Text_Chapter 91: The Forbidden Land of Martial Artists
"Howl!"
The Qingpeng bird struggled fiercely. After a brief period of imbalance, it flew up quickly, with every feather raised, struggling hard, trying to throw Ling Feng down.
However, how could Lingfeng make it happen as he wished? Every pore on his body was emitting silver light, and he tightly strangled the Qingpeng bird's neck, with his feet embedded in its wings. No matter how much the Qingpeng bird struggled, he couldn't.
Hug tightly.
At this moment, the Qingpeng bird was furious and screamed angrily. It was a martial artist-level monster with a trace of the blood of the Golden-winged Dapeng in its body. It had already possessed spiritual intelligence. How could it be willing to surrender to a weak warrior?
It has always been the one to take care of warriors, and it has never suffered a loss at the hands of warriors. The main reason is that it has the ability to fly. Even if it sees a martial arts master, there is nothing it can do.
You know, it has the ability to fight beyond levels.
And that warrior surprised it even more. He was only a ninth-level warrior. How could he fight it hard? He was so fast that even it suffered a big loss.
"Howl!"
It quickly flew up and hit a rock. It tilted its body and brushed its wings against the rock, trying to knock Ling Feng down.
"snort!"
Lingfeng snorted coldly, and buried his whole body into the wings of the green roc. He used both hands to strangle the neck of the green roc, causing every blood vessel on the latter's head to bulge like blood.
Qiuzhi.
Its vision went dark and it almost fell down.
"Death, or surrender!"
Ling Feng's voice was calm, with a chill in it!
This was what he had thought about before. The Qingpeng bird is very talented, and when the golden-winged roc bloodline in its body rises, it is likely to grow into a golden roc. Its combat power is extremely terrifying. Even among the many monsters, it is the most powerful.
One who can be king.
Therefore, what he wants is not to kill, but to conquer!
"Howl!"
The Qingpeng bird struggled hard and rushed into a dense forest. Its wings were like blades, splitting open the old tree that a man was holding. It had a good idea and wanted to use the thorn branches to blow down Ling Feng.
However, Ling Feng had no fear at all. He was a silver treasure body, and the branches did not hurt him at all. They were all broken by him.
He exerted force with both hands, causing the Qingpengniao to scream. The voice changed and became hoarse and unpleasant, but because of this, the Qingpengniao became even more angry.
"Howl!"
The next moment, it soared into the sky and flew straight to the sky thousands of feet high. The cold wind howled and dozens of breaths passed by. Lingfeng looked down and saw only a misty green patch. The old trees were like blue ants, and white clouds passed by.
And passed.
"call"
But at this moment, the Qingpeng suddenly turned over and fell straight down. It was getting faster and faster, and its wings were retracted. It was going to smash Ling Feng to death.
"Humph, if you don't surrender, you will die!"
Ling Feng's face turned cold, and a surge of anger arose. His hands were like pliers, pinching Qing Pengniao's neck. Blood began to seep out. He was already prepared. Once he reached the ground, he would rely on the power of his treasure body to
With such strength, he pulled the green roc bird under his body.
"Buzz"
Suddenly, when it was three feet close to the ground, the Qingpeng bird spread its wings, and a hurricane blew up from under it. With such a sudden force, Ling Feng's legs were pulled out.
However, he still held the Qingpengniao's neck tightly with both hands, and the huge force even brought the Qingpengniao down together.
"Whoosh"
The next moment, Ling Feng's body moved, and a terrible force burst out from his hands. He threw the Qingpeng bird down at once, and he took advantage of the momentum to rush forward and stepped on the Qingpeng bird's head.
superior.
"Death, or surrender!"
He said coldly.
Nine golden storms surged out, forming the Dragon Flame Sword, which pressed against Qing Pengniao's neck. At the same time, he moved his eyebrows, and the small golden sword flew out and floated in the latter's eyebrows.
At this moment, his eyes were deep, and the Wu Sheng's eyes that he had not seen for a long time gradually appeared.
With the help of the dust and sand that rushed up, Ling Feng used his true strength. No matter whether the golden storm and mental power were activated at the same time, as long as the Qingpeng bird dared to resist, he would kill it instantly.
"Howl"
One of the wings of the green roc was broken, and it was so painful that cold sweat broke out all over its body. The most terrifying thing was that the pain came from the center of its eyebrows. The small sword made its soul tremble, shudder, and frighten.
At this moment, it realized how powerful the latter was, and it had no doubt that the warrior would be killed by it.
It was not willing to surrender to a weak person before, but now it is relieved, such a powerful warrior deserves it to surrender.
"Howl"
It chirped, its tense body softened, its eyes softened, it wilted, and the result was that it surrendered.
"Hmph, I will leave a trace of spiritual power in your soul. Don't resist, or I will kill you!"
Ling Feng shouted coldly.
Immediately, the small golden sword flew out with a trace of golden light, and instantly submerged into the soul sea of the green roc bird. The golden sword shone brightly and stopped in the center without dissipating.
