Supreme Demon

The first thousand and fourteen chapters of the gods

The world is solidified!

A wonderful atmosphere is spreading quietly, covering a thousand miles, like a river in the gallop.

Killing the sky!

The killing is in the middle of the world, but the person who dominates the killing is surprisingly calm. His eyes are red and cold, but there is no such **** killing. He is red in his heart. It is bloody. Burning.

However, his whole person is wonderfully calm and has a fascinating taste.

This is the **** kill!

Nine days of killing and counter-killing, this is the true marrow of the anti-God. For a long time, Ling Feng is chasing this kind of power, only because it is very detached, absolutely not inferior to the emptiness of the gods, or the ancient blood.

Nine days of killing is relatively easy, it is easy for him to do, and the situation of counter-killing is a lot of difficulties, but in the bathing blood, he stepped into it, such as God help, in a **** battle in the realm of Wu Sheng, counter The realm of killing does have extraordinary power.

However, when it comes to the realm of Wu Zun, the situation of counter-killing is relatively chicken-like. The speed is not as good as that of the gods. The combat power is not as good as the gods, and it is empty. This is why Lingfeng rarely sacrifices.

However, he did not stop for a moment, only because of the anti-killing, there is also a god-killing, it is a completely different realm, is the power of truly detached from the realm, will give him great help.

After two years of **** battles, **** from the aliens, beasts, and demon gods, and under the strong pressure of the ancient Wushen, the killing in his heart became a **** sea, and then burned.

What killing, what suffocating, are crushed in this blood!

It changed look, it was hot and fierce, but in the ocean, it was not shocking.

This is the power to return to the truth!

The anti-killing has already turned into a sigh, but the slay is a step further. It is wild in a low-key, exploding in peace!

"Is this a **** kill?"

Ling Feng burst into his eyes, and the glory of the glory shines. When a person is angry and calm, he naturally represents him. When he is angry, he is sensible and sober. Such people are often the most terrible.

Far more than an angry coward, it is terrible.

Of course, this is just the anger and killing of the vast ocean, but the blood fire is different. The blood fire is the body of the **** killing vision, which fits with the blood of Ling Feng and reaches a unified level.

It is also like this, Ling Feng is calm to the point of horror!

The blood fire spreads into the blood, igniting his power and turning it into a fire. Even though the fire is not a rainbow, it is impossible to rush the blood, but it also makes his strength rise sharply and reaches an astonishing degree.

Double to the world!

This is not as simple as one plus one, but on the basis of it, it is further detached.

The sensibility of anger, the violent anger!

This is the **** kill!

At this moment, Ling Feng laughed, bathed in the blood, he smiled so brilliant, this is the power of life.

"cut!"

The next moment, he burst into a loud voice, the ancient device raised, and fiercely smothered down, "嗡", the whole world is bright, nine black holes fly out, hidden swords rushing.

It is still such a force, but it is much bigger, more dazzling and more incomparable than before.

"Crazed!"

This time, the ancient Wushen did not stop, the **** rainbow was broken like a **** gold, and he could only watch the hidden sword pierce his head and nail him in midair.

The blood flow is like a note, but it disappears instantly. This also means that Ling Feng has passed through fifty-one space.

Next, he swallowed Shen Dan and tried his best to heal the wound with the help of Tai Yi Zhen Shui. Then, the space trembled and the atmosphere was tense, and Ling Feng had already appeared in the fifty-two space.

Endless!

Fight, fight!

On the occasion of comprehending the killing of the gods, Ling Feng is like a broken bamboo, a strong mess, and even the double space of ancient Wushen brand, directly into the fifty-four heavy space, and here, he married a peerless ancient god.

Rao is a singer who kills the wind and kills the blood. He kills the blood for a month, killing the fifth ancient martial god, and passing the four-door peak, standing on the peak of a mountain in the back of the turtle.

He is extraordinary, and there are thunder and lightning between his eyes.

At this moment, he is like the **** of the heavens and the earth!

"Boom..."

But when the wind is endless, the tortoise's back is trembled, and a heavy portal suddenly emerges, slowly pushing open, like an invisible big hand is controlling this.

But Ling Feng knows that this is the five-door gate of the ancient Wuta, it is very different.

It is impossible to push from the outside world. Only after he has passed the fifty-fourth space, he is qualified to enter this door.

"go in."

The tortoise is full of dignity, and a genius is enchanting to this point. It is simply to obliterate these old monsters. The ancient Wushen in the fifty-fourth space, although not the strongest **** of ancient Guta, can also be listed. In the top eight, but still so horizontally pushed.

Moreover, he is killing the past step by step, without any gloom in the record, this glory can be included in the top three.

"Yep!"

Ling Feng did not look back, he wanted to go out of the ancient Wuta, only through the five-door.

