History’s Number 1 Founder

Settled three apprentices, Lin Feng himself shakes the black cloud flag and flies toward Hengyue Mountain.

From a distance, I saw a thousand-footed dragonfly in the sky, which is about 100 meters long. This cockroach is dark and dark, flying in the dark clouds, and circling over the Hengyue Mountain, faintly showing off.

Then I saw the main peak of Hengyue Mountain, a purple sword light up the sky, turned into a dragon-shaped light and shadow in the air, and screamed at the sound.

This converges on the arrogance, carrying a group of monks on the back, and falls on the Hengyue Mountain.

Most of the people in the Hengyue faction were attracted to their attention, and Lin Feng easily touched the mountain again.

The leader of the hanging sect is a white-bearded old man, who is cultivated in the middle of the foundation. The affinity is full and laughter bursts out: "Daoyou, you Hengyue has produced a lot of potential seedlings this time."

Hengyue sent Yuan Ying period ancestors to the void battlefield for hundreds of years without information, the Jindan period ancestors in the door are in retreat, the current Hengyue faction head is a middle-aged monk in the late stage of the building.

For the praise of the white-bearded old man, the Hengyue faction is very polite, and the atmosphere between the two sides is extremely harmonious.

Lin Feng secretly sneered, he knows that this friendly and friendly atmosphere will not last long.

Suspended to the road is a guest, was arranged to rest in the room, three days later, the disciples exchange test between the two factions, officially began.

The disciples who participated in the test were basically the level of the training period. Lin Feng came to this world and the Daofa supernaturals that he came into contact with were all relatively high-level. Therefore, the spells and martial arts used by the two disciples in the battle between the two disciples now let Lin Feng mention Can't afford any interest.

Half of his attention was used to hide his whereabouts, and the other half was placed on Wang Lin.

At this time, Wang Lin started to work for a few days, but he was only a famous disciple. No one was allowed to pass the Tao. The work on the mountain was also a chores.

However, Lin Feng actually faintly felt a faint aura fluctuation in Wang Lin. Although it was very weak, it was still far from the first layer of training. However, Wang Lin’s body was indeed tempered. sign.

Lin Feng’s heart is wondering: “Wang Lin’s potential is really amazing, but after all, the bones are poor, even lower than the average level. He belongs to the type of late rise, and should not be improved so soon. ?"

At this moment, Wang Lin followed the regular ruler behind a middle-aged monk, and carefully watched the battles that had already begun on the ring. His figure fell in the middle of the crowd.

Lin Feng’s eyes shifted to the middle-aged monk in front of Wang Lin’s body: “I actually worshipped the master? That’s the way the person passed him, but it’s not so fast.” The middle-aged monk himself, but he’s not too mad. The level of the layer, the person to the middle age is still in this realm, there is basically no potential to dig, this life can successfully build the foundation will be counted.

"It seems that this Wang Lin really got some kind of adventure, not a different treasure artifact, super Tao, is a grandfather." Lin Feng's face is gloomy, this time he is not only the first to be promoted by Hengyue, even the position of the grandfather Let people grab it.

Lin Feng’s mind is calculated. If he does not expect it, most of the hanging sects that Park North’s support will grab the Hengyue’s mountain gate. The Hengyue faction will inevitably surrender and the cohesiveness of the martial art will inevitably decrease.

I was not taken seriously, and now Wang Lin, who has an adventure, may be away from the Hengyue faction.

Plus, now he looks so inconspicuous, Park North and the hanging sects will not see him.

The most important competitor of Lin Feng is the old grandfather who did not know where to come from.

"I don't know how much strength the old ghost has left?" Lin Feng took a long breath and he made up his mind.

Fight old grandfather, grab Wang Lin!

This apprentice he has to fix.

At this time, the competition between the two disciples has also become hot, and a Hengyue disciple has the upper hand, forcing the disciples to have a yellow paper-like instrument to resist.

In the sleeves of the Hengyue disciples, two white lights flew out in the sleeves, and they quickly turned around in the air, hitting the opponent with lightning speed.

The hanging disciple’s disciple screamed, and all his energy was resisting the opponent’s previous offensive. There was no room for another second attack.

At this moment, in the crowd of the hanging disciples in the field, suddenly someone gave a cold sigh, then a black light rushed out, intercepting two white lights directly in the air, under the twist, the white light was broken.

A group of Hengyue factions angered, and the disciples of the hanging sneer sneered into the ring, watching the disciples of the Hengyue faction under the stage, arrogantly said: "You Hengyue sent temperament disciples together Well, I am enough!"

The Hengyue elders who watched the battle also sank and looked at the white-bearded old man who led the leader.

The old man licked his beard and said with a dry cough: "This time we will definitely win or lose. If any of you Hengyue disciples can insist on ten seconds unbeaten, even if you Hengyue won!"

After he paused, he smiled and said: "There is something to take this opportunity to explain. Today, if I want to win the suspension, I have to add a little more than the previous ones. This Hengyue Mountain needs to borrow my hangings. Five hundred years!"

When Lin Feng heard what he said, he laughed silently: "Come on, come, this is coming!"

All the faces of the Hengyue School monks have changed slightly. The eyes of the Hengyue School are squinting: "Dao You, are you kidding?"

The white-bearded old man smiled and didn't answer, and turned to the arrogant hanging disciple on the ring, saying: "Unlock the symbol."

This person heard the words open the clothes, revealing a piece of paper, taking off the paper, suddenly violently rising, showing the strength of the perfect period of training.

But what is even more striking is that the piece of paper, a group of Hengyue faction to see the foundation of the monks met, are all surprised.

The white beard old man said faintly: "Daoyou, this paper note you also saw, the above-mentioned force can not be produced by the non-Yuan Ying ancestors. To be honest, my hanging ancestor Zongpu Beizi ancestors returned from the void battlefield. ... He brought back the news, you Hengyue two ancestors, all fallen."

"My hanging sect is in the past, so I didn't take it by myself, but I left a feeling for the Hengyue faction. This time, if the Hengyue faction wins, then the matter will pass, I have already said Passed, Huanglong Daoyou, continue to compare!"

Facts have proved that the most powerful martial arts disciple of the Hengyue faction is not only practicing the ten-layered temper, but several people are not the opponents of the martial arts.

Lin Feng laughed very unscrupulously. He vaguely thought that if his own nine-turning soul Dan helped Pu Beizi to heal the injury in advance, this exchange of test might not be so early.

If it is not done in advance, this exchange test is likely to become the first battle of the novice village where Wang Lin’s children rise on the legendary road.

In the same door, Wanma Qiqi, the other side arrogant to the hegemony of the extreme, went up and slap the opponent to fan down, which shocked the audience, and then embarked on their own road.

Hey, what a perfect script?

But now, the test is ahead of schedule. Wang Lin was just tempered into the body, and even the first layer of training did not reach. How can he dominealism and turn the tide?

Sure enough, this exchange test, the Hengyue faction lost without suspense, a group of Hengyue disciples in the heart of bitter, sorrowful and angry look at the other side.

The news about the fall of Yuan Ying's ancestors is more like a huge stone, and it is heavy on everyone's heart.

Wang Lin was mixed in the crowd, his expression was angry and lost, but he could do nothing.

His eyes are extremely complicated, and he subconsciously touches his own arms, and his desire for strength becomes stronger.

With the hope of the case, the Hengyue faction did not move, but they waited for despair.

Five days later, a black cloud shrouded the top of Hengyue Mountain, and a thunderous sound sounded through the sky.

"Old man Pu Beizi, the small children of Hengyue School are all coming out to the old man!"