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"I heard Yang Qing say, how can you find a way to find the fire crow?"

After Lin Feng indulged, he asked Gao Fan.

A female monk in the crowd suddenly looked at Yang Qing: "Yang Qing is really a big mouth."

Yang Qing smiled apologetically.

Lin Feng looked at the woman, the other side is beautiful and tall, and the whole person is like a thorny rose.

This woman is one of the remaining three base-building monks except Gao Fan. Although it is the beginning of the foundation, it is faintly revealing a fierce temper. It is obvious that people often fight with each other and have a lot of practical experience.

Gao Fan smiled a little: "Morning sister, it's fine."

In the face of Gao Fan, Li Chenxi immediately changed from a tigress to a docile and nice kitten, and softly responded: "Yes, Gao Shixiong."

Judging from the name of Gao Fan, the two have a very close relationship.

The other female practitioners looked at Li Chenxi with a look of sorrow, but because of the presence of Gao Fan and the fear of Li Chen’s cultivation, all the female practitioners bowed their heads, regardless of their dissatisfaction.

Gao Fan turned to Lin Feng and smiled: "In fact, nothing special. I have inadvertently got a feather of a fire crow, and with this feather, I can barely sense a certain range of fire crows."

Lin Feng smiled slightly: "That's good."

Li Chenxi quietly approached Gao Fan: "Higher brother, this person's origin is unknown..."

Gao Fan smiled and said: "No problem, you can kill the crow, it is the same person."

Li Chenxi nodded and no longer said anything.

Joined this temporary team, Lin Feng saw more and said less, secretly observed, this team really is based on Gao Fan, Lin Feng also heard a lot of information about Gao Fan.

Born in a famous school, Fengshenzong, when he was less than 20 years old, opened up the sea to build the road base. After ten years of silence, he has not promoted the road. When everyone gradually forgot him, Gao Fan is here. He even built the second-class Lingtai and became the first person of Fengshenzong's younger generation.

Not only is the realm of Taoism high, but the actual combat power of Gao Fan is even above the Tao. The first-hand Fengshen's signature spell-like tornado is smashed by his practice.

The whole Fengshen sect recognized that even the elders of the Jindan period, even the ancestors of the Yuan Ying period, can only beat the Gao Fan in terms of mana, but they can't be more sophisticated than him.

The road is not flat, and Gao Fan often uses the road for the sky. For example, this time the encirclement of the fire crows is the action of Gao Fan’s seeing the fire crow slaughter the civilians and launching them under the indignation.

It is such a proud prince, the star of tomorrow, but it is modest and approachable. The fellow initiates are getting along with the monks who are lower than him. They don’t have a slight shelf, and often more generously point to the Fa, to fund the panacea.

Lin Feng stood by and watched. Whenever the team stopped to rest, everyone would be surrounded by Gao Fan to ask the Dao, and Gao Fan would not refuse, one by one.

These people will naturally not sell their own methods, Gao Fan will never cross the border, and there are any doubts in the process of the training. Gao Fan will try his best to answer them.

At the same time, Gao Fan will give a variety of medicinal herbs to everyone, help to practice, restore mana, detoxification, and so on, and so on.

There are indications that this person is a rich and handsome man in a standard comprehension world.

And it is not the kind of low-level high-skilled rich who has no head, no brains, no bullying, and arrogant, but a high-quality, handsome and rich man with ideals, karma, ambition, sense of justice, honesty, and approachability!

Lin Feng turned to look at Yang Qing next to him and smiled and asked: "Why don't you go?"

Yang Qing scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly: "Every problem is known to me. The elders of the division can't solve it, or they don't bother Gao Shixiong."

Lin Feng shook his head and didn't speak.

Yang Qing’s biggest problem is not that his talent for learning spells is low, but that his mind is too fragile.

But the two sides met for the first time, and it is not appropriate to make a deep statement. Lin Feng will not say anything more.

A lot of things, especially those on the level of the will of the heart, still depend on oneself.

