Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

"Ouch..."

But he saw that bitch lying on the open ground, covering his abdomen with his front hooves, twitching the corners of his mouth from time to time, looking weak, and moaning from time to time.

Ling Feng rolled his eyes, stepped forward and kicked him a few times, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, stop howling, who made you greedy!"

"You kid, you still have some sympathy! After all, this beast has been with you for so many years, and there is hard work without credit. Now that this beast has been poisoned and is dying, you are still making sarcastic remarks here! Please be a human being. !”

"hehe……"

Ling Feng was speechless for a while, "I said you're almost fine. I've just used Taixuan acupuncture to detoxify you. If you continue to fart for a few days, you'll be fine. If you're dying, don't pretend to be dead!"

"Hmph!" The stupid donkey snorted, "In short, I don't care about the Tianhuang Divine Flower, at least I have to give this divine beast a petal!"

This bitch!

The corner of Ling Feng's mouth twitched slightly. This guy with such a good mood was just waiting for him!

It’s so evil!

"Then just lie down here and wait until that old guy Yi Ting sends someone over. Then you can argue with them!"

Ling Feng shrugged and was too lazy to answer this guy. He turned around and walked away. At the same time, he said to Yu Bingqing and the others: "Bingqing, let's go!"

"Don't, don't, don't..."

Seeing that Ling Feng was serious, the bitch didn't dare to continue acting like a fool, so he jumped up like a carp, but when he got up, another fart exploded with a "bang".

Not long after, Ling Feng released the God Eater again, and everyone boarded the ship, heading towards the direction of the Tower of the Gods again at full speed.

In view of the excessive displacement of Jianlu in the past few days, Ling Feng was also afraid that this guy would stink up his Five Elements Heavenly Palace, so he did not take Jianlu back to the Five Elements Heavenly Palace, but let him stay on the deck of the God Eater. Go up and vent whatever you want.

This endless sea is enough for him to wait in line for as long as he wants!

…

The top floor of the Black Tower of God.

An old man with gray hair looked at the various symbols and marks that were beating frequently in the light curtains in front of him with deep eyes. He was in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking about.

At the center of all the light curtains is a pattern that looks like a container. Ninety-nine percent of the gaps in the container have been filled.

This also marks that the Black Tower of the God has reached the final stage of completion.

Only the last one percent is left to completely complete it.

The old man is the "Uncle Ling" in the mouth of Immortal Emperor Yi Ting.

He put his hands behind his back, and his eyes finally fell on the picture in the corner of the light screen.

It was a star realm plane called the Spiritual Wasteland, and it was also a plane heading towards death.

Not long ago, the "roots" implanted into the Spiritual Wasteland by this Black Tower of God had completed their final growth.

Almost in an instant, the star core of the Spiritual Wasteland was completely peeled off.

The energy of the star core is drained away by the roots. With the death of the star core, the star field will also completely lose its vitality.

He clenched his fists tightly as he watched the space-time planes collapse in the star field.

And this kind of scene has happened almost every time since the construction of this God's Black Tower began.

After all, the source energy required to build the black tower comes from the star core power of those star field planes!

At some point, Uncle Ling felt that his heart seemed to be numb.

Gradually, he just became a tool man who kept repeating the process of extracting star cores.

The secret guards under his command have long since implanted their roots into the major star planes under the fairy world.

Just waiting for the roots to complete their transformation, in this main control room, just pressing a button will mean the "death" of a star field.

It was such an easy move, from the initial trembling, anger, and regret, to now, he could almost complete it all with an expressionless and indifferent expression.

At this moment, the metal door of the top-floor main control room slowly rose.

The next moment, a monk wrapped in a black robe floated behind Uncle Ling like a ghost.

"Lord Commander-in-Chief, there seems to be something going on over at the Medicine Garden. The Thunderwing Sabertooth family guarding the Medicine Garden has completely lost contact."

"oh?"

Uncle Ling slowly turned around, his cold gaze falling on the black-robed monk.

For a moment, the black-robed monk felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and said in a trembling voice: "Do you want... to send a message to Lord Emperor? After all, it is related to the Tianhuang Shenhe flower."

"Hmph, why are you panicking! No one can pick the Heavenly Desolate God's Flower except the Emperor Zun!"

Uncle Ling said expressionlessly: "Now that the battlefield situation outside the territory is at a stalemate, there is no need to alarm the emperor for this trivial matter. Just send a few people to take a look!"

The black-robed monk nodded, "My lord, that subordinate has resigned first."

"etc!"

Uncle Ling stopped the black-robed monk and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty the Emperor only gave us half a year. There are still many plane roots that have entered the mature stage. If we send people to destroy the spirits a few more times, we should be able to do it." Catch up."

"My subordinate understands."

The black-robed monk said, handing a scroll to Uncle Ling's hand, "This is a list drawn up by my subordinates and several deacons. There are nearly 200 star planes in it, which have initially met the standards and can be used to destroy spirits." . But every time you destroy a spirit, you need to extract a large number of the spiritual roots of monks from that plane as a medium, so it will take a while to prepare."

Uncle Ling slowly unfolded the scroll, "Tianzang Territory, Chaotic Star Territory, Eternal Ancient Territory, all star territories..."

After a long while, Uncle Ling nodded slightly, put the list away, and said calmly: "Okay, let's go and do it! Use clean methods, and don't let other major forces, especially Tianzhi's people, see the clues. If Tianzhi intervenes, , things will only become more troublesome.”

"My subordinate understands!"

The black-robed monk bowed to Uncle Ling, then turned into black smoke again and floated away.

