Chapter 606 Fairy Beast Dragon Sculpture

In addition to sighing, he finally understood that if he swallowed it like this, Lin Feng's split strength is growing indefinitely. No one knows where the limit of his devouring is.

Little Phoenix also looked at the change of Lin Feng's split in surprise. She thought that Lin Feng's magic weapon split could be infinitely close to the critical point of transformation this time, but looking at the posture in front of her, all inferences are not reliable at all.

"Lin Feng, my vitality is greatly damaged and I need to be trained. You can take us all in. Now you have a fighting power of 5 billion yuan. Even if you meet an ordinary peak semi-saint, you can escape calmly. Be careful in the future."

Lin Feng nodded and put her into the inner space of the plate of fate.

"Bato, let's leave here immediately. The magic roaring sky left its own soul mark in the tribe. Once he dies, it will definitely attract the attention of the other party. If we chase another peerless peak semi-saint, I'm afraid we can't resist it. After Lin Feng finished speaking, his whole body began to change, and he became a middle-aged man.

Bato's palm taught the divine mind carefully scanned it several times and couldn't help exclaiming, "Unless you show your real body, others really can't see through you."

"The transformation of demons is not something that everyone can understand." Lin Feng's split is also a little proud. At the beginning, when the venerable of the demon sect taught this art of transformation on behalf of the demon, there were more elements of appreciation and compensation. Who would have thought that hundreds of years later, the little monk in those years would also stand at the peak of the ordinary world of immortal cultivation.

There are many ancient sects that have been passed down for thousands of years. Their background is very profound, but they are born and have no interest in competing for hegemony. They are all hidden in a relatively far-reaching space. Even this catastrophe has not heard half of their news.

The immortal cultivation world in the southern continent is in a catastrophe. Lin Feng and Bato Zhangjiao have seen with their own eyes that more than 30 sects, large and small, have been completely destroyed. From which ruins sects, you can clearly sense that countless strong people can come out of the summoning array.

"Hey, the powerful immortal sects such as the Magic Pattern Gate, the Tianxin Gate, the Zhengyi Gate, the Huayang Palace, the Nine Swords School, etc. are all over, and the southern continent no longer has the ability to reverse the universe." Seeing countless ruins, Bato was a little helpless and lonely. He used to be the leader of a large sect, but now he only has the fate of exile.

Lin Feng is also in a very bad mood. What does the great existence of chess want to do? This game of chess has been played for too long. Fortunately, the immortals are different. The disaster of immortals has not caused much change in the mortal world, which is also a great blessing in misfortune.

"Bato, I'm going to go to the other two continents to see how much I can save. Fortunately, my own Taoist weapon is about to be promoted. At that time, once it transforms into a top-level middle-level, then a large number of monks can be taken in. The venerable can also be regarded as leaving some blood inheritance for the world of Yiling.

Barto's face showed admiration.

There was no place to remember in the southern mainland. Lin Feng and Bato made up their mind and immediately moved out instantly. Along the way, they also killed countless monks, fierce beasts, and all the treasures they had were swallowed up.

Lin Feng's split is like a terrible bottomless hole. No matter how much he swallows, he is not satisfied. Barto has also gained a lot of benefits on the way to teach. He is more courteous to Lin Feng.

Woth.. Two figures appeared on the sea. Lin Feng waved his hand, and a light flashed, and a handsome teenager appeared.

"Young master."

Lin Feng nodded and said with a smile, "Since you have achieved the road and transformed into a fairy beast, you will be called a little dragon in the future."

"All the creations of my subordinates are rewarded by the young master, and any decision of the young master is subject to my orders." The little dragon statue is very respectful. When he followed Lin Feng, he was a six-level spirit beast. If he followed the normal cultivation speed, he would not have no chance to win the road for ten thousand years. However, after only a few hundred years, he turned into a fairy beast, and his achievements were several times stronger than normal.

Thinking of those coveted immortal bloodlines, the countless high-level fierce beasts, the blood of Warcraft, this kind of fairy fate that has been rare for thousands of years, was actually encountered by him. I'm afraid that those friends who were with him are still wandering in the original state.

The little dragon sculpture is even more respectful to Lin Feng.

"I need you to take it for you." Lin Feng only said this sentence, and the little dragon eagle immediately jumped and turned into a huge flying fairy beast. His huge size looked more like the descendants of Yalong, and the wings more than 500 meters long were more like the wings of a roc bird, and there was a weak layer of space rule power fluctuating all over his body.

Bato palm teaches to look at the fairy beast in front of him with envy. Once such a fairy beast awakens its talent, its future growth will be unstoppable. Especially this kind of fairy beast that awakens the power of space rules, not to mention the combat power, there is no problem in self-preservation alone.

The two stood on the back of the little dragon eagle and saw his wings gently wave. Everything in front of them turned into thin threads, and the next breath had reached seven million miles away. Lin Feng's split feels better. After all, his body has tens of millions of miles in an instant, and only seven million miles is within his psychological endurance.

But Bato Zhangjiao was shocked. He is a semi-saint, and his full teleportation is only more than four million miles, which is already his limit. At the beginning, the magic Xiaotian chased Lin Feng all the way from the eastern continent. With his cultivation of the peerless peak semi-saint, the teleportation speed was also far behind Lin Feng, not to mention that this Bato, who had not yet reached the peak of the semi-saint, was in charge.

"Little dragon sculpture, slow down a little more." Lin Feng's split mind moved and found that the dense army of fierce beasts was washing the sea beasts with blood, and the whole sea water was stained blood red.

The little dragon sculpture slowed down the flight speed this time, and he also sensed countless delicious meals.

Lin Feng's split body threw out the slave circle, and immediately bloomed with trillions of blood rays, covering all the way, and all the fierce beasts were swallowed up. Lin Feng held the slave circle in his left hand, and his feet teleported to a large army of troops. He locked those Warcraft-level venerable, Taishang. With his combat strength of more than 5 billion, the general Taishang can't stand the power at all. Lin Feng didn't want to let them die. For him, it was much better to take him as a believer than to kill him.

Bato palm teacher also took action, and the knife light waved out one after another. Soon there were hundreds of fierce beasts, and the warcraft became the soul under the knife. Then open the country of the field and collect them all. These high-level fierce beasts are of great value, as well as those venerable-level warcrafts.

Little dragon sculpture looked at the fierce appearance of Bato's palm, and there was a trace of contempt in his eyes. Mad, this old guy must have made bad benefits with the young master's buttocks. He had to do it quickly. He turned into a human shape, opened his mouth and blew, and a foamy sphere flew out, instantly turning into an extremely huge canopy, covering it.