Ji Jin was stunned and immediately shook his head. "That's worse. It's far from qualified to enter the inner door. Sorry, Sima protector."

"The headmaster is serious. I just do my best." Sima Feng smiled, not surprised.

How many young talents in Yanling mansion want to join the inner door of Liyan gate, and the number of candidate disciples every year can be said to be broken.

Compared with Li Yanmen, the overlords of Lvyan City, such as LV family and Fang family, are nothing. You know, Li Yanmen is a transcendent existence in Yanling mansion. It can be described as a tripartite confrontation with Yanling wanzu and Qiyue palace. It is slightly better than Qiyue palace and only inferior to Yanling wanzu.

It governs the fifteen cities south of Yanling mansion. Every city of Liyan gate is better than Lvyan city!

In fact, the area where Lvyan city is located is a fragmented collection of small cities. Unlike liyanmen, every city

That's a big Mac!

The number of disciples joining Liyan gate every year even exceeds the total number of disciples of all sects in Lvyan city.

Ji Jin's eyes fell on the light screen, looked at Lin Feng's figure, and said calmly, "his combat performance and strength are no worse than those of our inner disciples. Unfortunately, he is not Xinghai level. Otherwise, he is barely qualified to be a candidate for inner disciples."

It is very important to give full play to combat strength.

Some martial artists can give full play to 10% or even 12% of their strength.

However, most martial artists can generally give full play to 80% of their strength, which is good.

Sima Feng smiled, "his name is Lin Feng, headmaster. Before I leave, this little guy has broken through the star sea level."

Ji Jin nodded with no intention. In his opinion, Lin Feng was barely qualified to enter the inner gate disciple candidate. Such a Miao had too many Li Yanmen every year. In his position, he had no time to take care of such things. He smiled calmly, "Xia'er is too bullying to participate in such a small martial arts competition?"

Sima Feng smiled, "Xia'er won the championship and thousands won the runner up."

Ji Jin smiled, which was not unexpected.

But

"But after the martial arts contest, Xia'er and Na Linfeng fought privately, but they lost." Sima Feng said casually.

"Xia'er... Lose to him?" Ji Jin frowned and pointed to the light screen.

"Yes, leader, Xia'er is reluctant to lose in the competition." Sima Feng said frankly, looking at Lin Feng's figure on the light screen with bright eyes. "In terms of strength, this little guy is really not as good as Xia'er, but his intuition and strength to fight are exquisite and amazing."

"It's impossible to defeat Xia'er?" Ji Jin was stunned.

Ji Xia is among the younger disciples of his age, but he ranks among the top ten of Liyan gate. It's true!

"Xia'er's Indigo pupil was hurt and did not recover." Sima Feng shook his head. "If not, even if Lin Feng's combat strength is strong, he can't win."

i see!

Ji Jin nodded suddenly.

Without his indigo pupil, Ji Xia is like a bird with broken wings, and his strength is less than 20% or 30%.

But

Even so, it's amazing!

"When he defeated Xia'er, he just broke through the star sea level and didn't understand the star power?" Ji Jin's eyes were deep.

"Yes." Sima Feng nodded.

Ji Jin's eyes flashed gently and thoughtfully.

Just break through the Xinghai level, you can defeat Ji Xia, who is in the fourth level of Xinghai level and the third level of star control power without realizing the star power.

This Lin Feng is quite not simple!

"Is there any solicitation, Sima to protect the Dharma?" Ji Jin asked.

"Yes, but... He still hesitated and didn't make a decision." Sima Feng said truthfully.

"Oh?" Ji Jin smiled.

"I can't even see the inner door of the fierce wild goose gate. This little guy named Lin Feng..."

"It's interesting."

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Chaotic swamp.

Completely into the purple swamp, Wei Hai looked nervous and camped step by step.

If he is the only one who enters with the second-order strength of Xinghai level, it is purely the old birthday star hanging.

Here, too dangerous!

An endless stream of exotic animals, mutant Warcraft, and even all kinds of aggressive wood spirits. Wei Hai's nerves are tight and his spine is cold. He can still remember the thrilling scene just now. He was almost swallowed by a pitcher. Fortunately, Lin Feng came in time

If not, the dead will be wronged.

"The purple swamp is terrible."

"I don't know what the deepest red swamp will be like."

Wei Hai was curious. The deepest red swamp in the chaotic swamp was only accessible to martial artists above the star master level.

With his strength, there is no hope in his life.

"Remember the terrain and hope to enter the purple swamp again one day." Wei Hai nodded.

Lin Feng will lead the way this time, but not next time. But this is undoubtedly a rare experience. Even if he doesn't have the strength to enter, he can draw a map. It's impossible to say that in ten or twenty years, there will be outstanding descendants among the disciples who can enter.

Isn't it an opportunity?

