Supreme Demon

The first thousand one hundred and twenty-six chapters

The world is different.

However, Xiong Xianling was the first to see it. If it was not prudent, the old book would be blown out by the ancient book. It is feared that it will be murdered in the millennium. It turns out that the pit is not only his patent.

Xiao Loli Chu Chu is moving, and the body is filled with the spirit of the Holy Spirit, but it is full of bad water, trying to introduce him into a killing, the flowers are fierce, the fruit is even more fierce, people who do not understand will die.

This also made him secretly sweating and was shocked.

At this moment, he stared at the little Loli, and asked with a gaze: "The real magical power, where."

"The magical power is different, it is not a heaven!"

Xiao Loli explained: "It is a kind of heavenly material. Wu Xiu can sacrifice from it and get unimaginable creation."

"What?"

"The Spirit of Faerie!"

Xianling said very solemnly. "There is indeed such a heavenly substance in the petals, but not much. Eating is also equivalent to waste. The real essence is in my tears and can be integrated into your body, but this is just a The medium, and want the magical power to appear, but also to sacrifice."

"How to sacrifice?" Ling Feng asked.

"Have you ever got an answer in the ancient book?" Faerie was so clever that he had already noticed something wrong and closed his mouth.

"You don't want me to eat you." Ling Feng grinned, no blush.

"..."

Faerie hates it, but he can't help it. He is worried that this person will really take it to the teeth festival. There are not many essences in the petals, but eating the whole flower bone can also complete a gorgeous nirvana.

"Take it with the blood of God!" It said.

"Do you want me to get rid of one **** and god?" Ling Feng frowned, very angry and said: "I am not a martial artist who is casually murderous, kind nature, never killing souls."

"..."

The whole **** of the gods, staring at the front, full of contempt, it is a creature, very sensitive to the atmosphere around, and the breath of this person, rich and powerful, that is to kill the endless creatures, can be formed.

Kindness.

Deceived ghosts.

However, it is too lazy to expose, following the meaning of Ling Feng. "It is not for you to kill the gods, but to get the blood of the gods, and thus to sacrifice, but this blood must be the essence, otherwise it will not be able to achieve any sacrifice effect. ""

"This way."

Ling Feng blinked and asked. "So, what is the requirement on this blood?"

"You don't lie to me, or I will eat you at any time."

"Genius **** blood, in order to sacrifice." Xianling said solemnly.

"What is the gift of god?"

"In short, it is the true genius. This kind of blood is bred with a supernatural power. Under the sacrifice, there will be amazing changes." Faerie explained: "Like that butterfly, the talent is very shocking, with its The blood to come to the sacrifice will make the magical power truly into the point of inconspicuousness."

"choke!"

The sky is full of sorrowful butterflies. This fairy spirit is full of bad water. At this time, I still want to provoke distraction. I want to use Ling Feng to get rid of myself. I can’t bear it.

"It's different!"

Ling Feng glanced at the sky and shook his head and said, "This is the creature born in the middle of the sky. It is not a **** of the gods, and the blood is not sacrificed."

moment!

The sky-cutting butterfly calmed down and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It was really worried that the small door will be mad, and it will be used to sacrifice magical powers. But when it comes to this fairy, it will not want to come to a dagger.

"The talent blood, I will naturally find it. Now let's talk about what is your magical power?"

Ling Feng approached, holding his breath and looking forward.

"God figure!"

Faerie is helpless, and it is taboo to cut off the sky and cut the sky. If you eliminate these two scourges, at this speed of the **** of war, you can catch up with it, even if you can't walk out of the ancient Wuta, you can not fear.

Yes, this martial **** does not care at all, let it be very disappointed.

"God figure? Heaven and Taoism?" Ling Feng asked doubtfully.

"Yes!"

Faerie proudly laughed. "This kind of magical power is terrible. It can be astounding in the world. A picture can ask the immortal. The gods in the world are in the picture, and they dominate the way, and they are proud of heaven."

"What?"

Ling Feng grinned, did not believe the ghost of this fairy, even the Tiandao characters did not dare to say that the main control, the district is a supernatural power, how to dominate.

Magical power is dead, but talent is alive!

"eyes!"

Faerie finally spoke up. "It's relatively fragile, but often such a place can burst into endless potential. You sing a pair of eyes and blend into the spirit of the Faerie, thus awakening the magical powers, and you will be surprised!" ”

"..."

Ling Feng stunned, secretly trying to figure out, constantly deducting, reaching the realm of martial arts, the soul can "looking through" the world, the eyelids are not so important, but a sacred **** of martial arts, after all, is very embarrassing.

Moreover, the fairy spirit is too embarrassing, he is not sure, too, the real water can cure this injury, and therefore dare not take risks.

"I haven't deceived you, at least the magical power I gave birth to."

