Chapter 201 Demon Temple 3

Lin Feng's words made the demon moon prince Ying Wuya surrender the dragon and even the nine-day demon king Bilei stiffened. The dragon suddenly laughed and said, "Brother Lin Feng is really quick words. Speaking of which, we are really predestined. Don't think that the inn was reunited in the temple for a few days."

Lin Feng turned his eyes and looked at the dragon and said, "Thank you for the reminder. Just because you gave a room to Ben Shao. Don't worry, I will show mercy at that time."

Jianglong suddenly felt a burst of heat on his face, as if he had been slapped in the face. He avoided Lin Feng's eyes and said, "You misunderstood what I mean. I said that these are not begging you to show mercy. In the Zhenmo Tower, you fight against the heroes without dying. In the face of dozens of immortal masters, you can still retreat completely, which shows your ability. It's not small, but I still want to remind you that the place you came here today is called the Temple Palace, which can't be compared with those nine-rate immortals. If you really do it at that time, don't show mercy. To be honest, I also want to see if you can still retreat in the temple palace.

Lin Feng smiled faintly. At this time, the four people had already walked into the Chengtian Pavilion.

The door of Chengtian Pavilion closed with a crash at the moment when Lin Feng and the four people just stepped in. All the cracks disappeared at the moment when the door closed, and the whole pavilion seemed to be completely seamless.

At this moment, eight beams of light suddenly rose around the Chengtian Pavilion, each of which showed a different color, shining the Chengtian Pavilion strangely and colorfully.

At this moment, the konjac holy flower over the Ziwei Palace suddenly exploded, and the colorful light poured down from the sky above the Ziwei Palace. The light of the eight beams outside the Chengtian Pavilion was instantly oppressed by the color of the holy flower, but it did not disappear. It still existed, like shackles, tightly locked the Chengtian Pavilion.

The light of the konjac flower shrouded the whole temple palace. Everyone saw it. At the same time, everyone screamed out, trembling, unbelievable, and calmly looking up... All the people stopped their work and stared at the konjac flowers over the Ziwei Palace.

The konjac holy flower is very beautiful and beautiful. However, in the face of this unique holy flower in the world, no one looks at it with appreciation.

When the divine armor appears in the world, the immortals will die; the konjac flowers will bloom, and the temple will be silent.

All people unconsciously remembered this old saying. For a moment, the faces of the people in the whole temple palace were covered with a faint layer of sadness.

Suddenly, I don't know who shouted, "I'm going to kill Lin Feng now. The holy flower is not too late, but it blooms at this time. The person who destroyed my temple palace must be this one."

As soon as the words fell, someone suddenly answered, "Lin Feng has entered the Chengtian Pavilion. Have you ever seen anyone who can still come out after entering the Chengtian Pavilion?"

"Thirty-six heavens, seventy-two evils, even the real immortals can't come out, let alone him? Besides, now the 137 true disciples in our temple palace are ready. Even if Lin Fengzhen can defeat the thirty-six Tianang seventy-two evils and break through the Chengtian Pavilion, he will suffer the full blow of the 137 true disciples.

"I heard that the seven elders are ready to start the wheel of fate. At that time, let alone Lin Feng, even if the fairy king-level people come, they will not be spared."

"Are you telling the truth? Do the elders want to start the wheel of fate to deal with Lin Feng? So... how horrible is he?" The life of saying this began to tremble a little, as if he was excited and as if he couldn't believe it.

The person who just spoke shook his head and said, "No one knows, but I heard the messenger of the dragon surrender. In the magic tower, he, with his own strength, the masters of the two major forces of the immortal sect, can retreat completely under the blow of the demon king. People with such strength are really terrible."

"Well... This is indeed a personal thing, but even if it is so powerful, it will not start the wheel of fate. In the three worlds, who can change his life against the sky?"

"No, even if he can change his life against the sky, it is still fate. Therefore, whether he can change his life against the sky or not, as long as the wheel of fate is opened, no one will be spared."

"Maybe that when the divine armor appears in the world, the immortals will die, the konjac flowers will bloom, and the temple will die. If the wheel of fate can change and break this prophecy, is this still a prophecy? Recently, Shenjia and Shenghua appeared at the same time. This... Hey..." A man heard several people's words, said a few words faintly, and then shook his head helplessly: "Now no one can predict the result, but it will be revealed soon."

As soon as the man finished speaking, everyone's eyes focused on him. After a moment, all of them suddenly fell silent and quietly looked up at the blooming holy flower over the Ziwei Palace.

The gorgeous light sprinkled from the holy flowers, and the whole temple palace flashed with all kinds of colorful colors.

At this time, the hall in Chengtian Pavilion is quite spacious. Lin Feng sits south. In front of him is a rectangular red carpet with about dozens of squares. The edge of the carpet is inlaid with pearl agate, which shines under the light and looks noble.

On the opposite side of Lin Feng is the Jiutian Demon King, the Demon Moon on the east side, and the dragon on the west side is the dragon. These three people, the strength of any one of them is above the secret land of long life, and their position is extremely unfavorable to Lin Feng. The Nine Heavens Demon King can take Lin Feng directly under his hand. The Demon Moon is good at using the machete, and on the east side, he comes to Lin Feng. It is also a threat. Although the strength of the dragon on the west side is the lowest among the three, no matter how low it is, it is a master of the secret world of long life, so naturally he does not dare to neglect it. However, in the face of the threat of such a lineup, Lin Feng calmly tasted wine and delicious food. It seemed that he was not here to save people, but to play.

At this time, there was a moment of tranquility in Chengtian Pavilion, but there was a little murder in the silence. These murderous atmosphere came from all directions, and even Lin Feng felt that it was in front of him.

However, in the face of these murderous intentions, Lin Feng did not care. Since he understood the Bihai Liancheng Sword, both courage and consciousness have been greatly improved. Therefore, now Lin Feng can be said to be the kind of person who will not blink when the sky falls.

Suddenly, a man came out of a corner and said, "It's really boring to drink and eat meat like this. Well, there are people in martial arts, people in the divine channel, and people in other people's mouths of magic. In short, everyone is a person with a head and face, so today, my younger brother is playing with an axe. Let's drink and have fun for everyone. With a shaking of his wrist, a long gun flew out from behind. The man jumped a little under his feet and stepped forward, grabbed the tail. The head of the long gun swung back with the man's strength. At the same time, he drew a strong breath and went straight to Lin Feng.

With Lin Feng's current strength, it is naturally not difficult to find that the purpose of the man's gun dance is to kill himself, but he pretends not to know. In the face of the momentum that came straight to him, he did not hide. He also raised the wine glass leisurely and sipped the wine gently. At the moment he put down the glass, The gun fell straight on him, but for him, it was enough to tickle. When he put down the glass, he happened to see the man shaking out a gun flower again. Lin Feng immediately patted his hand and praised, "Okay."

The man saw that the gunshot fell firmly on Lin Feng's body, but Lin Feng seemed to be a fine person. What made him more depressed was that Lin Feng did not seem to find this gunshot at this time.

However, the man's intention was not to kill Lin Feng at the same time as the performance, so the gunshot just now did not disturb Lin Feng, and he did not feel any loss. At this time, he was still trying his best to wave the long gun, the gun bloomed, and the gunlight flew around.

Suddenly, Lin Feng unconsciously frowned slightly. At this time, he intuitively told that the man's dancing gun was not to kill himself, but to summon something.

"What on earth is it that makes me feel uneasy?" Lin Feng picked up the glass at the moment of thinking, covering up the doubts in his heart.

[I'm really sorry to accompany you to study during the Qingming Festival. The editor also urged me today, hey...]