Chapter 792

"Is it?"

When Luo Feng heard Ling Qingwu's words, he smiled:

"then you have to work hard. My goal is not to defeat Lu Xiaoyun, but the first person of canglan Dynasty."

"The first person of canglan Dynasty..."

Wen Yan, Lin Yueer, Nan Xuan and Fang Lin all look at Luo Feng involuntarily. They can't figure out how they have such courage in this small body.

In the eyes of ordinary people, challenging the top ten new dragons is beyond one's ability. Luo Feng's goal is far more than that. He is the first person of canglan dynasty!

Luo Feng's remark is not a boast. Only two years was left for him.

Nangong family in Beihai waters has more power than canglan Dynasty. There must be many people who have more power than Lu Xiaoyun. If they can't even surpass Lu Xiaoyun, then two years later, they are not qualified to go to Beihai waters to meet the ice blue.

Luo Feng decided to challenge Lu Xiaoyun for his self-esteem as a disciple of Linglong hall and for his motivation of cultivation.

"Let's go. Hurry up."

Ling Qingwu takes a deep look at Luo Feng. His figure suddenly accelerates, like a sharp arrow, and shoots forward.

At the foot of Luo Feng, there is a wind. The whole body is covered with the flame gas mask, which blocks the cold air coming from the front and closely follows Ling Qingwu.

In the following days, in addition to cultivation, the five members of the group made their way through several plains, dozens of rivers, and many cities. From the far north of the canglan Dynasty, they went all the way south, but all the way was peaceful.

Half a month later, five people came over the mountains.

The continuous mountains are full of towering peaks, straight as swords. The trees on the peaks are verdant, green and green. The strong vitality of the heaven and the earth forms a thin mist, which is shrouded among the mountains. It has a special flavor of immortality.

Boom, boom

At the end of the mountains, there are thousands of Zhangs of waterfalls, which incline from the mountain peak and pour into a Wanghu lake. The sound of shaking the sky is heard. The water mist is tens of Zhangs high.

Above the water, there are mists and clouds, which can't see the end at a glance. The sun shines on it, glowing with various colors, showing the mysterious and ancient atmosphere.

Seeing this scenery, Luo Feng is also a little fascinated. Even if it is known as the best city in the world, it can't be compared with here.

"Brother Luofeng, this is Yaoguang lake. It's thousands of miles across, and it's blocked by clouds all the year round. Here, heaven and earth are full of vitality. Sometimes even the naked eye can see it. Among the twelve golden halls, the view of our exquisite hall is second to none! "

Seeing Luo Feng's shocked look, Nan Xuan said with a light smile. In his bright eyes, he felt proud.

"It's really beautiful..."

Luo Feng looked at the light of the lake like a rainbow and nodded.

"It's half an hour before we get to the golden palace. Hurry up." Ling Qingwu said.

For a moment.

Luo Feng eyebrows slightly wrinkled, said: "there is a spirit near in front."

Oh!

As soon as the voice came down, a series of howls came from the front,

Ling Qingwu's eyes looked forward to the cloud sea.

In the sea of clouds, there are huge shadows. These shadows are like a ball. They are the size of a house. The whole body is full of clouds. You can see the tentacles rolling in them.

Whew!

A three meter black bird passed by. In a cloud, a tentacle suddenly shot out. In a moment, it pierced the bird, pulled the body into the cloud and disappeared without trace.

"What a monster!"

Luo Feng's eyes flashed. He could see clearly that the flying bird just now was an iron feather eagle, a four level monster. In front of these monsters, he had no resistance.

"Be careful. It's a miasma."

Ling Qingwu says.

Miasma demon?

Luo Feng was stunned.

He has heard of this kind of monster. This kind of monster only grows in the place where heaven and earth are full of vitality. It lives by devouring flesh and energy. Its body is only the size of its head, but it can use miasma and heaven and earth energy to hide itself. If he doesn't know this, he attacks indiscriminately. Even if the cloud is cut to pieces, he can't kill the monster.

