Lin Feng did not care about the greedy eyes of the black-shirted youth, and smiled faintly. Immediately, the three pieces of Chinese stone were directly embedded in the Yuanshi groove.

Suddenly, a strong volatility fluctuated from the cultivation room. The stone door of the entire cultivation room exudes a glimmer of luster. It seems that there is fluorescence flowing on the stone gate. It is extremely dazzling, and it is with other people practicing the stone door. same.

In the black, the young man’s eyelids flashed over the center, and the body walked in, staring at the stone door of the cultivation room.

Lin Feng is so many people, he is not afraid that they can run away.

The cultivation room is only suitable for one person to practice. If there are many people, it will inevitably interfere with each other.

Yuan Shan's footsteps are slightly crossed, blocking the side of Lin Feng and others, staring at the black man with a bad eye. If the other party wants to **** the practice room, even if it is not, he can only shoot.

Three pieces of Chinese stone, but very precious.

"Booming!"

A slight roar came out, the light shone, and the stone door of the cultivation room opened.

The man in black trembled and slammed toward Shimen. He directly waved his hand to Yuanshan, who was in front of him. The cold road said: "Go away."

A sense of suffocation suddenly came to Yuanshan, let Yuanshan face a big change, it really is a three-fold spirit, and it is still very powerful.

Yuan Shan knows that this palm, he can not stand.

"go back!"

Just then, a cold voice came, and suddenly the temperature outside the entire training room dropped sharply and the cold was very cold.

This chill of the cockroaches caused Yuan Shan to shudder, too cold, as if to freeze him.

"Humble!"

A sound of collision came out, and Yuan Shan saw that the man in black had retreated back, and in front of him, stood a figure, Lin Feng!

"Lin Feng, so strong!"

Yuanshan's pupil shrinks, and his heart is shocked. He did not expect Lin Feng's power to shake the black youth. It is no wonder that Lin Feng does not care about the other party. He has to open the cultivation room. It turns out that there is a strong strength guarantee.

The black man's eyelids also solidified there, looking at his white palm, covered with layers of frost, making his palms tremble slightly, cold palms.

The arm trembled, and the frost covered in the black palm of the young man shattered, and his gaze, but gazing at Lin Feng tightly.

This person, not as good as the imagination, actually has the triple strength of Lingwu.

"Now, roll!"

Lin Feng mouth spit out a few words, overbearing, this is the world of the strong, the he is not overbearing, others will overbearing him, robbing his cultivation room.

The black youth looks indifferent, although Lin Feng is also a three-pronged repair of the spirit, but it seems not enough to let him roll.

A heart-warming, behind the black man, a flame spurted out, but it is shocking that this flame of fire, with a dark black, with a heart-warming atmosphere .

"My martial arts, the fire of black scorpion."

The man in black said coldly. At this time, even his eyes were filled with a black flame, fluttering, and in addition to the heat, he still had a cold breath.

"The fire of the black scorpion."

Yuanshan's eyes are slightly condensed. In the mainland, the flames are divided into many types, but from the big categories, there are yang and yin.

The fire of the black scorpion is the smoldering fire, the cold and dark, very powerful, much stronger than the ordinary flame. The black martial arts of the black youth is actually a black blaze, plus the strength of his own spiritual realm. In the tenth and higher layers of this cultivation tower, it is indeed a strong person.

Lin Feng's look is cold, and the layer of cold ice is constantly flowing in his body. The narrow space has become extraordinarily cold and pierced into the bone marrow.

"The fire of the black scorpion is very powerful!"

Lin Feng’s mouth spit out a voice, and the footsteps were one. Suddenly, the ice melted into the essence, freezing the air, and the white ice crystals continued to spread toward the front. Behind Lin Feng, the world of ice and snow was so cold.

Yuan Shan, who stood behind Lin Feng, felt that he was in an iceberg, and his body was shaking.

"This is, the ice martial arts?"

Yuan Shan whispered, then shook his head: "No, this is not the ordinary ice martial arts, the ice martial arts, not so cold."

