MTL - History’s Number 1 Founder-~ 55. Take a step late!

When the light flashed, Lin Feng drove the black cloud flag and rushed into a different space.

The fog in the space is full of chaos and confusion.

The smog dissipated, and the entrance was an endless void. It looked desolate and distant. There were flashes of light from time to time in the darkness, but Lin Feng did not know how far away.

Lin Feng was shocked: "Where is this?" In doubt, suddenly a vast mana atmosphere filled the surrounding area, and continued to expand.

The void suddenly burst, and Lin Feng was once again filled with glare. When his vision returned to normal, he had returned to the world of Tianyuan, and he was still on the flight path of Fangcai.

"Just inadvertently being involved in the void?" Lin Feng thought, and turned back, suddenly a face was printed.

This is a tall old man with a wide face and a majestic look. He is staring at Lin Feng and looking up and down, his expression is extremely confused.

Lin Feng jumped in his heart and remembered the vast mana fluctuations felt in the void.

Whether it is the elders of the fierce swordsman Li, or the Liu Yang of the Jianshan ancestors, although they have a strong mana, they are not worth mentioning compared to the tall old man.

Lin Feng had a conjecture in his heart, but he didn't even dare to continue thinking about it, because it would make him completely lose his courage.

The tall old man spoke at this moment, and his voice was like a rolling thunder: "Where is the old man hanging the road?"

"Hanging Tao?" Lin Feng had no impression in his mind. After checking the system, he knew that this was a sect of the Southern Qin Dynasty. The highest master of the Zongmen was Yuan Ying.

There is no Yuanshen big cow sitting in the town. This kind of sect is naturally unable to be compared with the three holy places and the nine-day sword league. However, there are old babies in the Yuan Ying period. In the southern part of Daqin, it is also a martial art with a font size. The mountain gate is located near the southernmost part of Daqin. Star Luogu, where is the dividing line between the Terran and the Yaozu world.

While checking the information, Lin Feng said: "The mountains and the mountains are scattered, and the Taoist friends can call the Lin Dao people." Before the Pu Beizi reopened, Lin Feng asked first: "This seat looks like a friend, it seems that there is Wounded?"

Park Northko did not answer, and carefully looked at Lin Feng for a long while, but still could not see Lin Fengxiu as a depth.

Under the strong pressure of the other side, Lin Feng felt like a boat in a stormy sea, one after another, and he swallowed himself at any time.

Don't say counterattack, even if the other party does not shoot, Lin Feng will not support it for a long time.

Fortunately, when Park Kitoko explored for a long time, he couldn’t see Lin Feng’s cultivation. When he had concerns, he gathered the mana, and Lin Feng felt much better.

"Yes, the old man is hurt in the void battlefield, but it doesn't matter. You can recover after a period of retreat." Park North's face is faintly flashing, apparently being invaded by the enemy with ice.

Lin Feng's heart fretting: "The void battlefield?" It seems that the void world that he did not break into before is the void battlefield.

Lin Feng, the virtual battlefield, heard about it. It is a space outside the world of Tianyuan University. It is a vast expanse of land. Although the human monks have been exploring it, there are still many areas in the void battlefield. status.

There are many scarce resources in the virtual battlefield, but the space inside is turbulent, extremely unstable, and very dangerous. It is the Jindan period monk entering it, and it is also a life of nine deaths.

Therefore, it is generally only the giant babies of the Yuan Ying period or the Yuan Shen period that they enter the treasure hunt. Even so, the unknown danger and the mutual attack have led many strong people to fall into the void.

By the way, the old village chief of Shicun once mentioned that the father and grandfather of the little ones often entered the virtual battlefield. Even when his grandfather disappeared in the void battlefield, his mother went to the rescue, which led to the disaster.

In front of this, the ancestor of the hanging ancestors, Pu Beizi, is obviously also a member of the battlefield of the void, and the result is a loss in it.

If Lin Feng said nothing, "The virtual battlefield? Although there are risks, it is not too small to want to come to the Tao."

Park Northko snorted: "Is it a risk? The Hengyue ancestor who went in with the old man fell directly inside. If you suddenly broke into the void, the old man took the opportunity to tear a crack, the old man I am afraid that I will lose it."

Lin Feng thought for a moment and took out the nine-turn inflammatory soul of the lottery. "There is a chance to meet each other. The injury of this Taoist friend is caused by the cold mana. Although the power of the Taoist friend can be self-medicated, it will undoubtedly waste. A lot of time."

"There is just a nine-turning soul in this seat. It is a wonderful effect to treat such injuries, so I will send them to my friends."

Pu Beizi Daqi, he did not have to take the medicinal herbs, just a glance at Lin Feng said that the words are not empty, but the big reason is doubt: "Why do you want to give the old man?" That is to say, but the old man is really overbearing, Honestly, I have taken the medicinal herbs.

Lin Feng smiled faintly: "This seat wants to give you, so I gave it. Why come so much?"

Park North’s eyes flashed and laughed loudly: “It’s the old lady’s mother, well, the old man will accept this person. If you are free, you are welcome to come to my hanging class at any time.”

Lin Feng smiled and said: "If you have time, let's talk about it." After saying that he turned and left, Park Kiton was eager to take medicine to treat the injury, and naturally he did not stay.

Although I don't know how much it will be, I can't use the medicinal herbs that I can't use, and I can make a good relationship with a Yuan Ying period. Lin Feng is still very happy.

Back to the place where the three apprentices were, the three were chatting.

Lin Feng asked: "What is so happy to talk about?"

Xiaoxiao said: "Master, we just heard people say something strange. There is a sect called Hengyue in the vicinity. A few days ago, I opened the door to collect the apprentice. A little brother didn't pass the assessment and failed to get started. The result turned out to be in balance. Yueshan jumped on the cliff and wanted to commit suicide."

"He did not succeed in suicide. He was rescued by the Hengyue faction. He was told to make an exception to accept him as a registered disciple."

Zhu Yi sighed aside: "He is also obsessed, and his temper is more staunch, but he will not be able to pay for it."

Xiao Yu shook his head: "In this way, even if you can learn from the teacher, the elders will not accept the reputation of the dead, but they will not be careful. The same door will also laugh at him. ""

Zhu Yi said: "Self-improvement is worthy of recognition. I only hope that he can continue to do so, otherwise the pressure will become bigger and bigger."

Lin Fenggang was also listening to the story at first, listening and listening, suddenly felt a little wrong: "This kid, how do you have a few wastes, the actor's main character?"

Lin Feng asked: "You just said that the Hengyue faction has taken him to the door?"

The three apprentices nodded together: "Just brought back to the mountain gate."

Lin Feng no longer said anything more, took the three people to the Hengyue faction immediately, and worried in the heart: "You must catch up, this is a late step to miss, I am looking for someone to cry."