Chapter 1085 Dead End, 9 Dragon Returns!

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"yes!"

The white-haired old man cupped his hands and was about to issue an order.

"Your Highness, Old Man Yang!"

At this time, there was a sound of breaking wind from a distance, and three figures shot through the wind and motor.

Seeing the panicked expressions of the three, the prince frowned and said, "What's the matter?"

"Your Highness, Elder Lin... is dead."

The leading middle-aged warrior gritted his teeth, and took out the horrible corpse of the black-faced warrior and put it on the ground.

"Elder Lin!"

The faces of the prince and the white-haired old man changed.

Whoosh!

The white-haired old man appeared next to the corpse in an instant, inspected it carefully, raised his head, his face became extremely ugly, "Where did you find the corpse? But there are others?"

"It's in a barren mountain more than two hundred miles north of here, and I don't see anyone else." The middle-aged warrior shook his head.

The prince noticed the white-haired old man's expression, and his face darkened, "Old Yang Yuan, could it be..."

The white-haired old man stood up, glanced at the body of the black-faced warrior, nodded and said:

"There is no mistake, it must be Luo Feng. Elder Lin died within an hour. Luo Feng should still be in Chilong Mountain Range."

Click!

There were several cracks on the ground under the prince's feet, with murderous intent in his eyes, he shouted to the three people in front of him: "Go and gather everyone, I will tear his body to pieces!"

"Your Highness, no."

The white-haired old man stopped the prince, and said: "Luo Feng is capable of beheading Elder Lin, and his strength is extraordinary. I'm afraid that all of us here may not be able to capture him. Unless there is a strong person in the real yuan state..."

"How is this possible... is he so strong?"

The prince's eyes were shocked. Half a year ago, when Yi Tian and Luo Feng fought, they were only in the fifth level of the Spiritual Revolution Realm. In such a short time, the other party has the strength to kill the top fighters in the Spiritual Revolution Realm!

The white-haired old man was also a little unbelievable. Elder Lin would be killed by Luo Feng. This matter was beyond his expectation, but the fact was in front of him, so he had to believe it.

In addition, judging from the injuries, Luo Feng and Elder Lin hadn't fought for a long time. In other words, there was an obvious gap in strength between the two. The gap was so big that Elder Lin didn't even have a chance to escape.

This child is terrible!

Involuntarily, the white-haired old man took a deep breath.

"Old Yang Yuan, I don't want to wait until the New Dragon List Conference."

The prince suddenly looked at the white-haired old man, his eyes were deep: "You should contact that friend of the True Yuan Realm now and ask him to kill Luo Feng."

Luo Feng's outstanding talent made him very jealous and fearful. If he doesn't get rid of this person for a day, it will be a serious problem for him.

The white-haired old man shook his head, "Your Highness, my friend's whereabouts are elusive, and I don't know where he is now. Besides, when he arrives, Luo Feng may have left the Chilong Mountain Range long ago."

After a pause, the white-haired old man continued: "However, since Luo Feng is still in the Chilong Mountains, I have to pay attention to prevent him from returning to the Linglong Hall."

"What idea?" the prince asked hastily.

There was a faint coldness in the eyes of the white-haired old man, and he said: "The last time the Twelve Golden Palaces jointly held a hunting meeting, the Western Desert Demon Sect suffered heavy losses. It is rumored that Luo Feng obtained the map of the Demon Sect's stronghold. It can be said that he is this The culprit of everything. As long as we release the news, Luo Feng will be in the Chilong Mountains..."

The prince's eyes moved, "You mean, use the hands of the Demon Sect to kill Luo Feng?"

"Exactly!"

The white-haired old man nodded, "As long as they get this news, the people of the West Desert Demon Sect will definitely not sit idly by. At that time, Luo Feng will be unable to fly."

The crown prince showed joy, clapped his hands and said: "Okay! Let's do it like this, Mr. Yang Yuan, you can make arrangements immediately."

"yes!"

