Supreme Demon

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The first thousand six hundred and eighty-eight chapters of the tumbler!

The horizon is boiling. =

This was entirely caused by the battle. A large piece of mud was wiped out by the smoke. A true **** fell from the sky, and the blood of the gods ignited the land and threw the gods.

No one has thought that the person who is about to fall will have this kind of combat power.

In the first meeting.

The three true gods are annihilated, and when more real gods flood in and further oppress the wind, they are smashed by their embarrassment. As of now, there are as many as ten true gods in their hands, which is beyond the expectations of the gods. .

Bang!

The world was shocked, and Ling Feng was smashed out, ragged, breathless, like climbing up from the dead, and every flesh and blood in the body was bleeding, terrible.

but.

He is still insisting on killing the gods.

however.

Just when the gods thought that Ling Feng was going to be shackled, he broke out again, and even five true gods fell on the ground, and the bright red blood covered him.

"Oh, oh, he can't!"

The old man at the auction site said that if he was not interested in the interests, he could not bear to start with this character.

He is defending the dignity of the military.

"I'm alright!"

Ling Feng climbed up, gray face, face stunned, but very bloody, stepping into the gods with a sly footsteps, the sixth killing, its power is quite terrible, actually let the four true gods fall to the ground.

then.

He fights to create and kills the fifth true god.

This is the end.

There are as many as 20 true gods who have died in his hands. Some of the Zongmen forces have been completely destroyed. This is the loss of more than half of the auctions in Benyu. No force is intact.

"Is this goods a small force that can't be killed?" said the white-haired old man with astonishment.

"It should be different in constitution."

Bald old is also dignified. "He is consuming vitality and wants to run out of us."

"He thinks so beautiful!"

The white-haired old man sneered. "It should have been stuck now, let's add a fire!"

Finished.

He is facing the gods. "His vitality will be exhausted, and the gods of our door will move forward immediately, and they will be born."

For a moment.

The gods and gods who were still jealous were immediately shining. It was their goal to produce Lingfeng. Whoever has the best interests, and they pay so much, if other forces are cheap, they can live and die.

then.

In the voice of the old man, the many gods have swooped out and robbed the white-haired old man in front of the gods, killing Lingfeng and carrying out oysters.

"Block me to die!"

Ling Feng murderous, completely fearless, slashing and smashing, his palm appeared a dagger, igniting the power of the fairy, let a fairy fly to the sky, let an invisible sharp blade cut the world.

"Oh no!"

"Ah, will this be a power to reinvent the true God?"

......

People are frightened and striding backwards, but they still can't stop the warlike spirits. When the immortals fall down, the three true gods are annihilated on the spot, and then they cut off their hands and fly out, breaking the space, from other directions. Fly out and hit a true god.

but.

Ling Feng did not stop there. He quickly moved forward. The 18th palm of the floating squad and the gods of the gods were continually smashed. They confronted a true **** and stunned the world. Under the blood, the speed of the **** fell. fast.

Twenty-five true gods.

Thirty true gods.

Thirty-five true gods...

He is like a tumbler, his toughness makes people feel trembled, and he is shaken again and again. He can climb up again and again. His vitality is too tenacious, but the blood and blood of the rundown and the blood spewed out are indicating that his injury is heavy.

Dong Yuyan and Yan Xie’s eyes are **** red. They use their heart to understand, but they don’t know how much the Lingfeng’s injury is heavy. Can they persist until the end?

In fact.

They are also fighting in the past, but they are directly attacked by the already full of sorrowful gods. If they have been completely stimulated by Lingfeng, the strength of Dong Yuyan and Yan 12 will be killed in minutes.

"Why didn't the **** bird appear?" Yan said ten times.

"Can't you really escape without loyalty?" Dong Yuyan said.

"Is this **** bird such a bird?"

The sound of the gods and the gods sounded in their souls, and they looked very lazy. It seemed that they did not care about this battle. It was more like disregarding the life and death of Ling Feng, which made Dong Yuyan and Yan 12 angry.

"Then you watched him vomiting blood and killing?"

"Then you let him drop him?"

Dong Yuyan and Yan Xun were questioning, and they felt that the arrogant bird was too kind, and Ling Feng couldn’t hold it anymore. It didn’t care.

"This **** has something to do!"

The proud bird said faintly. "And this battle will come to an end!"

"what?"

Dong Yuyan and Yan 12 were shocked, which indicates that Ling Feng can't keep going. Their imagination is still limited. They don't know the relationship between Lingfeng and Tsundere, otherwise they won't worry about it. It is pity for the gods.

!

at last.

The whole battle ended, Ling Feng fell to the ground, the whole body was blood, the face was scarred, the breath was completely annihilated, and the vitality dissipated.

