In fact, when Bo Feng's superior finger pointed to Li Zeng in front of him, the bones, muscles, and flesh and blood meridians inside the latter's body were shattered inch by inch, of course, including teeth.

Therefore, Li Zeng, who brought Daoguo into his mouth, had no teeth in his mouth, and even opened his mouth, which was extremely difficult.

The blurred figure floating in the sky in the Gorge Ridge smashed all the falling raindrops with great power, and no drop of rain could drop on Li Zeng's body. For Li Zeng, rain is sometimes the source of life.

"I suddenly sighed when I saw you in such a miserable appearance. I recalled that back then, your Daluo Yushi lineage was also a famous family in the entire Taixuan land. In just tens of thousands of years, I fell into this shape.

"What's even more ridiculous is that perhaps the final inheritance of your lineage will be cut off from the hands of my Fengbo clan."

After Bofeng's mouth was heard with an inexplicable voice, the former raised his hand and gently moved towards the front. The gray wind swept forward like a long dragon, wrapping the secret box rolling down from the ground, and flew towards Bofeng's figure guarded by the wind.

In the next breath, Bo Feng's voice continued to be heard:

"But the times are very different today. The once arrogant bloodline of the Eight Immortals of Daluo can truly gain a foothold."

"So you join the Saint Lord, why are you still the Ten Sages of the Lawshizi Wugong?"

Li Zeng's voice fell, Bo Feng paused for a moment and responded:

"Otherwise, in this era when the holy court dominated the world, if we do not let go of our former glory, would we eat a fruit like you and wait for the road?"

With a slightly cold voice, Yu Bofeng rolled out of his mouth. Then the former held the former in the secret box with one hand and pointed the other hand at the front of him. A shot was directly condensed from a gray wind gun.

At the same time, Li Zeng, who was ready to die generously, opened his mouth and bit the green Taoist fruit gently.

Although Li had no teeth, this Taoist fruit melted in the mouth like a soft water flow.

In the next breath, an extremely rich breath of life surged out of Li Zeng's mouth, turning into a vast torrent of life, rushing into the former's limbs and bones.

This rich breath of life even caused the middle-aged monk to gush out the mouth of the essential light of life visible to the naked eye, and subconsciously exclaimed:

"What's this thing? It's so fierce!"

Before he finished speaking, Bo Feng, whose evil intentions became stronger in his eyes, grabbed the gray wind spear at his hand, raised his hand directly, and wanted to rush out at Li Zeng below.

As Zhao Yu said, Li Zeng had too many treasures on him, so many that even Bo Feng, who was the ninth ten philosophers of the Holy Court Martial Palace, couldn't help but leave with the secret box, but wanted to snatch it.

In fact, Bo Ben would not understand the reason why night dreams are too long, but the joke about the development of the situation is that it was because of the relevance of the bloodlines in the body, and he said a few more words to Li Zeng.

A few short sentences may not take thirty breaths to add up, but many times, there are too many things that can be changed in seconds.

After a moment, a sound of wind that sounded particularly distant suddenly sounded inside the gorge.

For ordinary people, it is the most normal thing to see the wind in the Shuihu Gorge Ridge. Since the appearance of Bo Ben, the harsh roar of wind has not stopped for a moment.

But at this moment, the sudden sound of wind caused Bo Feng to pause for a moment when holding the gun. Then he suddenly looked into the void ahead, stretched his body, and continued to throw it out with one shot.

"boom!"

Between the heaven and earth, a sound louder than the explosion of thunder sounded instantly, but the shot of the tearing void was not to slash Li Zeng, who was lying on his back, but to the end of the gorge rolling with thick fog in front of him.

That was the direction of the faint sound of wind coming!

What flowed in Bo Ben's body was Daluo Fengbo's pure bloodline. Therefore, since he was born, the wind in the world has been all in his palm, but now another unheard wind has appeared in the gorge.

This undoubtedly made Bo Feng feel extremely shocked!

"Who?"

With a heavy and majestic shout, he rolled out from Boy's mouth, and at the same time, he continued to move forward with the gray wind gun that was smashed into a void. Wherever he passed, he actually transformed the law of wind cutting outward, and intertwilled it into an airtight wind net, cutting all the space in front of him into powder.

With a style of wind gun, the void is shattered, and the power of the ten philosophers of the Holy Court Martial Palace is undoubtedly revealed.

But there was no relaxation on Bo Feng's blurry face, because the sound of wind lingering in his ears became clearer and closer!

This wind sound is completely different from the gray hurricane that roars around Bofeng. It is crisp and humming, just like a breeze piercing through the treetops.

The countless thick fogs shrouded in the foggy mountains and seas can not only completely compress most of the monks entering it, but even the powerful powers of the land fairyland will be greatly affected.

After a breath, Bo Feng, who was torn to pieces in front of him, suddenly raised his head and looked at the misty sky with mountains and seas. The sound came out:

"So you are above your head, your magical powers, storm!"

Before he finished speaking, the extremely violent gray hurricane was like a large army charging collectively, centering on the floating Bofeng, turning into a substantial tornado and soaring into the sky.

At this moment, the sky was completely penetrated by the wind and hurricane, and the law of wind pouring out overwhelmingly was like a pair of hands trying to grab and kill the strange wind hidden deep in the void.

In the next breath, when the entire upper and lower parts were completely filled with the gray wind blade, a strange look on the void finally appeared in front of everyone.

A blue-gold wind.

Then Bo Feng's gray pupils rose and shrank, because this ray of green wind was extremely agile, and he could not capture the surrounding wind laws, but it was still difficult to capture.

It was a ray of wind in the wind!

"The wind in the world, almost all the control of my Fengbo clan is controlled by me. Who is that?"

This was Bo Feng's second question, and then the cyclone and hurricane magic power that was rotating around him exploded several times again. The storm that was leaning against the sky continued to strangle the blue wind that was shot straight like a sharp arrow without mercy.

But in an instant, the blue gold wind suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

At the same time, a hugely obscure spatial fluctuation appeared in front of Bo Feng. The former looked down and saw a blue gold light suddenly appearing. Between the green wind, a slender hand stretched out from it.

In this picture, Bo Feng was extremely familiar with it, and then a steady sound rang between heaven and earth:
Chapter completed!