Supreme Demon

The first thousand one hundred and forty-seventh chapter spears

Ancient Wuta five-door.

Lingfeng plate sits in the middle of the center, the treasure is solemn, the blood of the body is all scattered, the spirit is sensible, the momentum gradually climbs to the peak, so that all the roads are trembled, the three burning roads are in full bloom, a lightning bolt The hidden light shines and the whole person picks up.

And at the moment.

His eyes are bursting, his eyes are as cold as the tide, and his eyes are boiling like the sun. There seems to be a wave of boiling water in the faint, and a **** figure seems to fly.

"The momentum has reached its peak, it is time to sacrifice!"

At this time, Ling Feng slowly opened, the voice is particularly low. In this battle, he has received thousands of bowls of blood, which are released from two super-class killings of Valkyrie. These are the talents of Wu Shen, who can sacrifice hemorrhagic essence. .

And like the five old gods who get the blood of the gods, most of them can't sacrifice the hemorrhagic essence. This is also a very troublesome thing for Lingfeng. He hopes that there will be more martial arts geniuses to fight, but the cold gods come out too early, shocking those who are shocked. A martial arts genius.

"Hey!"

In the next moment, he shot hundreds of bowls of blood, and the fire burned directly and used it to sacrifice.

"Oh!"

The bowl of blood was burned in a moment, and a faint smoke spurted up. It was the dross in the blood of the gods. The fire was extinguished in the burning road, and the real blood was not burned by this kind of fire. The more crystal clear and transparent under fire quenching.

At the same time, sacred hundreds of bowls of blood, so that Ling Feng has also been under great pressure, but the impact is not great, and his control of the burning of the fire has reached an incredible point.

Very calm!

However, it will take longer in time.

About a quarter of an hour, hundreds of bowls of jade bowls were broken, and a grain of blood was flying out of it. It was crystal clear, like blood, and these bloods were released from the dragons of the Dragon Slayer. It can't be compared with the proud birds, the Qin dynasty, and the sesame is big, but let Ling Feng secretly rejoice that the dragons are all extraordinary, and they are indeed martial arts geniuses.

However, hundreds of sesame seeds are placed in the palm of your hand, not as big as small peanuts, and there are gaps in the middle, which makes Ling Feng very helpless.

"Come back!"

Ling Feng snorted and shot hundreds of bowls of blood, or the blood from the 12 dragons of the Dragon Slayer. There was no accident. In less than a quarter of an hour, hundreds of sesame seeds flew out. .

Ling Feng is the same as the method. In four or five hours, thousands of bowls of blood are sacrificed. It is worth mentioning that the blood of the ten gods of the gods is indeed more shocking than the 12 dragons of the dragon. At the moment of falling, Ling Feng once took his blood into the jade bowl one by one, and they had been smashed, so the blood of the gods could be dried up, naturally more than the dragon.

The blood of the ten dragons of the Dragon Slayer is like sesame, and the blood essence of the **** of the cold is two sesame sizes. It will also be crystal clear in the color, and it will be as moist as jade, although it cannot be qualitatively compared with the arrogant bird, but in In terms of quantity, it is more than several times that of his previous refining.

But this is not enough!

Ling Feng intuitively feels that the **** figure is extraordinary, will be gradually sacred to the peak of the Valkyrie, killing all enemies, this is the invincible magical power, may be stronger than the cut-off of this time, but to sacrifice to that point Some blood sperm in the district must be too rare.

More needs!

Therefore, he did not immediately honour these blood, but to take it away, and took out the three thousand bowls of blood won by the five old gods and gambling gambling, and sacred one hundred rituals, under the sacred fire of the burning road, Three thousand bowls of blood also appeared different, uneven.

Among them, there are dozens of bowls of blood, which is indeed very amazing. The genius of martial arts from the pure land of the Quartet and the Dazhong Gate of the Middle Kingdom, especially the blood of Xiahou Yufeng and Cui Mingfeng, seems to be a bit stronger than the first **** of Hanshen. However, there is more blood in the gods, and there is naturally a waste of blood. Just like the blood of Yongqing and Zhu Ling, they are directly smouldering in the light of the burning of the road, and nothing has been left.

Among the three thousand bowls of God's blood, there are more than 1,800 bowls for the healing of hemorrhagic essence, but the size and color of the blood essence are very different. The blood essence of Xiahou Yufeng and others is top-notch, slightly smaller than the two sesame seeds. Bigger, and most of the blood is smaller than sesame, and less pitiful.

Therefore, together, it is just as much as the tens of millions of gods before.

"Too little!"

Ling Feng secretly swears, I feel that these people are too bad, can not be serious, first temper yourself, let the blood reach the point of talent blood?

Only in this way can we go further and step into a very high position.

And... so that you can savour more blood.

"Hey..."

But the next moment, he grinned, thieves, and even glanced around.

He tapped his fingertips, and a bowl of crystal clear blood flew out, all floating in front of him. These gods are of extraordinary quality, not from those martial arts, but from the proud birds, the alum, the Qin dynasty, Ling Xuewen and others.

At the time of their injury, Ling Feng once sacrificed the lightning of the burning road, collected all the blood of the gods, and gathered them into a bowl, especially the proud bird. Ling Feng also "cares" and approaches it, wiping the blood for it. .

