Lin Fei said: "We are new practitioners from the Holy Dragon Continent."

"It turns out that I came from other continents. Do you want to find a scholar with the ability to practice?" The old man in the blue robe saw that Lin Fei and others were outsiders, and his expression became a little more old-fashioned.

He could feel the indifferent aura of Lin Fei, while Leng Ying and others all had the aura of the transformation of the saint.

Lin Fei shook his head and said, "No, we are not from the Holy Dragon Continent who came to practice."

"Oh, I didn't come to the Holy Dragon Continent to join the master's sect? Then I wonder what you did when you came to the Holy Dragon Continent?" the old man in blue robe asked with interest.

Lin Feifeng said lightly: "Save people and seek revenge."

The old man in blue robe couldn't help but be stunned. For some reason, Lin Feifeng Qingyun said this sentence, but it shocked him inexplicably.

He had an illusion that the young man with a plain breath in front of him seemed to be even more terrifying than the god of killing that came out of hell on earth.

However, he quickly denied this ridiculous idea. The young man's aura was too ordinary, how could he have such strength?

A smile appeared on his face and said to Lin Fei: "Young man, the Holy Dragon Continent is no better than other continents. There are countless masters here, and their strength is even more powerful than you imagined. If you want to seek revenge here, you will be careful not to lose your life."

As soon as the old man in blue robe said this, the cultivators around him immediately echoed and laughed. It was obvious that he looked down on outsiders from other continents.

"Thank you, the old man, for reminding me, I will care carefully." Lin Fei laughed at them, and said with a calm tone as if he hadn't seen it.

The old man in blue robe nodded: "Okay, since you have made up your mind to seek revenge, I will not stop you. But if you want to join the master's sect to practice, go to Wanjian City to find our Zhenyuan Sect."

After saying that, the old man in blue robe ignored Lin Fei, looked at other cultivators, and said, "Let's look at the Devil Tower, how to transport the True Yuan Sect back?"

"Yes, Master of the Hall." Several cultivation masters replied.

Then more than a dozen practitioners immediately flew up and down around the Devil Tower and observed the Devil Tower. They actually wanted to get it back to their True Yuan Sect.

Lin Fei, Leng Ying and others saw this and understood that these ten practitioners of the True Yuan Sect must have passed by here, and Lin Fei happened to show the Devil Tower.

When Lin Fei and others entered the Devil Tower, they only saw the Devil Tower, but did not see anyone, thinking that their character exploded and they picked up a big magic weapon.

At this time, the old man in the blue robe, the master of the hall saw that Lin Fei and the others had not left yet, and he couldn't help but ask curiously: "Why aren't you leaving yet?"

Lin Fei smiled and said, "Let's go, I'll go right away."

After saying that, Lin Fei stretched his hand towards the Devil Tower, and his thoughts moved. The towering Devil Tower, which was hanging in the air and more than 20 meters tall, turned into the size of a thumb, and flew on Lin Fei's palm.

Looking at the huge devil tower, it suddenly turned into the size of a thumb and flew on Lin Fei's palm, the old man in the blue robe and the other practitioners all showed surprise on his face.

It seemed that at this time the old man in the blue robe realized that Lin Fei seemed to have some skills in front of him, which was not as worth mentioning as he had originally thought.

More importantly, this Devil Tower was what they wanted, and it was taken away by Lin Fei without any effort?

This made the Lord of the Hall and the other practitioners' eyes suddenly shine.

"Leng Ying, let's go!" Lin Fei seemed to have not seen the jealous and unwilling eyes of the Lord and others, and looked at Leng Ying and others and said.

Leng Ying and others agreed: "Yes."

Just as Lin Fei and his men were about to fly away, a cold voice came: "Wait a minute, do you want to leave like this?"

Lin Fei looked at him and said that the person who spoke was the Lord of the Hall.

The hall owner's eyes were dull and looked at Lin Fei, full of bad intentions.

Lin Fei looked at the Lord of the Hall and said, "Do you have any instructions?"

The Lord of the Hall sneered and said, "Leave the Devil Tower. This Devil Tower is the magic weapon of the Gongsun family in Luohua City. It is not advisable for outsiders. I want to send it back to the Gongsun family."

Of course, the Lord of the Hall would not send the Devil Tower back to the Gongsun family in Luohua City. He just wanted to take off the Devil Tower in Lin Fei's hand.

How would the owner of the hall take a serious look at an outsider from another continent?

Lin Fei said, "This Devil Tower was given to me by the Gongsun family, why can't I take it away?"

The Lord of the Hall was stunned: Gongsun family gave Lin Fei the Devil Tower?

This devil tower is one of the treasures of the Gongsun Family tribe. How could the Gongsun Family give it to an outsider?

It is really strange that the Devil Tower will be in Lin Fei's hands. This Devil Tower is a famous magic weapon. The Lord of the Hall naturally feels greedy. If he brings the Devil Tower back to the True Yuan Sect, it will definitely be a great achievement.

It may even enhance the overall strength of the True Yuan Sect.

How could the Lord of the Hall miss such an opportunity?

"Boy, do you still want to deceive me? How could the Gongsun family hand over such an important thing to you?" The owner of the hall looked sharp and looked at Lin Fei and said, "I advise you to hand over the things you should do."

Lin Fei nodded to the Lord of the Hall and said, "Okay, if you want the Devil Tower, then let's do it for you."

The Lord of the Bell and the other practitioners could hardly believe their ears. Lin Fei agreed to hand over the Devil Tower so easily?

Just when the Lord of the Hall suspected that Lin Fei would use tricks, Lin Fei was very generous and threw the devil tower the size of his thumb in his hand towards the Lord of the Hall: "Old sir, give you this devil tower, let me go!"

Seeing Lin Fei throwing the Devil Tower over, the Lord of the Hall immediately took action to catch the Devil Tower.

But when the Lord of the Hall took action to catch the Devil Tower that Lin Fei threw over, his face changed suddenly, and he suddenly tensed up, and he held the Devil Tower as big as a thumb with both hands.

The Lord of the Hall looked very struggling on his face and sweat broke out on his forehead.

This made the other practitioners of the Zhenyuan Sect look puzzled when they saw it. Is this thumb-sized devil tower really so heavy?

The Lord of the Hall also had trouble saying that. Yes, the thumb size of the Devil Tower in his hand does look very light, but it is heavier than a mountain when he holds it.

After all, the Lord of the Hall is also a saint. Even if it is really a mountain, he cannot hold it up. However, he felt that the devil tower of the thumb-sized one in his hand was thousands of times heavier than a mountain.

At this moment, with a rumbling sound, the air swayed, and a golden light suddenly burst out, and a black tower more than 20 meters high suddenly appeared in the air.

Then, the Lord of the Hall holding the Devil Tower had turned into a high hand, holding the giant tower.

I saw his head and face full of sweat as a waterfall, and instantly, sweat wet his whole body, and sweat kept dripping from his clothes.

The Lord of the Hall never thought that the devil tower as big as a thumb suddenly became more than 20 meters tall, and as the devil tower became larger, the weight suddenly increased several times.

The Lord of the Hall widened his eyes and looked at the other practitioners of the True Yuan Sect in shock. He had only time to say one sentence: "Save me..."

The next moment, the Lord of the Hall was finally exhausted and was directly pressed to the ground by the Devil Tower above his head.

The giant tower shook the snow and many cracks appeared in the snow, and ice and snow splashed everywhere. The Lord of the Hall was completely suppressed by the Devil Tower and was already dead and could not die again.

(End of this chapter)

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