Roar! Roar! ~

The earth shook violently again.

The ancient phoenix eagle's pupils flashed brightly, and the blood-colored light was gradually dimming around the soaring wings. Instead, it was a thick fog, accompanied by strange energy flashing, and the gathering of fire elements, causing the blood-surge secret realm to change again!

Feng Zhuo and Hongmei Ancestor looked at each other and were both surprised and suddenly.

Such a strange thing is very familiar, it is like a signal that the Xueji Secret Realm is opened, and someone has entered the formation!

Who is it?

"I didn't feel anyone entering." Feng Zhuo's eyebrows slightly clumped.

"No one will be stupid to enter it at this time." The Red-Browed Ancestor also spoke. The ancient phoenix eagle is so strange now. Who knows what happened inside? The Blood Stirring Secret Realm was originally full of dangers, but now there are many unknown numbers. If you pick this time to enter, you may die immediately at any time.

The two looked at each other, and the light flashed in their eyes.

What I think in my mind at this moment is the same possibility!

"It's him!"

"pretty close."

A little joy flashed in Feng Zhuo and Hongmei Ancestor’s eyes.

…

Blood Stir-Fried Secret Realm.

"Oh?" Lin Feng was slightly surprised.

Feeling the fire dragon coming from the sky, without panic, the "Fire Pearl" in his hand reappeared, and instantly absorbed the violent flames. His body was in a daze, and in a short gap, Lin Feng instantly changed into a state of his body.

"Chi!" "Chi!"_"The flame suddenly changed from absorption to expel.

His eyes were slightly bright, and Lin Feng's figure was moving. When he looked carefully, his steps were full of rhythm and rhythm. The pearl of fire in his hand disappeared quickly, and Lin Feng's eyes were bright. However, he was a skilled man and brave. He didn't care about the flames at all, maintained the same melody and rhythm, and easily changed directions.

"Same."

"This formation has indeed not changed much."

Lin Feng smiled slightly.

For myself who now fully masters the "Seven-Secret Star Array", the flame array here is no longer a big problem.

The seemingly terrifying fire dragons layer by layer, but as long as they change their speed and direction according to their melody, it seems to turn themselves into part of the formation along the cycle, and the formation will be destroyed. There is no need to care about these fire dragons that are enough to hurt their clones, even if they are close.

Because I know very well...

The next "direction" these fire dragons will not be in themselves.

To some extent, it's a lot like 'illusion'.

Once you resist these fire dragons and destroy them, in fact, every warrior entering the formation is doing this, then the power of this formation will be truly reflected, and the seven sources are combined to form a terror combination cycle.

But sometimes seemingly complex existences, in fact-

It's very simple.

…

"Not you saved?" The Red-browed Ancestor looked at Feng Zhuo in confusion.

"Look first." Feng Zhuo was very calm, staring at the changes in the formation, as if he had some insight.

"Oh? I'm not worried about your grandson anymore?" The Red-browed Ancestor said with a smile.

"Worried." Feng Zhuo was very calm, "But don't you think it's easy to open the 'Blood Stirring Realm' this time?" The meaning of the words was a little vague, but it also made it clear that others couldn't understand. But the Red Eyebrow Ancestor understood.

"Oh..." The red-browed ancestor's eyes shining.

The formation at this time was unexpectedly perfect, just like a machine running simply without any additional.

This phenomenon has never happened.

"As I expected, he should have gained a lot in the 'Blood Stirring Realm'." Feng Zhuo said lightly, with a slight joy in his words. After all, Lin Feng has his bloodline on his body, and Lin Feng is strong, Feng Zhuo is very honored.

While speaking—

"Swish!" The center of the formation seemed to open a gate.

The two of them lit up their eyes. The thick fog spread in an instant, and the formation also stopped instantly. In the thick fog, a black figure stepped out calmly, slowly revealing the true face of Mount Lu.

It’s Lin Feng!

"Unlock the formation?" Feng Zhuo and Hongmei Ancestor were surprised.

Others may not know, but the two of them have such rich strength and experience. They also have countless experiences in breaking into the formation. In the first stage of the Blood Story Secret Realm, there is only one possibility to come out, that is, to break the formation with the strength of the Saint King level and break the formation for the "brute force".

As light and simple as Lin Feng, there is only one possibility to open a door for the formation and step out calmly.

Resolve the formation!

