The indestructible cowhide was spread out, far larger than two hills, and shone with a faint golden light. Even after the blood dried up, the blood essence shone with this light, making it appear extraordinary and majestic, as if it was a natural defensive weapon.
If such cowhide fell into the hands of a designer, it could be used to make many combat boots and jerseys, but Ling Feng was not a designer and had never made these.
thus.
In the early days, he was in a state of waste. Many leftover cowhide materials were thrown away by him. Most of the boots and shirts he produced were made in one go, using a single piece of cowhide.
and.
Ling Feng is not satisfied. If he wants to be dazzling and attract attention, he must make these boots and shirts magnificent and dazzling. Although Ling Feng has never really made them before, he is an alchemist and knows how to handle magic pills.
, and this cowhide can be called a defensive weapon, and there are similarities between alchemy and weapon refining.
then.
The real fire space flew out, covering the twelve battle robes and eighteen pairs of combat boots, "tempering" them, knocking off the burrs, removing the hair, giving them a golden divine light, and completely removing the fierce aura within them.
Shown vividly and vividly.
laugh!
When Ling Feng put on his combat boots and put on his combat robe, his entire figure disappeared into the world in an instant with a ethereal lightning, and appeared fifty miles away, which surprised him.
"These boots can increase the speed of the true god!"
Lingfeng Mountain flashes one after another, sometimes appearing on Jian Mountain, and sometimes falling into the river in the distance. The sky is full of spatial imprints that are torn open at extremely fast speeds, and its speed has indeed increased.
"It is speculated that the shirt should be even more different!"
Ling Feng's eyes shone brightly, and he was even more looking forward to meeting the Bull Gods. If they could kill more Bull Gods, the shirts and boots they made could make the Anti-Gods undergo a qualitative change. On the battlefield in the future, they are destined to be great.
Shine brilliantly.
"Although cowhide is beautiful, it is a thorny problem!"
Although Ling Feng attaches great importance to this kind of cowhide, he also knows that with the current power, these boots and shirts will cause serious disaster, at least until he enters the eighth level of true god realm, or even the ninth level of true god realm.
, he was able to despise the Cow King of the Cow God Clan.
But now, he feels that it should be "enjoyed" by forces such as Benyumen, Manhuangling, and Guiyudao.
The next moment.
His body flashed away from here, and he appeared thousands of miles ahead. He climbed over mountains, pushed across the terrifying mountains and rivers such as the sword phantom, and arrived in front of a river.
This is an amazing river.
It is covered with water mist, which persists all year round, and the river will form a violent sword in an instant, striking at the true god who wants to cross. Its pressure can make the seventh-level true god pay attention, and the sixth-level true god wants to cross over.
, but also a considerable price to pay.
He sits here.
The treasure minister is solemn, with an ancient bronze sword hanging on his waist and a wine gourd in his hand. At the same time, he makes his clothes a little sloppy and has messy long hair shawl, which changes his whole temperament quite a bit.
He transformed from a refined young man into a sloppy and somewhat mysterious mad sword god.
certainly.
Ling Feng felt that he was playing the role of a crazy Taoist priest, looking for a "destined person".
Six days later.
The star path trembled, the sky and the earth shone, and the smoke dispersed. Dozens of true gods appeared in the stars of the spiritual path, and then walked towards here. At the head were five or six top true gods, each with their majestic weapons and expressions full of excitement.
The smell of disdain.
"open!"
A top true god was in front, holding a hatchet and slashing out with great force, shattering all the shadows formed by the mountains and rivers. He led dozens of true gods to move forward quickly. After two hours, he left.
Come to Lingfeng.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, the gods were stunned and couldn't help but look at Ling Feng. They didn't expect to meet a living person here.
However, Ling Feng's dress is a bit unusual, similar to that of the Tu tribe, but also has human characteristics. Moreover, with a sword hanging on his waist and a wine gourd in his hand, he looks like a Taoist with an immortal style.
now.
Ling Feng closed his eyes slightly and lay on his back on the ground. He looked lazy, but he had an aura that was invisible to others.
"You're not drunk, are you?"
"How dare you live drunkenly and dream of death on the road of stars? I don't even know how to write the word death."
Someone grinned sinisterly, and then he stepped forward and wanted to take off the ancient bronze sword from Lingfeng's waist.
However.
At this moment, Ling Feng's body suddenly disappeared and appeared behind the man. With a "bang" sound, a violent shock hit the back of the man's head, causing him to fall directly to the ground. The image was quite embarrassing.
"Ignorant child, how dare you take advantage of me." Ling Feng said inscrutably.
"..."
The gods changed their colors, and even the top true gods became solemn, because they could not see through the terrifying speed of Ling Feng just now.
"May I ask who this god is? From which force does he come from?"
A top true god came forward and asked with some respect, "There is nothing trivial in Xingchen Dao. Offending a true god who cannot see through it is not a good thing."
"Me?"
