Chapter 542 (2/2)

Now he just wants to catch Lin Feng, and then torture him hard to solve his hatred. After all, his good group anniversary was made like this by Lin Feng. When it came out, he couldn't hang on Wang Jianlin's face.

The eighth level monk's eyes swept the whole audience with a hint of contempt.

you bet.

As a level 8 practitioner, he does have such qualifications, because even in the practice of Buddhism, level 8 is definitely the best.

”Boss.”

Seeing the visitor, the three monks immediately showed surprise and went to his fans one after another.

”What's going on?”

The level eight monk looked at the three people and asked without expression. He completely ignored the eyes of others and took a posture of detachment from everything.

Hearing the eighth level monk's question, their faces Suddenly sank and looked at Lin Feng, who was sitting there alone and still drinking wine.

Following the eyes of the three, the level 8 monk also fell on Lin Feng.

After a simple look, he withdrew his eyes with a trace of contempt.

Because he didn't feel the slightest particularity from Lin Feng, he didn't pay attention to Lin Feng at all. More accurately, people like Lin Feng didn't deserve him to pay attention.

”That boy blocked the cultivation of the three of us.” One of the monks said to the eighth level monk with an ugly face.

Wen Yan.

The eighth level monk's eyes suddenly picked up, and his palm immediately fell on the three people.

Then, his face, which had never moved, finally changed slightly.

Because at this moment, he finally realized that things were extraordinary and could seal the cultivation of monks. He had never heard of this method except that some big sects had this secret method.

”And.”

”This man sealed off our cultivation without our God's knowledge.” The sixth level monk added.

The eighth level monk's face again.

If it can be explained by some unknown secret methods to seal off the cultivation achievements of practitioners by some means, then God can only describe it with horror.

As soon as his palm fell, he quickly made several fingerprints and patted one of them on the back.

obviously.

He tried to use his accomplishments of level 8 practitioners to help them remove their seals.

However, after a lot of hard work, he found it futile. He tried it three times before he gave up.

Finally.

He looked at Lin Feng again, up and down, without any mistakes, as if he wanted to see Lin Feng through.

But what he thought, the young man in front of him was just an ordinary man, and he didn't notice the slightest particularity.

Finally, he slowly raised his feet and walked towards Lin Feng step by step.

In his steps, he carried the heavy momentum of his eighth level monk. This is the unique aura of level 8 monks. The spearhead is directed at Lin Feng.

But even if he was targeting Lin Feng, many people in the field still felt flustered. What's more, it was like a stone hammering their chest, which was stuffy and out of breath.