......

Eight times the time!

It is deeper than the four-door, the starry sky is embedded with a big star, an unparalleled encounter, and here he sees the real tortoise. It is not as big as a mountain, but it is also ten feet long. Carrying a mountain.

Mountain, ancient and shining!

"Don't be alarmed, the four-door is my brand, and now it is the real body." God turtle said with a smile.

"..." Ling Feng pouted, he felt that ancient Wu is a pit.

"The ancient Wuta five-door, this is the space of God." God turtle laughed. "Ample star power, eight times the time, can you?"

"What do you mean?" Ling Feng's eyebrows jumped, and there was an ominous premonition.

"I said it very clearly."

The tortoise said very plainly. "This is the space of God. Only the characters in the martial arts can come in, but you are coming in..."

"but……"

Ling Feng frowned, he felt himself fooled.

"I was killed from the fifty-fourth space." Ling Feng said with a grin.

"You are not a martial art!" said the **** turtle.

"..."

"Isn't the martial arts dare to enter the five-door, do you want to die?" The turtle's voice suddenly cooled down.

"I rub!"

Ling Feng’s body is straightforward. Didn’t the four-door **** turtle be clear? How do you feel wrong with the five-door?

"But, the one with the four doors..."

"That's not me." The turtle said affirmatively.

"Then you didn't..."

"What did I say before? I don't remember." The tortoise said with a look of contemplation.

"..."

"Now, you only have two choices." The tortoise said. "One, let me shoot you to death; second, I used to shoot you to death!"

Ling Feng's face was distorted, and the intestines were remorseful. How could he easily believe this ancient Wushen turtle?

He grinned and asked. "I choose the third!"

"Third?"

The tortoise's eyes flashed, and the forehead was shot, saying, "There is a third."

Ling Feng eyes brightened, secretly sighed, as long as it was not killed, but the next sentence of the turtle also made him stunned, can not wait to kill the turtle.

"Wu Dao Jingjing!"

God Turtle said with a smile: "As long as you break into the realm of Valkyrie, I naturally have no reason to shoot you."

"But I broke into Wu Zun for two years."

Ling Feng is amazed. Despite two years of **** killing, he has not gone far in this realm. He hopes that he can be more tempered and more stable. Under such a trend, he will be weakened into a martial art. of.

"Time is not a problem, the realm is not a problem." The tortoise shook his head and pointed at his head. "The key is here."

"paralysis!"

Ling’s risk has exploded. Is this saying that he has no brains?

"Two years of blood killing, refining between life and death, this is enough for you, the martial arts gods are much more tempered, it may not be a good thing." The turtle carefully taught that every word is in Ling The wind blew open, making his mood suddenly clear.

"Someone is enlightened."

"Someone is driving to the west."

"Someone dreams of three lives, wake up is already standing on the road of Shinto!"

"The martial art of the martial arts is different from other realms." The tortoise said with a dignified face: "The temper is a trail, and the epiphany is the avenue."

"Hey..."

It seems that a new world has exploded, and Lingfeng’s eyes are brighter.

"The ancient martial arts tower has gone through hundreds of thousands of years, and its owner does not know how many, but only the epiphany can be able to truly control it." The tortoise continued, "The former Guwuta masters have been here, From then on into the Shinto, 睥睨 Wannian."

"This is ancient Wu, either born or dead!"

"Of course, when you step into the martial arts, you can choose to enter the post-54 space, or you can leave." The tortoise released the bait.

Ling Feng's eyes are inconspicuous. He doesn't even believe in the hair of a tortoise. This old liar is more pitted than Bai Ze. Bai Ze is the eye of the pit, and it is the pit that makes people feel unconscious.

However, the words of the tortoise did make Ling Feng feel awkward. He knew that the ancient Wuta would not be chaotic in this matter. The **** turtle dared to let him do this, and it turned out that someone had done it before.

Although this is contrary to the current martial arts, Guwu is a group of madmen who can do it.

"Wu Dao Jingjing?"

Ling Feng’s heart is also full of blood, which is exactly the realm he longs for. Only by one step, he has the qualification to fight for hegemony in the star map, and he has the ability to disturb the situation.

"The star map is two months, and the five-door door is almost a year and a half."

Ling Feng muttered to himself, he knows that the killing of the gods is now at a critical moment, the situation is difficult, but for the first half of the year, there should be no problem, and he is to use this half a year to break the threshold of the martial arts.

Of course, in the fifty-fourth space, he has spent more than four months, and now he has only been given more than a year.

"come on!"

Ling Feng has closed his eyes deeply. Since he was born again, he has been very crazy. Perhaps he is lucky in the eyes of others, and who knows that he has paid more than anyone.

The opportunity is in the rush and the shackles, and there is a chance to get it, and he is just casting this opportunity.