Supreme Demon

The first thousand one hundred and forty-eight chapters are not enough blood, come together!

The sky is calm and the dark light is like a flying stream.

The stars, like the gems adorned on the scorpio, sparkle and outline a different sky.

Lingfeng Pan sat under the starry sky, and the Buddha was a stone sculpture. The whole person was smashed. He did not think that this fairy spirit had such an idea, which he had never thought before.

Sacrifice his blood!

Xianling is very cautious. He is not ridiculing him. He is extremely convinced of him. He feels that his blood is not comparable to the true blood in terms of quantity, but he can definitely stand side by side in terms of quality. Every blood drop is a boulder. It can make the sea horror, and can sacrifice the **** figure in a short time.

"The sun is too cloudy, but it is the first priority of the **** map?" Ling Feng asked.

"Yes!"

Xianling said affirmatively, but she closed her mouth. She didn't want to prematurely say the next few things. Let this person always avoid her, and dare not treat her. This makes Lingfeng very angry, but I really don't dare. Fascinated at this time.

Has embarked on this martial art, he can not have a retreat.

"Only God's blood can be sacrificed?"

Ling Feng Emei asked, he felt that it was very difficult to sacrifice the first priority, not to mention the second important situation. If there are other ways, he can try his best to do it, but the blood is too rare.

"The heavens and the earth are precious, or OK." Xianling said.

"Yep?"

Lingfeng eyes brightened, and a plant of Qiqi Shenji was sacrificed. Please ask Xianling to point out the maze, but Xianling shakes his head and speaks bluntly. These Qishen medicines are indeed very rare, but they are not called the world, but they are all It is a supreme treasure, and only one can be found in every whole world.

Ling Feng is discouraged and suspects that Xianling is deliberately martyrating him.

However, he also feels that the current magical medicine is not to sacrifice the gods, and the blood is the only way. He originally thought of so much blood, even if he could not let the **** figure really fly out, it would be tight. The point, but things are far more tricky than he imagined.

God's blood is not enough, come and join yourself!

Faerie flew into the devouring beads, but the understatement of the sentence made Ling Feng ponder for a long time. This kind of magical power is very important to him. He will soon kill the **** tree and the martial arts on the gods list. The genius is fierce, and he also hears that the king of the previous generation has come, which is terrible.

In this case, Qin Haotian is too weak to face such a situation, and he can only go to a stronger level, in the moment of life and death, alone in the world.

Therefore, this magical power will be sacrificed.

"Let the blood, sacrifice the gods!"

After a quarter of an hour, Ling Feng calmed down, squinting at the eyes and killing.

This way of suicide is indeed very idiotic, but because of this idiot, he will let those secret opponents pay the price of blood, not to mention that he has already reached this step, and he does not want to give up.

"come on!"

In the next moment, Ling Feng cut his wrist and allowed the blood of the **** to flow into the jade bowl. His blood showed a reddish color, which is different from the red gold of the proud bird. It is different from the red color of Qin Haotian. Undoubtedly, The blood of the **** is very clear, like the broken jade, shining.

He released five bowls of blood in one breath, until his face was pale, his body was weak, he stopped, and he felt that he lost too much blood. This is not good for himself, and he still doesn't know his blood. How amazing it is, if with The proud birds are similar, so the more blood of the gods is not enough to sacrifice the gods, and letting them go dry will not help.

"Festival!"

He sipped lightly, letting out the burning fire, and hit the five bowls of blood.

"Hey..."

When the time came, the blood was soaring, and in the burning fire, the blood of the gods shone, and a phoenix flew out of it, bathed in the robbery, and shouted in the sky, and there seemed to be a star-studded star in the deep sky. Different blood vessels.

"Roar!"

From time to time, there are actually demons flying out, there are gods vomiting blood, there are mourning and boiling of all heavens.

The whole world is trembled, like this is happening in front of the eyes, the destruction of the heavens and the earth, the eternal sorrow, even the fairy spirit can not sit still, the first time to fly out, looking at this scene, full of horror.

"this is……"

It’s twinkling, staring at Lingfeng, opening his mouth, and hurriedly closing. This blood is far more terrible than it imagined. There is a nirvana in which the real fire flies, and a hidden blood is alarming. Very deep, so that it can not see through.

But it feels that this is very dangerous, and the picture that is hidden in the blood will come true one day? And such blood, can not be achieved by quenching, has a god-like talent, the starting point is very high.

"He is not a mortal!" Xian Ling secretly whispered.

"Boom..."

Like destroying a big world, the blood is boiling, and the smoke of three feet high is ignited, and the red is bright, and the middle is pale gold, which turns into a deep starry sky. The thunder and phoenix is ​​bathing with lightning. More and more mysterious.

In this process, it seems that there is a **** of blood and blood, and the commandment is on the heavenly sky. A vast expanse of the gods is shattered, and thousands of souls are turned into dust in the mourning.

