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Chapter 1671: From Dragon Temple to Zhongzhou!

 After hearing such words, Lin Zifeng's expression instantly darkened. In the blink of an eye, he came to the two talking spirits and said in a deep voice.

"Where is Long Buxuan?"

The two spirit tribes frowned slightly when they saw Lin Zifeng and Su Waner, "Human race? You are so brave. Don't you know that Arctic State is the territory of our demon race? How dare you set foot here."

"I'll ask again, where is Long Buxuan?" Lin Zifeng's voice was a bit colder.

A majestic momentum was released, forcing the two spiritual tribes to kneel down.

"Don't make me ask a third time, otherwise, I guarantee you will all regret it."

Feeling the terrifying aura emanating from Lin Zifeng, the expressions of the two Spirit Tribe people suddenly changed, and they quickly pointed in the direction of Longshen Mountain and said??

"The Dragon Temple on Dragon God Mountain."

Lin Zifeng snorted coldly, and the bodies of the two spirit tribes turned into ashes in an instant.

Lin Zifeng took Su Waner and took one step forward, and the next moment they appeared at the entrance of Dragon Temple.

The Dragon Temple is majestic and Lin Zifeng is here for the first time.

However, Lin Zifeng and Su Waner had just arrived here, and several people immediately rushed out.

"Who are you? How dare you break into the Dragon Temple without permission."

When Lin Zifeng saw that the people rushing out were all from the Spiritual Race, his eyes froze slightly, and he raised his hand to press down, and all the dozen or so Spiritual Race masters in front of him fell to their knees.

"You...who are you?"

An old man spoke in horror. He was a spiritual tribe in the Mahayana stage and had great strength, but he was suppressed so easily in front of Lin Zifeng.

"It doesn't matter who I am, you just need to know that I am here to destroy you."

Lin Zifeng's voice was cold, and he was not in a hurry to kill these people because Lin Zifeng wanted to hear Long Buxuan's thoughts.

Entering the Dragon Temple, the first thing Lin Zifeng saw was that he was locked in an iron cage.

Among them, only half of Long Buxuan's body was left.

At this time, Long Buxuan was in a very embarrassed state and his body was covered with scars.

"Long Buxuan, look, someone really came to save you."

A somewhat teasing voice sounded, and then Lin Zifeng saw a six-winged golden angel appearing in front.

Six-winged golden angel?

He was equivalent to a sixth-level loose immortal, and indeed had some strength, but he didn't take it seriously.

Long Buxuan raised his head with difficulty and looked at Lin Zifeng.

However, when he saw Lin Zifeng's appearance, he was stunned and said, "Sir."

"If Lin Botian doesn't come, it will be the same if his son comes."

The six-winged golden angel said with a smile.

"Uncle Long, I have made you suffer."

Lin Zifeng did not pay attention to the six-winged golden angel, but instead focused on Long Buxuan.

"Go, go quickly, go quickly."

Long Buxuan shouted at Lin Zifeng, with a look of despair on his face.

The six-winged gold angel laughed disdainfully, "Haha, let's go, you want to leave even after you're here. It's such a fool's errand. It's better to keep your life."

The six-winged golden angel was comparable to a sixth-level loose immortal. He was powerful and tyrannical. Naturally, he did not take Lin Zifeng seriously.

However, Lin Zifeng also didn't take her seriously.

"Kill me? You are not qualified enough."

Lin Zifeng spoke indifferently, raised his hand, and pressed his palm in the air.

Space and time seemed to come to a standstill under Lin Zifeng's press, and a majestic force pressed down.

Six Wings Gold System

The angel was forced to kneel down, unable to move on the ground.

She widened her eyes, stared at Lin Zifeng in disbelief, and said angrily, "You...who are you?"

She has the strength of a sixth-level loose immortal, but Lin Zifeng suppressed him so lightly. This is really incredible.

Lin Zifeng did not answer the six-winged gold angel's question, but walked to the iron cage where Long Buxuan was imprisoned.

With a wave of his hand, the iron cage disappeared into smoke.

Then three drops of the Fountain of Youth appeared in Lin Zifeng's hand, "Uncle Long, take it first."

Long Buxuan felt the powerful vitality in the Fountain of Youth and felt a little reluctant, "Forget it, such good things should not be used on a useless person like me."

Lin Zifeng shook his head, "Uncle Long, you are not a useless person. I promised you that I would repair your body, and I will definitely do it." ??

Lin Zifeng's tone was calm, but filled with an unquestionable confidence.

Long Buxuan opened his mouth, but did not refuse again, and drank three drops of the Fountain of Youth.

After taking the Fountain of Youth, Long Buxuan's injuries began to recover quickly.

However, because only half of his body is left, although he is recovering at this time, his realm has still not been fully improved.

"Uncle Long, how do you want to deal with this person and the people from the Spiritual Race outside?"

Lin Zifeng asked, and then added, "Don't worry, there is no one in this vast land who can stop me."

Long Buxuan was slightly startled. Lin Zifeng's answer seemed a bit arrogant, but Long Buxuan had no doubts.

Being able to suppress six-winged golden angels easily, there are definitely not many people in this vast land who can do this.

"kill!!"

Long Buxuan is cold

Saying one word, he has had enough of the oppression of their demon clan by the spirit clan, and now he has just one word in his mind to kill!!

Lin Zifeng nodded, and with a wave of his hand, the six-winged golden angel in front of him disappeared into thin air.

Long Buxuan was secretly frightened. Lin Zifeng's methods were really terrible.

Next, Lin Zifeng led Long Buxuan out of the hall. Tens of thousands of spirit tribes had gathered outside. Obviously, they all wanted to besiege Lin Zifeng.

It's a pity that among these spiritual tribes, there is not even a single immortal.

Lin Zifeng still just raised his hand and all tens of thousands of spirit clans were wiped out.

Such methods made Su Wan'er stunned. The strength Lin Zifeng showed now was too terrifying for them.

"Let's go."

Lin Zifeng flew out of Longshen Mountain with Long Buxuan, killing all the spirit clans wherever he passed.

Lin Zifeng seemed to be the incarnation of Shura, fighting from Longshen Mountain to the border of Zhongzhou. Hundreds of thousands of spiritual tribes were in Lin Zifeng's hands.

When they arrived at the border of Zhongzhou, Long Buxuan said slowly, "Sir, forget it, just kill the spiritual people in Arctic State."

Lin Zifeng hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay, after I cure you, you can kill him yourself and turn the world upside down. This will be much more enjoyable than me killing him."

Hearing this, Long Buxuan's eyes showed anticipation. If anyone else had said this, he would have thought it impossible.

But along the way, after Long Buxuan saw Lin Zifeng's unpredictable methods, he felt that it might be possible for Lin Zifeng to repair his body.

"In addition, Uncle Long, I have one more thing to ask you."
Chapter completed!
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