After Feng Lin and Gu Xun separated, they have been fighting in the Western Continent.
The second generation Spiritual Steel Army is still a bit difficult for him.
However, with these two steel needles, the first-generation Spiritual Steel Army could almost kill instantly.
After being frozen for a few seconds, Feng Lin thrust both of his fingers in simultaneously.
The opponent's strength cannot shatter the steel needle made of spiritual steel.
It penetrates the brain smoothly, and then uses Qi Jin to attack the inside.
So far, the first-generation Spiritual Steel Army has killed all of them with one strike.
…
Western Continent.
Under the westernmost sea, in a ruins.
A man in black robes walked quickly towards the deepest part of the ruins.
It is surrounded by white stone buildings.
The building is not a palace, but a teaching building similar to that of Huaxia University.
The difference is that the building materials here are all pure white stone.
"I'm looking for sir."
The man in black robe took off his black robe and hat, revealing a face full of scars.
"Sir is inside."
The four guards here are all wrapped in red spiritual steel.
The numbers in front of them all start with the number "2".
"good!"
The man in black robe hurried inside.
On a hillside, several young people were sitting on the grass.
In front of them was a middle-aged man wearing a gray tuxedo.
Just looking at his age, he is probably around fifty years old.
He has a lot of stubble and his half-white hair is curly.
He wears a gold-rimmed monocle, which gives people a very elegant look.
"Do you understand all the knowledge this time?"
This middle-aged man in a tuxedo looked at the young people in front of him with a smile.
"Haha! I don't understand, sir, someone is here, and they must be looking for you."
A sunny and handsome guy with short hair looked into the distance with a smile.
Except for his red eyes, the rest of his appearance is the same as that of the Yanhuang people.
If Feng Lin were here, he would definitely know this young man.
He is none other than Yang Fan.
They first met Chatty Man in a hotel, and then they met him again in the ancient battlefield.
Feng Lin also entered the mural with his help.
But in the end, Yang Fan disappeared.
"Oops! Yang Fan, can you please stop disturbing sir? I'm so annoying!"
On the other side, there is a man with long black hair sitting on a duck.
This man is very handsome, but his behavior is very effeminate.
If Feng Lin were here, he would also know him.
This person's name is Jiang Xiao, and he was serving as a guard in front of He Xingzhen's palace.
Finally, after He Xingzhen released all her strength, she opened the ruins formation and escaped.
"Why am I interrupting? Look, someone is here, right?"
Yang Fan pointed at the man in black robe coming from a distance.
"It's so noisy! Shut up, both of you! Be careful I tear your mouths apart!"
A woman with shoulder-length black hair stood up and growled.
She obviously has black hair, but her eyes are that of a member of the Guangming tribe.
In the blue eyes, there are golden crosses.
"Sister Qi Lin, it's obviously Yang Fan who is making the quarrel, what does it have to do with me?"
Jiang Xiao curled his long black hair and said aggrievedly.
"Okay, let's all take a rest."
This middle-aged man wearing a monocle is the leader of the Demon Research Institute.
No one knows his real name, he just calls himself Mr. Mei.
No one knows where he comes from. Judging from his appearance, he looks a bit like a mixed race of Chinese and Western people.
But he founded the Demonic Research Institute.
"gentlemen!"
The man in black robe in the distance was kneeling on the ground respectfully.
"Get up, what happened?"
Mr. Mei asked with a smile.
"The Yin-Yang Crusade seems to have dispatched the front-line captains, and our Spiritual Steel Army is disappearing in large areas."
The man in black robe stood up and said, "However, those who disappeared are all the first-generation spiritual steel troops."
"Can they bear it for now? We plan to see what else we have besides the Spiritual Steel Army."
Mr. Mei smiled and said, "Go back first, the message will be sent out immediately."
"Sir, one more thing. I heard reports from several second-generation spiritual steel troops that Feng Lin has appeared again. He has entered the seventh level."
The man in black robe paused and said, "These second-generation spiritual steel soldiers who fought against Feng Lin all said that their power to crush Feng Lin no longer exists."
"Hahaha! I told you a long time ago that Brother Feng Lin is very strong."
Yang Fan smiled and patted his thigh, "I didn't expect him to be at the seventh level. According to my guess, even the third-generation spiritual steel army can't hurt him."
"Why do I feel like you are from Feng Lin's side?"
Jiang Xiao looked at Yang Fan.
"Don't you always say that we should look at everything objectively? If he is strong, he will naturally be praised."
Yang Fan shrugged nonchalantly, "If sir gives me an order to kill him, I will take action without hesitation. Of course, who will die in the end is not certain."
"Go down, I understand."
Mr. Mei waved his hand to the man in black robe.
"yes!"
The man in black robe turned and left.
Mr. Mei sat on a chair nearby, took off his monocle, took out the silk, and wiped it carefully.
"Sir, since the second-generation Spirit Steel Army has nothing to do, let me take action. I promise to bring Feng Lin."
Qi Lin walked over expressionlessly.
"Why are you panicking? Let's play chess, take your time."
Mr. Mei put on his glasses again, "The variable Feng Lin is a threat to us and to others, so we don't need to worry about it for the time being."
"Sister Qi Lin, sir, you have your own ideas. You don't need to worry too much. Just wait quietly for your instructions."
Yang Fan said with a smile.
"Shut up!"
Qi Lin glared at Yang Fan, then looked at Mr. Mei, "The masters at the top of the sequence have been dispatched, what else can we do?"
"Yes! Behind them are commanders and ancestors. Our cards are not as big as theirs."
Jiang Xiao also followed up and said, "Even if the third generation spiritual steel army is dispatched, it should not be the opponent of the first few in the sequence."
"How many cards do you guys know?"
Mr. Mei stood up with a smile and walked deeper into the ruins.
…
Feng Lin evaporated the first-generation spiritual steel army and put the body back into shape.
He stretched hard and said, "It should be about the same. These spiritual steels are enough to make armor for them."
He took out his cell phone and took a look. It was almost the time he and Meng Changsheng agreed.
He rushed to the branch where Su Ming was located.
After arriving here, the time just happened to be the time he and Meng Changsheng had agreed.
Feng Lin sat on a branch outside and waited quietly.
In the afternoon, Meng Changsheng had not come yet.
At night, he has not appeared yet.
"Second Master is never late."
Feng Lin's eyes suddenly widened, "Fuck! This damn old man!"
He immediately jumped off the branch and accelerated frantically away from the Western Continent.
Feng Lin had roughly guessed that he was afraid of danger and decided to go into this dragon's pond and tiger's den alone.
"Don't let anything happen!"
In order to rush on the road, Feng Lin used the desolate diversion array this time.
Finally, he returned to the ruins of Qingqiu Yun.
"Feng Lin, are you back? I have achieved a little success now!"
Ye Yourong was sitting and chatting with Qingqiu Yun. When she saw Feng Lin coming in, she smiled and spoke.
"Stop talking nonsense and come with me!"
Feng Lin rushed over and anxiously carried Ye Yourong on his shoulders.