Lin Feng's heart moved and took back the light of the beast god.

"Yes." Du Chong's eyes became clear, and he was slightly stunned.

The next moment, Du Chong screamed as if he had seen a ghost: "Damn, why is this happening? You can actually control my mind."

"I said, you have no room to bargain with me. Now, wait for death slowly." Lin Feng smiled coldly and walked towards Song Xuan.

Song Xuan looked up at Lin Feng and smiled bitterly.

Although he could not see it, he could hear it.

He finally understood how powerful Lin Feng's soul power had reached.

"Come on, let me see your soul power." Song Xuan said quietly,

Lin Feng didn't say anything, a blood light flashed in his pupils, turning into two rays of light and landing on Song Xuan's forehead.

Song Xuan snorted, and pain appeared between his eyebrows, but his eyes were still clear.

After all, it is the soul of a high-level warrior. Although Lin Feng's Beast God Light is powerful, it cannot completely defeat Song Xuan's soul defense.

This is also because Lin Feng's bloodline has not been fully awakened, and the light of the Beast God is not strong enough. If the power of his bloodline is fully awakened, the power of the Beast God's light can be truly revealed.

However, this powerful soul pressure also made Song Xuan extremely uncomfortable. He was seriously injured and his soul was also affected. Even if he could hold on for the time being, he was destined to be unable to hold on for too long.

"Lin Feng, you are indeed powerful. Your rise is unstoppable."

Song Xuan said in pain, "It's a pity that you killed my master, otherwise we wouldn't have been in a hostile position. After seeing your song "Watching the Sea", the master's first thought was to take me to you and want to do something big with you. Unexpectedly... Alas, if you hadn't killed Master Fang, things wouldn't have come to this point."

Lin Feng snorted and ignored him. It was already here, and nothing was meaningless to say.

He is not willing to cause trouble, but he will not be deceived.

Fang Ruoxu wanted to kill him, but was killed by him. Fang Xiaotian led the Qinglong Sect Jingrui to avenge Fang Ruoxu, but was also killed by him. Jinglei Sword Jiang Jun wanted to avenge his senior brother Fang Xiaotian, and was also killed by him. Song Xuan wanted to avenge his master, but he still had to die in his hands.

No matter what Song Xuan said, his fate could not be changed today, that is death, Lin Feng never had any kindness to the enemy,

Lin Feng is even more unkind about the person who wants to kill him. As long as he dares to come, he dares to kill him, and there will be no spiritual burden.

"Don't attack the soul anymore. What do you want to know? I can tell you." Song Xuan said in pain. Obviously, Lin Feng's soul attack made him extremely uncomfortable and could hardly hold on.

Lin Feng snorted, took away the light of the beast god, and looked at Song Xuan and said, "There is only one thing that I am interested in. Why did you become a level seven warrior?"

Song Xuan took a breath and said weakly: "This is a big secret. I can tell you, but you can only know it."

"Do you want to tell me the conditions too?" Lin Feng's eyes cold.

"This is the secret of heaven, and cannot be revealed. In front of everyone, I cannot say it. It's not that I don't want to say it, but that I cannot say it. I want to say it, but I cannot say it. Lin Feng, everyone, can you understand what I said?" Song Xuan said powerlessly.

Lin Feng's eyes flashed slightly, nodded to Ye Zi and the others, reached out and lifted Song Xuan. After a flash, he had already reached the meadow in the distance.

Then his mind moved, and the power of the jing divine isolation the area ten feet around the two of them. No one could detect it in this area.

"Now, you can say it."

"Speaking of this, it is thanks to you that I can become a level seven warrior." Song Xuan said with a wry smile, "The key to this is the message my master asked you to bring me."

"That message." Lin Feng frowned,

"The stone spring flows through the dark walls, and the grass dew drops on the autumn roots... It is your solution to this question that has given me great strength and become a level seven warrior in one fell swoop." Song Xuan smiled and said with a stern smile, "Look, it is so easy to obtain power on this Xuanwu Continent."

"Tell me clearly." Lin Feng said coldly,

"This is the secret of heaven. I can only explore it little by little. Even if I want to tell you everything, I can't do it." Song Xuan smiled bitterly, "I can only tell you that all this is related to the relics of Wending."

"It's the remains of Wending again." Lin Feng frowned slightly,

"If you enter the Wending Ruins, you don't have to wait until the ruins are opened. Like my master and I, you can enter and exit the Wending Ruins at any time. However, there is no big benefit to enter the Pingri. Most of the places inside have restrictions and cannot be entered at all. These restrictions will only be weakened when they are opened, giving people the opportunity to hunt for treasures." Song Xuan took a breath and said,

Lin Feng frowned even more.

"After writing poems by Zhuangmao, the Zhuangmao, disappeared. More than a hundred masterpieces spread throughout the mainland, but secretly caused more than a dozen high-level warriors in Xiaozhou." Song Xuan sighed, "My Lin, I hope you don't follow the footsteps of Zhuangmao and make wedding dresses for others in vain."