The white-haired old man replied, his figure flashed, and disappeared in place.

The prince sneered, "Luo Feng, if you use all your means, offending me is a dead end!"

...

Luo Feng left the mountain peak, performed the Sky Cloud Walk, and ran thirty or forty miles in one breath, and stopped under a waterfall formed by lava.

According to the map, this place should be a safe place.

Boom boom boom boom...

The lava waterfall is more than 100 meters wide and nearly a thousand meters high. The crimson lava falls, like a huge fire chain falling from the sky, impacting in the canyon, sending out thunderous roars, and countless waves of fire are splashed. Ten meters high, the momentum is astonishing.

"It's such a strong evil spirit, no wonder you can't feel any monster breath around here."

Luo Feng's face was flushed red by the light of the fire, and the hot breath coming towards his face made him feel a little anxious in his heart.

In this scalding hot wind, not only is there extremely strong fire energy, but also filled with fire evil aura. If an ordinary person is here, he will be swallowed by the evil energy immediately, lose his mind, and turn into a humanoid beast.

hum!

Running the general trend can suppress the power of nothingness, covering Luo Feng's whole body, making him no longer affected by the evil spirit at all.

"For others, this is a dangerous place, but for me, it is a blessed place."

Looking at the lava waterfall, Luo Feng smiled.

The general trend can suppress nothingness, the evil spirit here has no effect on him at all, the rich vitality of heaven and earth, on the contrary, helps him to cultivate.

Taking a deep breath, Luo Feng faced the lava waterfall, sat cross-legged, and began to run the Nine Transformations of the Dragon.

Roar……

The vitality began to circulate according to the trajectory of the nine transformations of the dragon, and immediately turned into a dragon shape, shuttling through the meridians of his body.

At the same time, under the waterfall, the airflow around Luo Feng also transformed into phantoms in the shape of dragons. There are nine dragons in total, but one is very sad, as if it will be broken at any time.

Ho Ho...

The phantom in the shape of a nine-headed dragon writhed and groaned all over his body, competing with the Chilian Waterfall next to him in power and power, evenly matched.

Time passed quickly like a red torrent rolling down.

After one day passed, Luo Feng opened his eyes and let out a foul breath.

Chi!

The breath is condensed and does not disperse, like an air sword, piercing the Chilian Waterfall in the distance into a round hole.

Standing up, Luo Feng randomly pushed forward with a palm.

Boom boom boom...

There was a huge earthquake in the air, and the dazzling red brilliance erupted, transforming into an incomparably condensed huge palm, piercing the lava waterfall to create a huge palm print, which could not be connected together for a long time.

"It's still a little short of time to break through the True Yuan Realm. However, the Nine Transformations of the Dragon have improved, and the second transformation, the Blood Soul Transformation, should soon reach the ninth level."

Withdrawing his palm, Luo Feng felt a newly condensed dragon-shaped phantom in the veins, and Luo Feng was pleasantly surprised.

With the breakthrough of Blood Soul Transformation, the quality of vitality in his body has been qualitatively improved, which is far superior to that of ordinary Ninth Level Spiritual Spin Realm peak fighters. Luo Feng estimates that with his current strength, he doesn't need to use a knife at all to kill the black-faced middle-aged man. The opponent can be defeated directly with Tianhuo Wangquan, and it will not exceed three punches.

This is still the second, give him a little more time, the blood soul transformation will be able to break through the ninth stage, cultivate into Nine Dragons Guiyuan, and gather a mouthful of true essence. At that time, no matter how invincible he is below the True Yuan Realm, he will be able to sweep away all opponents, even when he meets a true Yuan Realm warrior, he can fight.

Originally, he planned to cultivate the blood soul transformation to the ninth level in one go, but he was worried that something would happen on the way back to the Golden Palace, and he missed the date, so he decided to continue practicing on the road.

"It's time to go back to the Golden Palace."

After calming down, Luo Feng raised his head and glanced at the scorching sun hanging in the sky, his figure flashed and disappeared into the forest.

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