Supreme Demon

Sixty-seventh chapter of the gods thunder breeding mysterious butterfly

The dark **** thunder stopped.

Black and heavy pressed over Lingfeng Dantian, the dull atmosphere makes the face look ugly.

A full six lightning bolts, as thin as a thread, made him seriously injured.

At the moment, Ling Feng has a feeling of being on the verge of death. If he is not lucky enough to get a tragedy, I am afraid that the body has already broken.

I have to say that the previous generation of ancient Wu Chuan was a very bad character. Otherwise, it is impossible to cut off the dark gods, but he is a bit whimsical. He wants to use the dark gods to temper the ancient warriors, that is, Ling Feng, change A person has long since hung up.

"call!"

Ling Feng’s heart was loose, and the thunder had passed, and he was hurt and miserable.

thump!

He fell to his head and fell to the ground. The bones were broken. The fire and the fire and the power of the gods were all seriously injured. I was afraid that it would take more than a month to warm up.

His eyes are heavy and sleepy.

Suddenly, he was shocked again, and the whole person was fixed, stunned and smashed.

He discovered that the broken dark gods and thunder fragments entered the vagueness of the sky, and as the blood moved away, they entered the Dantian, but they suddenly lost their tracks.

"wrong!"

This discovery surprised Ling Feng, but it was a dark god, even though it was broken, who could take it down?

In case, it reunited in Dantian, and in an instant, it would destroy the wind, and he could not be worried.

"It turned out to be it."

Suddenly, Ling Feng was shocked and his face was a little moved.

The dark sacred shards did disappear, but it was not reunited, nor was it fused with his flesh and blood, but was swallowed up by the cut-off butterfly that was branded on the burning ice.

Only sesame is so big, even if it is swaying its wings, it will not cause too much attention.

Before, under the cover of the dark gods, Ling Feng was in full swing and did not see the change of the butterfly.

At this moment, the scorpion butterfly is swallowing up the dark gods and thunder fragments. Every time they swallow a little, the momentum on it is shining a few points, and the ancient handwriting is also emerging, shining with endless breath.

"Lightning butterfly."

Ling Feng’s eyes widened and there was a feeling of incredulity. He had never seen a butterfly that could swallow lightning. Is it still a butterfly?

Just like a dream!

"However, this is a viable option."

Ling Feng secretly nodded. Since he got the cut butterfly, he has been trying to figure out how to raise this butterfly to make it shine. It can even surpass the sky and become another force. .

However, it is impossible for him to cultivate this little butterfly with the power of the gods and the burning of ice. It is not worth the loss. It is not realistic to use various herbs. The butterfly is a bottomless pit, even if he fills the blood. Going in, I am afraid that it is also a drop in the bucket.

But now he sees hope.

God thunder breeds a mysterious butterfly!

Is there more suitable than this?

"Want to come, such a dark god, is enough for you to grow up?" Ling Feng excitedly thought, as long as he constantly attacked and broke the dark god, you can raise a big butterfly.

In other words, although he can't refine the dark gods, he can control it indirectly through the cut butterfly.

What's more, he firmly believes that the cut butterfly is not as simple as refining. Once it grows up, it is definitely more terrible than the dark god. Even more surprising to him is that if he has an unstoppable thunder, he can completely cut the sky. Throw the butterfly out and let it swallow it.

Of course, before this, we must make the sky-cutting butterfly strong. Otherwise, it is not that it swallows the thunder, but it is bombarded by thunder.

One day later.

The trout butterfly swallowed all the dark gods and thunder fragments, and the whole body was dark, like a magic butterfly, but this only lasted for a while.

The next moment, the dark lightning on the scorpion smashed, and a faint radiance bloomed, and the squeaking sounds around it, the black lightning was refining it and turning into its own lightning.

Lightning butterfly.

Ling Feng was shocked and stunned. He always felt that the butterfly was amazing. The body seemed to have an ancient scripture that could refine and lighten lightning.

Of course, the change in the sky is not limited to this.

The body of the original sesame has grown a lot. When the wings are opened, it is always a mosquito, and the power is gradually increasing. Even when looking at the dark gods, there is a provocative taste.

However, it did not rush to the past. This little thing is more sensitive to danger than even Lingfeng. Before it is strong enough, it will not rush.

Then, it fell on the ice-burning fire, lazily slept, and it looked so cute.

"call!"

Ling Feng breathed a sigh of relief, barely sat up, took advantage of the heavens and the earth, and operated the Nether Shinto to heal.

Time is in a hurry.

In the cultivation of Wu, the concept of time is very vague, like a virtual, often a powerful warrior, retreat for several years, and Ling Feng in the ancient Wuta, has a deep feeling.