Faerie is quite simple, and said neatly. "Dare to dare, choose to be with you."

"..."

Ling Feng's eyebrows flashed black and mans, and the ideological struggle was fierce. This is a step in hell, a step in heaven, or the spirit of the spirits, the sorrows of the gods, or the death of the gods.

"Dry!"

He closed his eyes and meditated for a quarter of an hour, and finally gritted his teeth. "Take the butterfly, if I have any accidents, I will get rid of the fairy spirit and get into my mouth."

"..."

The fairy spirit burst, this is simply too jerk.

She is a delicate Loli, this person will eat it, there is no conscience, is there any humanity?

......

"I am ready, you can play the spirit of the Faerie."

For a long while, Ling Feng adjusted his breath to the peak, the whole human blood was strong, and the sputum was thin. At this moment, he looked at the fairy, indicating that she could start.

"amount……"

"what happened?"

"I won't cry!" said the fairy.

"This is simple!"

Ling Feng smiled, this fairy spirit problem is too much, he has long been aware of it, and it almost smashed himself, really hateful, naturally can not easily let go, killing is not enough, but beating a meal is still feasible.

In the next moment, the butterfly was broken, and the small fist directly broke the light curtain and fell on the eyes of Xianling.

"what!"

The fairy screamed and flew out in an instant. A beautiful little eye was black and green, and the pain was destroying her will, making her nose sour, but she never shed tears.

"Hey, hey..."

The sky-cutting butterfly did not stop there, but rushed forward. The small fist was like lightning, and it was constantly falling on the eyes of Xianling. When the fairy squatted and flew out of the fist, it was already miserable. The pain finally made her cry.

However, there is only one drop.

Tick!

Crystal clear, like a gemstone jade, sleek and amazing, in which there seems to be a **** figure flying shadow, there are mountains and rivers scrolling, as well as yin and yang.

Mysterious and extraordinary!

Ling Feng did not hesitate, as long as Xian Ling is not an idiot, he will not lie on the bones of this festival. He flew directly to the left, and his left eye burst, and the tears were taken down and integrated into the eyes.

Time.

A sting, through the body, tearing the same.

However, this sting is just an instant, and then a glorious and ancient picture, from far and near, like rain, spills on his heart, branded in his pupil.

That is a scroll of gods!

Among them, he seems to have seen the fallen gods, the vomiting gods, and the smashing mountains and rivers, endless.

What is even more frightening is that the **** map can cut off the heavens and "see" the sky.

Then, the **** figure collapsed, and a gloomy suffocating rushed into his eyes, causing him to squat, such as an electric shock, but this only lasted for thirty minutes, and the endless anger dissipated, replaced by It is a gentle force, like a spring, nourishing his eyes.

Happy and happy!

In a short time, Ling Feng opened his eyes and looked into the distance. He was instantly horrified. At this moment, the entire three-door door was in his eyes. The lines of the gods that I could not see were clearly appearing, and the terrible Fierce.

When he turned his gaze on the sky, the sky, and even the fairy, he was even more surprised. Because the butterfly was showing a transparent color, the power of the body was intertwined and evolved. On the fairy, every petal is bred with magical creatures, as if it will wake up at any time.

perspective!

God eye!

But the gods are not here, there are more terrible gods, but now he can only see so much.

"A second drop of tears!"

Ling Feng grinned, he thought that the **** map would not be so simple, a tear can not see the end, and the world that one eye can see is too small, only the second eye can be sacrificed to show the magical power.

"I can not make it!"

Faerie exclaimed, the body's aura was thin, and the scar on the eyelids was instantly scattered. At the moment, her momentum was indeed a little depressed. Not so embarrassing before, every petal was paralyzed.

"Hands!"

The next moment, the cut butterfly has been beaten again. This fairy spirit is not "honest". It is simply pretending to be disguised. If it is collapsed, it can spurt out the aura.

In the poisoning of the butterfly, which was almost a quarter of an hour, Faerie finally fell into the second tear. Unlike the first tear, this tearful aura was sprayed down like a waterfall hanging upside down in the sky, filled with a thin fairy. There is a faint glimpse of the gods who want to fly.

On the occasion of this drop of tears, the fairy spirit did collapse, and every petal was yellowed. The little loli was also dry and bloody, and the state was very bad. This made Ling Feng frown.

Immediately, he shot a **** of the gods and ten pieces of the best of the floating, and put the spirit into the spring, using endless resources to nourish the fairy.

In the process, he quickly approached the second tear and let it fall slowly in the right eye.

"Hey!"

When I was awkward, a stunned scent, slowly coiled, like a real dragon roaring, rushing to the triple door, smashing the weather, rushing into the body of Ling Feng, seems to destroy his body, cut off his Blood.

Thank you!