Ling Feng opened his eyes and said with a drunken look: "We are just a group of people traveling through the stars. Their names are not important, and their origins are even less important."
Several top true gods suddenly changed their colors.
Who is a simple person who can travel across the stars? And if he dares to get drunk on the star path without being pressured by the mountains and rivers, this can already explain the problem.
"The few disciples were naughty earlier, I hope the Lord will not blame them." A true god said.
"It doesn't matter, who doesn't have a young age?"
Ling Feng said generously, then closed his eyes slightly and stopped paying attention to these people.
"May I ask what the god is doing here?" the second top true god asked.
"I am looking for a suitable person."
Ling Feng explained inscrutably: "I have traveled across the stars and have seen through life and death. If there is a chance, I can guide them in their future and give them the most precious treasure."
"Does the Lord God think there is anyone among us who is destined to be?"
The gods immediately became excited, their eyes were shining brightly, and they gave away the treasure for free. This was no small chance.
certainly.
Some people looked on with cold eyes, thinking that Ling Feng was playing tricks. If they hadn't been unable to see through his realm, they would have gone up and beaten up this pretentious guy at this moment.
"No fate!" Ling Feng said quite directly.
"..."
The gods were stunned for a moment, and then their doubts were dispelled.
People are like this, they will be wary of things that are easy to get, and they will try their best to get what they can't get. As long as they work hard to get it, most of them have no doubts. Ling Feng's words like this aroused their curiosity.
"The Lord God cannot say that."
The true god who wanted to take away the ancient bronze sword of Ling Feng said with a smile: "The god is sitting here, and we happened to pass by. Is it a fate for us to be with the god?"
"This is!"
"And I offended the god and was beaten by the god. Is this fate?"
"This is!"
"Then am I the destined one for the god?" The man asked secretly proudly.
"Sharp-tongued!"
Ling Feng pointed at the man and laughed and scolded: "You are such a slippery guy. However, you can seize my language skills and opportunities, and you are also sincere. Let's do this... I will do the math for you."
"Please ask the gods for advice."
Ling Feng pretended to pinch his fingers, and after a while he said solemnly: "There are dangers ahead, I advise you to go back as soon as possible."
"is that so?"
The man smiled faintly and said: "The god can tell fortunes, and guess what, he can also interpret them, right?"
"This requires a destined person..."
"Aren't I just destined?"
"That's fine."
Ling Feng spoke awkwardly, shook his head, took out a pair of combat boots and a shirt and said: "I got these when I was traveling among the stars. It's extraordinary. The boots can increase the speed, and the shirt can defend against the data of the eighth-level true god."
Attack, if you are in danger, these two treasures can save you."
Finished.
He hit his boots and shirt towards the true god, then stood with his eyes closed and never spoke again.
"Is it really a gift?"
The gods were shocked. When the boots and shirts appeared, they could already feel the power fluctuations in them. It was very amazing. It was definitely a rare treasure in the world. It might not be of much use to the top true gods, but for the seventh and eighth level true gods
To me, this is a life-threatening tool.
And under the demonstration of that true god, people's enthusiasm was pushed to the peak.
"Senior God, we are destined to come here to meet you."
Someone came forward and wanted to ask the god to give him the most precious combat boots, but Lingfeng closed his eyes and kept silent. No matter what people said, he, the old monk, was in trance and did not respond.
This disappoints people.
"Senior God Lord was afraid that he had been forced by this guy before, so he didn't dare to speak for fear of being deceived." Someone shook his head helplessly.
After a while.
People said their mouths were dry, but they didn't see Ling Feng moving, so they could only give up, sighing that the true god was lucky, and then left unwillingly.
"If you have evil intentions, you should be taught a lesson."
After they left, Ling Feng opened his eyes and smiled coldly. Those boots and shirt were not sharp weapons, but deadly weapons. He had wiped out a lot of the breath on them. Ordinary true gods would naturally not be able to feel it.
Yes, but people like the Ox God Clan, especially the Ox King, can easily detect it.
So, what will he do next?
Two more days have passed.
Hundreds of true gods appeared in front of Lingfeng, and among them was the true god of Manhuangling. This made Lingfeng's eyes sparkle, but he remained calm. It wasn't until someone made a move against him that he opened his eyes and looked straight at them.
The true gods of the Wilderness Mausoleum seemed to be searching.
"Destined person!"
He stood up and arrived in front of a young man in lightning speed. He pointed and said: "The past life has become dust, and this life is destined. Your future is uncertain, so be careful in everything."
"Who are you?"
"It's just a scattered group of people in the galaxy."
Ling Feng waved his hand and said, "I've been waiting for you here for many days."
"What are you waiting for me to do?"
The true gods of the Wilderness Ling immediately became vigilant and wanted to drive Ling Feng out.
"You and I are destined to come here to give you combat boots and combat robes."
After saying that, he threw down a pair of combat boots and a battle robe, and disappeared directly in front of the gods, making him even more unpredictable.