In this way, Ling Feng instantly produced twenty-four bowls of blood, which can be used to produce twenty-four relatively large blood.

"call!"

When the burning road flew out, the jade bowls were broken, and the blood of the rice was flying out of it. The wind was very pleasant. It can be said that every blood essence is the key to his sacrifice.

"That's all!"

Ling Feng has a double eye, this is all he has got so far. I don’t know if I can sacrifice the **** figure, but the star map event will continue. A battle will come, he has long been eyeing the king and the gods. One killed the king, and even he heard that the king of the previous generation also came.

This is his "blood essence."

"come on!"

Ling Feng was in a hurry and scored ten sesame bloodstains into the left eye.

"Hey!"

When you are simmering, the blood is melting, such as the same drop of blood falling into the pupil of the wind, so that it has a touch of radiant light, a faint flash of lightning, brighter than before, but the blood is scattered instantly, like Drops of water falling from the sea.

"Hey..."

Ling Feng was not shocked, and he scored a grain of blood in the left eye. In the blink of an eye, there were hundreds of them. They instantly merged into the left eye, so that the left eye of Lingfeng was congested, and a bloodshot of the blood was bursting.

"pain!"

Ling Feng eyelids stunned, feeling that the left eye would collapse, the tingling sensation from the nerves to the brain, causing every rib on his face to collapse.

However, these hundreds of blood essences are also exhausted in an instant, all of which are integrated into the eyeballs, so that he has deep pupils. It seems that there is a starry sky to fly out, and the lightning is intertwined, and the electric mans are shocked.

"not enough!"

Ling Feng has shot hundreds of blood.

"not enough!"

At this moment, he was almost crazy, and his left eye was merging more blood in the limit. Later, his left eye was burning, and the blood burned up, burning his eyebrows, and the two sides were asymmetrical, and they looked nondescript.

"Hey..."

However, he continued, never stopped because of pain.

When thousands of bloodstains flew into the eyes, his left eye was swollen, as if a fist was stretched out, and the pain was so stunned that he was almost fainting, but he still resisted.

"Boom!"

Finally, after a day.

The blood was burned out and merged into the left eye, and at the moment the left eye showed a bright red blood color, and the pupil was turned into a sky. It seems that there is a faint black hole emerging, and the momentum is unparalleled.

"Hey..."

This time, Ling Feng was even more fierce. He directly plunged all the blood essences from the five old gods to the left eye, and drowned all the eyelids. The terrible blood spewed three feet long, and Ling Feng’s eyes were It is dark and tingling is radiated from the left eye to the right eye, causing the eyelids to crack.

"Booming..."

The left eye turned over the river, like an earthquake.

It was not until three days later that these bloodsmen were scattered. Because of the excessive integration of blood, the wind was refining, and the speed was much slower. He felt that the left eye was full, not as far from the imagination.

However, it is this "nearly consummation", and it is also out of reach. More than a thousand bloodstains in the district are not enough to see.

"choke!"

When the blood was gone, a spear flew out from the left eye, tearing the space in one fell swoop, and the pupil completely turned into a black hole, deep and unpredictable, like a magic hole, which can swallow all things.

The spear is evolved from lightning, almost insubstantial. Ling Feng initially felt that this spear can instantly pierce a six-level martial art, which is faster than lightning, and it is not a martial art.

"The last fight!"

Ling Feng is not entangled, and the blood of the proud birds, Qin Yutian and others are all scored in the left eye.

When you are awkward, the left eye is like a small sun, and it is so bright that it is a perfect one, but when the wind is pleasantly surprised, waiting for the left eye to undergo qualitative transformation, the next moment, the left eye is dimmed.

Indeed, these bloodsmen make the spears more crystal-clear and firmer, but it is not enough to sacrifice the gods.

"How much is this enough?"

Ling Feng Zhishen God, it can be said that nearly half of the martial arts genius has been in the pit, but also to soaked up so much blood, but it is just a shock of the gods on the map, want to really make it, I don't know how much I need to sacrifice.

"Do you really want to catch the important figures of Wang Dao, one by one?" Ling Feng swears, this is a very feasible way.

However, he always felt that even if he put all the super-class killings on the gods list, he couldn't make it, and he couldn't sacrifice the real left eye of the god. Then he released the fairy and asked for it seriously.

"stupid!"

Xianling’s face is proud, like venting anger, and has no good face to Ling Feng. She said tenderly. “The blood of others is really not enough to see, and I want to fill the huge tiankeng of the **** figure. However, it is a drop in the bucket."

The so-called approach is complete, but it is the appearance, the real distance is farther than he imagined.

Ling Feng was not angry. He knew that he had sinned the fairy spirit before, and asked with a smile. "Why is there any way to sacrifice the left eye of God?"

"What **** is the left eye?"

Xianling said with anger. "The gods are superb. The first priority is the sun, which is divided into the left and right eyes, and the world is lost."

"..."

Ling Feng wanted to beat people. This fairy spirit was lying before, and never told him that he was too cloudy, not to mention the first priority of the gods. However, the **** figure did not tell him the meaning, but directly dropped a sentence.

Either, worship the true blood of God, the blood of the gods, or sacrifice your own blood.

Because of the special blood of Ling Feng, the talent is shocking, it is definitely not inferior to the blood of the true God, and this is his own blood, will not suffer from reflexion.