"However, the purple swamp recorded here and in the zongmen books seems to..."

"Not the same."

Wei Hai frowned and felt a little strange.

The wood spirits here are not "docile", but very violent.

Aggressive, even stronger than monsters!



"Just less than half a year, it turned out to be like this." Lin Feng's eyes were shining and his heart said secretly.

But I didn't expect such earth shaking changes to happen here. The air was filled with an uncomfortable stillness. Compared with the last time I entered, the swamp seemed deserted and abandoned. It was a feeling of lack of "vitality".

"Warcraft is not only mutated, but also mutated with Mu Ling."

"What on earth... Caused this?"

Lin Feng thought in his heart, but he couldn't get the answer.

Pick up the 'white insect eggs' on the ground, which are left after the death of a mutant Warcraft.

Compared with the white insect eggs in the ant tide on the same day, they are slightly larger and have more energy.

Along the way, I have picked up a lot.

"Take it first." Lin Fengwei said.

These little things are a great tonic and excellent food for wing.

But at present, it is a full wing, which is not needed for the time being.

"The answer, I think it should be in the deepest red swamp." Lin Feng's eyes are bright.

Thinking of the strange hurricane that day, he and his party were involved in the red swamp. It seemed that a pair of invisible hands were pushing and helping. It's like telling yourself that all the roots are in the deepest part of the chaotic swamp!

But

"Too dangerous."

"Although danger and opportunity coexist."

"But with my current strength, I'm afraid I'm still a long way from entering the red swamp."

Lin Feng nodded. Although he was confident, he was not blind.

As far as I know, the danger of the red swamp is very strong. Only when I reach the star master level, I am barely qualified to enter.

At present, with the variation of all kinds of wood spirits and Warcraft, and even the strange animals born of heaven and earth energy become violent, the danger of purple swamp is more than doubled! We can guess how dangerous the red swamp will be at this time.

It's not what you are now, you can peep at it!

"Have a chance to enter again." Lin Feng thought secretly, with a firm expression.

For myself, the most important thing at present is to find the "hole" and the place of aura.

Send xuan'er, Qi Yang and Qi Yue back to the wind Valley safely, and you will be successful. As for others, it's no intention to think too much at the moment. We can only take one step at a time and plan again in the future. Drift with the tide, many things can not be forced.



Time passes day by day.

Although the terrain changes greatly, the whole purple swamp seems to be "mutating" like those Warcraft.

But Lin Feng walked along the swamp and found the right way.

No matter how the terrain changes, the swamp pool will not "walk".

Along this line, soon——

Lin Feng came to a familiar place.

"Here is?!" looking at the dilapidated huge tents in front of him, Wei Hai's face changed greatly.

"Jumang is the settlement of the witch clan." Lin Feng looked around with eyes full of Ran, and saw Wei Hai's frightened face. He couldn't help laughing and added, "once."

It was.

Because the valley in front of us is already "barren".

There was no breath, only tents, which were vaguely engraved with the totem of the mangwu family.

However, there is no living Jumang witch family.

"Where have they... Gone?" Wei Hai asked.

"I don't know." Lin Feng shook his head and looked a little deep. "Maybe he went to the red swamp."

Here, it is completely different from the last time I came.

As like as two peas of the dead, the whole settlement of the shaman city is no longer full of Reiki, as a deserted city, and the environment is changing to force the "Shaman" change, behind the scenes.

It's yourself.

"As expected."

"This time, it took no effort."

Lin Feng smiled slightly. Before he came, he was ready to fight with the Jumang witch family.

However, it would be great to save some effort.

The witch family also needs cultivation.

And they are more dependent on the environment than humans.

Sufficient heaven and earth aura can make the strength of the witch grow rapidly, and here... The "irrigation" of the land without aura is no longer magical.

It's only a matter of time before the jumangwu clan leaves.

But

I'm obviously lucky.

Looking at the ruins of the witch tribe, Lin Feng's eyes were somewhat blurred. He still remembered the war that day, but he was "embarrassed" when he remembered it. Fortunately, I have the unique skill of "wind escape". Otherwise, I would have been torn to pieces by the angry Jumang witch family.

The price is that fengdun is temporarily in a state of "deep sleep".

Like their own star pupil, it consumes too much energy and has not "awakened" yet.

"If we fight again with our current strength..."

Lin Feng's eyes were shining, but he shook his head with a bitter smile.

Maybe you can win one-on-one, but you don't have that strength with one to two hundred.

The witch clan is not generally powerful after all.

Looking at Weihai like a child, he touched the tent and totem with surprise and curiosity. Lin Feng smiled slightly and was about to speak.

Suddenly——

The long lost heartbeat came again!

Lin Feng's face suddenly changed.

... (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly ticket at Qidian. Com. Your support is my greatest motivation.)