Supreme Demon

The first thousand and eighty chapters

Against the main battle!

This news shocked the sky. Everyone who was angry with the gods and angered everyone, and everyone was murderous. This is a shame that they have never been subjected to. Some people are smashing their roots and ruining their journey.

At this moment, Ye Xinran's eyes are red, and the goddess of coldness and arrogance is also vulnerable. I can't imagine that a third-level martial art has actually smashed the blood of Beiyuan, and the pillars of the anti-God have fallen.

"Reverse the Lord!"

She shed tears and has always been strong. It is because the rebellious **** can make her strong, but at the moment of the rebellion against the Lord, her heart is stinging, and her strength is also broken. For her, the reverse is not only a predecessor, but also a relative. It is like her father.

Although she did not speak, but she thought so in her heart, she was originally such a character.

However, her relatives have passed away.

"Oh!"

She couldn't help but scream at the sky, she was stunned, and she endured tears. She said, "When is this?"

"Three days ago!" said the cold as the moon.

“What is the future of the North?”

"At present, the Holy Land of the Emperor has been involved, and is trying to trace the real murder!"

"Southern and Western gods?"

"Several martial arts are summoning Xeon, and there are people in the wilderness who are coming out to trace the real murderers, and Bai Ze is leading the elite to the North Plains for the first time." Han Ruyue said.

"It's very urgent!"

Ye Xinran said coldly. "This is not enough. The butterfly should play a vital role in the North Plains, and you did not send the news to the Lord, and these people can quietly smash the Lord, throughout Who can do it in the north?"

"People!"

When the cold is like a moon, it is only dark, and then exhales. "When the event in Beiyuan is over, I will give an account of the anti-God."

"What about him?" Ye Xinran faintly looked cold as a month, unpredictable.

"We are retreating. At present we can't find his whereabouts." Han Ruyue said with some helplessness that they pushed the squares a thousand miles, but they did not see the traces of the people, which made many people puzzled.

"Yep!"

Ye Xinran is the forehead. She knows the ancient Wuta. It is a unique world. Naturally, it is not a butterfly. But at present, her heart is chaotic, and the people have not yet gone out, and the situation in Beiyuan is at a glance, which makes her worry. No.

"Butterfly is flying to Sirius Mountain, and the same is true."

Han Ruyue said: "Things are very urgent, we don't have much time, but without him, we can't play real power."

"Then wait for him to go out!"

Ye Xinran said with a bite. "Three days, if he has not yet gone out, he will rush to the Wu State. You and I will control the situation and try to kill the opponent."

"Yep!"

This is the current situation. When the human being is absent, Ye Xinran’s symbolism is self-evident. She has a stronger fighting power in the anti-God, and the butterfly is from her. As for the hidden god, it is naturally handed over to Bai Ze. And hidden, Qin Ao, Lin Yong three.

Although they can't play the personality charm of the people, at least when the people return, they will not let the situation worsen.

then.

Ye Xinran said goodbye to the sisters of Yuxian. This battle is unpredictable. It is very likely that she will never come back, but she has indeed received attention in Yuxian and has feelings with these people, but she has more important thing.

go away!

Only for a better return!

......

This day!

The Tianlang Mountain, which has been calm, is full of wind and clouds. Even Yongqing and Zhu Ling feel that something is wrong, let alone Qin Yutian and Ling Xuewen.

At the beginning, a woman came in and whispered with Yang Hu, Vulcan, and Shallow Departure. In an instant, people felt that they were changing. God III, God IV, God V, and even God Six, the whole momentum became An unprecedented chill, giving people a sense of not to enter.

At that moment, the four smothers entered the state of full-scale combat, and everyone stood up, like waiting for someone.

In less than an hour, there were some people in Sirius Mountain. They were led by three young people, angry and sullen, killing straight through the sky, although the time to enter the star map was short, but the hidden, Qin Ao, Lin Yong three were also strong. The martial arts gods.

When they came, nature naturally represented the attitude of the hidden god, and the **** of the gods of the hidden **** also entered the Tianlang Mountain.

This is less than half a day.

Two generations of beautiful people flew in, their eyes were red, and they were just like other people. They looked sorrowful and angry, which can be seen from their tight hands and the tight body.

Undoubtedly, these two people are naturally like the moon and Ye Xinran, they represent the anti-god and the butterfly.

"Two days!"

Ye Xinran stepped forward and said coldly. "If he has not yet gone out, we will return to Beiyuan!"

"Yes!"

......

Time returned to a month ago.

In the ancient Wuta, Ling Feng sits cross-legged and glances at the tortoise that is being pretending to be asleep. He is not too concerned about this wonderful guy, but he is confident that he will be able to take this turtle in the next moment. Wake up.

"Boom!"

