Chapter 36 Lost Xuangong

Feng Motou saw that this strong enemy Yuanyang blew up without shadow, and he was no longer happy. From then on, the master "Taishang Demon" appeared, with magic skills, looking at the whole world, no one can match him, which can be called the first in the world.

A plum blossom, flying in the sky, oh! Flying freely in the blue sky and becoming a fragrant shadow flying flower, it can be seen that the plum blossom cultivated by himself is also full of strong momentum, with unique energy, and infinite magic!

Feng Mo looked at the victory in sight and chased the Shaolin monk's soul. He had gone to death, but he did not expect to kill a strong enemy on the way, carry out a strong blockade, send out lightning and thunder, and blow up most of the demon monsters to die and flee. He suffered a heavy blow and greatly damaged his vitality. He had to take the troops back to the devil's nest and wait for the opportunity. As soon as it comes to revitalize the demon army, he rushes to the line of fire and kills into the arena. Who will kill the deer? Just look at the magical red flower party!

Feng Motou took this remnant demon beast to Qinling Mountain and entered the magic cave to raise soldiers and training beasts. After a period of rest, he said that he was waiting for the recovery of the spirit of the primordial spirit and killed out of the world again.

Ling Feng rushed out of the flame with the magic of a plum blossom and had to escape. Otherwise, he could not escape and died on the spot.

A plum blossom, with a powerful demon surname, rushed out of the sea of fire with Ling Feng and was reborn in the fire.

Ling Fengrao tried his best. He was in a bad mind. A plum blossom flew into the park and landed on a lawn. He reluctantly struggled out of the stamens. He was paralyzed to the ground and could get up there! Lie on your back and gasp.

There is an electric current flowing in Ling Feng's blood vessels. He concentrates his energy to restore his power. He still takes a lot of effort. He can't calm down and collect gas. The real qi disperses in the limbs and bones, and it is difficult to gather a little Yuanyang.

The fierce beast attack was fierce and fierce, and it did not give in.

Ling Feng played Xuangong to the extreme before he defeated the fierce bird Warcraft. After that, he escaped with a plum blossom.

A plum blossom can devour living people, a wisp of ghosts, hidden in the stamens, and the person who is inhaled into the stamens has no strong power. If he can fight against the plum blossom energy, he will be trapped and can't come out of it. It becomes a wisp of incense soul, raising the flower branch to be more magical.

Feng Mo became famous by leaning on a plum blossom. He was raised as a treasure and never left his hand. That is, after Feihua attacked the enemy, as long as he made a gesture, the flower automatically flew back to the palm of his hand.

A plum blossom, the flying flower is invincible. It swallows it when it sees the living, and sucks into the stamens to raise the devil's name more strongly.

Who knows that Feihua will take action this time? A plum blossom was so stubborn that it refused to return to its mind and flew back to the palm of its hand. It flew away by itself and disappeared.

Ling Feng couldn't gather a trace of true qi. Xuangong was exhausted and lay flat on the lawn. He fell asleep in a daze. When he woke up, it took a lot of effort to get up. He felt that he was weak and became an ordinary person.

Ling Feng was exhausted in a battle with the fierce bird and the beast. He held a plum blossom. After more than two hours of dust, he came to the "Feng Qingyueming" inn and lived in the upper room.

Ling Feng sits quietly and builds the foundation, and always can't lift the true qi. The blood of the vein seems to be frozen, not surging and flowing, which is no different from ordinary people.

Unconsciously, the more than a month passed quickly.

Ling Feng couldn't recover his mysterious skills, but he still seemed at a loss. He ran out of silver on his body and went out of the inn alone. After several twists and turns, he became a beggar, so he had to eat along the way. He really became the master of the beggar gang!

Ling Feng wandered around in Liu'an City, trying to climb Dabie Mountain to absorb the blood of the magic wolf to recover his skills. An ordinary person who could climb the main peak of the white horse, but could not drive the magic of only a plum blossom, so he had to give up this idea.

Ling Feng had no choice but to take one step at a time. Holding the belief that there must be a way before people go to the mountain, he was not angry. He walked through the streets and begged to maintain the element of life, and then managed to restore his mysterious skills.

Soon, Ling Feng's face was gray, his clothes were ragged, and his life was hard. He was hungry and suffered from poverty.

Turning around the city, when you walk to the door of a restaurant, there is a plaque hanging on the door of the restaurant, with gold words on a red background: "Beautiful wine is mellow", and there is a birthday character on the door. The golden and brilliant handwriting radiates bright eyes. It can be seen that a rich man has held a rich birthday banquet in the restaurant.

Ling Feng was really hungry. He poured two pieces of lead on his feet, so heavy that he couldn't walk. He stepped up the steps step by step and walked to the door of the restaurant, trying to get a bite to eat.

There were two rough men standing at the gate of the restaurant. There was a guy named Crocodile. He stared fiercely and said, "Call Huazi, and you don't open your eyes. What is this place? Are you the one who should come? With a dirty and sloppy appearance, he dared to go up to the door to beg for food. Today, it's the master's sixtyth birthday. Why don't you get out of here. If you don't know each other, be careful to serve him with a stick.

Ling Feng was so hungry that he still raised his legs and stepped up the steps, but his feet were a little crooked and he stepped up to the next level. He could stand this kind of cowardly. He said sarcastically, "Uh-huh! What do you dare to do? Isn't there a rich man who has a birthday banquet in a wine shop? Can't you still eat people? The begger was so hungry that he starved to death outside. He didn't just break in to take a bite to eat, hum! Isn't it two watchdogs standing at the door, opening their teeth and claws, barking blindly? Isn't it just a dog relying on human power? It's not too much bullying. Otherwise, you will be good-looking later. In the future, you should learn to be more clever.

Ling Feng is a resolute man. He has lost his power and has become a ranks of beggars. He has always been arrogant. Looking at the white-eyed and black faces of these villains, he ate this way, and his heart burst into anger and scolded the dog slaves who bullied others.

There was a guy named Lazy Wolf. He heard that the beggar's tone was not good, and he also scolded the crocodile as a dog's power. This sounded harsh, and his heart poked. Even the clay figurine had to change his face, and his face turned blue with anger. He said maliciously, "It's also very arrogant to beg Huazi. It's the first time I've met him. I don't know the sky. How high and thick it is, and the tone is careless. It's really rare in the world. In the past, the poor beggars I met were either nodding or bowing in a low voice. I had never seen such a high-profile challenger. It seemed to be a strong beggar and came to the door to beg for food!"

Ling Feng's face was as usual and there was no fear. He walked unsteadily and his feet were a little crooked. He walked towards the restaurant step by step and had stepped up several steps.

Crocodile and lazy wolf nodded their heads, picked up a wooden stick casually, swept the stick, hit left and right, and swept to Lingfeng's thigh.

Ling Feng has practiced her husband and has a calm mentality. Although he has lost all his mysterious skills, his steps are still not messy. Somehow he stepped on the air with one foot, one staggered, and his body raised up, and crossed two wooden sticks. The two wooden sticks did not hit people. He was not satisfied in his heart, but they got through their own tricks.

"Bang!" The two wooden sticks hit each other hard and exchanged strength with each other, which was more powerful than anyone else.

"What's up!" With a sound, the two wooden sticks were as strong as each other and broke them all together, which made the master's palms numb and his arms sore.

The crocodile and the lazy wolf couldn't help but be stunned. They looked at each other and each other. They raised half of the short stick in their hands and hit Ling Feng's shoulder fiercely.