Supreme Demon

Chapter 550 Sealing

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On the emperor's stage, Ling Feng is facing the void, and the purpose is to be a bird-like flower. This illusion is very real. The ancient trees stand, the branches and the birds are whistling, and they are very peaceful.

The difference is that there is still a faint **** scent, and the golden stone slabs are dyed in pale blood, and his eyes are full of killing. When they first appeared here, Fanlou and Shenglou Some warriors left, obviously, it was noticed that one of the two went.

This is another killing!

With the character of Ling Feng, you can let these warriors leave alive.

They don't want to let themselves live, then Lingfeng will let them die!

"Oh..." After a while, the light curtain of the Emperor’s Emperor’s Lights shook up. One of the warriors walked out of the light curtain. Their mouths rose slightly and revealed a hidden sneer. In their eyes, “Tianling "It’s all about sending death.

Although there is a bloody, stupid and terrible!

And the ice is too high, too too inhuman. If she blocks it earlier, she won’t let the alchemy come in. Unfortunately, she is cold, too indulgent, such as Nirvana, prestige is not enough. .

However, since they have come in, then Ling Feng will die.

"Are you all coming in?"

Ling Feng turned his head and said that his face was angry and said: "You have bullied my confidante, I will not let you go, are you binding yourself, or let me do it myself?"

"Hey, isn't this the alchemy sect of Nirvana?" A black-faced teenager came over and touched his nose, sneering and said to Ling Feng. "Do you think this is Longyan's decisive battle?"

"Haha, I think he thought we were comparing the skills of alchemy with him." A girl was cold and shouted.

"My martial arts is not very powerful, but it is enough to kill you." Ling Feng's face was red, and he said angrily. "Say, who are you first? I will knock you down one by one." ”

"..." Everyone looked at each other and didn't know what to say at the moment. Didn't this idiot know what he did?

He stood outside the worship of the emperor, and swears the major forces of war. The people are afraid to speak. This kind of hatred is unprecedented. The warrior who comes in now, does not regard him as a deadly enemy, which one does not hate to eat. Meat, drink its blood?

Fight one by one.

He wants to be beautiful!

When they came in this time, they did not have the opportunity to admit defeat to Ling Feng. They would "challengate" Ling Feng alone. Everyone can punch him into a meat residue. Of course, this is also their taboo. If a person kills Ling Feng, then no one can be sure that Ice Ice will kill the killer.

However, if they do it together, even if the ice saint is very powerful, they will not dare to anger everyone.

What's more, people really want to kill the wind, let him die in the hands of others, it is too cheap for him.

"Like the genius before Nirvana, just one person defeated hundreds of people, are you weaker than her?" Fanlou's black-faced teenager sneered. "Moreover, one battle is too slow."

"Of course..."

Ling Feng said with arrogance. "If that's the case, then let's go together."

"as you wish!"

The black-faced teenager smiled, the unscrupulous laughter, and the incomparable ridicule. In a few words, the boy was stimulated. It is conceivable that this is inevitably a flower in the greenhouse, which is vulnerable.

Commonly known as: arrogant!

"War!" Ling Feng Dan Tian moved, suddenly time, the broken blade flew out, falling in his hands, a strong sharp, flying from the broken blade, so that the air around is bursting.

Although both physical and mental powers have been oppressed, he is also fearless. In the realm of the Emperor Wu, he is confident and invincible. Even if Ye Xinran suppresses himself in the realm of the Emperor, he also has the confidence to turn the latter to the ground. Not to mention the people in front of you.

The pit is big enough to bury all of these people alive.

At this moment, Ling Feng’s face was chilled, and his eyes were sharp and stunned. In a flash, it was like changing someone.

"Then we will satisfy, the wish of the alchemy sage?" The scorn of the black-faced teenager, at this age, can become the alchemy sage, do not know how much to think, how much effort, then How many more will the latter’s eyes be placed on the martial arts?

"Oh, I am afraid it is a medicine jar." The girl sneered.

This is ridicule!

The so-called medicine jar is in the contempt of Ling Feng is relying on the constant devouring of the drug, forcibly promoted to this point, he did not wear it at all, then the combat power can be imagined.

"Then everyone beat him." Many people showed a murderous murder.

"When the wheat is ripe, it is time to harvest."

