Chapter 298 Reincarnation
A complex mountain area runs across the eyes of Mufeng, and the reason why Mufeng stops here is that the first half of the mountain is still extremely lush. In the second half, it is all depressed and corrupt. The vegetation is stained with death without a trace of vitality, and the sky is also gray. It seems to be condensed by that kind of dead air.
The two extreme forces exist here, but they do not invade each other. They just quietly stick to their posts. As soon as I stepped into the second half of the defeated mountain, a stream of death rapidly eroded towards Mu Feng and several people. Perhaps because it is also the outermost, the power is very small, and as long as there is a slight energy fluctuation, it can be completely broken.
Until the Yuehou, the sharp blade-like peaks were as dead and solid as a rock, without vitality, and there was no aura at all. Then, the lush plants grew out, surrounding all the peaks, green and dripping. In a few more steps, the changes of the mountain plants on the side are as fast as the Beijing spectrum, and even the plants in their footsteps are staged so violently.
"Empty flower, ethereal flower? Empty flower! Empty flower..." Mu Feng muttered from time to time, and then looked around, but the problem was that Mu Feng did not know what it looked like, so it would undoubtedly be much more difficult to find.
The dark gray ground, the faint dead air spread up, and Mu Feng deliberately slowed down from entering the situation of life and death. Dead bones can be seen on the ground from time to time, some have been weathered, but some still maintain that smooth appearance. In the green forest, some huge monsters, with low strength, accidentally stepped into the land eroded by death and instantly turned into a pile of dead bones.
"Is there anyone?" Mu Feng said doubtfully that in his feeling, there were several strong breaths in front of the left. In this world of life and death, he could meet other people. Mu Feng and others accelerated their speed and quickly swept towards the point where the breath existed.
Stepping into the air, in the high sky not far away, Mufeng and several people stopped. Looking at the pile of people, I initially judged that the two factions should confront each other, and they are not from the same camp. The breath of these two groups of people feels similar, but there is no such strong people at the Holy Land level. I don't know where the dispute they have come from?
"Good stuff, how can you take it away like this?" One of the men said lightly.
"This is what we got first. Do you want to grab it?" A man opposite said coldly.
"Good things, of course, there is a share in the sight, otherwise we won't be at a loss?"
"It seems that there is no possibility of negotiation, but this thing is indeed the first thing we got. If you don't give way, I think we can only force it." The other man is also very tough.
The battle is imminent, but what makes Mu Feng curious is that one of the elders has been staying behind the battlefield and feels that the other party's breath is not very strong. There is only the seventh-level intermediate strength. Why did he appear in such a dangerous place?
The fire fighting between the two sides was damaged, while the Mufeng and others in the distance quietly looked at the battlefield here and were not in a hurry to participate. The golden light lingered around several people, completely wrapping the breath. The battle continued, but Mu Feng couldn't stand it anymore. He motioned to several people on the side and rushed to the battlefield.
"Excuse me, everyone below, what are you doing here? If it's convenient, can you ask a question? Mu Feng stood still in mid-air and asked the two groups below indifferently. Jin Ling, ghosts and evil dragons stood behind Mu Feng, one with no expression, one unable to see clearly, and a smiling face.
Sure enough, what Mu Feng said worked. The two groups of people below were obediently separated, because as long as Mu Feng's group intervened, it was likely that the balance just now would be immediately broken.
"The above people, we just have some personal affairs. If the uncle is still alive, he will definitely give me everything and tell you what you want to know." One of the middle-aged uncles said loudly that he did not despise the young people because of Mufeng. It was definitely something that a strong man could do.
Mu Feng and others slowly landed on the opposite side. The two groups of people who were still standing just now couldn't help retreating. They only heard one of the men say to the opposite wave of people: "Why don't you solve them first? Let's see that their strength is not very strong. In that case, if we compete with each other, won't there be fewer opponents?"
It seemed that what the man said was also reasonable. Two groups of people actually turned their eyes to Mufeng at the same time. What was revealed in their eyes was murder. They wanted to completely devour Mufeng and others.
"Has the united front been reached so soon?" Mu Feng said coldly that this was completely unexpected. This group of people actually pointed the finger directly at Mu Feng.
"Stop talking nonsense, let's go!" Seven or eight strong men with heavenly strength flashed directly towards Mu Feng and several people. This should have been an undeniable result. They had a great chance of winning two-to-one, but they still underestimated the explosive power of Mufeng's group of people, and they were not weak at all.
Jin Ling was the first to end the battle. He didn't need to use any energy, extreme speed, simple fists, and each punch fell and directly scrapped an opponent. After the battle, Jin Ling stood aside to watch the play and did not mean to help.
The strength is not much different, and even how can an opponent who is lower than himself escape the confinement of Mufeng? The golden light flashed, and the sacred stone blade is powerful. Under a single knife, it directly leaves a wound on the other party's body. It can't be repaired in a short time. Blood trickled, dripping on the ground and died instantly. The spirit of death is worn out.
The battle was unexpected by several people. Under several fights, many people were killed and injured on their side. Several people who wanted to escape actually found themselves being stared at by something, and their bodies were imprisoned and unable to move. The giggle smile appeared in front of one of them. The evil dragon's face appeared, and the powerful destructive power condensed in the hands of the evil dragon and went directly to the opponent's body.
"Disappear!" Mu Feng muttered softly that for enemies hostile to him, Mu Feng had never been soft-hearted. The white shadow slowly opened his eyes, and a huge roar roared out from the stone blade. The golden introverted, the stone blade scratched the other party's body, and the golden big hand transformed into a golden hand and patted directly towards the man beside him, with his left hand. The golden blade condensed again, and before the smoke and dust dissipated, Mu Feng's body flashed in, and the golden blade of light directly penetrated into the other party's body.
The huge Mingwang Xuxiang directly hit the other party's body under the guidance of the evil dragon. In front of the evil dragon with super speed, reaction and attack ability, other means in this order have become a bubble. The opponent's body was like a kite with a broken line, with a large amount of blood coming out of his mouth and falling to the ground. However, because of the nature of the evil dragon, even if it had such a great advantage, he still stopped and did not kill again.
The black fog swallowed, and the ghost's haunted figure was directly the opponent's nightmare. Black directly enveloped the opponent, and an expressionless body appeared and fell straight to the ground.
The old man with seventh-level intermediate strength who has been watching the battle in front of him has no movement, even if there is any mass death and injury. When the battle is about to start, Mufeng has time to look at the old man not far away. He can only be described as not amazing in appearance. His body has even appeared slightly ricke and thin, which is simply a strange flower on the messy grave.
"That father-in-law, what's the reason why you have been here? Why don't you run away? What's the relationship between that group of people and you just now, as if you are indifferent." Mu Feng stepped forward and asked faintly.
"My father-in-law is just a stinky old man. Killing my father-in-law will only stain your hands, and I'm not with them. I just took some money and did something for them." The old man is neither humble nor arrogant, and replied.
"How dare you ask your father-in-law, what did they entrust you to do?" Mu Feng felt that there was a play. So many people even had to take one person to pull their legs. The identity of the old man was really intriguing.
"I just asked my father-in-law to help me find something. Although my father-in-law is not talented, he knows a little about feng shui and some medicinal herbs. I'm ashamed to say that I'm just making a living." The old man brushed the slightly longer beard and said.