"Not bad." The Red-Browed Ancestor nodded in praise, with a surprise in his eyes.

"What a deep sense of formation, no wonder it can come out alive." Feng Zhuo whispered lightly, shocked. He devoted countless thoughts to crack this "Blood Story" formation, but never succeeded. This ancient formation is quite profound, and even a formation master like him cannot start.

Of course...

Lin Feng, but it was easily untied.

…

Looking ahead, Lin Feng's eyes flickered.

It feels very comfortable to leave the "Blood Stirring Realm" in a relaxed way.

But at this moment, the two figures that fell in front of him felt an indescribable sense of oppression, and one of them was very similar to the feeling that Zi gave him, the old man with red eyebrows!

"So strong, and he is also at the level of the Saint King." Lin Feng was slightly shocked.

In the human race, it is a very rare saint king level, that is, the Holy Lord level strongman. In the ancient race, he saw one after another. Every strength is so terrifying that the middle-aged man next to the Red-Browed Old Man has an unattainable temperament.

The momentum of the superior!

Moreover, I could not sense any of his breath.

"The same is the saint king level." Lin Feng was shocked. As the small Ancient Clan of the Jifeng, he had already seen two Saint King-level powerful men. How many are there in all the Phoenix Clans? How many are there in the entire southern ancient domain? How many are there in the entire ancient clan?

Thinking of this, Lin Feng couldn't help but sigh.

No wonder humans are just surviving under the ancient witch clan.

Without the support of powerful force at the top of the pyramid, no matter how strong the grassroots are, it is useless. In the Douling World, all you believe in is power and strength. The strong prey on the weak and the fittest survive. Whoever has the biggest fist is the boss.

"Meet the two seniors." Lin Feng bowed his head slightly to show respect.

This is the most basic politeness, and the two are very different from each other, and they don’t feel ‘hostility’ from them.

"Are you Lin Feng?" His voice was plain, but it seemed to have a tremolo. Lin Feng raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man who was not angry and powerful. His outline and facial features were vaguely similar to himself, including his emotional fluctuations at this time, and his breath was a little...

"Bang!Bang!" The feeling of heartbeat is indescribable. Lin Feng looked at Feng Zhuo with his eyes changing.

It's very clear and makes me feel very moved.

who is he?

"You're not calling me grandfather?" The Red Eyes Ancestor suddenly said something, breaking the silence and falling into Lin Feng's ears, but his eyes widened and his expression changed. Is the middle-aged man in front of him his "grandfather"?

In other words, it's his biological mother's...

Lin Feng, extremely shocked.

This feeling is different from facing his adoptive father Lin Zhen, because it is a deep understanding and a true connection of blood. In the hunting country, relatives who have the same feelings as their younger brothers and sisters, are now standing in front of themselves!

Is it true?

"I'm sorry, child." Feng Zhuo pursed his lips lightly, his face a little ugly, "I... don't deserve to be your grandfather."

A simple sentence tells everything.

Lin Feng looked at Feng Zhuo's emotional changes and understood a lot in his heart.

"What's the right thing to do?" The ancestor Hongmei scolded, "You are the kind of virtue, mother-in-law and mother, indecisive. You only know how to speak hard and be soft-hearted. You didn't change your mind back then and go to save your daughter." He curled his lips, and the ancestor Hongmei's ancestor looked slightly dark, "To be honest, I am the real ancestor...ah!"

Looking at the two, Lin Feng felt extremely complicated.

Although I don’t know what happened back then, I know one thing very well, that is, the "true love" between the two is not a false statement.

Especially this middle-aged man who was not angry and powerful, his eyes were slightly moist. Such emotional fluctuations were enough to prove everything. He was at the level of a Saint King and was a noble existence! Maybe he did something wrong back then, but no one was wrong. The deepest blood between relatives and relatives would never change.

"Grandpa." Lin Feng called softly.

No matter what he did wrong back then, there is no need to say anything more.

Because, this is a real relative.

"You, what are you calling me?" Feng Zhuo finally came to his senses at this time and looked at Lin Feng in a daze. Two tears burst out in his wet eyes. Among them, there was a lot of guilt and regret, but more of excitement, and joy that could not be concealed.

Who says men will not shed tears easily?

Even a person as arrogant as Feng Zhuo has his weaknesses.

Because everyone has seven emotions and six desires.
To be continued...