Just like the classification of the flames, there is also a strong distinction between the ice and the martial arts of Lin Feng, which is not the ordinary ice martial arts.

The young man in black felt the coolness of Lin Feng’s body and his face changed. This coldness made his black martial arts tremble, as if they were in the wind and rain.

Ice and flame, natural and gram, cold ice restrains the flame, but if the level of the flame is high, it is like a black fire, it is enough to restrain the ice, but the black man’s black martial spirit, obviously can not restrain this The stock is chilly, but it is also subject to restraint, which means that Lin Feng’s ice martial spirit is higher than his black blaze.

At this point, Lin Feng also understands that at this moment, his heart is wondering, and the dream is suffering from the painful cold. In the end, it is so powerful.

"eight wild palms."

Lin Feng waved his hand, and suddenly the palm prints were fiercely saved, and the palm prints were mixed with strong ice.

"Black phlegm."

The young man in black clothes trembled, and the fire of the martial arts behind him fluttered fiercely, blending with his palm, turning into a dark fire that swallowed up, rushing toward the palm print.

The violent and cold flames raged, the cold air was frantic, and Lin Feng stepped again and again, and the sharp swords rushed out with anger, killing all things.

Cold, people are frozen, and they are stiff.

Sword, stinging the body, is extremely sharp.

The cold and the sword, while fiercely saved, this moment of the black youth, only in the endless pain of the sorrowful mood, the soul is shaking.

"How is it possible that he is obviously a cold soul, how can he release such a powerful sword, no, this is... the trend of the sword!"

The youth in black clothes trembled, and people almost collapsed. When Lin Feng stepped out again, he felt that his body was vain and could be washed away at any time.

"roll!"

In the corner of Lin Feng’s mouth, a word spit out, suddenly, a sword gas directly stabbed the body of the black youth.

The blood flew, the black youth snorted, and the footsteps retreated, colliding on the stone wall of a cultivation room.

Eyes staring at Lin Feng, the young black eyes are extremely cold.

"Do you dare to hurt me?"

"You don't roll." Lin Feng stepped out in a row, the young man in black was shocked, his body flickered at a rapid speed, and jumped directly from the ladder, and the figure disappeared into the tenth floor of the cultivation tower.

"You are waiting for me."

A cold voice wandered, Lin Feng sneered in the heart, lost, where come so much nonsense.

Yuanshan behind him was speechless, staring at Lin Feng's back and smiling and shaking his head.

"Good metamorphosis guy!"

The ice martial arts, but also the strange kind of ice martial arts, but his attack means is the palm of the hand, the more terrible thing is that he can release a very powerful sword, with a sword.

Too abnormal, the owner of the sword martial arts, it is difficult to have a sword in the realm of Lingwu, Lin Feng, talented Wujing only three, which makes Yuanshan somewhat doubtful, this guy has a twin martial arts, sword Wuhun And the ice martial arts at the same time, otherwise, how can he understand the sword.

Yuan Shan, he just guessed a small part, Lin Feng, he is only a twin martial arts!

As for Duan Fengjing, there is not much surprise. In the journey to the Imperial City, the strength of Lin Feng’s performance has shocked them.

As for Liu Fei, her face has not changed at all. No matter how she is metamorphos, she will not be surprised again. On the day of Yun Haizong’s death, Lin Feng’s shock brought her to understand that Lin Feng is not destined to be an ordinary person. His talent is too horrible.

Just when Lin Feng wanted to put away the martial arts, the stone door of a cultivation room opened, and a voice indifference came from the cultivation room.

"The guy who doesn't know the rules, wants to die!"

The voice fell, and a figure came out, staring coldly at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng brows a pick, then flashed a sinister smile in his eyes, a step in the foot, suddenly, the indifferent ice and sword gas once again madly saved, oppressed on the other side.

The person who walked out was trembled, his face changed dramatically, and his heart beat and jumped!

"That cultivation room, I want it, roll!"

Lin Feng looks indifferent, with a light sigh, domineering!

Ps: Overtime to nine o'clock, my day, but fortunately, I got a lot of chapters in the morning, there will be a more, ask for flowers!