"God Prelude!"

The spirits moved, could not help but almost shut up, and quickly shut up, the whole body trembled.

"A big world is coming!"

It whispered. "The whole world is brilliant, the evolution is extremely dark, how many souls will be buried here? Who is he?"

......

In a short time, five blood essences flew out from the smashed jade bowl and landed in the hands of Ling Feng. They are as big as two beans, and they are clear and flawless. In the blood of the red, there is a bright sun shining. .

It is like a little sun!

The robbery of the thunderbolt was broken, and the Nirvana really blended with it, making the blood and the blood different and extraordinary.

"I don't know what will happen?"

Ling Feng stared at the five blood essences, secretly swearing, which is bigger than the blood of the proud bird, but there is no fragrance floating out, let him worry that it will not match the stupid bird, and the amount of refining, Absolutely more than these five, if the effect of the same is the same, then there is no point.

"Hey!"

He blinked and a blood flew into his left eye.

For a moment, the blood spurted, flying straight thirty feet, and transmitted from his left eye, like a golden spear, but the spear only lasted for a moment, it was crushed and flew back to Lingfeng. In the eyelids.

"Boom..."

A huge explosion, bursting in his pupil, the endless starry sky, and the black hole blend, like the heavens, the endless hope, the horror to the boundless, the devouring of all the power, shocking.

"Crazed!"

At this moment, there was more lightning in his eyes, and a handle of the spear flew out, straight through the space.

However, the blood was dimmed, and it did not make the gods really shocked. Although the quality was indeed detached, the amount was too small, and it was difficult to make the gods reach the level of qualitative change, but this has surprised Lingfeng. He felt that the left eye took a big step forward and was not as slow as the other gods.

"Only the blood of the king can make the gods move fast!"

"A drop of king blood can match the blood of hundreds of people!"

Ling Feng's eyes are shining, and I look forward to the blood of the characters such as Wang Dao's killing, or I can get the imagination from it, and he is very curious about Ling Xuewen's real dragon blood, but Ling Xuewen has been with him. Beside him, I was afraid that there would be a mistake, so that Ling Feng could not do it.

And the proud bird still does not have a nirvana, its blood can not be compared with the real dragon, at this moment he can not wait to immediately send the endless gods into the mouth of the proud bird, so that it changes, **** shocked the world.

Then... let go of the blood!

"Come back!"

This time, Ling Feng directly shot the remaining four blood essences, all of which flew into the left eye, causing them to shoot out thousands of gods and rainbows, swallowing the world, and a huge abyss appeared, which was sprayed out from the left eye. Covered in front of him, and there is endless starry sky, and endless lightning.

This picture is too horrible.

Even the fairy spirit secretly snarled, feeling that the blood of this person is too terrible, there is the power of the gods, not the simple power.

Shortly after.

The abyss smashed and flew back to the left eye, and Ling Feng also woke up from the tingling. His eyes were straight and the progress was obviously more than before. He felt that there was a kind of "sense" that would be sprayed out.

"Grandma's, bloody!"

Ling Feng smirked, feeling his own blood, maybe you can sacrifice the left eye, so that it can reach the first level of perfection, that is, the so-called yin, and the blood of the things, will be addictive.

He cut the wrist very decisively and released the blood of the gods. The whole six bowls made the whole person crumbling.

Needless to say.

At this moment, the left eye shines in the sky, extremely moving, the third picture appears, the endless starry sky and the thunder robbery phoenix and phoenix, flying out of a golden wu, this is an extraordinary beast, even more mysterious than the real dragon, with the gods The same name, can break the sky, can shatter everything in the world, burning everything.

But that Jinwu did not last long, but it was gradually crushed.

The picture is exhausted!

"not enough!"

Ling Feng secretly bite his teeth and swallowed one after another of Shen Dan and Fu Tuo, but this kind of remedy can't make up for the loss of his true blood. When he released 18 bowls of blood, the whole person was cold and sweaty. , collapsed to sway.

The internal organs of the body are dry up, and the whole person is translucent. I feel that the blood can be restored to the peak within a month, and when he is guilty, the soul of the sea is stirring, and the water is pouring out, nourishing the guilt, stirring up the blood, so that Skeletal hematopoiesis, and too much water itself is a huge energy, can be integrated into the blood, stimulate the divinity, this is absolutely heaven and earth.

The problem is that he can't control this power at present. There is a page of gold paper sealed in the sea of ​​souls. He dares not to shake, afraid to bury his own life.

"coming soon!"

With the nourishment and supplement of Taiyi Zhenshui, Ling Feng no longer worried about the loss of blood, strong sacrifice, and squandered fifty bowls of blood, so that nine different pictures appeared in the left eye, each time mysterious and vast, shocked It fluctuated wildly.

When the blood of the 55th bowl was exhausted, it made the left eye full, and a shocking **** was about to be ejected from it.