Feng Lin took out his mobile phone. He had a photo of the second master in his mobile phone, even though it had been a long time.
But because Meng Changsheng is older, his appearance has not changed much.
"It's this old man, but now his temperament has changed, and he looks much sharper."
Feng Lin took his mobile phone and walked towards the stars.
This is a photo of Meng Changsheng when he was lame. He looks no different from a little old man.
But now, he is completely different.
Wei Sheng Fanxing looked down and his eyes suddenly lit up, "I have actually seen him."
"Oh? Where is he?"
Feng Lin asked happily.
"I don't know about this. When I saw him, it was two days ago. He was fighting the second-generation spiritual steel army."
Wei Sheng Fanxing recalled, "Although he has reached the peak of the eighth level, his combat skills and speed cannot match even the ninth level, so he remembers it more clearly."
"Two days ago?"
Feng Lin nodded secretly. From this point of view, the second master should not have broken through to the ninth level yet.
But two days have passed, and the second master will definitely not stay where he is.
You should not be able to find them when you go to the place where they met before.
Thinking of this, Feng Lin said to the siblings: "I'll take you back. You're injured. It's more dangerous here."
"Okay, thank you very much."
Weisheng Fanxing smiled and nodded.
"Brother Feng, I was the one holding you back this time. I was actually poisoned and can't use any energy at all."
Wei Shengyun said helplessly from the side.
"It's normal. I've been poisoned before."
Feng Lin smiled and comforted.
He covered his face with his black robe again, and followed Ye Yourong beside him in the team of tiny stars.
During this period, he asked about the changes in the Western Continent during this period.
Wei Sheng Fanxing roughly explained the current situation.
Almost many forces and organizations have seen the power of the Spiritual Steel Army.
They have all lost many masters.
After weighing the matter, most of these people chose to quit.
The Yin Yang Crusaders do provide high benefits in rewards, but for most organizations, these so-called high benefits are not available.
They will also sacrifice the masters of their own organization in vain.
Now, there are far fewer masters active in the Western Continent than at the beginning.
After Feng Lin listened, he lowered his head and thought.
After a long time, he asked: "Do you think this will become the new Northern Wilderness in the future?"
Weisheng Fanxing thought for a moment and shook his head slightly, "I can't tell, maybe. What is certain is that there will definitely be fewer and fewer people coming here in the future."
"Perhaps this is the purpose of the Demon Research Institute."
Feng Lin whispered.
From now on, fewer and fewer masters will come here to practice.
The Yin-Yang Crusaders will probably not send the younger generation of masters over in order to retain their own wings.
The Western Continent will naturally become the new Northern Wilderness.
The territory here has nominally become the territory of the Demon Research Institute.
The few of them chatted for a while on the road, and Feng Lin also revealed his current relationship with the Sun Clan.
They were not sent to the Yin Yang Crusade branch.
To prevent others from knowing their relationship with Feng Lin.
After watching them leave, Feng Lin and Ye Yourong walked back to the depths of the Western Continent.
"After listening to your chat just now, I even doubted whether the Demon Research Institute has already won."
Ye Yourong looked at Feng Lin with a smile, "They still occupy the Western Continent. Do you really think that the Yin Yang Crusaders will treat them the same as they treat the Northern Wilderness?"
"What? What's your opinion?"
Feng Lin smiled and held down Ye Yourong's head.
"Beihuang is strong because of their ancestors. Unless the Demon Research Institute also has one, the Yin-Yang Crusaders will not deal with them like they did with Beihuang."
Ye Yourong turned back and pointed at the Yin Yang Crusaders branch in the distance, "A master of Su Ming's level has not yet taken action. After them, there will be various commanders."
Feng Lin smiled and nodded. Of course he knew that things were far from beginning yet.
However, the Demon Research Institute should also have a trump card.
This kind of thing can only be taken one step at a time.
Anyway, Feng Lin is still willing to see them fighting each other.
"While there's no one around, you can just possess me. I'm going to kill another Spirit Steel Army."
Feng Lin looked at Ye Yourong who was standing aside.
"good."
Ye Yourong clasped his hands together and used the possession of foreign gods to gradually surround Feng Lin.
After the two merged, Feng Lin shook his arm slightly and said with a smile: "Yourong, I heard that the artifact is the corpse of your clan?"
"That's right."
Ye Yourong didn't feel surprised.
I know that among Feng Lin's wives, there is Cen Caixuan, a member of the Jiuyou tribe.
She guessed that Feng Lin must know about her race.
"Can you tell me more about it? I'm very curious about it."
Feng Lin asked as he rushed deeper.
"Every race has its advantages and disadvantages. So far, I have not seen a perfect race."
Ye Yourong smiled and said, "Our race also has shortcomings, that is, we don't know when we will die."
"What kind of shortcoming is this?"
Feng Lin was a little surprised.
"For our family, yes."
Ye Yourong explained, "For example, you, the old man who is about to die, can see it from the energy and spirit, but we can't."
"The age of our clan is almost equivalent to the sixty years of your human race. By then, we will stop aging and our energy and spirit will always remain this way."
Ye Yourong continued, "Maybe one second he was having a drink with someone, and the next second he died on the spot."
"Isn't this a disadvantage if I don't have to wait for you?"
Feng Lin stopped on the branch of a big tree.
"You have forgotten the ability of our family. Our ability is to use our lives to transform into artifacts. The intensity is stronger than what we transformed during our lives. It can even be described as the difference between cloud and mud."
Ye Yourong paused for a moment, "For example, for me, the armor I gave up my life to transform into is much stronger than the one I have attached to you now."
Feng Lin was stunned for a moment, then said: "I seem to understand."
If people of other races possess the abilities of the artifact race.
The old man who is about to die will definitely choose to transform.
They all know roughly when their lives will end.
For example, for ordinary people in Fenglin and the old people who are about to die, the most obvious thing is that they have problems with their digestive system.
Couldn't eat anything at all.
The body may also become swollen and breathing may become difficult.
If you know you won't live for a few days, then you can transform into a magical weapon and continue to protect future generations.
But the artifact tribe doesn’t know.
Letting someone transform is tantamount to asking him to give up his life.
But who knows how long this person can live?
Maybe he can live for hundreds of years?
It is better to just give up your life and turn it into a tool than to live as a powerful fighting force.
No one gives up his life so easily.
"Your family is really interesting."
Feng Lin shook his head with a smile and continued on his way, "By the way, what can you transform into? Can it only be this armor?"
"It depends on the skills you have mastered. For now, this armor is all you need." Ye Yourong said helplessly.
"kindness?"
Feng Lin suddenly felt a powerful energy in the distance, which should be at the captain level.
He immediately rushed over to see if he knew someone.
