Supreme Demon

The 538th chapter of Ling Feng and Xiao Qiang

"We are in ancient times, waiting for him to return!"

Yunxi’s voice is powerful, and the sound of the earth is shocking.

Since entering Zongmen, she has never seen such a enchanting, such a powerful young man, he has been tempered from the edge of life and death again and again, even the fire of Nirvana can not destroy him, there is no difficulty in this world. Knocked down.

Even though, Ling Feng was swallowed up by the power of death, flew into the eyes, but did not see the five steps of the blood ripples, and the death can not die, she will not believe.

Instead, she thinks that Ling Feng can come back!

"Yunxi sister, I believe what you said!" Liu Shushu climbed up and stumbled and ran over, and the child's face was full of sorrow, which made people feel distressed.

When love comes, like a flower blooms.

When love goes, the whole world is gray.

However, Liu Shushu still has such a hint of thought in his heart. How can a person who is doing so die like this?

Not all say that the scourge is a thousand years?

"Then we will wait for him to come back together." Yunxi grabbed Liu Shushu's little hand and said firmly.

She is so hard to put on her, and she is also trying to strengthen her mind.

However, Liu Shushu did not think about this problem under sorrow and anger. She nodded hard and said with tears. "Well!"

"These three women are crazy!"

Hidden, Qin Ao looked at each other and shook his head helplessly. Although they didn't want Ling Feng to die, they were saddened, but they had to be more realistic.

The blood of the five major forces is to be killed, and Guwu must find a way to find the inheritance. I am afraid that the last burden will still fall on Ye Xinran. The young master has already had an accident, and the little uncle can no longer have problems.

"The storm is about to disappear. The five forces will kill them at any time. We must leave here as soon as possible." The smug face said: "We will first join the anti-God, then kill the five major powers and kill what they call less. the Lord."

"Yep!"

This time, Yunxi and Liu Shushu did not refute. The sacred bones disappeared. The storm formed by the eyelids did not know where it was extended, but obviously it was not here. They would not wait until they waited. What is the meaning.

Moreover, they do not know if Lingfeng will come back and when they will come back. However, the hatred imposed by the five forces on them has to be reported. If Lingfeng is dead, they will not let the five major forces be good. live.

However, all this has to wait until Ye Xinran recovers from injury.

......

I don't know how long it took for Ling Feng to open his eyes. The blood on his body has stopped. Before he swallowed a lot of blood, he finally saved his life.

Despite this, his entire body is also ragged, leaving only a few breaths.

At this moment, his eyes were dim and he could not see the front. He could only use all his strength. He tapped the storage ring and flew three pieces of blood from the inside, and fell into his cracked mouth.

"Cry, shout..."

After doing all this, the wind is relieved, the whole person is sweating, and God knows that he can move, how difficult it is.

Such as blood Dan, the entrance is instant.

Soon, a purely powerful force spread out in the body of Lingfeng, infiltrating into the limbs, allowing the cracked wound to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After an hour, he spit out a bruise and climbed up.

"Call, where is this?"

His injury has improved, and although his body is still sore, he is also in the range he can bear. However, even he is very surprised and surprised. It is not easy to survive under the eyes of Wu Shen. The thing.

His eyes can also see the surrounding.

I saw, surrounded by vegetation, the stream slid from the foot, cold and cold, but with a sense of reality, not far from a barren hill, picturesque, in the sunset, it looks very magnificent.

"What is this place?"

Ling Feng said with amazement, he did not think that the storm was not destroyed, but brought him here, but this is what it is, it really makes him feel strange.

"No, arrogant bird?" Suddenly, the wind was shocked. When he reached out and touched his hand, he found a soft and sloppy goods. He tried the heartbeat. Although it was very slow and light, he was at least alive.

"This guy is a hard life." Ling Feng smiled a bit, and took out a few pieces of blood from the storage ring into the mouth of the proud bird, which was relieved.

It can be said that this time it was really a small life.

The storm of the martial arts level was dead, but the nine-pointed stone and the broken blade were not bullied by anyone. At the last moment, the storm was blocked, and Ling Feng flew into the core golden pupil.

Although the storm around it was horrible, the center was very quiet, which made Ling Feng lucky to survive.

"Xiaoqiang is very bad luck, but it is Xiaoqiang after all!" Ling Feng grinned, not afraid to belittle himself, he is Xiaoqiang.

There are five hours.

The injury on Ling Feng was completely improved. A piece of blood fell and the internal organs were healed. The broken bones were also connected. However, this is also superficial. His burning fire and fire are like fire. Ice, body golden light, and even thunder and fire, still very dim.

