Chapter 582 Ants

A thin line of sky, strong wind blowing wildly.

Behind Wenren Lige, there seemed to be countless petals flying all over the sky, sweeping up a faint murderous aura and filling the entire sky.

The moment the words fell, there was no response.

Wenren Lige's mouth curved slightly, and he snorted coldly. He suddenly flicked his sleeves, and in an instant, countless petals flew out in one direction, performing a 'Fairy Spreading Flowers' move. It seemed like a gentle move, but it was like thunder. Bombarded a stone wall.

boom.

In an instant, gravel was scattered everywhere.

Almost at the same time, a figure jumped up and shot down the debris flying from all around.

As soon as the figure landed on the ground, Luo Feng's eyes were fixed on Wenren Lige, "It turns out to be the Master of Wenren Palace."

A flash of doubt flashed deep in Luo Feng's eyes. He came to practice in Yixiantian. Even Jiang Xiaoxue didn't know. How could Wenren Lige find out so easily? Luo Feng was sure that it was impossible for his aura to leak out, otherwise, it would not only be Wenren Lige who came to his door this time.

At the beginning, Luo Feng devoted himself wholeheartedly to his cultivation, his mind and body were united, and he had no idea that Wenren Lige was coming. Unexpectedly, when Wenren Lige came to the First-line Queen, she launched an attack on herself without saying a word. This made Luo Feng's eyes flash with anger. If he was disturbed while practicing, he might go crazy at any time.

As the master of Shenhua Palace, Wenren Lige couldn't possibly not understand this, but even so, she still took action.

"I wonder when did the boy offend Palace Master Wenren?" Luo Feng gently cupped his hands and spoke in a low voice, neither humble nor arrogant.

At this time, Wenren Lige's eyes also flashed with surprise, "A mere ant with the sixth level of Ming Jin can actually dodge this attack from me?"

Luo Feng's expression did not change and he looked at Wenren Lige calmly.

After a while, Wen Renlige put his hands behind his back and glanced at Luo Feng coldly, "Why haven't you left Zhujian Peak yet?"

"I'm curious, how did Palace Master Wenren know that I didn't leave?" Luo Feng asked lightly.

"It's okay to tell you." Wen Renlige replied, "From the moment you stepped into the bamboo house last night, your body was stained with a unique smell of pollen. It will not dissipate within three days, even if it is No matter how deep you hide it, it will be easy for me to find you out."

"Catch it out?" Luo Feng thought about it for a few times and then said

He smiled and said, "Palace Master Wenren, I'm afraid this is a misnomer."

"Humph, Luo Feng, don't think that I don't know what you are thinking." Wenren Lige flicked his sleeves and said coldly, "Meng'er is kind and innocent, and she is not very involved in world affairs and human relations, but you, just Just take advantage of her to achieve your goals."

"What." Luo Feng was dumbfounded. After a while, he looked at Wenren Lige and murmured, "Palace Master Wenren, your imagination is too rich."

Wen Renli Ge's eyes flashed with disdain, "If a man dares to act and take responsibility, he still dares to quibble?"

"I would like to ask the Palace Master." Luo Feng raised his hands and said, "What purpose am I going to use Teacher Jun to achieve?"

"Enter the Three Religions and become a disciple of the Three Religions." Wenren Lige said one word after another.

Luo Feng was stunned for a moment, then he stopped laughing, "Disciple of the Three Religions? I'm not interested."

Hearing this, Wenren Lige looked at Luo Feng with even more contempt. He was not interested in becoming a disciple of the three religions? What kind of international joke are you kidding? There are still warriors in the world who don’t want to enter the practice of the three religions?

"Originally, I was just suspicious. Now it seems that you are really ambitious when you approach Meng'er." Wenren Lige's eyes revealed murderous intent.

Luo Feng seemed to feel a cold air coming towards his face, and subconsciously took a step back, staring at Wenren Lige, "If you want to incriminate yourself, why bother? Palace Master Wenren, what do you want?" "

"There is only one road." Wenren Lige looked as indifferent as frost, "You, Luo Feng, will disappear from Meng'er's sight forever."

"Even if I promise you now, I may not..."

"So, I don't need your consent." Before Luo Feng could finish speaking, Wenren Lige interrupted, with murderous intent on his face, "There is only one kind of person in the world who is the most trustworthy."

"Dead man." Luo Feng's face was as calm as water, but deep in his eyes, a ball of flame gradually burned.

There is anger in the heart.

Wenren Lige only relied on this unfounded accusation, or in other words, he might have an influence on Jun Lianmeng, so he had to kill him. At this moment, he had no idea about the so-called three religions and five sects. Luo Feng, who had a good impression, added a bit of disgust out of thin air.

"It's good that you have this awareness." Wenren Lige glanced at the sky, and the smoke was lingering. "It's time for you to rest in peace if you can be buried under such a dangerous and beautiful scenery."

"Ha ha……"

Suddenly, Luo Feng raised his head and laughed, an unruly look flashed between his brows. He glanced at Wenren Lige and said with deep disdain in his voice, "Three religions and five sects are all so contemptuous of others."

"What did you say?" Wen Renli Ge's face darkened, "You don't know how high the sky is, if I want to kill you, it would be as easy as strangling an ant. If it weren't for Meng'er's sake, you would have died long ago. The whole body is dead."

Luo Feng chuckled and waved his hand, "Then I, an ant, beg Palace Master Wenren to grant you permission."

"Arrogance."

As soon as the words fell, Wenren Lige waved her sleeves, and colorful petals swept all over the sky. Every look contained a murderous intent. In an instant, the murderous intent was revealed, spreading everywhere, and it was overwhelming and about to wrap up Luo Feng's body.

This was just the power brought by Wenren Lige's casual wave of her sleeves.

Wenren Lige was the master of the Divine Flower Palace, and ranked fifty-third on the Holy List.

An extremely terrifying ranking. After all, most of the top fifty on the Holy List were firmly occupied by the strong men of the three religions.

In her eyes, Luo Feng was just a little guy of the sixth level of Ming Jin. Wenren Lige felt that calling him an 'ant' was a bit of an insult to the ant.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

With Luo Feng as the center, the petals shot out. At this moment, almost all of them hit Luo Feng, and there were loud explosions. The sky was rumbling, and the cliffs around the narrow sky were bombarded with rubble. The scene was magnificent.

And Luo Feng's figure was completely submerged.

"Ants are ants after all." Wenren Lige shook her head, her expression calm and colorless. Luo Feng's life or death had no effect on her at all. "If you want to blame, blame you for using Meng'er. You can't be her inner demon."

Wenren Lige flicked her sleeves lightly and turned to leave.

"Palace Master Wenren is really worthy of being an elegant and noble person. He is very skilled in playing with flowers and plants." Behind him, a voice with a bit of teasing sounded. "It's a pity that with this little power, it seems that I can't kill an ant like me."