Ling Feng didn't care, the same coldness of laughter, the light flashed in his hand, a beautiful jade flew into the sky, and the silver light spread like a wave of water, extending to every corner of the worship platform, and then, the road The light of Ruili, from which jade tumbling down.

"Weng, hehe..."

The strange sound echoed on the emperor's stage, which made everyone surprised. He thought that Ling Feng used what secret treasure. After all, he was the alchemy sect of Nirvana, even if he entered the wild and intensive, he was afraid of him. The forces will not be so reassuring.

However, they did not see the tyrannical airflow, nor did they see strong weapons. They only saw the beauty of the jade, clinging to the light curtain of the worship of Emperor, as thin as a flap, no power, but fixed in the air.

"What a ghost thing?" People frown.

"Fang Sheng!"

Ling Feng said with a smile. This is what he gave him before he entered Baiwangtai. The purpose was to block the breath of worshipping the emperor. If the seal is not scattered, no one can get out of here.

The so-called sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred The scope of the seal is too big, and it will not limit the power of the warrior, but it is difficult to rush out.

Ling Feng knows that worshipping Huangtai is very strange, but whenever a warrior is thrown out, he also has a confident understanding, that is, Wu Sheng level, it is very difficult to break the seal, but whether he can succeed, he Try it out.

He wants to kill these warriors!

"No matter what it is, he will die today!" The black-faced teenager drank, his face was cold, and then he smashed the sword toward Ling Feng with his sword.

"Tear off!" The air was opened by this knife, and the sound of the cloth was broken. The sharp air came from all directions, and the sword was able to kill the momentum of the Wuhuang.

He is the hidden genius of Fan Lou, more powerful than Wan Xing Yun, and originally wanted to attack the hundred war kings, but now it is to kill the wind.

"I was born to him!" Another boy rushed out, half-step Wu Sheng's power, suddenly smashed up, a spear in the air left a trace of the road.

The momentum is violent!

"Kill" "Let me marry him!"

"Let me cut off his little brother."

"His head is left to me, I have to avenge my dead brother."

......

People are excited, what a good opportunity, although some of them are not very powerful, but with so many people fighting together, the eight-level and nine-level Wuhuang can abolish the latter.

The power of the Emperor Wu is soaring.

People's faces are bloodthirsty and embarrassing, and there is a smile in the face, they let the Buddha see the picture of the **** world.

However, this scene has only appeared for a moment.

The next moment, Ling Feng raised the broken blade, he is very cold and proud, laughing more **** than those people, because he is the real "master", in this world, he is the king!

"Snoring, snoring..."

Daddy, a fire light illuminates people's eyes, a cluster of flames shines from Lingfeng Dantian, it is so crystal, it is so embarrassing, it is so devouring people's mind.

The fire is like ice!

"Death!"

Ling Feng shouted, like a tiger, and rushed to the crowd. The fire was like the ice, and the momentum of the nine-level martial arts was born. However, the real power has already broken the boundaries of the martial arts and reached the point of Wu Sheng. .

"This...how is it possible?" People were shocked. Ling Feng was not what they thought, not the flowers of the greenhouse. His flame is the power of the Emperor. This is the degree that can only be achieved after a thousand years of practice. How many places can there be between the heavens and the earth? Can an individual do it?

"Hey!"

In just one moment, the black-faced teenager who rushed to the forefront was killed by Lingfeng, and the sword was collapsed and the power of the Emperor was beaten into powder.

And the broken blade did not stop at all. It was like a broken bamboo. It triumphed all the way. In the blink of an eye, it was inserted in the heart of the girl, so that the latter was unwilling and shocked and fell into a pool of blood.

However, it still did not stop, Ling Feng did not mean to stop, fully urged the fire like ice, so that it broke out the most fierce light, and broke into the crowd.

"Hey..."

Blood is flying, people are screaming, they think of the beginning, but they don't expect the ending.

At this moment, their hearts are cold, such as the existence of Nirvana? Even the alchemy teacher is so terrible?

Later, they thought that this was simply a bureau. The ice saint was not unblocked, but they were in agreement with each other to introduce them.

"It’s been pitted again!" People’s hearts are sad, how many times have they been killed before they can “grow up”?

In front of people like Nirvana, they feel that they are simply a child.

"Hey!"

A tremble, another flash of light, the dark golden light, and the fire as ice, and let people's hearts sink, sink to the bottomless abyss.