Supreme Demon

The 460th chapter of the **** of the gods

Take one step at a time.

Burning flames, ignited a height, seven flames have a tendency to be one, faintly like a young phoenix, jubilant jumping in the flame, the most important thing is that surrounded by Nirvana fire and lightning, Let Ling Feng look more majestic and tall.

Take another step.

The body of the aura fluttered out, the deep silver radiance, formed a dragon on the double stone, shimmering and shining, then the heavens and the earth are faint.

The third step falls.

The spirit of thought formed a scimitar, thin as a flap, it also rushed to the double stone, branded in the eyebrows of the dragon, and in a flash, the dragon opened his eyes, like a resurrection, shining with a moving light.

The fourth step, the fifth step... Every step of Lingfeng, there will be a kind of ray of light on the body. After the spiritual power, the sacred fire of the two yang fires also flies to the dragon with the blazing fire, covering the scales. Let it have a touch of mystery.

Followed by the fire, the ice also whirls out, burning different light, igniting the void, wrapping the wind in it, and most importantly, it makes the dragon more colorful.

In the end, the broken blade flew in the air and was contained in the mouth by the dragon. The power of the dragon also quickly rushed to the broken blade, making it shine the most dazzling light. At that moment, Ling Feng even I felt the volatility of the lightning-fastening brand, but it was too concealed. Most people could not see it. For a long time, he thought that his power could not be used to spur the lightning.

It is only now that it is not impossible to motivate, but that its own strength is too weak. The most important thing is that when so many forces come together, it forms the embryonic form of ancient Wu. Only this kind of power can truly control the lightning brand.

"Ling Feng, you are a little risky." The purple wind smiled and shook his head, reminding him.

"Do I have a choice?"

Ling Feng sighs, in this wild, he is either trapped or forced to get out. He is still young, and there are still many people who can't let go. Naturally, he is not willing to die here, so he has to go out.

If possible, he doesn't mind dragging it, but it's quite different. There is no shortage of heaven and earth here. It is a delusion to make a breakthrough. That is to say, now he stays at the 7th level of Emperor Wu, then, ten After a hundred years, he is still in this realm, and may even be weakened. Therefore, he can't wait and can't wait.

Now, that lightning brand is his only hope, not breaking, not dead!

"choke!"

Without any slamming, the broken blade automatically gave a whistling, and the momentum of the sacred army was completely erupted, reaching the level of the third-level Wusheng, and the real horrible thing was the huge force weighing 800,000 jin. Under the urging of the double stone, the broken blade can play to the point, even Ling Feng himself wants to see.

Then, he flew to the front of the mountain wall, and a blade smashed toward the word "wu". It was like a broken bamboo, and it was more unstoppable.

This is the full strength of Ling Feng. When you are struggling to survive, the potential of people will be further forced out. Now Lingfeng is like this. Although urging such a force, it will cause a strong counterattack, but He is also unscrupulous.

"Boom, Ka rub..."

The huge sonic boom first rushed from the mountain wall. For a time, the mountain was shaken, and the surrounding ground collapsed. The large crack of three feet wide directly extended to the front of Yunxi and Liu Shushu.

Followed by, the mountain wall also collapsed a few huge stones, one piece almost lingering in the wind, but Ling Feng did not even look at his eyes, his eyes only left the attachment.

This time, he was not bounced out, his hands were dead on the dragon, and the dragon was biting the broken blade. At this moment, the broken blade finally pierced the word "wu", the light above it. Glittering, then Ling Feng saw the broken edge, the lightning brand flowed like water, spread out around, forming a mysterious line, extending on the word "wu", like an ancient pattern.

This process is very slow, giving people the feeling that it is like a hurricane and a mountain wall stalemate.

In fact, the same is true. Ling Feng feels the power of power consumption. The extension of the lightning brand is based on his strength. If he interrupts, he will inevitably give up. Of course, this is also in the realm of harmony between man and nature. Can do it.

Every minute and every second is a huge consumption. The strength of Lingfeng is dim, the scales of the dragon are collapsing, and even Lingfeng’s eyes are blurred. This kind of power, he can’t last long.

"Kick, wipe..."

As time went by, the word "wu" was covered with cracks, just like the silk was embedded in the water wave, but it gave people a feeling that it was not split.

A full quarter of an hour!