The blink of an eye is five days!

His injury was healed, and as the blood was dying, the momentum of Ling Feng also violently rose, and he returned to the sixth level of Wu Sheng realm. He closed his eyes and felt it carefully. Rejoicing, the dark lightning is indeed constantly attacking and killing, breaking the most weak part of his defiant power and burning ice.

Smashing means new life!

When the brand new ancient force appeared, it felt a little stronger than before, which also means that Lingfeng can play a more powerful combat.

"First understand the locks, or do you want to refine the Dan?"

Ling Feng did not rush to stand up, but squinted with a slight squint.

The lock dragon is undoubtedly powerful. Once you bind your opponent, you can kill it in the blink of an eye at the speed of Ling Feng. This is the ancient warfare technique that he must understand.

Moreover, the lock dragon binding is no longer a counterfeit imitation, and it is truly perfect.

It can be said that if Lingfeng controls this martial art, it is undoubtedly a tiger. The general Wu Zun can't help him. Even if he can't beat it, as long as there is a **** of locks and dragons, Ling Feng can also take it away.

However, the medicinal herbs are also crucial. On the road to the gods, the war is bound to be terrifying. Serious injuries and deaths are inevitable. It is only too slow to take advantage of the heavens and the earth. It is only too slow.

In particular, Liu Shushu, Ling Qing, Yunxi, and Du Youyu are four people. Their looks are stunning and their fighting power is not strong enough. It is easy to be targeted. If you are not careful, you will die. Therefore, Ling Feng must consider it.

"One door for three months, the outside world is only half a month." Ling Feng thought for a moment, faintly laughed.

"First refine the Dan, then comprehend!"

In the face of the Lingqing four and the lock dragon, Ling Feng did not hesitate to choose the former, he is already strong enough, even the ordinary Wu Zun may not be able to kill him, self-protection.

Therefore, alchemy can not be delayed.

"Let's get started!"

Ling Feng sipped and threw the golden scent from the storage ring. For a long time, the rich scent of the scent came.

Immediately, Ling Feng set out to pick the herbs, and the plants were separated and merged into a pile. The amazing herbs seemed to fill the entire door.

This is what Ling Feng got from the wilderness.

Although the battle between Longmian Mountain and Feisheng Peak is in a hurry, Lingfeng has searched hundreds of storage rings, plus Liu Shushu, Yunxi and Aojiao, the herb is very impressive.

There are tens of thousands of holy medicines, and more than 100 Wuzun-level herbs are arranged one by one, forming a huge medical park.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, Ling Feng lifted his foot and slammed it on the ground. With a strong recoil, he spread a strain of herbs and flew up in the middle of the golden furnace, and fell into it.

"call!"

The next moment, the ice-burning fire flew out, and the hot potion wrapped the entire Dan furnace.

Refine, blend, prototype, and condensate.

For the half-step Sheng Dan, and even Sheng Dan, Ling Feng is extremely skilled, the process of refining is like flowing water, full of texture, but the burning of ice is difficult to control, Ling Feng also has to calm down, constantly explore .

This is also the first time he has been condensed by the power of ancient martial arts. His heart is still full of expectations. Perhaps, unexpected changes will occur?

......

God on the volcano.

The three geniuses of Xuzong, Xu Yin, and the genius warriors of the major families of the Wu Kingdom fell down again, but their faces were gray and white, but their eyes were exceptionally bright and bright.

Time has passed and it has been a month.

During this time, they have endured hundreds of assassinations against the gods. Every time they vomited blood and seriously injured them. However, they have long been numb for this assassination. There is no fear in their hearts, only war.

In this case, they insisted on it for a longer period of time, from a quarter of an hour to a full day.

Their progress is huge. There are several warriors. Even at this level of pressure, even Lin Biao and Qin Ao have nodded secretly. Obviously, the major families have not done their best, but they have done their best.

Of course, change is by no means this.

The most important thing is that under the repeated assassinations, the perception of danger has reached an extremely acute level, and even if there is a rush of wind, they can perceive it.

It is precisely because of this that all the talents have gained strength, and although they have been killed by blood, they have stood up again and again.

progress!

life!

This is the greatest motive force. The anti-God is giving them a new kind of power. As long as they can survive from the path of the gods, even if they pay more now, it is worthwhile.

The sky is dim.

The three celestial sects, Xu Yin and everyone, all lying on the ground, they could not move with one finger, and the injury was too heavy.

At this moment, a few people came out of the dark, headed by the hidden, Qin Ao, Lin Biao three.

This made everyone feel shocked and immediately happy.

They have persisted for so long, isn't they waiting for the anti-God to appear?