At this moment,
Many people have noticed the commotion here and gathered around to watch!
When they saw Lin Feng strangling the man in gray, everyone around them gasped!
"Oh my God! Who is this young man? How dare he offend the Divine Calculator! Doesn't he know what the Divine Calculator did before?"
"I guess he just got here! What a shame... He messed with the wrong people right after he arrived!"
"The Divine Calculator's astrological skills are unfathomable, and he's known for his omniscience. Besides that, he's also skilled in the Qimen Dunjia (Epic Formation). Previously, a peak-level Refinement Realm elder from a major sect wasn't even his match!"
…
Lin Feng listened to everyone's words, but his expression did not change at all.
The peak of the Void Refining Realm?
After being with Mahayana practitioners for a long time,
This realm sounds both familiar and strange...
But it's normal.
The Mahayana stage is already the ancient ancestor of all major forces, and is rare in the world. Outside, the peak of the Refining Void Realm is already considered a rare master!
"Young people don't know their place. Since you want to play, I'll play with you!"
The fortune teller spoke indifferently.
After the words fell,
His body twisted!
Lin Feng could clearly feel a surge of hot energy coming from his palm. When he came to his senses, the divine calculator in his hand had broken free and retreated dozens of meters.
"The mysterious art of Qimen—the stars shift!"
Lin Feng's eyes moved slightly.
"If I'm not mistaken, you're only in the early stages of Void Refinement, right? You've reached this level at this age, so you must be a core disciple of some powerful faction!"
"It's a pity you don't know that there are always people who are better than you. You may have many people who pamper you in your own faction! But when you are out there training, no one will pamper you!"
The fortune teller said coldly,
He threw the Yin-Yang Qiankun bag behind him.
"Buzz!"
But the Yin-Yang Qiankun bag burst out with dazzling light, and strange runes flashed continuously. Finally, the entire Yin-Yang Qiankun bag turned into a five-clawed golden dragon, roaring at Lin Feng!
The five-clawed golden dragon was so powerful that it seemed to possess ultimate strength. As it galloped, the space was slightly distorted, making everyone present feel numb!
This is too powerful!
Facing this blow,
Lin Feng just gently stretched out his right hand.
Follow the laws of heaven and earth!
"Buzz!"
His right hand suddenly grew larger in mid-air, covering the entire sky, and he suddenly grabbed the huge five-clawed golden dragon in his hand. No matter how the five-clawed golden dragon struggled, it was of no use!
at last,
The five-clawed golden dragon howled and then turned into a Yin-Yang bag!
"It really is Fifth Brother's magic weapon!"
Feeling the familiar breath coming from the Qiankun bag, Lin Feng's face became even colder.
And just at this moment.
When the fortune teller saw that his magic weapon was snatched away, his expression changed slightly. He immediately took out a handful of golden beans from his arms and scattered them on the ground.
“Huahuahua~”
The moment the dozens of golden beans fell to the ground, they turned into dozens of soldiers wearing golden armor. The soldiers all held sharp blades, had strong momentum, and possessed extremely terrifying power!
"The secret technique of Qimen—scattering beans to create soldiers!"
Someone in the field immediately exclaimed!
"cut!!!"
The fortune teller uttered a word.
"Swish~"
Dozens of soldiers in golden armor immediately surrounded Lin Feng aggressively!
"Bang!"
Lin Feng pressed down with his big hand, turning dozens of soldiers in golden armor into ashes!
See this scene.
Not only the spectators in the field,
Even the fortune teller's face changed drastically!
Who on earth is this young man in front of me? He is so powerful that he can easily break all my attacks!
"I no longer have the patience to play with you! I'll ask you one last time, where did you get this Yin-Yang Qiankun bag?"
Lin Feng said expressionlessly.
"Buzz!"
The fortune teller did not reply.
His entire body turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared on the spot, trying to escape!
"Don't cry until you see the coffin!"
Lin Feng's big hand reached straight into the void and grabbed the divine fortune teller out of nothingness!
This moment.
The fortune teller's face turned pale, and he didn't dare to struggle at all. He quickly begged for mercy in a trembling voice:
"I was wrong, I know I was wrong!! I was blind to the truth, please spare my life, Senior! No matter what you want to ask, I will answer honestly!"
"Need me to repeat myself?"
Lin Feng asked.
The fortune teller hesitated for a moment and said in a trembling voice:
"I found this magic weapon in a secret place in the glacier snowfield. I had no idea it belonged to my senior brother. If I had known earlier, I would never have dared to pick it up!"
"Secret realm?"
Lin Feng frowned.
"That's right! That secret place should be the burial place of the Ice and Snow Clan's priest. You know that people like us who practice celestial arithmetic are also very interested in the art of sacrifice, so I went in..."
The fortune teller explained.
"Where is that secret place?"
Lin Feng continued to ask.
The fortune teller glanced around and whispered a location into Lin Feng's ear...
Lin Feng looked at the fortune teller coldly without saying a word.
He is not a fool!
You can tell at a glance that what the fortune teller said is not true at all!
"Senior, I swear on my heart of cultivation that every word I say is true! If not, let me be struck by lightning and never be reborn!"
The fortune teller quickly swore an oath.
Lin Feng believed it most of the time after hearing it.
Because for a cultivator, swearing with a heart of cultivation is a very vicious oath!
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