Chapter 1440

Shua! ~

Lin Fengzhong is entering.

It seems to penetrate layers of space, as if it has been thousands of years.

Originally thought it was just a simple step, but now it has become so far away. This step seems to be so long, and there is a different feeling of solitude everywhere. On that day, there was nothing strange about entering this door, but this time——

But it has changed completely.

"Peng!" the heart is heavy, and Lin Feng's eyes are deep.

Zheng! That's a voice from the bottom of my heart. It's a very familiar heart movement.

It's nothing else. It's the "doomsday gun" that sends out, like the sense of war, like being inspired. Lin Feng's eyes were burning. The eschatological gun suddenly appeared in his hand, bringing a sense of fit, but not with himself, but with space and everything around him.

Very special!

Suddenly, the situation changed!

"Chi!" the space changed, and a human figure appeared in front of me, a human figure that seemed real and virtual. It seemed that what I saw was just the existence of "shadow", like smoke and cloud. However, he has a "gun" in his hand, with a strong and extreme sense of gun.

Very familiar!

No, it's quite familiar.

Lin Feng opened his eyes and seemed to understand a lot in an instant.

Others may not be recognized by themselves, but the "artistic conception of shooting" can't hide it from themselves. I have only met two super strong men who make guns. The artistic conception of shooting exceeds the holy King level and reaches the level of strong men in the starry sky. One is the North dragon guarding the "Ji long peak", while the other——

Is the cloud gun Lord!

As like as two peas in the cloud, the magic of the illusion is just like this.

"Absolutely not wrong." Lin Feng's heart was dark and his eyes were burning.

Although I don't know why the phantom of the cloud gun lord appears here, I can see it with my own eyes at the moment, but the feeling of the body can't be false. The artistic conception of marksmanship, below the holy King level, is only a realm difference. It is divided into two roads: "entering the gun" and "forgetting the gun", but after entering the strong star sky, it is different alone.

Thousands of avenues, countless.

If every martial artist can break through the bottleneck of shooting at the holy King level, he will realize his own way of shooting, which is called the artistic conception of shooting of the strong star.

It belongs to a kind of 'self'.

Now, the shooting artistic conception of the phantom ahead belongs to——

Cloud gun Lord!

"Chih!" "Chi!" the clouds swirled, and the long gun seemed to dance with the phantom flounder. The pace and the change of the gun all reveal a feeling of "the way of heaven". Lin Feng's eyes are sparkling, deeply staring and staring. He is too familiar with this scene.

On that day, it was like this to understand the rise of clouds.

But the self of that day is different from the self of today.

It's not just the level of strength, but also the perception of the "gun".

"The way of shooting of the strong stars contains the place of the 'way' and the power of heaven and earth." Lin Feng's eyes are bright and deeply understood.

The so-called "Tao" is the way of constellations and the way of shooting.

The so-called power of heaven and earth is the power that does not belong to the fighting spirit world, but in fact it is not. It is only the evolution of the star power and the origin of the star power.

In other words, it is equivalent to the "star power" of the strong stars.

The difference is obvious.

Has the cloud gun LORD reached the category of star power?

Of course not.

If you become a strong star, how can you stay in the fighting spirit world again? Like a giant trying to stay in the ant nest, it will collapse the whole fighting spirit world. In fact, it is the way of shooting beyond the holy King level, attracting the power of heaven and earth, and giving play to the power far beyond the holy King level.

The Tao is different, the essence is different, and the power is different.

"Wow! ~" Lin Feng's eyes are bright, deeply looking at the phantom in front of him, and his heart has too much enlightenment.

It's like a long thirsty person seeing water, or finding an oasis in the desert. He had his first understanding of "cloud rise". This understanding can be said to be natural without any obstacles. The body is like a heartbeat. The vibration of the eschatological gun in his hand drives the change of his body. Lin Feng once again enters a deep insight.

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WOW WOW

The change of the body makes the gun clank again and again.

Lin Feng has completely entered the state of "self". He has been obsessed with guns for more than two days. His desire for strength is also extremely urgent. Only when you have enough strength can you have enough strength to protect everything you want to protect and control your destiny!

Not only yourself, but also the fate of your relatives!

"Chi!" "Chi!" the gun is like lightning and illusory like a shadow. The dance of the eschatological gun is very consistent, but different from the last time, this time the illusory gun move is just a collection of a series of actions without any perception or any special place.

However, it is a layman watching the excitement and an expert watching the doorway.

"Tao is deeper and deeper."

"To express with a gun, you can not only summarize it by the word 'imparting', but you need to understand, dig and find it yourself."

……

The light sound of Lin Feng's heart.

The "understanding" of this gun move is clear and clear.