"You mean..." Lin Feng's heart moved slightly,

"Don't write poems and essays to others casually. Try not to do such things. Most of these people have ulterior motives and cannot trust them, especially women, which is even more so."

"My Lin, I will only tell you one thing. In Xiaozhou, warriors like poetry, songs and essays are not without cause. In the dark, people are secretly guiding everything. On this Xuanwu Continent, literary talent and elegance can be directly transformed into power, such as... For example, stone springs flow in dark walls, and grass dew drops in autumn roots."

There was suddenly blood gushing in Song Xuan's nostrils, and blood was like an arrow, spewing out several feet high, and then turned into blood rain and sprinkled on Song Xuan's body.

"It seems that I have said too much, which has aroused the jealousy of heaven and earth." Song Xuan smiled miserably, "Well, let me say a few more words. It is also a pleasure to die at the hands of heaven."

"A song "Watching the Sea" has been famous on the mainland, creating your name for everyone, but I don't know who it has made. There are gods three feet above my head. Lin, on this Xuanwu Continent, the will of heaven really exists."

"My master entered the ruins of Wending a hundred years ago and got a literary tripod. Now this cultural tripod is here with me. Lin, if you get this item, after entering the ruins of Wending a cultural tripod, you can use this cultural tripod to enter and exit the ruins of Wending a cultural tripod at will and find opportunities for the Snow God Pill. It is once every fifty years for others, but it will be available at any time for you."

As she said that, Song Xuan's seven orifices were cracking, and blood kept spurting.

"Why do you want to help me?" Lin Feng asked with a frown.

"Because I don't want others to gain power out of thin air like me. It's too simple and unfair to gain power in this way."

Song Xuan smiled terrified, "But this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that you killed my master, so I want you to die."

"Lin Feng, there are many crises in the ruins of Wending. Don't think that you are invincible when you enter it. You are a hero. You will definitely go for your father's arm, and my wish is to let you die there."

"You don't have a choice, you will definitely go, haha, haha."

"All God's will is bullshit. I'll fuck you, I'll leak my secrets and offend you. Come and kill me, kill me." Song Xuan laughed wildly and shouted to the sky.

"Why don't you let me die? Dog Ri, then I'll say one more thing. The way to turn this literary talent into strength is..." Song Xuan yelled wildly, and suddenly a blood hole broke out on the center of his forehead. The passionate blood mixed with his brain rushed out and sprinkled on the grass.

Song Xuan's voice stopped abruptly, his face was still full of madness.

At least he did not die at Lin Feng's hands, so he was very satisfied.

The blood no longer gushed, and Song Xuan's body slowly became cold. Lin Feng waved his hand and a storage container flew out of Song Xuan and landed in his hand.

The Yuanli imprint on it was easily erased, and Lin Feng entered the perception ability and his mind moved slightly, and a bronze square cauldron appeared in his hand.

The small tripod looks extremely rough and the material seems to be very ordinary. It seems like a handicraft made by a crappy craft. It is also inconspicuous to throw it into an antique shop.

There is a trace of cloud pattern on the body of the tripod. An ancient small character is engraved in it, which is the word "wen".

"This is the so-called Wen Ding. According to Song Xuan, this should be a token of the Wen Ding ruins. You can enter and exit the Wen Ding ruins at will with this Wen Ding, but it will only have such effects after entering for the first time."

"With this Wen Ding, I will definitely be able to find the Snow God Pill from the Wen Ding ruins, so that my father's broken arm will grow again."

Looking at this inconspicuous square tripod, Lin Feng was also a little excited.

Song Xuan's words contained a lot of information. Most of the words were extremely important, but Song Xuan was incoherent and could not understand now.

But for him, this Wending Ding is the most important thing.

After all, the adventure of Wending ruins must have time limits. Within the limited time, he cannot guarantee that he can get the Snow God Pill from it.

But with this token, it is completely different. He has enough time to enter and exit the ruins of this Wending Ding, and has a greater possibility of obtaining the Snow God Pill.

"Thank you." Looking at Song Xuan who was already silent, Lin Feng whispered,

Although Song Xuan still wanted him to die, he provided him with the opportunity to get the Snow God Pill. Lin Feng was really grateful to this person at this moment because his father's arm had a much greater chance of restoring it.

So Lin Feng was not ready to care about his previous offenses.

Of course, Song Xuan is dead, and there is no possibility of worrying about it anymore.

...

Lin Feng carried Song Xuan back to the place of war. At this moment, Du Chong's blood had almost dried up, and he was already dying and could not speak.

Xie Fei'er's pretty face was full of sadness, and she walked over gently, bowed deeply to Lin Feng, and whispered: "Lin Feng, thank you for avenging my Qingxu Sect. Can these two people be left to us to deal with?"
Chapter completed!