mind little by little, and he returned to his boyhood, when he was angry and fascinated.

"Xiao Feng, have dinner!" Mother's voice sounded in Lin Feng's mind. Lin Feng was standing at the door holding Lin Feng's favorite dish, with a gentle smile on her mouth.

"Xiao Feng, come to my sister's house for dinner!" Luo Qingqing stood not far away, looking at him with a gentle smile on her face, smiling and waving at him.

Scenes of the past passed, and every scene was vividly present in Lin Feng's memory, so real.

"Dad, Mom..." Thinking of his parents, Lin Feng's eyes were a little red. Then, he saw that he took out the twenty-four lesson Dinghai Shenzhu from under the bed.

"Go!" Lin Feng's expression suddenly cleared, opened his eyes, the mist in his eyes dissipated in an instant, and the whole appeared in the yellow sand.

this is?

Lin Feng's expression paused, looking at the scenery in front of him, his expression was a little bit more impenetrable, why did he appear here?

Lin Feng blinked, stood there and looked around. Qianqian, Qin Yanran, Yao Ziyi and others didn’t know where they were going. He was the only one standing there. In front of him, there was yellow sand, buried under the yellow sand. It is a place where bones are buried.

Lin Feng paused, and looked around, there was an unfamiliar scenery everywhere. This was a place he had never been to before.

Seeing this, Lin Feng's expression became a little more alert, and after looking around, he slowly went to the buried ground.

Lin Feng's spiritual sense spread to the surroundings, and the spiritual sense went out, like mud into the sea, and there was no sound.

This place is different from the Burial Place, Yan Ran Qianqian and others should still be in the Burial Place.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief, turned and walked forward, his expression a little more calm.

The surrounding area was quiet, and occasionally the wind passed by with a snoring noise, blowing waves of yellow sand, and Lin Feng stepped on the bones, and the bones creaked.

"This dragon... is a bit evil." Lin Feng frowned, and he felt a little more inquisitive. This was the first time he saw it.

"Chitaki~www.wuxiaspot.com~Porch?" Lin Feng yelled in his heart. Neither Chitaki nor Porch responded to him. Lin Feng's mind entered the Dinghai Shenzhu where Chitaki and Bo Xunsuo were located. Among them, the two are sleeping, their breath is very weak.

Obviously, Erlong was suppressed here.

It seems that I can only rely on myself.

Lin Feng raised his head and looked ahead, with a little more determination in his eyes, and continued to walk toward the front.

The surroundings were quiet and there were no people everywhere. Lin Feng looked around, confirmed his direction, and headed north.

No matter where you are, the direction of the north, one can reach the place you want to go!

Outside, Qing Ling's eyes seemed to contain the entire buried place. Seeing Lin Feng's choice, he sneered, and said, "This guy is quite courageous. The first choice is Jiang Xiong."

Qin Yanran and others stood beside Qing Ling, frowning one by one when they heard Qing Ling's words, looking at Qing Ling with a little dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Qing Ling turned his head, saw the appearance of these people, just nodded, and then waved his hand, saying: "Since you are here, it is also your fate. It is up to you to give you an opportunity. Whether you can grasp it or not is up to you. "

With a wave of Qing Ling, Qin Yanran, Qianqian and Yao Ziyi's three daughters were sent away directly, leaving only Old Man Huang and Deng Jiajia standing there, looking at a loss.

"You came and came down with him, so go, I hope this opportunity can save you." Qingling paused, waved his hand, and sent away Old Man Huang and Deng Jiajia. In the end, only left was left. Standing in the yellow sand, he looked towards Zhao Wanwan's territory.

Zhao Wanwan's red sedan chair slowly appeared within Qing Ling's sight. The four maids stopped 300 meters away from Qing Ling. Zhao Wanwan opened the curtain and walked to Qing Ling's front.

"If I were you, I would kill that kid."