Supreme Demon

"Supreme God and Demon"

Two months!

Hurried by.

People have not yet recovered from the flames of war and grief, especially in the starry sky. Although the martial artists tried their best to break through, their progress in the starry sky at the end of the day was still too small, almost negligible.

In purgatory.

The characters of all major forces work hard and have many resources, but there are not many people who can really heal. People like Ye Witch, Ling Qing and others can recast their bodies with "Regeneration", but other forces and characters cannot. To.

after all.

"Regeneration" is too special, even if the gods can release "Regeneration", but the time is too short, and it is not easy to start from the Tianzun level, with little effect, so if they want to really heal, they need their own efforts.

The really serious ones are Ling Feng and several supreme figures. Their injuries in the dead zone are too severe, so heavy that the medicine stone is weak, especially the demon supreme and Dongfang Yuluo, which are basically half-waste, and they are like a god. How easy is it to recover?

If Ling Feng is not seriously injured and dying, or can borrow the Jade Tower time flow rate to refine higher-level pill, but at present Ling Feng is too busy to take care of himself, where can he have the time and energy to refine this level of pill?

Come this way.

The situation of the starry sky is dangerous. With the alertness of the creatures in the last two layers of Biluo, I am afraid that two months will be enough to wake them up, and it will not be easy to deal with the last two layers by then.

Lost Mountain!

This is a mountain in the first level of Purgatory. There were countless gods who fell in this mountain. The blood stained it scarlet red. Even after the endless years, the blood still did not fall.

now.

Ling Feng stood on the Luoshen Mountain, overlooking everything here, empathizing with the past and present, and being compassionate.

His injury has not healed yet, but he is more worried about the current situation. After the injury has stabilized a bit, he came to this mountain.

He has to wait for someone!

Wait for two different characters!

quickly.

The virtual light flew down from the sky.

The first thing that appeared was a bridge, dimly lit with imaginary light, and a character flew down from the void, and was falling in front of Ling Feng, ten feet away from it.

She looks delicate and beautiful, like a fairy in the world.

The graceful figure and the satin-like skin are like walking out of self-painting, and the beauty is unbelievable.

She is Po Meng!

In terms of name, she is more like a creature in the blue sky, but Po Meng is indeed from the stars.

"coming?"

Ling Feng raised his eyes and looked at Po Meng. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that these characters would not honor their vows.

"Ok!"

Po Meng nodded, without the previous old state and sluggishness, she really regained consciousness, her eyes were full of spirituality, and there was a huge amount of energy in her body, which was taboo.

"I hope you really have the ability to deal with the last layer of blue sky!"

Po Meng said heavily: "You should know what it means to be born."

Obviously.

Po Meng was burdened with too many responsibilities, and now she was born for Ling Feng's promise, and she was under pressure. Once they failed, it meant that the blood of the ancient immortals would have flowed in vain.

The eternal heritage of immortals will also be defeated.

"I know!"

Ling Feng smiled and said, "I dare not say that the last layer can be broken, but at least the last layer will be greatly injured."

Po Meng's eyes became cold. This was obviously not their ultimate goal, but she promised Ling Feng that she must come out, otherwise the morality and etiquette in her heart would be untenable, let alone the responsibility.

call out!

At this moment, a rain of light pierced the void, the rain of gilt light gleamed endlessly, and the lightning fell in another direction.

Boom!

The void trembled violently, and a great might surged out from a distance, causing Ling Feng to frown, while Po Meng watched coldly.

What fell down was a coffin.

Golden coffin!

The figure who was silent on Xinggu Road and was responsible for guarding the starry sky also flew over at this moment.

"Ling Feng, although you have defeated the first level, the second two levels are far from what you imagined." A voice came from the golden coffin and said, "I advise you to let go at this moment, maybe it's too late!"

"Are you afraid?" Ling Feng asked, narrowing his eyes.

"Really a little bit!"

The owner of the golden coffin said with a smile, once they took action, the problem became very serious.

Immortal ancient times, and even today's starry sky, there is no retreat.

"But I am not afraid!"

Ling Feng didn't care, and said with a smile: "Master has fallen, the will of the eternal heaven has fallen, and Biluo has to pay the price!"

"Since ancient times, the fallen geniuses are so few stars, who has never had a disciple or master?"

The owner of the golden coffin sighed and said, "Aren't we?"

They came from immortal ancient times, what they paid was not what Ling Feng could imagine, their loved ones fell, and their love was bloody, they could not wait to kill again, they were willing to kill them all, but they wanted to kill the enemy, but the killing is not the one who is brave , But power, IQ and time.

Being affected by feelings like Ling Feng, although he dares to love and hate, he is not clever.

"I'm not perfect, and I'm not as capable as you are. I usually get grudges on the same day!"