When he opened the spiriting beads, the blood of the road spurted out like a gorgeous rainbow, and the horrible smoldering spurred out of the blood, suppressing the mountains and rivers, heavy power, Even let Guwuta tremble.

"What the hell?"

The tortoise was shocked and looked at the bloodstone that towered into the sky. He was stunned. This guy actually did this kind of thing. Is this the rhythm of the five-door door? Still have to suppress its rhythm?

"This is the cornerstone of Jianshan?" The tortoise can live for a long time, and naturally has an extraordinary vision.

"Yes!" Ling Feng said with a smile.

"The Excalibur has been evacuated. What do you do with such a waste rock?" The tortoise has a silent voice. Although there are blood lines on the bloodstone, the momentum is not strong. It is just a little weird. It is not precious. And the heavy weight is not strong enough, not suitable for ancient warriors.

"It's not a waste rock, it's a strange stone!"

Ling Feng laughed.. "Under the ordinary, there is extraordinary!"

In the next moment, he no longer took care of the tortoise, stepping on the bloodstone of the stone, and having the experience of refining and breaking the blade, he would not be stretched. He had already held the best of the float, and he wanted to let it go. The blade blends and makes a different style.

"Hey!"

When his hands fell on the bloodstone, the bloodstone trembled gently, without any stunnedness, which made the **** turtle dark, this kid is still too tender, actually a piece of waste stone as a strange stone .

Talent is ok, but the head and eyes are a bit problematic.

However, when the tortoise secretly thought about it, Ling Feng sacrificed a broken blade, time, blood and blood, a powerful force instantly drowned the body of Ling Feng, a **** pattern like a real dragon, Soaring thousands of feet, cover up the sun and moonlight.

At the beginning, the blood was full of tidal waves, like Lingfeng rushing, even if the body was exploding, the flesh and blood were blurred, but at the moment when the water poured into the water, the **** abrupt reversal, the powerful phagocytosis The breath of the wind, pouring into the bloodstone...

"this is?"

The **** turtle is stunned, and then the eyes are stunned. The evaluation of Ling Feng is much higher. I really can't think of the waste stone that the real **** can't see. I even got this kid. And more importantly, this is indeed a strange stone. It seems to have terrible power.

"Hey..."

A line of blood, covering the sky, and infiltrating the body of Ling Feng, so that his blood and spirit are pouring into the blood stone, and in this process, the stone is also changed, the waste stone above is heavy Withering, it is decreasing.

This is peeling off!

But every heavy stone is extremely terrible. If you want to refine it completely, God will shake his head. Less than half of the time, Lingfeng’s burning road will be exhausted, and the body will dry up. Will be swallowed up clean, life and death.

But at this moment, he has the best of the Futu, and there is a surge of water from the realm. The source is constantly flowing, which makes him burn and revitalize and strengthen the refining.

Time is evaporated by this blood.

When the bloodstone is completely dying, the time has passed for fifteen days, and at this moment, the front of the tortoise is a block of blood-stained stone, which is intertwined with blood, like a root. Sucking the mouth, stabbing into the body of Ling Feng, swallowing his divine power.

In the process, it can clearly see that the blood-staining stone is shining heavily, and every time a stone shines, the bloodstone will crack a point. At the same time, there is a dull breath between the heavens and the earth. As the mountains are like the sea, the tortoises are all scared.

The broken blade of the ancients also shines with the sacred gods at this moment. It has spirituality and naturally feels the breath of blood and blood. This is a sign that a murderer is going to be born.

Of course, what surprised Ling Feng was that in Dantian and blood, the sky-cutting butterfly and the intercepting scorpion were all trembled, and there was a lot of competition. This made Ling Feng excited, and wanted to come to the ancient instrument. Will be inferior to the interception of the sky, cut off the butterfly.

"Crazed!" "Crazed!"...

The cracks on the bloodstone are getting more and more, and the intensive is like a dry land. In the face of Lingfeng, it is white and crumbling. Even the best of the Futu and the Taiyizhen water are tired. The bloodstone finally calms down. Come down.

Then, a series of blood suddenly emerged from the bloodstone, pouring into the blood of Lingfeng, a strong tingling sensation, so that Ling Feng felt that the flesh and blood were being torn off, the bones were being smashed, and the **** was broken, even More painful than the mortal.

"You finally came!"

Ling Feng’s smile, the endless burning road filled with blood and blood, and the blood line was the broken blade that was rectified by the burning road, and then forced out, but it was more fierce, far from At this moment, the broken blade can be compared. After all, the most terrible thing is the front blade. It is like the front of a knife. It is the strongest part of the weapon.

At this moment, it is flying into the body of Lingfeng, and it is integrated in it. This naturally makes Lingfeng surprise, and hopes that the ancient instrument will be broken and the blade will be cut off.

"Hey!"

When time solidifies, a strange wave of volatility emanates from him, and at this moment, the whole world is dull and suffocating.