Chapter 272： The mountains stand up, and the scenery stops (2/2)
"Tips for carving insects."
Lin Feng glanced at the blood-colored handkerchief covering the sky, and waved his hand with a sneer, "Love the treasure pot!"
boom!
The Falling Treasure Basin appears.
The mouth of the basin spewed out colorful rays of light, and the blood-colored handkerchief was irradiated by the colorful rays of rays, and quickly became smaller and revealed its original shape, struggling to fall into the basin unwillingly.
"Perfect." Lin Feng smiled.
"Three thousand worlds in the palm of your hand!"
Lin Feng's huge palm was like the sky, and with a single slap, the strong horns were swept away.
"Pfft!" The horned strong man vomited a mouthful of blood, and was immediately hit hard. At the same time, he felt that the blood-colored handkerchief that he had refined for many years had disappeared, and he was horrified.
"You give me back the treasure!" The strong man with horns was heartbroken like a knife, he roared at Lin Feng, and said at the same time, "Have you seen enough of the show, and haven't you shot yet?"
The handwriting just fell.
Swish!
Another seven or eight strong men appeared.
Those powerhouses have different forms, but they are all high-level saint-level powerhouses, and they hold treasures of various forms.
They have indeed been waiting here.
Deliberately sent a horned strong man to test Lin Feng's strength.
Seeing that Lin Feng's strength is extraordinary, the robbery of the strong horns has been robbed, and they have to show up.
Seven or eight strong people communicated.
"The idea is tricky, let's go together."
"Kill foreigners, foreigners deserve to die!"
"kill!"
They immediately called out their own robbery.
Several abruptly kill to kill!
Those robbed treasures have the appearance of gourds, boxes, rulers, green lanterns and so on.
There are seven or eight pieces in total, which are aggressive and extraordinary at first glance.
"Good come!"
Lin Feng praised in his heart.
"Drop Treasure Pot."
The Falling Treasure Basin was extremely flexible, the mouth of the basin was quickly turned around, and a large piece of Caixia spit out to those robbed treasures.
The robbery comes faster, and the Caixia of the falling treasure pot is faster!
Swish!
Gourd Jiebao, Box Jiebao was brushed off by Caixia of Luobaopen.
Swish!
Treasures such as rulers and green lanterns were also brushed off by Caixia.
Swish!
Golden pupils, coffins and other treasures cannot escape the poisonous hands of the treasure pot.
Just in the blink of an eye.
Many robbery treasures that the aboriginal powerhouses relied on have fallen into Lin Feng's treasure pot.
It seems that these indigenous people deliberately gave the treasures to Lin Feng.
This is outrageous!
It's so outrageous!
Many strong people stared blankly at this scene...
"I can't detect the existence of the treasure."
"Me too, the mark of the treasure must have been erased."
"Ah, my treasure, that's my companion treasure!"
It's like being turned on.
The eyes of the powerhouses who reacted suddenly were blood red one after another.
It was a pain that cut through the heart like a knife, and the anger generated from the pain to the extreme.
"You return the treasure to me!"
"I fought with you!"
"Let's die together!"
The powerhouses who were forced to take the treasures by Lin Feng roared and rushed towards him.
"Haha." Lin Feng sneered, wanting to return the treasure, why don't you dream!
He immediately called out the nine avatars.
Under the continuous weakening of the town's holy tower, this group of high-level robbery saints is very strong.
But that's it.
It's a bit of a hassle at most.
Lin Feng hates trouble!
"Three thousand worlds in the palm of your hand!" Lin Feng's body once again used his supernatural powers, the giant palm covered the sky, and in the palm of the palm were countless layered worlds, and each palm pattern had supernatural power.
At the same time, the nine clones rushed towards the aboriginal powerhouses.
A look of grimness flashed across Lin Feng's face.
"Blast me!!"