This time, he injured the root and needed more rest to heal.

"This emperor, hasn't died yet?"

Soon after, the proud bird also woke up, suddenly screamed, almost rushed and yelled.

"To be honest, we are not familiar with it here, maybe it will be dangerous." Ling Feng knocked, its head said.

"Oh!"

The proud bird shrinks his head, and it is also scared by the gods. Although they are not dead, do the ghosts know that the gods and bones will not appear?

It is also a bad thing to alarm the demon beast.

"First cure, then let's take a look and leave here as soon as possible." Ling Feng said with a brow, but he was unsafe when it was related to the gods and bones.

That thing is too unstable, it must be very violent before life, a little provoke it, it will give people a storm of death, it is impossible to prevent.

"Yep!"

The Tsundere bird closed his eyes very obediently. It also felt that his injury was serious. In this troubled mountain, a carelessness would be eaten by other monsters. Therefore, healing as soon as possible is what it thinks.

One day, two days...

Until the third day, the wounds on Ling Feng disappeared completely, and the blood began to boil. The burning of fire and fire, like the ice, took a lot of heaven and earth, and it burned.

Full recovery!

"boom!"

However, when Ling Feng was pleasantly surprised, he was suddenly interrupted by a soft bang, and he looked around in amazement.

I saw that the proud bird was lying on the ground, like a lying body, but the dark golden light on his body was snarling, followed by a powerful force, which rushed out of it and broke the second level. The threshold of the Holy Beast, advanced to the third level of the Holy Beast.

"The corpse can also break through, your race is really different." Ling Feng shook his head, although it has become commonplace, but still feels weird.

Which kind of bird is this proud bird, even it is very curious.

"call!"

About a quarter of an hour, when the arrogant bird adjusted his interest, he slowly opened his eyes and said, "This warlord is also fighting hard, and the result is only one level, too failed."

"..."

Ling Feng’s face was distorted, and I couldn’t wait to kill it. Who is desperate?

Who is not even breaking through the first level?

......

After an hour, Ling Feng and Tsao Jiao Bird turned over this barren hill and entered a wasteland.

This piece of heaven and earth is very quiet. Except for the occasional bird songs, even a monster has not seen it, and no magic objects can come in. This is to make Ling Feng and the proud birds safe.

However, their faces are even more eccentric. In the ancient times, is there such a place?

Or, have they been sent out of the ancient collection, and even the wilderness?

“Hey?” Suddenly, Ling Feng stopped. He found a very simple and concealed atmosphere in front of him, which was completely different from the smell of the wilderness.

"Indeed, I am already bloody." The proud bird stood on the shoulder of Ling Feng, very excited.

"..."

Ling Feng wanted to slap the dead.

"underground!"

After carefully looking around for a while, Ling Feng even provoked a counter-attack, and finally realized that the breath came from the underground.. "Is there any weirdness inside?"

"Would you like to blast?"

Ling Feng hesitated, and with the sacred things, he became very careful. If he accidentally alerted an old monster, it would be awful.

"Blow it up, I always feel that there will be no danger." The ostrich feathers on the forehead of the Tsundere bird are shining, and it is particularly exciting here.

"Do you feel useful?" Ling Feng did not have a good voice.

Before, when entering the Longmian Mountain, the arrogant birds also felt that there was no danger, but as a result, they encountered a nine-level monster. If Ye Xinran did not respond quickly, it was estimated that it would be shot by the monster. Down.

"amount……"

The proud bird touched the ostrich with his claws, and said very awkwardly. "That was an accident, but this time I really have a feeling of boiling blood, like the inheritance of Valkyrie is calling me. ""

"what!"

The next moment, the proud bird flew.

Ling Feng licked his mouth, and he did not believe a bird's hair.

However, this wilderness is too big. I don’t know where it is from far away. I don’t know where it is. If I don’t open this place, he doesn’t know when he can go out.

"It is not a blessing, it is a curse, but it is a disaster." Ling Feng bit his teeth and said, "Aojiao, you come to open this place."

"..."

The proud bird stopped and looked at the fierce appearance of Ling Feng. He thought that he would sacrifice the double stone and brutely solve it.

This is, this is completely wrong.

“Why?” it asked strangely, although it could open the place, but it was not as fast as the wind, so it was full of artistic violence.

"Although I have a small life, but I also have a small fortune." Ling Feng was very sad and sighed, Xiaoqiang was mostly dying every time.