Ling Feng said coldly: "I value feelings. Feelings affect my emotions, but they don't affect my IQ!"

"In this life, I would like to fight!"

"But, if you are not sure, what is the point of this fierce battle?"

"As long as you know!"

The owner of the golden coffin didn't expect Ling Feng to think so thoroughly.

"Today, let's not talk about relationships."

Ling Feng smiled and said, "Let's talk about this battle!"

"At present, Xingkong has sacrificed many supreme princes, and most of the remaining are also seriously injured and half-worn, and the combat effectiveness is weakened, but we still have the combat effectiveness!"

Ling Feng insisted: "If you can bomb the next floor, we will bomb the last floor together!"

"Don't say I hit you, with your strength, it's cannon fodder at best!"

The owner of the golden coffin is much more direct than Po Meng, and his words are quite sharp, but he hits the point.

"Cannon fodder?"

Ling Feng squinted and smiled, and said, "We will not be cannon fodder, we will never be!"

"..."

Po Meng and the owner of the golden coffin didn't know where Ling Feng was brave enough to say such words.

"The question now is how do you bomb the next layer of blue sky?" Ling Feng asked, "Do we need to do our best?"

"What can you do?" The owner of the golden coffin sneered.

"Okay, I know you don't need our efforts." Ling Feng said quite simply.

"..." Po Meng.

"O" The owner of the golden coffin.

"Ling Feng, you should remember that I promised to be born, and it's not just that you can blow down a layer of blue sky." The owner of the golden coffin said coldly.

"I know."

Ling Feng said solemnly on his forehead, "But you should be very clear that some things shouldn't appear at this time, otherwise it will cause changes in the sky. Isn't that what we want to see?"

"What if you lied to us?"

"If you can't believe me, you won't be born at this moment."

Ling Feng said indifferently: "There are some things that cannot be deceived."

"it is good!"

Po Meng and the owner of the golden coffin no longer speak much. If they don't trust, why should they be born at this moment?

However, they can't afford to fail.

"However, the last layer is unfathomable, even we may be cannon fodder." Meng Po reminded Ling Feng.

"So, we are still too weak."

Ling Feng seriously meditated: "We still need some time to heal our injuries and advance, to do the impossible."

"what would you like?"

"time!"

Po Meng frowned and said, "The sky bowl has reached its limit, and now I am going to fight, it is very likely to be damaged..."

"How long will you take?" asked the owner of the golden coffin.

Although she has been ridiculing Ling Feng, she has to do her best when it comes to the entire universe.

"Nine hundred years!"

Ling Feng said seriously, this was a question he had thought about long ago.

"Okay, I will lend you nine hundred years!"

After speaking, the golden coffin suddenly opened, and light and rain rushed out of the gap, and what was seen through the gap was an abyss, as if it were endless.

Boom!

The light and rain in the gap shone, gushing out, and fell in front of Ling Feng.

That is a small coffin!

There is no gold color, and some are bronze. It is only the size of a palm and covered with green rust, but when it appears, the sun, moon and stars naturally guard, and the vast air currents are rolling here with the frenzy of time.

"Lending you for nine hundred years, I hope you will not make us despair!"

"A word is settled!"

Ling Feng Lightning shot and grabbed the green coffin in his hands, for fear that the owner of the golden coffin would regret it.

"Also, you remember what you promised me."

The owner of the golden coffin attaches great importance to that problem, or that she takes the kind of forbidden device very seriously.

"Relax, it will appear!"

Ling Feng solemnly responded.

"At most ten days, you will hit the next layer of blue sky, then you need to be prepared!" Meng Po said quietly.

"it is good!"

Ling Feng's eyes were shining, and Po Meng and the owner of the Golden Coffin were very powerful and terrifying. Before the battle started, they bluntly said that they could blast the next floor within ten days, and there was a tacit understanding between the owner of the Golden Coffin and Po Meng.

This made Ling Feng suspect that the two characters had known each other a long time ago, and they had both probed into the reality of the last three levels, otherwise they would not be so sure.

"I wish the two seniors a triumph..."

Before Ling Feng's words were finished, there were only phantoms left between Po Meng and the golden coffin. They had already rushed into the dead zone and wanted to enter a deeper blue sky from there.

"Does the strong do not give people a little face?"

Ling Feng curled his lips, but his eyes were on the green coffin. He had borrowed the entire starry sky for nine hundred years, and this was the last nine hundred years.

These nine hundred years are not important to Meng Po and the owner of the golden coffin, but to the **** of rebellion, and even the entire starry sky, it is a drastic change.

Especially against God!

They could never imagine what Nishen would look like in 900 years.

"Ten days!"

Ling Feng looked at the sky and sighed, "Then let Nishen do the final battle!"

The current starry sky gods are not enough, they are cannon fodder, but they need more cannon fodder.

(M.wuxiaspot.com)