Chapter 808

Wind dust a group of people from the hall steps down, onlookers of the students, one after another retreat, as if to meet the black astringent will big man's formation.

Zhang Junlan's aloofness is enough to make them out of reach, not to mention that Zhang Junlan still has to follow fengwuchen. We can imagine how terrible fengwuchen is.

Even though many gifted students in shenghun university are the pride of heaven from different regions and forces, their status is far inferior to Zhang Junlan.

The students of Holy Spirit University, even if they are all top talents, dare not stir up trouble.

The people Mr. Gong personally met were definitely not the ones they could afford to offend.

The status of aloofness is the envy of gifted students.

"I'm not happy with that boy. What's arrogant? I really think I'm great, but I don't rely on the power behind me? " On the tower, a man's face was full of jealousy.

"I don't see his arrogance. I don't think he has any airs. I see you are jealous." A woman said coldly.

Another man's face with a bit of congealed way: "the alchemist's soul power just now was very strange, and disappeared in an instant. It seemed that it had never appeared before, but it felt strange that it appeared again."

"Oh? Alchemist's soul power? How many? " The other four looked at the man in surprise.

The man shook his head and said, "I don't know. It's too fast. It's abrupt. But the breath is not from the elder, nor from Zhang Junlan. It should be his."

"Is he an alchemist?" Several gifted students were shocked.

"I can't be wrong, but it's hard to say. I can't see any fluctuation of soul power in his body now. He's too hidden." The man is very serious.

"It shows that he is very strong! His existence is just like that of the Lord of God's temple. " At this time, a man's voice came from the top of the tower.

"Little master of the temple of the God King? Is he really that strong? He is younger than all of us. " Five students were shocked, shocked to see the wind below.

"If it's strong or not, just try it." Again came the sound from the tower.

The envious gifted student turned fierce and said, "hum! If you have a chance, try it. I really don't believe that I can't match him with my five levels of cultivation in heaven and earth! "

"This man's accomplishments should be similar to those of Zhang Junlan. No matter how strong he is, he can't be any better." Another guessed.

Their judgment of fengwuchen cultivation was based on the overall strength of Zhang Junlan and his group, because their strength was not comparable.

Wind dust group, at this moment is undoubtedly the most dazzling existence of the whole student.

"He is my hero! When you get married, you'll marry someone like him. "

"Mr. Zhang is so handsome. I like him!"

Gifted students are envious of the most beautiful female students, a pair of beautiful eyes is full of love, are eager to rush into the arms of Feng Wuchen and Zhang Junlan.

"Flower crazy!" Seeing the adoration of female students, many male students were angry, but they could only keep it in their heart.

The quiet Holy Spirit academy, until the wind is clean, they leave, it's like a frying pan, the students are boiling.

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after leaving shenghun University, Feng Wuchen and his group rushed to Xumi abyss.

One day later, the news of the destruction of xuesha mercenary regiment had already spread to all the forces around xumizhiyuan.

The palace of xuesha mercenary regiment was razed to the ground, and the shocking picture made countless practitioners feel frightened.

Even though they don't know how Jiang Lengyue and Qiu Yuanshan died, they all guess that Feng Wuchen did it.

When the wind is clean, they step into the abyss of Xumi again. At the entrance, many monks and mercenaries are full of awe and fear in their eyes.

They all saw with their own eyes that fengwuchen defeated the elder of the Yang family. They did not dare to offend such terrible strength.

Entering the abyss of Xumi, fengwuchen and a group of people came to the place of the original war.

Young master Yang, they are practicing at the moment, and there are many young people, aware of the wind dust they appear, the crowd suddenly panic, timid immediately left.

"Brother Yang, it's... It's them." A student panicked, his body trembled uncontrollably and his face turned pale.

"They won't come back to us to settle accounts, will they?" Another student was frightened and almost cried.

"Gulu..."

young master Yang swallowed a mouthful of saliva in horror. Seeing Feng Wuchen, he was also extremely frightened, for fear that Feng Wuchen would settle with him.

However, they think too much.

The wind did not pay attention to Liu Qingyang and other humanitarian: "find a place to practice."

"Brother Feng, don't you look for the power of time?" Liu Qingyang asked.

"Don't worry. We're all tired these days. Have a good rest. Moreover, Qingqing has just broken through the Tianji realm and needs time to consolidate the realm. I'll take a look at the treasure sent by head Lu first." The wind has no dust way, the voice then flash to a mountain top.Seeing that the wind is clean and they have no malice, young master Yang, they are relieved.

After the previous war and the downfall of the bloody mercenary regiment, young master Yang was scared out of his wits. He didn't dare to provoke Feng Wuchen. He didn't dare to fart in front of Feng Wuchen.

On the top of the mountain, the wind and dust-free take out the broken cloth, and at the same time take out the teeth of the Archaean year from the storage ring, and carefully compare the two with the mark pattern.

as like as two peas, they are identical.

Put the teeth of Taigu new year into the storage ring, and fengwuchen begins to observe the broken cloth carefully.

A trace of the power to destroy the world urged out and poured into the broken cloth. Feng Wuchen muttered: "it's really archaic. The cloth still has a trace of archaic flavor."

In addition to the mysterious runes, there are some symbols and lines on the broken cloth that the wind can't understand.

"I don't know what's the use of this cloth. It doesn't mark the position of the force of time." Feng Wuchen frowned and muttered, a little disappointed.

as like as two peas and a sage, the broken cloth is not the least bit peculiar.

"Maybe there are other parts of cloth. This should be a map. It's useless to rely on this one." Wind no dust secretly guess.

I thought it might be easier to find the power of time with this broken cloth. It seems that the wind is clean. They think too much.

No one knows where the other fabrics are, and the possibility of finding them is almost zero.

"The power of time is not as easy to find as you think." Wind Wuchen shook his head helplessly, then put these thoughts behind, also began to practice.

There is no discovery of the case, the wind is also lazy to waste time, there is no other cloth, no use at all.

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