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After the three breaths of time, the yellow green light suddenly rushed towards Ling Feng like a charge into a battle, and started to clash with him again.

In that moment, Ling Feng who could not hold on any longer struggled painfully on the ground, his entire body trembling non-stop, the steel teeth were tightly clenched, his entire body was burning hot, giving off a feeling, as though he was a big fireball, his entire body was releasing a temperature that would cause people's hearts to tremble.

Mournful cries continued to come out of Ling Feng's mouth like the roar of a beast. A trickle of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, and under this unbearable pain, Ling Feng bit his lips.

"What happened these past few days?" Why is it that so many strange things always happen to me? "

"No matter what, right now I am an expert of the fifth stage of the zhenyuan, this is a fact that no one can change." No matter what, right now I am an expert of the fifth stage of the zhenyuan, this is a fact that no one can change.

Thinking to this point, a gratified smile surfaced on Ling Feng's face uncontrollably. Even though he had always been in a disdainful gaze when he had first entered Yun Feng's sect, but what was undeniable was that his Master, Zi Xiang, and his elegant demeanor were both single-minded towards him. If there was anything that Ling Feng missed in the Haotian Sect, then it would be only the two of them.

"Hmm? What is this? How could there be such a strange pattern here? " Suddenly, borrowing the green light emitted by the zhenyuan in his hand, Ling Feng saw that inside the ancient tree in front of his eyes, there were actually some strange images engraved upon it. These images released a dense and ancient aura, causing people to inadvertently glance at it, and gave off a feeling that they would never be able to forget it for the rest of their lives.