Supreme Demon

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The blood fog shines.

More than 300 characters from the Anti-Blood Army sat on the ground. They were solemn and their atmosphere was low, but each of them had a firm expression on their faces.

People mainly open the way for them and let them move forward without hindrance.

Naturally, they will not let the Lord disappoint, and will not let the brothers who are sacrificing disappoint. In any case, they must hold on to it. Only by persisting in them can they look at a new chapter in life.

"what!"

A character screamed with sorrow, but in the end the voice became a snoring sound.

It hurts a lot.

But they have been holding back and have been insisting.

"Hey!"

Another broken-armed figure is even more painful. Only because Xianli is forcing some impurities and strength from his broken arm, you can see that the blood is flowing out of the arm bit by bit, giving off a stench. It makes people sick.

"Humph!"

More people are snoring, they don't want people to look down on them, they want people to know that they can stand it.

Time is in a hurry.

An hour passed quietly.

But for the **** army, it is just getting started.

They are still insisting.

Xianli is endless, coming out of the Lingfeng body, with a holy atmosphere, and with a gentle momentum, completely different from the momentum of Lingfeng attacking the devil, this is Ling Feng deliberately suppress the attack power of Xianli, let it Feel free to sort out the injuries in the **** legion.

嗡嗡

The flash of light flashes, you can see that every figure of the **** legion is trembled, and each trembling will bring out a large amount of blood.

Although their faces are ugly, they are morbidly pale, but the injuries in the body are changing, not as serious as before, and the potential of the imprisonment of Dao Dan is being torn apart and showing its divine power. It is.

Everyone in the **** legion felt it, and their faces showed an ecstatic expression, and they did their best.

Obviously.

They know that the anti-God can do it, let them recover and remain unaffected, but whether they can persist in the end or rely on themselves.

Two hours are in a hurry.

Every character in the Blood Legion has not felt the passage of time, they just insist on sticking their teeth.

In fact.

Ling Feng is also very tired. Combining the injuries of more than 300 people together can be different from combing the wounds in the body of Tian Tianzun. The consumption is extremely large, especially Xianli. Every moment, Xianli is massive.

thus.

He had to rely on the remedy to maintain Xianli and let it come as soon as possible.

Three hours are in a hurry.

Ling Feng's face was pale, as if it was fished out of the water, it was wet.

Everyone in the Anti-Blood Legion insists that Ling Feng is also insisting, and he only consumes Xianli, but the **** legion consumes life and blood.

How can he let go?

Ye Witch, Ling Qing, etc. are silent, they know Ling Feng’s feelings against God, and they also respect such people.

It is because of the fact that there are people who do not care about life and death like the Legionnaires.

Hey!

Suddenly, a blood-sucking army spurted a smear of blood, and the smell of odor was immediately filled with all directions. There was a faint magical power dissipating like smoke, and more scattered space debris fell apart.

Obviously.

In the Battle of Heaven, the Anti-Blood Legion not only suffered from the attack of the Emperor's Legion, but also suffered attacks from other forces.

That was a melee.

but.

Because of the **** spurting out of the mouth, the face of the blood-stricken person looked a lot better, and there was a faint rosy appearance, and the potential of the body was finally broken by Xianli.

It is the power of heaven and the power of medicinal medicine to suppress his potential.

but.

Xian Li Ke made everything, even if the power of heaven is unstoppable, it was torn apart little by little.

"I have succeeded!"

He gave an excited voice, burst into tears, and the previous disappointment broke out completely at this moment.

This is the gift of the Lord.

They pay for the rebellion, and the Lord is remembered in the heart, and the rebellion will not ignore the feeling of any hero.

Other blood-sucking legions are even more determined. One character is successful, which means they can all succeed.

really.

Only a moment of effort, the second person vomiting blood, squirting his power, and the power of heaven that is shackling him also collapsed at this time. He is like a heavy work, exploding extraordinary potential, more powerful than before. .

"Don't panic!"

Ling Feng said with a smile: "I use Xianli to comb your flesh and blood, so that you become more ethereal, and every insistence will be of great benefit to your future."

“The longer you persist, the bigger the harvest!”

"Yes!"

The characters of the Anti-Blood Legion are even more excited. This is not just to sort out, but to open up more of their potential.

and.

In the entire universe, only the human being has this ability.

Lord of the Lord? Ha ha!

quickly.

The third and fourth person spit out, and the body trembled, but the color was much better, the talent was opened, and the signs of blowout showed far more than before.

