Chapter 1200

"Peng! ~" the earth seemed to shake violently.

For a moment, some lost Feng Zhuo came back to his senses, his eyes were sharp and sharp, and looked forward.

There was a great change, and a fire red figure suddenly appeared in the blood fog, as if his body was on fire. It looked very embarrassed, but the smell from all over was extremely strong. Strangers should not be close.

"Ancestor!" Feng Hua exclaimed.

"Master?" Feng Zhuo's eyes lit up and his body moved for a moment. He appeared next to Hongmei's father, but suddenly——

Peng! Feng Zhuo was bounced away a little and then stood still.

"I need your help?" red eyebrow's grandfather stared at Feng Zhuo.

At this time, the appearance is very funny. The red eyebrow ancestor's face is red, the star armor is broken, and the clothes are burned. It shows how fierce the battle has taken place inside. It can hurt the "red eyebrow ancestor" who is the strongest of the ancient Qiang Feng nationality. It can be seen that the horror of the second stage of the secret territory of blood Qiang.

"Yes, master." Feng Zhuo was very respectful to Hongmei's father and was not unhappy.

Hum, Hongmei also knew fengzhuo's kindness and didn't speak again. In fact, he just couldn't save face, or... He felt guilty.

"Ancestor..." Fenghua hesitated and looked at the back of Hongmei's grandfather. He was just talking, but he was interrupted by Hongmei's grandfather. "First you, you little guy, do you want to hurt my old bone? I said I don't want to save it. Now it's all right, chicken flies and eggs!" he said, humming angrily, and Hongmei's grandfather was angry.

Fenghua suddenly looked bitter and looked at fengzhuo.

Patted Fenghua on the shoulder, indicating that he didn't need to care. Fengzhuo glanced at the red eyebrow old ancestor. Although he felt bad, he knew the master's temperament. At present, Hongmei seems to be complaining, but he is more unwilling than anyone. It can be seen from his embarrassed appearance.

The last time I entered the secret place of blood soy, I never had this scene.

He did his best.

"It's already here, and it's irreparable. Forget it." although Feng Zhuo's voice was calm, his heart felt pain, as if he had been torn.

Although I have never seen this "grandson" in name, after all, his blood is flowing on his body and he is one of his closest relatives. Watching the tragedy happen, Feng Zhuo is heartbroken at the moment. Clenching his right fist, Feng Zhuo seemed to have no change in his mood, but the fine awn in his eyes flashed away.

He would never let his grandson die in vain.

"What are you looking at? The array has stopped." the red eyebrow old ancestor said displeased. His thumb pointed to the rear and glanced at it. With his departure, the secret place of blood soy was gradually restored to calm, and the rich and scattered blood mist was slowly absorbed and returned to calm.

But

Feng Hua, however, opened her mouth slightly and looked stunned.

Feng Zhuo glanced and was curious. He looked along Feng Hua's line of sight, and his expression was stunned in an instant. "This..." in the air, the huge Phoenix stone carving seemed to be alive. The pupils originally covered by blood fog were shining and full of vitality.

At the moment, with the disappearance of the blood fog, it gathered around the Phoenix and became beautiful!

What the hell is going on!?

Three people, completely shocked Hubei.

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Blood fried secret place!

Just because the guard 'array' stops doesn't mean that the blood fried secret place will stop.

In fact, the existence of the secret place of blood soy sauce will not change because of the change of the array. To enter the real secret place of blood soy sauce, we must first break the big array outside. It's not easy! Even if it is only the first stage, it can be cracked only with the existence of Saint King level strength.

Among them, how many people understand the array and will break the array?

hard!

In fact, Lin Feng did not break the array, but he mastered the display of the "array". He completely simulated the changes of the array with seven Jue heavenly stars and found an opportunity that was not an opportunity. That kind of opportunity is fleeting. It can be said that Lin Feng's entry is actually a kind of "luck".

In other words, it is a kind of "fate".

It's hard.

But when God closes all doors, a window will always open.

And Lin Feng, just found it.

"Chi!" "Chi!" "Chi!" "Chi!" "Chi!" the seven Qijue sky star beads change their tracks and fly around quickly. Close your eyes, Lin Feng is completely immersed in it, simulating everything he sees in the array. Take the source as the starting point and the "power of the array" as the foundation to form pieces of brilliance.

At this time, if you are seen by other martial artists, you must be very surprised.

It is the seven Jue heavenly star beads of Lin Feng, which has become a burst of its own and has a considerable scale.

This is not easy!

First of all, we should have a set of "congenital treasures" that can form the power of the array; Secondly, this congenital treasure must have a certain bearing power, at least able to withstand the "Holy Level" strength. If not, even if there is an array bonus, how powerful will it be?

No matter how sophisticated the skills are, it is impossible to reach the point of going against the sky.

Beyond the first order is the limit.