As the door of the main control room slowly closed, Uncle Ling unfolded the scroll in his hand again, but his eyes fell on the words "Zhu Xingyu".

"The Star Realms...the Star Realms...the place where the Xuanyuan clan originated from the power of the Nine Springs in the past? If this place cannot escape the fate of destruction, maybe it is really the world of the Immortal Realm and its energy has been exhausted..."

Uncle Ling shook his head and sighed, then murmured, "Descendant of Heaven, what will you do?"

…

About half a day later, Ling Feng and his party finally saw the "mysterious sky pillar" that Lu Baicang had mentioned before.

Obviously, that is the location of the Black Tower of the God.

Ling Feng stood on the deck with his hands behind his back, but an extremely solemn look flashed in his eyes.

As far as the eye can see, there is a huge sky pillar as black as ink, blocking out the sky and the sun, standing straight, with the top submerged in the dark clouds, as if it is connected to the sky.

Ling Feng knew very well that this sky pillar was probably the black tower of the gods.

This is the product of a miraculous civilization, and it is also the source of trouble that destroys the fairyland world!

Ling Feng tightened his fists, Yi Ting, the old dog, tried to sacrifice the entire Immortal Realm to become a god and break through the divine way, but his spring and autumn dream was destined to be shattered!

He stood on the deck of the God Eater, looking at the towering Black Tower of the Gods in the distance, and felt an indescribable heaviness in his heart.

He is very aware of the terrifying aspects of this black tower. If he cannot prevent Yi Ting from completing the construction of the black tower, the entire fairyland world will fall into a situation of irreversibility.

"It is indeed a method commonly used by the Space Locust faction."

A flash of black light revealed that the tentacle monster had indeed wrapped itself around Ling Feng's shoulders at some point.

The tip of the red light flashes, seeming to record some information about the Black Tower of God.

"How about the tentacle monster? Did you see any clues?"

Ling Feng turned to look at the tentacle monster, which was also a product of miraculous civilization. Maybe the tentacle monster could help him stop all this.

"Master, with my authority, I can only know about this type of black tower at present, which has the functions of extracting star core energy and fixed transmission. However, this black tower should not be complete, otherwise, there would be no need for it. It took such a long time to finally take shape.”

Ling Feng frowned slightly, looked at the huge black tower, and said in a deep voice: "Those so-called fire types have been away from the fairy world for so long, wouldn't they have already forgotten this world that is insignificant to them?"

"I'm afraid not."

The tentacle monster gently shook the tip and said slowly: "They are eyeing the power of the ancestral dragon in this world. Before the goal is achieved, no matter how much time passes, as long as the task is not completed, they will continue to move forward. What's more, , for the Miracle Civilization Mother Planet, the passage of time in the fairy world is not completely consistent.

"According to the records of your world, those pioneers should have left the fairyland world after the end of the ancient demon-slaying war. For you, this is a history that spans tens of millions of years, and for the miraculous civilization , is only a relatively limited number of decades, so they can definitely afford to wait. In comparison, the time it takes to use a spaceship to come to this world and cross the dimensional void will actually not be more than these dozens. How short is the year?”

"In this case, they and Yi Ting are really working together, each getting what he wants!"

A cold light flashed in Ling Feng's eyes, and his murderous intention towards Yi Ting became even more firm.

"Master Ling, it seems we are almost there!"

At this moment, Fairy Qingsuo walked quickly to Ling Feng and said in a deep voice: "You can still use Lu Baicang's sea chart to avoid many sea beast overlords, but the area in front seems to have been occupied by various sea beast overlords. If you want to board the island where the Black Tower of the God is located, you will probably not be able to avoid these sea beasts."

"If you can't avoid it, then you won't avoid it."

Ling Feng held the original essence of the ancestor of the giant shark in his hand, with a sneer on his lips and said: "I do have a plan."

"oh?"

Fairy Qingsuo's beautiful eyes flashed, "What's the plan?"

Yu Bingqing and Qing Luan also looked over at the same time.

Only the bitch was holding a weed that he pulled out from nowhere, and said carelessly: "Humph, as soon as you stick your ass up, this beast will know what you want to fart!"

Yu Bingqing rolled her eyes at him angrily, "When it comes to farting, who can do it better than you! A farting donkey!"

"you!"

The bitch suddenly blushed, but at this moment, another stinky fart exploded with a "bang", and the bitch was immediately ashamed.

"Pfft!"

The three girls, Yu Bingqing, burst into laughter again.

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled, looking at Jian Donkey, "Jin Lv, then you can tell me, what is my idea?"

"snort!"

The bitch raised his head arrogantly, "You want to absorb the essence of the ancestor of the giant shark, forcefully break through the realm, and cause a catastrophe of fragmentation, so you can deal with those sea beasts!"

There are nine levels of shattering, and each level will inevitably lead to a catastrophe of shattering, and each level is stronger than the next.

Ling Feng, a heaven-defying monster and freak, and his Tribulation Thunder, are naturally extremely perverted beings.

This is not the first time Ling Feng has done this to hold back the enemy with thunder.

Ling Feng raised his hand and touched the bridge of his nose, nodded and smiled, "Okay, okay, bitch, I guess you were right this time!"

"Hmph, what do you mean by being right?"

The bitch's big ears flapped wildly, "I'm a divine beast, so everything goes like a god, okay!"

Just when the bitch was feeling triumphant, Ling Feng suddenly frowned. In his eyes, the yin and yang fish floated, and he blurted out: "Be careful, someone is approaching us! The speed... is extremely fast!" (End of this chapter)