They have not left the scope of Xianli, still let Xianli comb their flesh and blood, let them become stronger, and the future can go further.

One day in a hurry!

Two days in a hurry!

In the end, the broken arm did not hold on, and Xianli collapsed. His physical strength has been seriously overdrawn, but the injury, imprisonment, etc. have healed, but unfortunately there is no other character in the time of persistence.

"Ugh!"

He gave a sigh, some envious of other characters who could still hold on.

Obviously.

The potential of these characters is even more terrible, and more steps can be taken in the future.

Boom!

After a short time, the second person was blown out and could not hold on.

And this is like a beginning. Other characters have also been collapsed. Although they have been hurt, it is a small thing for them. What really makes them excited is that the potential is opened more. In a short time, they can all feel different.

Each breath has a different taste.

This is the difference in potential!

The fourth day.

The blood-striking army was completely collapsed. Everyone was gray-faced, but they were filled with ecstasy. They only knew that the injury had healed. Although the strength was weak, it could be recovered in the near future.

What is really terrible is the talent.

The road is different because of different talents.

They will become the real war of the gods!

Boom!

They squatted at the same time and expressed gratitude to the person.

"This is what you deserve!"

Ling Feng tiredly smiled. "You all pay for the anti-God, we all know, but we can only do this, but you can do more, it should be that I am grateful to you!"

"Reverse God is our home, this is what we should do!"

The anti-blood corps stubbornly said: "The grace of the reinvention of the Lord, we remember it."

"Yep!"

Ling Feng has no guest set, smiling will help the leader of the blood, and said: "Xian Li can only comb your flesh and blood, but you can not be confined to this realm, you must go further!"

"Yes!"

"In the moment of danger, you do your best, regardless of life and death, so you should become stronger!"

Ling Feng indulged for a moment and said: "Reverse God has a magical power that can make you break arms, but it is very overbearing, and you may be killed if you are careless."

"Are you willing?"

"willing!"

Everyone in the Anti-Blood Army did not hesitate to say that they had known this magical skill for a long time, but only appeared in the top of the anti-God, and they were extremely demanding on the talents. If there were no such talents, they would be forced to come. It will end in a dead end.

It is reported.

At the beginning, there were several characters who had been forced to rebel, and finally died.

"Regeneration is extremely demanding on talent. I didn't dare to let you practice before, but now your talents are different, you can try!"

"Yes!"

Everyone in the Anti-Blood Legion is gearing up, especially those who have broken arms, and even more excited to tears.

If they can recast stronger limbs, how can they not?

The people dare to let them practice, indicating that they really have the hope of success. As for success, it depends on personal feelings.

next moment.

Ling Feng directly converted the regenerative technique into the soul sea of ​​the characters of the anti-blood army in a spirited manner, and they came to realize it.

"Regeneration is the same, but because each person's sentiment is different, it is different, so I only give you a reference, don't force it!" Ling Feng put his own feelings of regenerative surgery into their hearts, they reference practice Instead of going the same way.

"Yes!"

The head of the blood-striking army said the forehead.

Ling Feng flew back to Tianfu, he consumed very seriously, it took some time to recover, and Ye Witch flew to the starry sky, only because the butterfly had heard the news, Xianting that Tianzun came over.

of course.

It’s so easy to bow to the gods.

"The owner is retreating, I am sorry!"

This is the voice of Ye Witch, although the anti-God did not attack Xianting Tianzun, but everyone looked at the face of the Xianting Tianzun, but it was not good-looking, full of chilling taste.

"it is good!"

Xianting’s Tianzun lost his smile.. “I am waiting here!”

If Ling Feng is not here, he can negotiate with Ye Witch, but now that Ling Feng is back, the nature is different.

His negotiation must be a hurricane.

"If you want to come back," Yeh Witch said coldly. "There is a lot of damage to the gods, and some things can't be made up!"

"I believe that any contradiction can be solved. I have to wait until the person comes out. Do you say this is the truth?" Xian Ting, Tian Zun, tried his best to lower his posture.

"whatever!"

Ye Witch is too lazy to take care of him. At present, there are still more things to deal with, but there is no time to waste on Xianting.

and.

For the anti-God, the life and death of Xianting is really not that important.

"Good, I am waiting here!"

Xianting, Tianzun said with a smile: "One month, one year, ten years, I am waiting!"

Obviously.

He showed his attitude. In any case, he has to wait until Lingfeng appears. Otherwise, Xianting’s affairs cannot be solved. For them, this matter must be solved. Otherwise, Xianting will really have to finish.