Supreme Demon

The 740th chapter of Guwu second person

God is lonely!

A young man squatted on the buoy, and the blood between the whole world was fixed. The six bloods on Tianyu were dim, and the fierce light on the earth was turned into dust.

Let it go, that is the hand of a god!

However, this is only a matter of moments. The next moment, the floating riots, a frenzy of airflow, from the buoys on the thin, the rumbling, the earth sinking, the horrible big cracks, spread from the buoys, the ground shaking, shocked Everyone got a big change and quickly stepped back.

On Tianyu, six blood smashed, and an inverted vortex evolved from the center, flying into the Fututian monument.

"Hey!"

A natural sound, trembled from the buoys, and the horror of the tide, instantly smashed the ground and turned it into a large crack, extending toward the distance, but the Lingfeng was not affected.

In the midst of this storm, Ling Feng is like a swaying leaf, and he holds the monument.

However, that was at that moment, he had a scream of screaming, a vast frenzy, pouring into his body from his hands, wearing a golden cracked stone, seems to completely tear his body.

That is an irresistible tide!

"Boom, hehe..."

At this time, the magic stone, the triple stone, the broken blade, and the cut-off scorpion are all shining, intercepting part of the blood, but there is still a frenzied frenzy that is pouring into the body of the wind, destroying his body.

It can be said that this is too risky. The Futiantian monument is a rebellious **** that even the martial arts can't touch. With the strength of Lingfeng, even a shackle is enough to make him collapse.

At this moment, he wants to retire, exhausted his hands and tried his best, but he was always sucked up by the Fututian monument, and he could not escape this misfortune.

Just when he was sore and bloody, he thought he was going to die.

"Hey!"

The blood in his body runs abruptly. The strange rhythm is different from the ancient blood. It is different from the blood of the Nirvana, and it is different from the empty Shinto, but another meridian that has been hidden in him.

Body and meridians!

This is the mysterious vein that Ling Feng got in a mountain in the holy sacred environment. It can let the body take advantage of the heavens and the earth, and gradually upgrade. Now it has been connected with the ancient blood and the blood, and it has become a unique vein.

However, this vein is very tasteless for Ling Feng, but who can think of it, at this time it broke out, ignited the blood of the float, poured into the body of Ling Feng, the source is endless, turned into the power of the buoy.

"This is... the floater!"

At this moment, Ling Feng was shocked, and the body was so incomprehensible until today. With Ling Feng condensing the power of the ancient martial arts, it has lost its former shackles, until now, it has shown its radiance.

Under the buoy, no twins!

"Boom..."

The Buddhism Monument is in the singer, the voice is very light, and it is transmitted to Lingfeng’s ear, but it will not be heard by others. Then, the large-scale Buddhism blood will submerge the Lingfeng, and it can be clearly seen that the blood and light along the Futu The veins, flowing in the wind, are combing his flesh and bones.

"Hey!"

It has emerged.

Blooming in Ling Feng, turned into a knife-scarred remnant, and the swords and shards on the Fututian monument are complemented by each other, which also makes the **** and violent, more violent, it tears the body of Ling Feng, what is brought is not destruction... ...

Million road smash, here only the buoy!

In the distance, a warrior is going backwards. The crack on the ground makes him horrified. No one knows what the crack is, and he is worried that he will swallow up the body and never recover.

"Small seven, what was he going to?"

Yi Feng and Lu Wen were also worried. Ling Feng’s talent surpassed Qing dynasty. In the ridiculous door, it was absolutely a terrible event. Even the Lord was moved. At this time, the wordless floats changed greatly. They worried about Ling Feng. Will be injured.

"In the forty-nine miles, shouldn't you go to the floating squad?" Yi Feng fangs, for people, the Fututian monument can not be overstepped, even the martial arts are afraid, only the first generation of the Lord has Extraordinary power can harness that power.

However, this does not mean that the general warrior can touch it. If Lingfeng is in the range of forty-nine miles to fifty miles, it is okay. If he walks to fifty miles, he will touch the floating squad...

Immediately, they shook their heads again, and it was the limit beyond the Qing dynasty. No one under the martial arts could walk to the front of the floating squad.

"The buzzer changes, do you know whether it is good or bad?" Sikong is also worried.

"There should be no problem." Several elderly people in Shenmen thought. "When the Qing dynasty went to forty-nine miles, did it not cause a big change?" Buddhism is branding a brand new record."

"I hope so." Sikong is not assured.

"The first Holy Lord turned the Fututian Monument into a large array of Buddhism. As long as you don't touch the Fututian Monument, there will be no accidents." The Holy Landlord nodded and said that he was very confident about the Buddhism.

......

Time flies, and the blink of an eye has passed for a month.