The pedestrians stopped and stopped in the northern mountains of the Kunlun Mountains. One day, the leader of the Gao Fan suddenly stopped.

Others followed him and stopped moving forward. Lin Feng was in the middle of the team and watched quietly. He saw Gao Fan take out a bird that was more than a foot long.

The feathers are reddish and there is a faint flash of fire.

Gao Fan frowned at the feathers and said: "It is nearby and is approaching us."

Lin Feng looked at it carefully and saw the frequency of the flashing of the feathers getting faster and faster.

The crowd made a slight commotion, and the firefighter's combat power is still very strong, especially the large number, it is very difficult to deal with.

Gao Fan took a gourd from his waist and poured out a pile of mung bean-sized red-red medicinal herbs.

He turned and said: "The fire of the Raven's Rising Sun is quite powerful, especially the smoke of the wings. The fireworks are mixed together to produce fire poison, which breaks the body-protecting power of our Terran monks. In case of a poison, There is a danger of losing their lives."

"This is the refuge of my elders' refining. After taking it, it can prevent fire and poison. Everyone has one grain, and they are ready to fight."

A group of people went to Gao Fan and quickly grabbed the drug.

Lin Feng looked at his palm red red medicine, his pupils shrank slightly, but he quickly returned to normal, and if nothing had happened, he took the fire from Dan.

The people just finished taking the medicine and suddenly felt a heat wave in the sky in the north.

Lin Feng looked into the distance and saw that the entire sky in the north was dyed into a red flame. A huge wave of fire swept across the crowd.

In the boundless fire, hundreds of firecracks flew out, and the screams were screaming, deafening, and people were very upset.

In the center of the fire crow group, a red boy is guarded, but the appearance of this monarch is really flattering.

The body is thin and dry, the pointed-nosed monkey squats, and the face is purple and black, and a pair of small ears are straight and straight, and the head of the light is not born.

A group of fire ravens sculpt the red-haired juvenile in the center, screaming and whispering, "Mr. Shaojun!"

Lin Feng stared at the red boy, his eyes brightened: "This is the fire crow Shaojun?"

The crows are descendants of the blood of the ancient demon three-legged Jinwu, whose patriarch was revered as the Raven King. The rumor has been cultivated as the supernatural master of the ancestor Jinwu Dasheng who controls the sun.

This fire crow is the youngest son of the Fire Raven King.

It is only in the eyes of Lin Feng, it is a golden chicken that will lay golden eggs.

Lin Feng's eyes were moving, and there was no rush to shoot. His eyes fell on Gao Fan.

Sure enough, Gao Fan stepped forward and stared at the fire crows in the sky. He said: "Your crows have always been squatting south of the Kunlun Mountains. Why did they suddenly enter the Kunlun Mountains, killing more and killing civilians?"

The fire crow Shaojun did not care about him. He looked down at the fiery feathers in Gao Fan’s hand. Then he snorted from the nose: “Ben Shaojun also said why humans are getting closer and closer. The feathers."

He stared at Gao Fan and smiled: "You are rushing to death, Ben Shaojun will be yours!"

As soon as he ordered, hundreds of fire crows around him screamed at Lin Feng and others on the ground, and brought up the sky and the sea, as if it was a fire.

Gao Fan looked calm and calm, looking at the group of fire crows thrown in the sky, faintly spit out a few words.

"Hey, you can forgive, you can't live, you can't live."

The voice did not fall, and the white robes suddenly lit up with a glare of light, turned into the surrounding air, brought a tornado, and rushed into the air to sweep the sea of ​​fire brought by the fire crows.

In addition to Lin Feng, everyone in the audience drank a slap in the air, Yang Qing looked at Gao Fan, his eyes were full of envy.

Lin Feng had a look of indifferent look, watching Gao Fan screaming and waving his arm forward: "You, demon, demon, just today!"

All the people shouted and shouted, showing their powers and killing the fire crows.