Generally speaking, the strength of a miasma demon depends on the number of tentacles. The first level miasma demon has only one tentacle, the second level miasma demon has two tentacles, and so on. These tentacles can wear the gold split stone, and the vigorous Qi of the body protection is hard to resist, which is very powerful.

"You protect them. These miasma demons, give them to me. "

Luo Feng said to Ling Qingwu.

Among these miasma demons, there are even six levels of monsters. Lin Yueer and others are not rivals of miasma demons.

"Good."

Ling Qingwu nodded and said, "miasma is good at hiding. You must kill its body to kill it completely."

"Brother Luofeng, be careful!"

Lin yue'er said one after another.

Nodded slightly, Luo Feng's figure flashed and rushed to the miasma demon group.

Make full use of the sky steps, kilometers away. In a flash, Luofeng approaches the front two or three hundred meters of the miasma demon group. A burst of air breaking sound immediately rings.

Hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss

A dozen tentacles are flying out. These tentacles are brown and red. In the sun, they reflect cold light, just like steel. In the front section, there are spikes, and the penetration is amazing.

Luo Feng's speed is not reduced at all. He clenches his right hand and blows it out.

Boom!

The air burst, a red spiral air burst, and the tentacles in contact with it were immediately crushed, and then burned into nothingness by the burning vigorous Qi.

When you put your hands up, you will cut the void of Luofeng.

Poop!

A red knife light roared out, cut the air, and the three huge clouds close to it disappeared immediately, revealing three meat balls the size of the head.

There is a ferocious mouth on the meatball, which is full of sharp teeth. However, the three miasma demons have been cut in two by Luo Feng, so they can't die any more.

Poop!

Pooh

Luo Feng's figure becomes unreal and flickers constantly. Every time he moves, there must be a miasma demon killed, blood sprayed down, and the cloud dyed red.

"Elder martial brother Luofeng should have seen the miasma demon for the first time. How can it be so powerful!"

Nanxuan sees a miasma demon being killed and spits out her tongue in surprise.

Lin Yueer and others were also a little surprised. When ordinary martial artists met the miasma demon for the first time, it was difficult to find the body, and they were often confused. Luo Feng's Sabre technique was terrible and accurate.

Ling Qingwu has no expression on her face and some ripples in her heart. When she met the miasma demon for the first time, it took a lot of effort to master the essence of killing the body. I didn't expect that Luo Feng could tell in a moment.

"Let's go. It's almost the golden palace. Let's follow."

See will not see Luo Feng figure, Ling Qingwu said.

Brush

Luo Feng's right palm volleys in the air and kills the last miasma demon before he stops.

Looking at the hole the size of the finger on the sleeve of his right hand, Luo Feng's eyes flickered slightly, and his heart was frightened: these miasma demons are really weird. If it wasn't for my strong soul, I would have trouble to solve it.

Whoo

Spit out a breath, Luo Feng's eyes looked down, one of which was congealed.

The clouds were cut open to reveal the scenery below.

On the green water, an island looms.

There are hundreds of miles around the island, among which the peaks are continuous, fluctuating, some are green and beautiful, some are like long dragons.

Between the mountains, dotted with a large and small lake, from the sky, the lake is like a crystal, clear and clear.

Buildings and palaces are looming in the clouds, like castles in the air, not like human beings.

Whoosh! Whiz...

Luo Feng is staring at it. Suddenly there is a sound of breaking the air. A few small islands rise and rise. They shuttle like arrows. In a blink of an eye, they arrive at Luo Feng. They are three graceful young women.

"Who are you!"

"The exquisite hall does not entertain male guests, let alone allow them to fly nearby."

"Leave quickly. Otherwise, don't blame us! "

Three young women stood with swords, their eyes round and staring at Luo Feng. They were full of vitality and were obviously ready to fight at any time.