"You really should die!"

Yan Xun and Dong Yuyan came quickly and rushed to Ling Feng. Dong Yuyan, a simple woman, couldn’t help but cry. He was really moved by this rising and persistent youth. He may not be perfect, not good enough, but that The stock is worthy of praise.

They are in pain!

However, the gods are even more heart-wrenching. In order to give birth to this person, they sacrificed thirty-eight true gods and fifty true gods. Only 13 of them are now, even though these thirteen true gods are mostly seven-level peaks. The price can be too great.

What makes them depressed and sad is that the vitality of that person dissipates, and it is very likely that they will die of life and death, and they will not be able to force anything worthwhile.

"Mom, swear!"

The white-haired old man said depressed.

"It’s not worth the candle!" The old man also frowned.

"Searching for the soul, maybe its soul has not broken." The old man at the Benyu auction site flew, and they didn't want to lose the opportunity.

“Open up the space artifact and see if there is any treasure in it!”

Other gods are also eager to find.

"You are too much!"

Dong Yuyan and Yan 12 stood up and were angry. Yan 12 sacrificed the charm, and Dong Yuyan’s eyebrows shone, seeming to have terrible power to appear.

however.

Just as they were going to do it, a bird flew and fell among them.

"Do you still know?"

"You only appear at the moment, but he can't come back!"

Yan XII and Dong Yuyan are both popular. I really want to tear this bird away.

"Believe it or not, can I let him live in one sentence?"

"Do not believe."

"Then I will prove it to you."

The gods are quite calm, glanced at the wind and said, "The magic door has been arranged!"

"it is good !"

Ling Feng, who had already extinguished the fire of life, jumped up in amazement, grinning and laughing, scared Dong Yuyan to scream, and let the deities in the hands of Yan 12 fall down. It was really a ghost.

In fact.

The gods are even more shocked and full of horror. What is the special thing about this?

Isn't Ling Feng already dead?

This scene is completely beyond their expectation. A dead person has actually come alive. Is this despising their feelings?

"You... what happened to you?"

Dong Yuyan was so scared that the flowers were eclipsed, and the pears were raining. I saw the pity.

"Let's explain."

Ling Feng waved, strode forward, and walked to the gods and said, "You can solve the battle now."

"You are not dead?"

"not dead."

"You are not seriously injured?" The bald old man's eyes were sharp, and the first time he found something wrong, that is, Ling Feng was walking at a moment, not like a heavy-duty appearance.

"When did I say that I was hit hard?"

Ling Feng is very casually wiping off the blood of the corner of his mouth, saying, "I have been very healthy, spit a few mouthfuls of blood, and can not affect the true God."

"..."

The gods scalp numb, and finally realized the seriousness of the problem. The goods have been pretending to be worn before, and they have not been hit hard. The purpose is to force them to relax their vigilance, not to do their best to fight, and wait until they die. This talent shows the strongest state.

He wants to attack!

"Damn, you are a dead liar!" The white-haired old-fashioned straight jumper, a pair of desperate to fight with Ling Feng.

but.

At the time when his voice fell, he turned and ran. When suppressing "re-creation", Ling Feng was so terrible. How terrible would it be when he showed his peak power?

of course.

He does not want to see this power.

But the problem is.

Only after he rushed out for twenty miles, he was forced back by a horrible force. Within a radius of 50 miles, he rushed to the tens of thousands of people. He was fierce and extraordinary, suppressed the gods, and made them all discolored. Now they finally know what it means to be The magic door is over.

This person has to get rid of them completely.

"Ling Feng, it was a misunderstanding before, we are not malicious." The gods trembled.

"The elder Wang said this before, and now it is buried in the soil." Ling Feng sneered. "And, I remember clearly, you have been clamoring to give birth to me."

"..."

"If you can't talk about it, then try to kill him!"

The old man at the auction site screamed at this festival. If they had a loose sand, they would really have to be buried here.

"I'm OK."

"Work together, how many people can he guard against!"

"But anyone who breaks out and immediately informs other sects!"

The gods angered, and their spiritual stones were cut off here, and they could not pass through the sects. This made them more jealous of the magical door. The only way to break through was to kill this person.

next moment.

Thirteen true gods came forward and trapped Ling Feng. Among them, there were eight seven-level true gods, six six-level peaks and true gods. This power has made Dong Yuyan and Yan Xun discolored.

"It's over!"

The **** gods flew and stopped a six-level true god. The yin test said: "This **** has been desperate for years."

"The general trend has been achieved, don't delay!"

Ling Feng pushed forward, his mouth was slightly raised, and his heart’s killing was raging. Since the beginning of the war, it has been an endless situation. When he embarks on this road, he does not mind the single power of the stars!

good night.