This is a way of using mental power, which is very effective in conquering monsters.
Of course, this is also based on mutual "trust". If the Qingpengniao struggles violently, it will be a dead end with the golden telepathy.
It is obvious that the green roc bird did not resist and did not want to die.
What's more, that golden thought power is like a bright lamp. If it exists for a long time, it can gather all its scattered consciousness, and it is very likely that the spiritual power will rise.
When Ling Feng moved his feet, the Qingpeng bird was already extremely docile, just like a child, following behind Ling Feng.
Although it has been conquered, its future harvest is unimaginable.
"Let's go."
Ling Feng was very happy. With such a green roc bird, he would not be so frightened even if he met martial spirits in the martial master-level wilderness.
If you can't beat it, you can fly into the air!
"Qingpeng, is there anything special about this martial artist-level wilderness?"
After walking for a while, Lingfeng turned to Qingpengniao and asked.
Back then, he discovered the Jinxuan Stone in the martial arts wilderness, and with a flash of inspiration, he thought that there might be great adventures in some special places.
"Howl, chirp."
The Qingpeng bird was startled at first, and then thought deeply for a moment. Then, it spread its feathers, causing a strong wind to blow between the sky and the earth, causing sand and rocks to roll.
It flapped its wings and gestured, but Ling Feng never moved.
"A terrible place?"
After making gestures at Qingpengniao for a long time, Lingfeng gradually "understood" the latter's expression.
However, what surprised him was that Qingpengniao pointed out a place, and there was a look of fear in his eyes, to the effect that he did not dare to go deep into it.
There is a terrifying atmosphere there that makes people shiver.
This made Lingfeng very curious, so he turned around and walked in the direction pointed by Qingpengniao.
Not long after, he met several disciples from the Lingwu Academy. They were all older teenagers and were extremely talented to become martial arts masters. Ling Feng darkened his face and stepped forward to ask.
"That's a forbidden area for martial artists!"
A young man with a mole on his face nodded heavily.
"Boy, many martial arts masters have died there in the past few years. You are a very talented martial artist and can reach this far. Don't be stupid."
A girl with a sweet face knocked Ling Feng on the head and said.
This senior sister is a disciple of the Spiritual Academy, not from the four major families, but from the Dugu family, Dugu Yuyue, who lives up to her name and is as beautiful as the bright moon, which makes Ling Feng have a great impression.
"Thank you, Senior Sister Dugu."
Ling Feng smiled slightly, his little face covered with dirt shining brightly.
Next, he asked some questions about martial arts forbidden areas, and Senior Sister Dugu also had a good impression of this "little junior brother from the inner sect", so she had no reservations about Ling Feng.
"The martial arts forbidden area is a large mountain range filled with corpses. It existed a long time ago."
"There is a creepy atmosphere there. It's fine on the edge of the forbidden area, but once you get deep inside, you can never come back."
"It is said that there are powerful weapons, unique martial arts, and the tombs of powerful warriors. However, over the years, many people have entered it and have died inside."
"Moreover, the elders and dean of our Lingwu Academy have also gone in, but they soon seemed to have seen ghosts and did not dare to go any further."
…
Lonely Yuyue talked a lot, with a more serious look on her face, and tried to persuade Ling Feng not to be stupid.
"Yeah"
Ling Feng nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, with a shy smile and a harmless expression.
In fact, he was so tempted that even the Emperor Wu did not dare to go deep. It is conceivable that there must be something very shocking inside. Although his strength is still very weak now, when he becomes stronger, he will naturally go in.
Moreover, he also got an incredible piece of news, that is, the wilderness was once a battlefield, and the martial arts forbidden area should be a place where powerful warriors competed. Many people died, and today the profound energy is like knives, scattered and scattered.
fear.
"This place is not that simple anymore!"
Ling Feng frowned, and then under Dugu Yuyue's kind persuasion, he nodded and "left" the martial master level wilderness.
Ling Feng first walked out of the martial master-level wilderness, then sneaked in, met the green roc in the distance, and then walked towards the martial master's forbidden area.
The mountains are green, but the vegetation is not luxuriant. Some old trees have intertwined roots that can be as thick as four or five people hugging each other. Their branches have been cut off and have not grown back yet.
A section of the canyon broke off and fell to the ground, forming a scene of broken walls and ruins.
The profound energy of heaven and earth, like a bone-scraping steel knife, is so cold that even warriors cannot absorb it. Once a battle begins, the warrior cyclone and martial crystal airflow in the Dantian will only become less and less.
This is the forbidden area for martial artists!
"Howl!" the Qingpeng bird chirped uneasily. It felt that there was a powerful monster in the martial arts forbidden area, looking down in all directions, making it terrified.
"Don't be impatient!"
Lingfeng gently patted the Qingpeng bird, frowned and thought for a while, and then he walked towards the martial arts forbidden area.