On the day when the entire Qingyun Sect traveled to another world, Lin Feng was peeking at the forbidden books in the Sutra Pavilion.
The mountain-protecting formation shattered like glass, and the leader turned into blood mist on the spot.
The master used his body to protect Lin Feng, but half of his body was torn apart by the space crack.
When Lin Feng climbed up among the corpses everywhere, he found that the spiritual energy of this world was actively entering his body.
"Evil disciple! How dare you secretly practice magic skills?" The elder sister's sword was pressed against his throat.
Lin Feng raised his right arm that could swallow stars and smiled bitterly:
"Senior sister, do you believe me when I say this is a passive skill?"
