Chapter 958: Big Sister

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The waning moon hangs high, the night wind is like a knife, and the roar of beasts resounding in the endless mountains is instantly torn to pieces. Please search (品#书……网) to see the most complete! The fastest updated novel

The mountains, the cold moon, and the vast sky and earth are filled with a desolate and desolate atmosphere, which makes people feel a sense of horror involuntarily.

Amongst the rocks in the col, a dancing bonfire added a bit of vitality to the deep night.

Leaning against a boulder, Luo Feng fiddled with the bonfire.

Looking at the flames dancing like a ghost, Luo Feng said to himself:

"This is already in the depths of Yunling, and you should be able to return to the Golden Palace tomorrow morning. I don't know if Xia Yunjing and the others have returned safely, and Shui Linglong, last time she chased and killed the blood knife demon general in the Misty Swamp, but the blood knife demon general and the blood knife The poisonous demon will appear in Dayang City..."

Snapped!

The branch in his hand snapped off suddenly, interrupting Luo Feng's thoughts.

With a wry smile, Luo Feng stopped thinking wildly, Shui Linglong has a noble status, if something really happened, he should have heard about it in Dongyan City.

With a thought, Luo Feng took out a wooden box and a wine jar.

Boo!

The cork was opened, and a strong aroma of wine came out.

"Good wine!"

Luo Feng couldn't help admiring the drink.

The wine rushed into his lungs, it didn't have the hotness of strong wine, but it felt refreshing, as if moistened by rain and dew, which made him feel refreshed and exhausted.

Picking up the wooden box, Luo Feng took a piece of pastry with a smile on his lips.

A few red leaves are dotted on the round pastry, which looks like a smiling face of a person. If he hadn't known it in advance, Luo Feng would not have thought it was made by the shy little Sang.

After eating more than half of the pastries in the wooden box, Luo Feng clapped his hands, ready to start training.

The last three levels of the Spiritual Revolving Realm are harder to break through than the first. Luo Feng has already touched the threshold of the eighth level of the Spiritual Revolving Realm, but if there is no opportunity, it will take a while to break through the realm.

"Lu Xiaoyun has broken through to the ninth level of the Spiritual Spinning Realm, and with my current strength, it is far from enough.

If you want to surpass him, you can't waste a little time..."

Thoughts flashed through his mind, Luo Feng did a good job crossing his legs, and began to operate the Nine Transformations of the Dragon.

Kung fu and martial arts are all external factors, and the cultivation fundamentally depends on the warrior himself.

Even if one possesses top-level skills, if one doesn't practice hard, sooner or later one will lose sight of everyone, Luo Feng sees this very clearly.

Acura...

As the dragon's chant echoed in his body, Luo Feng's vitality gradually accelerated.

Being in the dangerous Yunling Mountains, he didn't dare to be careless, and kept a little energy aside, paying attention to the wind and grass nearby.

Doing so will certainly affect the speed of cultivation, but it will not be life-threatening.

The night was getting dark.

As the vitality circulated in the body one after another, the original vitality of Huang Yuanlao remaining in Luo Feng's body became less and less, and more than 80% of it had been swallowed up.

After completely refining the vitality of the peak martial artist in the eighth level of the Spiritual Spinning Realm left in his body, Luo Feng guessed that he could almost step into the eighth level of the Spiritual Spinning Realm.

call out……

The night wind suddenly picked up violently, and the gravel on the ground rolled wildly.

Um?

Luo Feng frowned, and suddenly opened his eyes.

boom!

Putting out the bonfire with a palm, Luo Feng's figure flashed, hidden in the shadow of the rocks, staring at the night sky to the west.

After a few breaths, a colorful light suddenly appeared in the dark night sky.

The rays of light became bigger and bigger, rendering the clouds in a grotesque manner. With the dim moonlight, a slender figure could be faintly wrapped in it.

"Who is so bold, dare to fly in the night of Yunling..."

Luo Feng was a little surprised.

Although this Yunling mountain range is not a ferocious place, there are countless ferocious monsters entrenched in it, which is very dangerous, Luo Feng did not dare to be so ostentatious.

Moreover, this direction was to go to the Linglong Palace, and for a while, he became a little more curious about the identity of the visitor.

The seven-colored mysterious cloud was very fast, within a few breaths, it had already reached the sky above Luo Feng.

In the splendid brilliance, a woman with delicate features and delicate features stepped on the colorful streamer and strolled in the courtyard. It seemed that the speed was slow, but in fact it was incredibly fast.