The most important thing is to "understand" the array and have strong control ability to perfectly simulate the array. Although Lin Feng's separation is not the noumenon and may be a little weak in some qualifications, his "control" power is not weak.

It's not the ability to control the flame, but the subtle manipulation and control of the "astral force".

During the cultivation, Lin Feng's strength is steadily improving. Once he truly and perfectly understands the "seven Jue sky star array", he will have——

A powerful killing move!

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Qiang Feng ancient people.

"It seems... Something happened." Feng Zhuo's eyes flashed.

"Have you become smarter, apprentice?" the red eyebrow old man replied casually at this time.

Fenghua is still not in the situation.

With his age and experience, he is still in the clouds and doesn't know why.

"What do you think, master?" Feng Zhuo asked.

"There is no record of this phenomenon." red eyebrow nodded slowly in a low voice. "If something goes wrong, there must be demons. Based on my in-depth study of the 'blood fried secret place' for many years, the 'ancient Phoenix carving' seems to be a part of the blood fried secret place, and it is likely to be... Array heart."

Feng Zhuo nodded slowly, "no one has ever been able to approach it, even the ancient god can't do it."

"Nonsense, if you want to get close to it, you first have to go through the second stage of 'blood fried secret land'. Who can do it?" red eyebrow old Zu gave a white look.

Feng Zhuo replied, "so, master, do you think Lin Feng is not dead?"

"I don't know if I can't die." red eyebrow looked at the ancient Phoenix carving that seemed to have survived, "but its change has something to do with Lin Feng. Tut Tut, I have to admit that the little girl is quite capable. Even her son is so special and different."

Fenghua was stunned. "Didn't you say that you advised sister Yazhu thousands of times, but she didn't listen to her repeated instructions?"

"Bang!" he slapped his head directly, which made Fenghua whirl around. The red eyebrow ancestor roared with a red neck, "adults talk, what mouth!" he said, snorted coldly, turned his mouth away, and suddenly disappeared into a strong wind.

Leaving Feng Zhuo, an inexplicable smile appeared on his face.

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Qiang Feng ancient people.

"Divine envoy, great things are not good." Feng Yao looked pale and panicked.

"What's wrong? Be clear." on the other side of the compass, Zuo's voice was very casual. "By the way, I just forgot. Lin Feng should have died for so long?"

"No, No." Feng Yao's palms are sweating. "It's the patriarch. The patriarch came back early!"

"Oh?" there was a slight delay at the end of the compass——

"Di ~ ~" is a long sound, but it is directly hung up.

Feng Yao was a little confused. Looking at the numbers displayed on the compass, he didn't know what had happened.

Suddenly, it broke?

"Don't look." behind him, a deep voice sounded, which instantly made Feng Yao's spine cold. Looking back at the familiar face, Feng Yao changed his look like a chameleon and said with a smile, "when did you come back, patriarch?"

"Just now." Feng Zhuo's voice was calm, not light or heavy. His eyes glanced at the compass and smiled decisively.

The indifferent smile made Feng Yao feel creepy, but he still maintained his smile and put his left hand slightly behind him.

"Be regarded as an abandoned son?" Feng Zhuo's words made Feng Yao stop breathing.

With his intelligence, he understood everything at this moment.

"What's the patriarch talking about? Why can't I understand?" Feng Yao still kept smiling, but he forced a smile.

"Do you need me to press the 'reconnection key' for you?" Feng Zhuo's voice softened Feng Yao's legs. He wanted to explain that his lips were white and couldn't speak. He knew very well that no matter how cunning he argued at this moment, it was useless.

He lost.

"Bang." kneeling on his knees, Feng Yao sweating, "please open up and let Jia Yao live."

There is not only one ethnic group, each ethnic group has its own "surname". Only when it becomes a saint can it be called "Feng" and "Huang". For example, Feng Zhuo, whose original name was Jia Zhuo.

"More than twenty years ago, I gave you a chance."

"Although I had no evidence at that time, how could you hide what you did from my eyes? In your father's face, your contribution to the ancient Qiang Feng family gave you a chance to reform."

"But you've made mistakes again and again, and you don't know how to repent."

With a long sigh, Feng Zhuo raised his head with sadness in his eyes.

In the interests of the ethnic group, he really can't start with fengyao, but in terms of personal interests, fengyao has touched him again and again.

It's unbearable!

"No, no, patriarch, you can't do this to me!" fengyao got up in a panic, but felt a murderous spirit, and his face was very shocked. "My father, and the temple, the temple..." he couldn't say more. Fengyao's eyes were full of flames.

That is the true limit of the flame, is one of the purest and most powerful forces in heaven and earth.

The explosion, with Feng Zhuo's anger and determination.

The strength of the Lord is irresistible!

"Die." Feng Zhuo's voice seemed to come from hell, with infinite cold and coldness.

In an instant, the terrible flame devoured fengyao and set his hand on fire. Fengzhuo had no mercy and sympathy in his eyes, but only strong killing intention.

Feng Yao, damn it!

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