Several people around Feng Lin walked towards the building.
He came to Meng Changsheng's side and called with a smile: "Second Master, me."
"Okay, I didn't expect to meet you again here."
Meng Changsheng said with a smile.
"Leave with me first."
After Feng Lin finished speaking, he led Meng Changsheng out of the building.
They didn't stop until they reached the forest in the distance.
"I have heard about the second grandma."
Feng Lin said, leaning against a big tree.
"Hahaha! I met the fourth boy before and he told me everything."
Meng Changsheng smiled and took out his pipe.
Feng Lin was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the fourth man would meet the second master first.
No wonder he seems to be in a much better mood.
"I didn't expect the fourth boy's talent to be so powerful. It has now reached the eighth level."
Meng Changsheng took a puff of cigarette and marveled, "Obviously I was just a boy who liked to play games."
Feng Lin shook his head gently, "Maybe the fourth child didn't pay attention at all before."
"Haha! Are you shocked?"
Meng Changsheng asked with a smile, "The little follower who used to be behind me has now surpassed you."
"What can I do to attack them? The essence of Lao Si Qiang and Er Ye Qiang is the same. Anyway, they are both their own side's combat power."
Feng Lin said nonchalantly, "I will continue to investigate the Second Grandma's matter. Second Master, don't worry and work hard to improve yourself."
"I know."
Meng Changsheng took a puff from his pipe, "I came here this time because I heard that the Yin Yang Crusaders gave out many rewards."
"Have you encountered the second-generation Spirit Steel Army?"
Feng Lin suddenly asked.
"When I saw them, they could completely cover their faces. I fought for a long time and couldn't get them, so I took the initiative to withdraw."
Meng Changsheng shook his head slightly, "Many people died in their hands. The Demon Research Institute created terrible things."
"Second Master, I'm a little confused now."
Feng Lin pulled out the scalpel at the front of the belt and turned it on his finger.
"I know what you are thinking. Our fighting methods are similar. We kill with one strike through sneak attacks. However, the Spiritual Steel Army completely restrains your ability to kill by leaps and bounds."
Meng Changsheng knocked the ashes out of the cigarette.
"Yes, I'm considering whether to practice here."
Feng Lin sighed.
He can fight across so many levels. To put it bluntly, he can use his strongest attack to penetrate the opponent's weakest point.
But the Spirit Steel Army has no weak points.
His sixth-level Qi is indeed far behind, let alone the second-generation Spiritual Steel Army.
A generation of spiritual steel army cannot be defeated in a single fight.
"It depends on your own thoughts. Don't be discouraged. Maybe you have forgotten that you are only at level six!"
Meng Changsheng patted Feng Lin on the shoulder and said, "The further you go, the bigger the gap becomes. Is it because the battle at a higher level makes you impatient?"
Hearing this, Feng Lin smiled bitterly, "Maybe."
"You should understand now why Senior Ji concealed it from you, right?"
Meng Changsheng looked at Feng Lin and asked.
"What are you hiding?"
Feng Lin was a little confused.
"As for the flow of aliens, on our side, the sixth to seventh levels are almost a divine punishment. You can't fight at will, you can only try your luck in the ruins."
Meng Changsheng explained, "Whether it's senior Ji Guangling or me, geniuses like them have been trapped for many years. You are much better than them. You came here ahead of time."
After listening to Meng Changsheng's words, Feng Lin felt a little relieved.
The second master is right, he is already a model of good luck.
At the fifth level, I passed through the strange stream and came here to practice.
You must know that everyone else has reached the seventh level.
He finally understood why the older generation of masters concealed things about Benliu.
Only very few people can endure loneliness.
If everyone knows that Benliu can fight at will and progress can be accelerated.
People like Feng Lin who have made rapid progress in the early stage will definitely not be able to endure the long wait for many years.
Before reaching the seventh level, they would jump into the torrent to try their luck, and in the end most of them would be swallowed by the torrent.
"Second Master, I understand."
Feng Lin smiled and put the scalpel back, "I am indeed a little impatient."
Meng Changsheng glanced at the Yin-Yang Crusaders walking over, and sighed: "Damn it! These young people, don't they all have something to do with you?"
"Don't talk nonsense, we're just friends."
Feng Lin rolled his eyes.
"Hahaha! I'm leaving, you're busy!"
After Meng Changsheng finished speaking, he walked away and disappeared from Feng Lin's sight in the blink of an eye.
Su Zishu said from a distance: "Feng Lin, my brother-in-law calls you."
"good."
Feng Lin agreed and walked over there.
When he passed by Su Molu, Su Molu stepped on Feng Lin's foot hard.
Then she said with an innocent expression, "I'm sorry, I didn't see it."
"Your grandma's!"
Feng Lin cursed secretly and didn't bother to argue with her.
Led by several people, Feng Lin arrived at the second floor of the building.
Because this building was built in a hurry, the ground on the second floor is still cement.
There are no smooth floor tiles.
But the formation outside the building has been established.
"Hello, senior."
Feng Lin looked at Su Ming sitting on the chair and gently cupped his hands.
Su Ming held her cheek with one hand, looked at Feng Lin with her strange eyes, and said softly: "I know everything that happened. Thank you for saving everyone's lives."
"It's just mutual cooperation, my strength can't help."
Feng Lin said casually, "These masters are the ones who really fight."
Su Zishu raised her face, folded her arms, and blew herself up specially.
He used formations to control the spirit steel army for a long time, and he and Feng Lin also built the spirit-severing formation.
"I received information that the Yin Yang Crusade has lost four captains and twelve team members."
Su Ming said calmly, "This is the news this morning. Maybe the number is still increasing."
Hearing this, the faces of several girls here looked ugly.
This has just begun and we have already lost so much.
Even Beihuang is not that powerful.
"The Yin-Yang Crusaders have lost so many lives, so masters from other forces must have suffered more losses, right?"
Feng Lin asked with his trouser pockets inserted.
"Yes, but we don't need to count anyone else."
Su Ming crossed his legs and said, "The above means that the rewards will be further increased in order to attract the sublimated realms of other forces. You can also inform your Chinese masters."
"I like to keep to myself, and I don't have a good relationship with them."
Feng Lin shook his head gently, Huaxia couldn't do anything at will.
If the Demonic Research Institute becomes anxious and goes all the way to China to cause trouble, the gains will outweigh the losses.
He believes that there are ideas of his own.
"I have already checked the second generation's body."
Su Ming raised his hand, and the body beside him was caught in his hand, and he stretched out a finger.
A thin line of flame drilled out from the small hole of the eye.
Click!
There was a crisp sound, and the excretion cover opened toward the inside.
Feng Lin looked carefully and found a small stick made of spiritual steel behind the lid.
Use it as a door bolt to lock the "door".
As for the "door" and the "door frame" next to it, they are connected by hinges. No wonder water leaks out.
Because it is not as tight as the first generation screw lid.
"Senior, how do you think we should deal with the second generation Spiritual Steel Army?"
Feng Lin observed the small door and asked in a low voice.