Chapter 680

Jiang Feng walks alone in the ancient city of a foreign country, watching the snowflakes and people coming and going. He is like an ascetic monk, walking through the world of mortals, and his heart is like a mirror.

All the noise around, a face, seems to have become a picture, and this one by one picture, let Jiang Feng see life.

Jiang Feng felt that his state of mind was being sublimated crazily, and his feeling of seeing everything in the world had changed to a certain extent.

At this moment, the state of mind broke through the shackles, as if stepping into a higher platform, and suddenly became broad-minded.

At the same time, Jiang Feng's temperament also becomes extremely indifferent. Walking on the street, he almost melts into the air, and his pores are shining.

Gradually some people are curious about Jiang Feng. It's amazing that a person is blooming in the evening.

Jiang Feng didn't care about the eyes of the people around him. He was completely immersed in mindless consciousness.

In his eyes, it is the change of heaven and earth, the intersection of yin and Yang, the change of sun and moon, the annihilation of stars

Even through tens of thousands of years, the endless stream of people in front of us gradually blurred, and the ancient snow city appeared.

The past and the present are overlapped. It seems that Jiang Feng has caught something, but he has not caught anything. This kind of feeling is mysterious and mysterious, lingering in Jiang Feng's mind, and he can't understand it.

On the street, more and more people cast surprised eyes at Jiang Feng.

In Jiangfeng passing restaurants, teahouses, inns, all kinds of shops.

Countless friars, stop talking, put down everything in their hands, all with shocked eyes, looking into the street, happened to fall on Jiang Feng.

Not in practice, but all over the body blooming rays, pores such as being bathed in immortal gas, erupting gorgeous divine light.

This kind of scene, they have not seen, all surprised to grow up mouth, thought that the ancient times of the elves came to the world.

It is said that only the friars of the elves, who have been baptized by the force of nature because of their extraordinary physical body, will shine like holy angels.

However, the ordinary appearance of the Elven friars is different from that of the Terran friars, but the young man's appearance is clearly Terran. If he didn't show his brilliance, he would hardly be noticed in the crowd.

Jiang Feng is walking in the snow city under the curtain of night. Behind him, he has followed many people and wants to see how the youth will change.

When Jiang Feng passes a restaurant, the window is suddenly pushed open. A dishevelled old man's muddy eyes suddenly burst out of starlight after seeing Jiang Feng.

"Physical vision, this is the sign of the martial arts sage!"

The old man with disorderly hair said excitedly. He flew down from the window and fell in front of Jiang Feng. He knelt on the ground with a puff.

"Meet the saint!"

The crowd was shocked. Isn't that unkempt old man the snow city half fairy?

This man is always talking and drinking all day long, so he doesn't wake up all day. How can he suddenly wake up today and kneel down in front of this young man and say that he is a martial saint? It's amazing.

Although Feng Banxian was a drunkard, he was a monk who knew Tibet. If he wanted to practice well, he would go further. However, he degenerated into wine. People gradually called him a wine maniac and didn't have any respect for him.

However, some people occasionally talk about that Feng Banxian claimed that he got the divination of heaven's fortune from a relic, which can judge people's life and death and look at their fate.

Someone specially invited a Banxian to prove the truth, but this guy cheated him into a good meal of wine. He only left a sentence that "the destiny is determined by the day", and then he said nothing more. The angry people almost killed him.

Since then, no one has found a fortune teller Feng Banxian, who has become the object of ridicule for the restaurant diners.

Now, however, it's a surprise that Feng Banxian directly kneels in front of this young man.

Jiang Feng turns a blind eye to it and walks forward. He is immersed in his own world and has no distractions. Feng Banxian is still kneeling on the ground with a devout attitude. He looks like a weak life, sending off the gods of heaven and earth.

Until a moment, curious crowd, follow Jiang Feng, directly put Feng Banxian prostrate on the ground, submerged at the end of the street.

At this time, in Jiang Feng's eyes, the image of the snow city ten thousand years ago is really reappeared, almost overlapping. He feels that he is crossing the tunnel of time and space and stepping into the snow city tens of thousands of years ago.

There is a feeling that as long as you step in, you will get a terrible understanding.

Whoosh!!!

At this moment, a huge dull sound came from his ear. At the same time, a fierce air swept over like a tide. The picture in front of Jiang Feng suddenly began to ripple and blur.

He stopped and recovered from his unconsciousness. The light on his body disappeared at this moment. Unconsciously, he had come to the other side of the snow city.

In front of the night sky, suddenly burst out sword Qi, if the rainbow running through the sky and the earth, bloom the extreme brilliance, will illuminate the area for dozens of miles.

It was the terrible sword Qi that disturbed Jiang Feng and made him come out of the wonderful artistic conception.

"It's a pity..." Jiang Feng sighs. He already feels that he's about to touch something. Once he succeeds, he must have a shocking understanding. He even feels that his cultivation is about to break through to the eight heaven of knowing Tibet.

But after the interruption of the sword Qi, his cultivation stopped, and he was stuck outside the gate of the eight heaven of the Tibet realm. He failed to break through after all, and the mysterious feeling he was about to grasp also passed by.

This kind of opportunity, can meet can not ask, miss once, want to get again, almost very misty.

Suddenly aware of something, Jiang Feng suddenly turned back, found behind him was a dense crowd of people, standing tens of feet away from him, at this time all with suspicious eyes looking at him.

"Er..." Jiang Feng was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that there were so many people behind him. He immediately reacted. It was probably the mysterious artistic conception that he had entered before that attracted the attention of these people.

Fortunately, it didn't attract a big man, otherwise it would not be looking at him at this time, but directly investigating him.

"In the snowy city late at night, the sword is strong. Most of the fierce battles have taken place. You might as well have a look." Jiang Feng takes back his eyes, looks at the place where the sword Qi rushes to the sky, and walks towards the distance.

In the rear, a group of friars, stunned at this time, also moved one after another and flew to the place where the sword Qi was surging.

In the middle of the night, if such a fierce fight broke out, most of the events happened. It can't be said that the young hero who stepped into the snow city had a collision ahead of time. If so, there would be a good play to watch.

Jiang Feng is very fast. A moment later, he has reached the boundary of Xuecheng.

At this time, on the huge wall of the snow city, there were many people standing, looking out of the city excitedly.

Jiang Feng is curious to see that outside the city, there are two figures fighting in the air. Each collision erupts the power of the terrible stars.

The author of a pot of wine said: PS: four more sent, fortunately not too late, let the brothers wait for a long time, the last two days PK, decided to eternal crazy respect for the future, for flowers, for reward, for everything!!!