Feng Lin's body suddenly flashed out. He looked around and found nothing strange.
"I'm pretty sure that the essence of this toxin comes from heavenly materials and earthly treasures. I have a strong affinity for the wood attribute."
Ye Yourong's voice continued to come.
Feng Lin stared at Jon in front of him. The toxins scattered around him should be the white gas just now.
But after spreading, it disappears.
"What's the matter with you? I just told you not to disappoint you, but why did I stay away from you instead?"
Jon landed on the ground, his voice filled with strong sarcasm.
After being reminded by Ye Yourong, Feng Lin became very careful himself.
He raised his hand, Qianjiang fell on his palm, and he waved several rounds of sword energy at Jon.
Swish, brush, brush!
The straight sword energy was as thin as a cicada's wing, cutting through the air.
But in the face of these attacks, Jon did not dodge at all and allowed the sword energy to attack him.
Click, click, click!
The sword energy hit his body, only causing his body to sway slightly without causing any damage.
Seeing this, Feng Lin let out a breath, saying that it was really difficult to handle.
You will encounter colorless and odorless toxins in close combat, and powerful attacks in long range combat, and there is nothing you can do with spiritual steel.
Perhaps this is his source of pride.
"Feng Lin, isn't there nothing we can do about it? You still want to attack our Demon Research Institute."
Jon sneered, "Come on! Come and hit me, I'll stand still."
Feng Lin did not step forward. There was no one else around, so he did not dare to try the poison.
The Demonic Research Institute is engaged in scientific research, such as their toxins that make people unable to use Qi Jin.
Maybe this inhalation type is the same.
Since he didn't dare to try it without permission, Feng Lin planned to leave.
He planned to continue heading west to explore deeper.
Although he can't do anything to the opponent, at Feng Lin's current level, it is also very difficult for him to pose a threat to Feng Lin.
Feng Lin turned around and continued walking deeper.
He has dealt with the wall-breaking realm, and the Demonic Research Institute is really not afraid of it.
However, you still have to be careful, and you must not be too reckless with their strange abilities.
"Stop! Feng Lin, are you trying to escape?" Jon mocked from behind.
"That's right, I can't break the bastard's shell like you, so why waste my efforts?"
Feng Lin smiled and spread his hands.
"Then are you going in the opposite direction?" Jon asked from behind.
"No, I can't do anything to you, and you can't kill me."
When Feng Lin said this, he released his energy and rushed into the sky, "If you want to kill me, then go ahead."
Jon looked at Feng Lin's figure but did not pursue him.
The order Mr. Mei gave him was very clear: to protect the things in the ruins, he naturally could not leave without permission.
As for the deeper beings, there are stronger existences, and then Feng Lin will die.
…
Feng Lin no longer hid his identity, but exposed his face, stepped on empty steps, and kept going deeper.
He found that the further west he went, the smoother the land below was. It was obvious that no large-scale battles had taken place here.
It seems that the Yin-Yang Crusaders have not penetrated this far.
"Well? There is someone."
Feng Lin looked into the distance with some surprise, then flew over there.
When Feng Lin came down, he found that there were two people, a man and a woman.
In comparison, women are younger.
As for the man, judging from his appearance alone, he is probably around thirty or forty years old.
While the two were talking, Feng Lin fell in front of them.
He looked at the two people in front of him. The woman had short black shoulder-length hair.
But her eyes were blue with golden crosses inside.
This is obviously a characteristic of the Guangming tribe, but the appearance of the Guangming tribe tends to be Western-looking.
This woman is from the East.
Feng Lin immediately concluded that he must be a mixed race.
The other man also had black hair, but had a pair of dark red eyes, and his face looked very pale.
Both of them also noticed Feng Lin coming over.
"Go away! Didn't you see that I was busy?"
The man looked at Feng Lin gloomily.
Just as Feng Lin was about to speak, the eyes of the woman beside him brightened.
Of course she knew about Feng Lin. Mr. Mei often mentioned Feng Lin, and she had also read information about Feng Lin.
This face was very familiar to her.
Although I don't know why Feng Lin appears here, if she can kill Feng Lin, Mr. Mei will definitely praise her.
"Yan Gou, please speak politely to our people."
Qi Lin glanced at Feng Lin, then looked at the man coldly.
"Aren't I afraid that he will delay the time of both of us?"
Yan Gou glanced at Feng Lin and said, "Why don't you get out?"
Feng Lin was a little surprised. Didn't these two people recognize him?
If you don't know him, Feng Lin just pretends to be cool to see if he can get some information.
"Tell me to get out? Who are you? Do you know who I am?"
Feng Lin shouted coldly, "Believe it or not, I killed your whole family and used your family's ashes to make a coffin and bury you?"
"You bastard! Do you dare to scold me?"
Yan Gou's body flashed with black light, and his eyes became more and more sinister.
"Scolding you? Even if I come, you still have to kneel down and call me grandpa!"
Feng Lin crossed his arms, "What? You still want to compare your background with me? Tell me, what are you doing?"
Yan Gou glanced at Qi Lin next to him and saw that she didn't speak. Could it be that he knew this person's background.
Even so, he still had to report it.
"I am the son of Yan Ren from the Demon Clan. My father has a very good relationship with Mr. Mei from the Demon Research Institute. Who are you?"
When Yan Gou said this, his tone was no longer as arrogant as before.
Although he has met almost all the young and important figures in the Demon Research Institute, it would be embarrassing if he missed some of them.
However, relying on this relationship, even if Mr. Mei gets into trouble, his life can be saved.
"So you're not from the Demon Research Institute. Who gave you the courage to talk to me like this?"
Feng Lin's eyes were cold and piercing, "Kneel down!"
Yan Gou's eyes turned cold, and he turned back to look at the woman narrating, "Qi Lin, who is he?"
brush!
Feng Lin didn't wait for Qi Lin to speak and had already attacked.
Since neither of them knows their identities, they might as well pretend to be members of the Demon Research Institute and kill this demon clan.
If it can cause internal fighting between the two sides, it will be a good thing for Feng Lin.
The cold air spread around, instantly freezing Yan Gou.
"If you don't kneel down, then you will die!"
An ice thorn appeared in Feng Lin's hand and stabbed Yan Gou's head.
Yan Gou was so frightened that his eyes were trembling. He kept releasing his energy and found that he couldn't break free at all. He could only watch the ice thorn approaching him.
"No! Brother, please spare my life..."
brush!
At this moment, the ice spike stopped in front of Yan Gou.
It wasn't Feng Lin who stopped, but Qi Lin who was on the side, raised her hand to grab the sharp thorn.
"The Demon Research Institute has a good relationship with the Demon Tribe, so he cannot die here for the time being."
Qi Lin looked at Feng Lin and said expressionlessly.
"Who do you think you are? If I say I want to kill him, he must die! If an outsider dares to show off in front of our Demon Research Institute, this is a capital crime!"
Feng Lin looked at Qi Lin coldly.
Qi Lin said expressionlessly: "Mr. Feng Lin, I said he can't die here for the time being!"