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The four senior brothers and the little princess saw a completely different scene. All they saw was that the tables, chairs, beds, beds, and other dead creatures were flying around him continuously while nodding at him from time to time.

The little princess muttered to herself, "Oh my god, he has already improved to such a degree. He is indeed worthy to be my, Mu Di's man. But how long will he take to break through?" It's hard to say. "

"With me protecting you little junior apprentice-brother, you can rest assured. It seems like little junior apprentice-brother has had a pretty good encounter, this breakthrough will bring him even more benefits. Ai, so powerful, our four little brothers were only Spirit Kings when he was his age."

"… …"

"Master, little junior apprentice-brother hasn't woken up yet. What should we do?"

"Third brother, it's fine, he'll wake up soon. I can feel it, and the benefits from his breakthrough this time are not ordinary. His results have far exceeded your imagination, and even exceeded my past achievements."

"Master, we should be able to make it in time for the competition, right?"

"Ol 'Two, why are you panicking? You can't change your impatient look."

"Yes, Master taught me a lesson."

Suddenly, Ling Feng slightly opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Long Xiaotian standing in front of him. He hurriedly tried to stabilize his breath, wanting to kneel down.

Long Xiaotian hurriedly helped him up, "Hurry, don't kneel. Your breath is still unstable, let's rest first."

Ling Feng felt it and realized that he was now a Level 4 Spiritual Master. A nineteen years old Level 4 Spiritual Master, hehe, quite impressive.

Long Xiaotian said, "Tomorrow morning, the northern peak of Meng Mountain. Let's set off together. Feng'er, you have to be gentle and leave some face for others. Hahaha, I, Old Long, have picked up a treasure."

The four senior brothers also laughed.

Ling Feng ate some tonic, and after a night of rest, he was in an excellent condition. The next day, he rushed to the northern peak of Meng Mountain with his master and senior brothers.

Long Xiao Tian flew, Ling Feng spread his wings and flew beside his master, and his four senior brothers each rode a Seventh Stage Cloud-Piercing Giant Hawk and followed him on four sides.

Meng Mountain Mountain wasn't too far away from Milan City, and the six people's flying speed was extremely fast as well. In less than half an hour, they had already arrived at the corner of the northern peak.

The gigantic mountain peak was comparable to a small city. It was as tall as a mountain, and countless clouds shrouded the mountainside. It was as if it was a paradise on earth.

In order to show his respect to his master, Long Xiaotian brought his five disciples to a mountain and prepared to walk up the mountain.

Suddenly, Long Xiao Tian turned his head to look at the misty sky, "Old Bo, why are you hiding your face and showing your tail? Why haven't we met since our arrival?"

A wave of laughter came from within the fog. As the fog dissipated, four people showed up.

They were two youths and two elders.

One of the youths stepped forward, "Old Long, it's been so many years since we last met. How have you been?"

Ling Feng thought to himself, "So this is the Water Emperor Poseidon? Seeing his calm face, there is no trace of a cultivator. If I had never seen him in person before, I would have thought that he was younger than me. "

Another youth fanned himself with a folding fan. "Flying to the heavens and entering the earth is the Emperor of Water. Water Emperor's disciple Bai Xiaochang greets Brother Ling. I wish Brother Ling success in the Large Competition. "

As he spoke, he bowed deeply towards Lingfeng.

Ling Feng replied with a bow. "The Water Emperor's disciple is indeed worthy of his reputation. He has a reserved aura and is a low-key person. I admire him."

A flash of light appeared in the eyes of the white grass and it gave off the feeling that someone had seen through it.

Ling Feng thought to himself: "This child's skin is rosy, and his blood vessels are dilated. He should be cultivating water magic to a certain extent before displaying any carelessness."

The two old men were the head disciple and the third disciple of the Ocean Emperor.

The Water Emperor and Thunder God didn't move, so naturally the disciples of the two wouldn't move either.

Only to see Poseidon shouting loudly towards the sky, "Jin, is it tiring to keep stepping on that broken sword?"

With an explosive shout from the cloud layer, the five of them landed in front of everyone.

Two of them rode on golden swords, while the other three rode flying magical beasts.

The two of them were respectively a young man, a young man, and a young man named Murong Piao. The young man was tall and proud, with a face as beautiful as a woman's.

The remaining three people were old men. Needless to say, all three of them were Gold King disciples.

Murong Piao bowed towards Ling Feng, and Ling Feng returned the greeting. However, he acted as if he didn't see Bai Xiao Yao at all.

The small white grass also turned a blind eye to Murong Piao as it continued to fan itself.

Jin Wuming, who had just arrived, did not greet anyone and shouted towards the distance: "Why are you still not showing yourself? I say, barbarian, how long are you going to follow me? "

Another four people flashed by in the distance, three skinny old men and a large young man.

The skinny old man in the middle had a goatee. He said to the three demigods, "My three brothers, you came early. I, Tu Man, am very polite." As he spoke, he cupped his hands together in greeting.

His body was covered in soil, and a tall and big disciple said to Ling Feng, "You have improved again. Oh wow, even such a heavy injury on your foot has healed. I really don't want to fight with you right now."

Ling Feng replied coldly, "My foot injury is a form of greeting. You will know what the consequences are."

At this moment, Long Xiaotian excitedly looked into the distance.

Poseidon's face was full of smiles. "She's here. If not, why would Old Dragon be so excited?"

"I haven't seen Sister Shui in a long time. She must be as beautiful as the evening sky."

Sure enough, Shui Rou led Mu Laoban, Mu Laoban, and Mu Di over.

Her appearance was very calm, without the slightest affectation. She exuded the elegance of nobility, but no one would doubt her strength.

Shui Rou bowed to the other SemiGod experts, ignoring Long Xiao Tian. The Little Princess, however, was afraid of her master and did not dare to speak to Ling Feng. She could only pass her love and admiration to him through her eyes.

The five SemiGod experts led their proud disciples slowly towards the northern peak.

Ling Feng was not able to sense any particularly powerful auras from these five demigods. He knew that this was something unique to those who had reached the realm of returning to their true nature. He could not help but feel envy and admiration.

At this moment, a loud and clear voice came from the distance, "Hey, you guys are too ungrateful. You didn't even wait for me and I in the open sea."

The first summoner, Ming Guanghai, was leading a middle-aged man who rushed over.

He was as strong as an ox, and his appearance was that of a middle-aged man. His face was red, but there was a tinge of white in it, indicating his deep background.

That middle-aged man was his eldest disciple. Although he had a simple and honest expression, no one would think that he was an honest man.

And that young man was naturally the last disciple — Qing He.

Qing He glanced at Ling Feng, "Little Ling Feng, I won't give you another chance this time, just you wait and see."

Without waiting for Ling Feng to speak, the Little Princess shouted: "With just you? Let's get through me first. "