Feng Lin rushed towards the fighting area and saw the terrifying air waves filling the sky from a distance.
Red flames burned and collided in the sky.
The flames shattered like falling meteorites.
They all hit the ground below.
Feng Lin carefully observed the two people in the sky. One of them was a blue second-generation spiritual steel army.
The other person is Su Zishu's sister, Su Molu.
The fight between the two was very fierce and extremely fierce.
Ye Yourong's voice rang in Feng Lin's ears, "Can I help?"
"not needed for now."
Feng Lin shook his head.
In comparison, Su Molu's Qi Jin is higher, which is why this second-generation spiritual steel army can fight for so long. Starting website
What he relies on is his own spiritual steel.
Feng Lin was not familiar with the other party either, so there was no need to bother.
Instead, he hoped that the two of them would continue fighting, as people have the habit of watching the excitement.
Maybe among the people who have been coming to watch is the second master, Meng Changsheng.
Feng Lin was on the ground not far away, carefully observing the masters who came to watch the battle.
Sure enough, as this battle continues.
More and more experts are gathering here.
Feng Lin hovered high, trying his best to include everyone in his gaze.
Of course, even if Meng Changsheng wore a black robe to hide his identity, Feng Lin wouldn't be able to find him.
So he asked Ye Yourong to remove the armor from his face.
Let Meng Changsheng take the initiative to see Feng Lin.
The battle in the sky continued, and Feng Lin kept hovering at a high altitude to welcome the incoming powerful storm.
Suddenly, a golden figure jumped up from the ground and rushed into the sky.
This is the first generation of the Spiritual Steel Army.
He was not going to help the second-generation Spiritual Steel Army fight against Su Molu.
Instead, it suddenly turned in the sky and struck in the direction of Feng Lin.
"Hahaha! Feng Lin! The person wanted by our headquarters!"
The spiritual steel army numbered 020 in front of him let out a harsh laugh.
His figure spun in the sky and flashed in front of Feng Lin.
Feng Lin retreated, and he was about to attack.
A dark shadow appeared from below.
call out!
A white spear flew out from the hand of the man in black robe.
The speed of the spear seemed to penetrate the air, and the speed was extremely fast.
Ding!
The spear pierced the Spirit Steel Army's lower abdomen, pushed against his body, and knocked him away.
Buzz!
The black shadow suddenly flashed in mid-air and appeared next to Feng Lin.
Even if the opponent didn't use his spear, Feng Lin could tell from the movement of this person that it was Meng Changsheng.
"Second Master!"
Feng Lin shouted.
"Walk!"
Meng Changsheng grabbed Feng Lin's shoulders and disappeared into the sky.
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Western Continent.
In a ruins.
Feng Lin and Meng Changsheng sat opposite each other by the stone, while Ye Yourong still maintained his possessed posture.
"Boy, you've reached the seventh level so quickly."
Meng Changsheng took out his pipe and took a puff with a smile.
"Second Master, I have already gone back and met Xiaoying Liunian and the others. Of course, I also met my mother, Hou Tianxue."
Feng Lin first explains what happened on this trip.
Among them, it also tells the reason why Xue cannot come back the day after tomorrow.
"I see. I asked why Hou Tianxue abandoned Fengchen. It turns out he was trapped."
Meng Changsheng smiled and knocked out the ash, "Everyone is happy."
"Then let me tell you one more thing that I'm not happy about."
Feng Lin looked at Meng Changsheng with a solemn expression.
Meng Changsheng's expression trembled slightly, "Isn't it... about Phoenix?"
"That's right, this is not a guess, but a certainty. The second grandma is not dead. She is in the Sun Clan."
Feng Lin said expressionlessly.
"Isn't this a good thing?" Meng Changsheng asked strangely.
"When I came back this time, I just got some news."
Feng Lin told the story that the ancestor of the Sun Clan wanted to marry Jin Fenghuang.
He also explained that the eyes of the golden phoenix are illuminated by the aurora known as the pupils of the sun.
The ancestors of the Sun Clan wanted to obtain the Golden Phoenix, most likely to cultivate future generations.
Even if you can give birth to an offspring with these eyes, you will make a lot of money.
When Meng Changsheng heard this, he leaned against the stone and said nothing, and kept smoking his pipe silently.
Feng Lin looked at Meng Changsheng and smiled: "Second Master! What are you thinking about? My wife is about to be robbed. I will accompany you to snatch Second Mistress back!"
"no!"
Meng Changsheng shook his head, "You have no idea how powerful the Sun Clan is. If you go to the Sun Clan to rob people, even if you want to ascend to a higher level, you may not be successful."
"What should we do?" Feng Lin stopped smiling.
"I will find a way, so you don't have to worry about this matter. The more important thing is to patiently improve your cultivation and enter the ninth level as soon as possible."
Meng Changsheng looked at Feng Lin with a smile.
"Second Master, you watched me grow up, and you know me very well, but I also watched your hair turn gray little by little, and I also know you."
Feng Lin smiled bitterly, "You plan to go by yourself, right?"
Meng Changsheng smoked and said nothing.
"You are my family, and you should share this kind of thing. If you are really afraid that I am in danger, I will come to see my father. Our group of Yin Yang Crusaders dare to invade, so the Sun Clan is nothing."
Feng Lin walked over and leaned next to Meng Changsheng.
"Boy, I will never agree to this matter. Your father, I am Zhe Jingye, is bound to China, and they cannot take action."
Meng Changsheng shook his head slightly, "If they take action, there are so many experts from the Sun Clan who are very likely to go to China to cause trouble. We must not let this happen."
"What should we do?" Feng Lin asked.
"Don't panic. Since there are still three months left, there is no rush."
Meng Changsheng put away his cigarette bag, "Two months later, we met at the previous branch of the Yin Yang Crusade. I decided to risk my life and go crazy. No matter whether I can enter the ninth level, I will go there."
"Okay, I will also think of something during this time."
Feng Lin nodded. He could feel that Meng Changsheng was currently at the peak of the standard eighth level.
He had already given Meng Changsheng hundreds of tons of spiritual stones before.
As long as you can enter the ninth level, it is equivalent to the perfect ninth level.
The second master's perfect ninth level, I dare not say that it can be compared with the father's.
But Feng Lin is sure that his combat power can definitely reach the level of the tenth captain in the sequence.
"Okay, time waits for no one, I'm going."
Meng Changsheng stood up and walked deeper.
"By the way, Second Master! A gift for you!"
Feng Lin took out the golden spear from the space ring and threw it to Meng Changsheng, "I have made it a long time ago, but I never had the chance to give it to you before."
"Spirit steel? Good stuff!"
Meng Changsheng waved lightly a few times, "I accept it and let's go!"
After saying that, his figure disappeared.
"You, the second master, are a pity."
Ye Yourong's voice came over.
"What's the pity?"
Feng Lin asked strangely.
"If he entered the seventh level and opened Qi Hai before he was forty years old, his current physical condition would definitely not be that old."
Ye Yourong explained,
"Anyway, it's all over. I believe that Second Master, his ninth level of perfection is definitely not something that ordinary people can touch."
Feng Lin turned around and walked in the opposite direction.
"Where to go next?" Ye Yourong asked.
"Looking for Qingqiu Yun."
After Feng Lin finished speaking, he turned into a rainbow and rushed into the sky.