When Ling Feng felt that his own strength had to be taken out, the lightning brand finally calmed down, and it was imprinted on the ancient Wushan stone. The breeze blew through it, and the dragon smashed into a glazed sky. The eyes of Ling Feng also Dim to the extreme, he was crumbling and fell from the sky.

But at this moment, a strange wave of volatility suddenly came from the word "wu", which suddenly collapsed the hurricane. When Lingfeng had not had time to react, several people immediately took the wind. Pulled in.

Boom!

Ling Feng fell to the ground, surrounded by dark, dark light, but as he came in, the dark light was torn at once, and the light of the snow shone brightly.

This is an empty world, very unique, not a valley, nor a cage, but like the inner world of the warrior.

"Where is this?" Ling Feng asked weakly.

"Hey..."

A sacred lamp fell to the ground, and there was a scent of gas rising in the air, and then a thin figure appeared from the air.

He is tall, his face is thin, his eyes are very sharp, and his dark clothes are shining in the sky, and it is strange to be surprised.

The most popular thing for Ling Feng is that the middle-aged man’s mouth cracked open and revealed a smile. The momentum of his body was overbearing to the extreme, giving the impression that he was facing a Valkyrie, and he could not breathe.

"What the **** is this?" Ling Feng quickly climbed up and looked alert.

He knew that he had opened the ban and was brought to the space by a mysterious force. He had a good idea of ​​the past, and he instinctively felt dodged and didn't want to be too close to the middle-aged.

"Youth, congratulations, you broke the ban on Wu, and went to the ancient Wu Kun, I am Wu Shen, do you have any wishes?"

......

"Ling Feng!"

When Ling Feng was inhaled in Wushu, Yunxi and Liu Shushu were all shocked. They quickly rushed over, but it was a late step, and what made them desperate was that after Lingfeng disappeared, that Wu" healed again and intact.

It is also banned and cannot be destroyed!

Although the arrogant bird and Liu Shushu are anxious, they can't slam the word "wu". They are all very clear, how terrible the rebellious force is, unless they also have the abnormal body of Lingfeng.

"Don't worry, Lingfeng is only being sucked in. It seems that he has opened the ban, but what is inside, we still don't understand, don't be in a hurry." Yunxi also panicked, always mature. Teenagers who are not in line with age have become their main bones. At this time, leaving them also makes them lose their souls.

"Calm down, with the strength of Ling Feng, if he can't cope with it, we can only go to die if we go in."

Yunxi comforted the proud birds and Liu Shushu, so that they all calm down. Now they can't do anything. They can only wait for the wind in this wilderness. If Lingfeng can't come back, they should also do well. Prepared to be trapped.

......

"You are the **** of martial arts coming out of the magic lamp?" Ling Feng screaming, both eyes are wide, what the **** is this?

Heavenly blessing?

"Yes." The middle-aged man smiled and said with awkwardness. "You are the first person to enter the ancient martial arts. What are your wishes? Let me say it, I can satisfy you."

"Meet my wishes?"

"Yes."

Ling Feng was overjoyed, and then thoughts were plucked toward the spirited beads. You look at the same as posing as a **** of martial arts. How tall is others, and satisfying all your wishes in minutes. This is not a myth, but a living fact.

In contrast, the original purple wind was weak and weak, and it was necessary to accept him as a disciple. The result was not received by him. You look at how to face, but this "martial god" is different. In one sentence, people will feel good, and even the refuted heart will not be there.

"I want to become a Valkyrie!" Ling Feng stunned, very embarrassed.

"..." The middle-aged man’s expression was stiff, and his smile was awkward. The bottom of his heart was very unscrupulous. What happened to this boy? If the average person is trapped in the wild, he will definitely want to leave, then the first wish is to let me leave.

There may be an alternative.

"You, don't you want to leave here?" asked the middle-aged man.

"Of course I think." Ling Feng nodded very seriously, and then laughed. "So I want to be a **** of martial arts. In this case, I can directly slash the ban, kill two birds with one stone, why not?"

"..." The middle-aged man couldn't speak. The boy was smarter than he had imagined. He was not picked up by his martial arts. Instead, he sneered at him.

"Change one," he said painfully.

"I want to become a Valkyrie who is so much lost than you." Ling Feng was very expecting.

"..." That martial arts mouth twisted a bit, the heart that has been silent for many years is about to burst out, which is the bear child who ran out of power?