"is her!"

Seeing the person coming, Luo Feng raised his eyebrows, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and his figure flashed, appearing a hundred meters away, with dark red flames rising all over his body, and he stepped down with one step.

Boom!

The mountains trembled, and the 100-meter-high peak broke from the middle, and the 30-40-meter-high mountain turned into a huge fireball.

"snort!"

A soft hum sounded in mid-air, without the slightest panic on her delicate and pretty face, she stopped and pressed lightly in the air with her plain palm.

"Hundred Blossom Tribulation!"

hum!

The colorful mysterious light was in full bloom, and the flowers bloomed and shattered in mid-air. The sky was full of colorful petals, flying in the air, like a rain of flowers, rendering the night sky into colorful colors, extremely gorgeous.

Boom!

The huge fireball collided with the flower rain and shattered in an instant. The resulting shock wave directly cut off the two nearby buildings, and the gravel shot randomly, smashing the ground into big holes.

brush!

Luo Feng had expected it a long time ago, and immediately propped up his vitality shield to resist the spreading shock wave, but his whole body was still thrown tens of meters away, almost buried by the rubble.

The woman's eyebrows were raised, a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she pointed out casually with her finger.

hum!

The air produced circles of subtle ripples, and the slender fingertips, like jade, condensed a little bit of strong colorful mysterious light.

In the next moment, the light suddenly exploded and turned into a huge seven-colored spirit flower, spinning and flying down towards Luo Feng's position.

chi chi chi chi...

The petals split the air into fragments, and the spirit was overwhelming. Before the gravel got close, it turned into dust.

At this moment, a clear voice suddenly sounded among the rocks.

"Elder Sister is really powerful, Luo Feng is willing to bow down."

Hearing this, the delicate woman's eyes flickered slightly, and with a wave of her hand, the seven-colored spirit flower that seemed to have infinite power dissipated into nothingness.

Stepping on the streamer, the delicate woman appeared in front of Luo Feng in an instant.

The woman has delicate features, a plain skirt dotted with plum blossoms, her manners are elegant, and she has the temperament of a lady of every family. She is Yan Feihua, the elder sister of Linglong Palace.

Sweeping her bright eyes, Yan Feihua's eyes fell on Luo Feng, and there was a smile on her lips that she didn't know was happy or angry:

"Junior Brother Luo Feng, what are you doing?"

Luo Feng patted his clothes, walked out from the rocks, and said with a smile:

"I was practicing here just now, and suddenly felt a powerful aura approaching. I thought it was a monster attacking, so I shot it hastily. I didn't expect it to be a senior sister. I offended you. I hope the senior sister will not blame you."

"Shot in a hurry?"

With a smile on the corner of Yan Feihua's mouth, she waved her hand, and there was a sound of piercing through the air, and the wine jar from a thousand meters away flew into her hand.

Luo Feng's heart skipped a beat, secretly thinking that something was wrong.

The wine jar is a thousand meters away, but he is here, obviously he didn't make a hasty move.

Yan Feihua Qiongbi approached the mouth of the altar, sucked her nose lightly, nodded and said:

"The aroma of the wine is strong but not strong, and the aftertaste has the fragrance of rain and dew. This is the Qingyang Yulu wine that only existed in the Dali Dynasty."

Saying that, Yan Feihua raised her neck, took a sip, her eyes brightened slightly, and praised:

"This wine is probably two hundred years old. When I was a guest in the imperial city of the Dali Dynasty, the Qingyang Yulu wine I drank was no more than that. Junior brother, I didn't expect you to have this fine wine."

Speaking of this, Yan Feihua stopped suddenly, and staring at Luo Feng with her starry eyes under her black eyebrows, she said with a smile: "Junior brother, you just now..."

Could it be that Luo Feng didn't understand the meaning of Yan Feihua's words, sighed secretly, and could only take out the remaining jar of Qingyang Yulu wine.

"If Senior Sister likes it, there is another altar here."

"Well, then Senior Sister will not be polite."

Yan Feihua stretched out her jade hand, took the wine jar, and put it in the storage ring, but she didn't ask about what happened just now, as if nothing had happened.

Luo Feng smiled wryly, to be able to become a senior sister is indeed not an ordinary person.

After getting a jar of Qingyang Yulu Wine, Yan Feihua was in a great mood. Thinking of the power of Luo Feng's blow just now, there was a trace of doubt in her brows and eyes. She looked at Luo Feng, and her gaze froze after just one glance.

"Hey! Junior brother, your cultivation level..."