In the process, the buoys also calmed down, the blood was no longer spewing, the cracks in the earth also healed automatically, and even the pressure between the heavens and the earth became much weaker, which made everyone sigh of relief, and then, Sitting cross-legged, with the help of the ethereal state of the blood of the Buddhism.

In the depths of the Buddhism, Ye Xinran's strength is floating. She is like a goddess, and she is shining brightly.

Three goddesses, appearing on her shoulders, represent three kinds of martial arts. Two of them have been successfully merged. Only the spiritual mind can't be merged. Her physique is different from that of Ling Feng. Naturally, it is impossible to fight and die, and it can only be gradual.

"call out!"

Suddenly, the two goddesses flew in and quickly merged into a one-foot-high goddess. The body was exquisite, but the face was very vague and could not see the true meaning.

"Guwu..." She whispered softly, her eyes shining brightly with wise light.

Then, a faint stream of clear air emerged from her body and turned into a round of remnant yang. In an instant, it became a roaring river. This is her blood and is evolving toward the ancient blood.

"Goddess... like Yang!"

The next moment, she sighed out, and the third goddess finally moved, and approached the one-foot goddess one by one, squeezing away from the raging spirit.

"Oh..."

The terrible force came, so that Ye Xinran couldn't help but scream, and the whole head of the blue silk was upside down, and it was trembled, and the blood was turned into a lychee, which stood out.

Even her eyebrows are bleeding, the sea of ​​souls is turbulent, and the blast is violent.

"Fusion!"

She screamed in the sky, fully controlled the boiled blood in the body, ignited it to tear open the flesh and bones, opened up a new vein, and the core of the remnant yang, constantly evolved outward.

This process is particularly fierce. Everywhere in Ye Xinran's body is bleeding, pain is not wanting to live, and the blood of the body seems to be drained.

"Hey!"

The three goddesses suddenly trembled, and a wave of swaying out, separated from each other, and Ye Xinran spurted blood, flesh and blood, and the power of the goddess spewed out of the chest penetrated the three holes, the blood of the red blood Do not live down.

Her eyebrows were screwed in one place, using all her strength to spur the three goddesses, once again rushing together, blending with each other, and rapidly blending.

Her body was awkward, and her pain spread from her eyebrows. She felt that the whole person would explode, but her willpower was tenacious, and her hard-wonness came over, letting the three goddesses enter a stable state.

"嗡轰......"

This persisted for a month, when her mental strength was exhausted, the body suddenly flew out a brilliant light, that is, the blood in her body was in full bloom, and the circle was reversed and turned into a round. sun.

The moon has disappeared!

At this moment, Ye Xinran finally opened up the ancient blood, and there were many visions behind him. A flying goddess reappeared, and it was extremely embarrassing to raise her hands. She covered the mist and could not see the true face, but the graceful figure and the haunt The temperament on the body has cast the extraordinary of this ancient martial vision.

Ancient Wu vision!

Although there is no mysterious and unpredictable Ling Feng, it is also surpassing it. It is not the general ancient Wu vision, but the vast momentum of the hustle and bustle is undoubtedly not proof of this.

The ancient Wu goddess could not find a few in the whole age.

However, Ye Xinran did not have any surprises. She devoted herself to the integration and condensed the strength of the ancient martial arts. The accident was a tragic death. The original Ling Feng was Ming Jian, and Ye Xinran naturally would not relax.

"Boom!"

Finally, after a month of time flies, her body's blood was boiling, forming a torrent of steam, and the three goddesses shrouded, and among them, the three goddesses shot a rushing man.

A light tears open the blood and collapses!

Blood is gorgeous, it is more gorgeous than blood!

The three goddesses merged into one, forming a female fairy with a height of only three inches. She was too embarrassed, and her head was full of yang. The mysterious airflow was lingering on her body. There was a momentum of crushing the mountains and rivers.

Under the cover of the power of the goddess, Ye Xinran bathed in blood, face cold as frost, no joy or no sorrow, let the Buddha go out of this step, just insignificant.

After the ancient blood, she further broke through and condensed the power of ancient Wu!

It can be said that the power of the goddess has become more extraordinary. There is a feeling of being a female fairy. It is definitely not comparable in the past, nor is it a general category of ancient martial arts. It belongs to the "heterogeneous" and is not inferior to the god. The strength of the force, and both can be improved, the future can grow gradually, it is difficult to determine the strength and weakness.

Bloody days, one person has to reverse Tianyu!

After Ling Feng, the later generations of ancient Wu reappeared, Ye Xinran became the second person of Guwu!

After two hours.

Ye Xinran spit out a blood, swallowed a medicinal herb, and healed the wound at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then she stood up and looked like a jade, revealing a stunning radiance.

From this moment on, she will set off against the gods, instead of the lesser Lord Ling Feng, open the pride of Tianmen and Shenmen!

She glanced around in a faint sigh, and then walked toward the wordless float. This scene made a few people stunned and unstoppable.