It has the foundation of cloud rise, has the highest artistic conception of shooting at the holy King level, and has strong understanding. It can get twice the result with half the effort. Honing the eschatological gun, feeling everything, the phantom action emerged in my mind, and the body itself was changing, changing and adapting.

More understanding.

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Day after day.

For cultivation, every day is just a moment.

That's a year. I'm afraid it's all over. Many strong people close their doors at one time, ranging from a few years to decades. It is common for hundreds of years to pay and gain. There is no shortcut to practice, but to walk through it step by step.

"Shua! ~" Lin Feng finally stopped and looked bright.

The gun in his hand sounded like a protest. Since Lin Feng stopped, he would not practice again for the time being.

Epiphany, end.

"What an esoteric marksmanship. At first glance, it's better than 'cloud rise' too much." Lin Feng felt happy and incredible. I'm not afraid that shooting is difficult, but I'm afraid it's not difficult enough. The more difficult the shooting technique is, the greater the benefit will be once you understand it.

The more powerful you are, the more terrible it will be!

"If you are a beginner and practice according to the state of Epiphany, you will be able to fully understand it in less than half a year." Lin Feng's eyes are bright and his eyebrows stretch.

I have full confidence in myself.

However, there is no time.

At present, the battle of Lich war is hot, and the three imperial cities of Tianling are surging. How can you stay out of the game. Although it is in epiphany, but the heart has always maintained a short soberness, so the seven-day epiphany time has come to an end.

Now, there is too much to do.

It's not a time to forget food and sleep and practice in isolation.

If you practice for half a year, the whole situation and situation after you leave the customs will already be out of control.

I can't afford such a risk.

"Now the door has been opened, and it will be much more convenient to enter in the future." Lin Feng's eyes were deep and his heart was dark.

Understanding is just a matter of time. There is no need to rush for a while.

Instead, I care more about who this phantom is and whether it is the cloud gun Lord?

If it is him, what is his identity?

Square hell?

guest?

Or the high Yan Emperor?

Or

I recognize the wrong person.

All this, like a mystery, makes me curious.

After all, what I saw before was like a dream of Nanke, and that "illusion" was only an illusion, not the cloud gun Lord himself.

"Wow! ~" looking around, Lin Feng's heart is quiet. At this moment, instead of the cloud and fog, I can't understand the unknown space, but the real Yan palace. I have been here once, and my memory is still fresh.

The simple stone pillars support the whole empty hall.

Around, there are many carvings and murals, which are incomparably old.

The whole hall is filled with a deep and exciting atmosphere, as huge as heaven. You can feel the peace of your heart in it.

Oneself, as if very small.

"Lord Yan Huang?" Lin Feng called softly and looked around, but there was no response. The doubt of the heart calls again, but the result is still the same. Yan Huang seems not to be here at all.

Is it

Did you go for nothing?

Lin Feng's eyes were bright and curious.

Waiting for a long time, I didn't wait for any response, but shrugged and paced around.

"Wait a while." Lin Feng thought, looking at the surrounding stone walls, he was also curious. Last time he came, he just glanced at it and didn't observe it carefully. For myself, everything here is so fresh and strange.

Maybe it's just some weird branding, but

Here is the Yan palace!

Palace of Yan Emperor!

How can it be mediocre?

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"What a fine grain." Lin Feng stroked the stone column, his heart trembling.

Touching these engraved patterns, I feel very deep into my heart. There is no doubt that it is just a remnant of energy, which is very profound.

One after another, it seems to be sword lines and ordinary depictions, but there are no vouchers and no other clues. There was nothing else in the whole Yan Emperor hall except stone pillars and stone walls. Lin Feng paced forward. One stone pillar after another witnessed that almost every stone pillar with a diameter of ten meters had various engraved patterns.

It feels like countless battles have taken place here!

"Strange Yan palace." Lin Feng murmured.

Stroking the carved pattern of another stone pillar also has a sense of energy.

Here, just like the remaining battlefield, Lin Feng walked step by step, and his heart felt more and more. The gun at the end of the world seemed to vibrate, as if it was provoked to war, and as if it meant something. This feeling existed the last time I entered the Yan palace.

What is it?

I don't know.

Walk slowly and pace in the whole hall.

Every time the stone pillars pass by, they always have a strange and exciting taste. They gather bit by bit. Lin Feng's eyes are bright and his lips are gently pursed. The clanging of the eschatological gun in his heart is more and more profound. The body also seems to be moved by it. I don't know how many stone pillars it has passed

Suddenly——

"Wow! ~" Lin Feng's eyes were completely bright.

Pop! The gun at the end of the world sounded sonorous in his hand, and the whole man's war spirit was awed in an instant.

Is that!?

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