Lin Feng stood in front of the Pope's Hall, feeling the long-lost aura, which was so beautiful.

Suddenly, Lin Feng's eyes lit up.

The Thousand-Faced Fox trembled and immediately took two steps back.

Being together for six years.

Did she know that Lin Feng's expression was the rhythm of starting a fight.

"Chrysanthemum, come out and die."

Lin Feng's momentum suddenly changed and he yelled at the Pope's Palace.

"Dong'er, please take a step aside."

Lin Feng muttered in a low voice.

Bibi moved two steps eastward.

She is still blinded now!

What's wrong with this?

He was very angry as soon as he came out?

Has this been suffocated for six years?

But you won’t look for Ju Douluo!

It’s okay to find a demon!

Let it go.

"That, the Pope's crown, get farther away."

The Thousand-Faced Fox spoke weakly, and she had already run to the edge of the Pope's Hall, infinitely far from Lin Feng.

Bibi Dong rolled her eyes, not listening to her at all.

There is only one person in the world who can command her.

Bibi Dong looked at Lin Feng, and his back became even thicker.

He was twelve years old, but he was a few points taller than hers.

"chrysanthemum."

Lin Feng roared again.

In an instant, a black shadow jumped out of the Pope's Hall.

Ju Douluo stood on the ground, with a charming figure and charming figure.

His eyes suddenly became cold.

Isn't this a jailed person?

Why did it come out again?

Moreover, it was his luck that he didn't kill him at the beginning.

"I said that one day, I will beat you to a chrysanthemum."

"Boy, are you crazy?"

Ju Douluo looked at Bibidong and felt a little hatred in his heart.

Just kill the boy.

Will Bibi Dong be against him because of a useless person?

"The villain died because he talked too much, don't you know?"

"Thousand Fox Shadows."

Lin Feng jumped and lost his trace in an instant.

Ju Douluo's eyes flashed and he retreated a little.

Just as he was about to activate his soul power, he was stunned.

A scent of Ling Li sucked in an instant.

"One punch, broken jaw."

"Two fists, split bones."

"Three fists, broken arms."

"Four fists, cut the legs."

"Five punches, I'll send you to the West."

Bang.

Lin Feng swung his last punch.

Ju Douluo's mouth and eyes were crooked and he fell heavily on the ground.

He screamed in terror, and his soul power could not be activated.

The martial soul cannot be released.

Lin Feng stepped on his butt: "Hey, how do you feel?"

"Boy, wait for me."

"Ahem."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ju Douluo vomited a mouthful of blood.

He was filled with shock, how could it be?

If you don’t open your martial soul, you will torture yourself?

What did he experience in these six years?

Is this still an individual?

Bibidong was also stunned.

She knew that Lin Feng had not given up on his cultivation over the years.

But, this is too scary.

The Thousand-Faced Fox curled his lips and waved his little hand, which was plain and plain.

Some people are animals, just adapt.

"Hmph, you wanted to kill me at the beginning, but did you think I didn't know?"

Lin Feng stepped on Ju Douluo's face and looked down at him.

"Old ghost."

Ju Douluo roared.

In an instant, a scent of Ling Li came out of the Martial Soul Hall.
Chapter completed!