Supreme Demon

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Ling Feng’s fierce struggle, but everything is in vain. There is no such thing as how to refine the blood in the holy mountain of Sanshan, but he knows that as long as he can squat and persist, he will have hope and will be bloody. Turn into a part of yourself.

Therefore, he sat cross-legged, running the empty road, urging the nine gold 'color' infuriating, enduring the **** fire, burning the blood 'meat' pain, his blood is running a little bit, constantly moving Blood fire.

"丝丝"

However, he is overestimating himself.

Just running the empty road, the blood fire broke down a little, and followed the blood, and suddenly, his ‘precision’ blood burned quickly at the speed visible by the 'meat' eye.

This shocked Ling Feng, and the pale face began to dry down. When it was not long, it was dark, and it was the result of blood burning.

"Fight!"

Ling Feng is awkward and smokes in his nose. Since he has already embarked on this road, he has no retreat. Now he can only fight, or he will die here.

This is obviously not the result he wants.

As he runs the empty road, he endures the pain. Fortunately, he is a silver treasure, and his ability to withstand is much stronger than the average person.

Moreover, he has combined the golden 'color' suffocating and the Taiyi real water, which has a restraining effect on blood fire, and this is also the source of his self-confidence.

"Support!"

His ‘medicine’ industry is cutting teeth, and the smoke is constantly coming out of the mouth. It’s all black ‘color’, and even the teeth are black.

"Huh"

At this moment, he is covered in blood, carefully watched, it is blood fire burning, spread from the hands of the whole body, and finally penetrated into the skin, whether it is blood, or the bones are turning black.

"I do not believe!"

Ling Feng's body is getting more and more dry, just like when he was just born again, he could be blown down in the wind and he was skinny.

He snorted and was almost like a knife.

However, in the endless operation of the virtual airway, the blood fire was decomposed a little bit, and I wanted to refine it. After a while, he flew into Dantian and was wrapped in nine golden 'color' storms. , a little refining.

"嗡嗡"

His dandy trembled violently, and he bulged a big bag, just like being punched and kicked, especially horrible.

Of course, it was the result of nine storms that strongly suppressed the **** fire. They drove the blood to sweep through the whole Dantian. At first, it was extremely painful, and almost smashed Dantian. [Look at the latest chapter of the book, please go to >>> Cotton _._. Flowers _._. Sugar _._. Small _._._._.<<<]

As time went on, the **** blood gradually disappeared and slowly merged into the golden 'color' storm.

"good sign!"

Ling Feng’s heart was happy, and he saw a glimmer of hope or luxury.

He knows that it is time to earn. If he can't refine his blood before he burns it, then he will only die.

Therefore, he ran the nine storms to the limit, and no matter the turmoil of the world, he slowly came to Dantian.

"嗡嗡"

The empty road is getting brighter and brighter, and there is more blood and fire coming from the blood. Every meridian is bulging, and it is as thick as a small finger, and there is a possibility of explosion at any time.

Ling Feng’s blood ‘meat’ is a crack in the crack, densely shaped, like a spider web, even the small face is the same.

After about two quarters of an hour, the blood was a small circle, and he even dried up a big circle. It looked like a skinny bone, and his face was old. His little body looked like thirty. Same age.

"Stay on, I don't want to die!"

Ling Feng's hoarse voice, his eyes have been dull, and the ‘fine’ **** is very embarrassing.

But he is still insisting that there are people he needs to take care of. He can't give up. If he is born again, how can he want to die so soon? !

"Silk..."

The blood fire was a little smaller, leaving only the ‘chicken’ egg so big, but that’s it, it’s enough to make Ling’s ‘sex’ life.

"嗡嗡"

In the Dantian of Lingfeng, the golden 'color' storm was also stained with blood 'color', but when it was out of the body, it was still only the gold 'color' instinct, which cannot be changed.

Of course, as the blood 'color' is getting more and more, the speed of the refinery and blood fire is getting faster and faster, which makes Ling Feng breathe a sigh of relief.

"Not enough, if I go on like this, I will be dried up."

Lingfeng mouth screamed with a bitter smile, and the eyeballs turned around, and then bite the black teeth. "You can only fight like this. If you don't succeed, you will become a man!"

The next moment, he ran the empty road to the fastest speed, with all the blood and fire, all rushed into Dantian.

"bang"

The whole Dantian is boiling. The blood of the ‘chicken’ egg is broken. The power is still terrible. Once it burns, even the golden ‘color’ storm is disintegrating.

" "

Ling Feng was a hairpin, and his palm was shot on Dantian, and he endured the tearing pain. He spit out a black gas.

Then he ran nine gold ‘color’ storms, wrapped the blood, and then slammed into it together. He wanted to merge and merge with nine storms!

Otherwise, I can't suppress the **** fire at all. This is the only way he can think of!

"Boom"...

It is conceivable that his dantian boiled into what it was. The nine-way gold ‘color’ storm burned on the spot and burst open. The pain was smashed out of the bones, and Lingfeng almost fainted.

He tried his best to suppress Dantian, so that the nine storms were constantly blended and wrapped in blood.

"Boom" and "嗡"...

Undoubtedly, this is an unpredictable attempt. Lingfeng Dantian rips a little, but even a little blood does not flow out, just a rupture, red and red.

He is more horrible than pregnant in October, and his belly will collapse.

"Insist, stick to..."

Ling Feng clenched his teeth, the most difficult moment, as long as ‘very’ past, everything will improve.

"Booming..."

I don't know how long it has been. Ling Feng only feels like it is like a year, his eyes are dizzying, his physical strength has been overdrawn, and even the silver treasure can't hold back.

"嗡"

Turbulent, his soul burned a little hot, and immediately, the golden ‘color’ of a real water, turned into a cloud, slammed down to help him repair the damaged body.

Although, every time the Taiyi Zhenshui brings great pain, it is ecstatic for the current Lingfeng.

He knows that the most difficult step has passed.

In fact, the same is true. When the water flows too far, the blood 'meat' begins to breed, and his dry skin is slowly full, and the scattered eyes are gradually fascinating.

"boom"

At this moment, in Dantian, the nine-way gold ‘color’ storm merged, and the blood fire broke apart. It merged with the golden ‘color’ storm, and became a golden blood ‘color’, burning slowly.

They formed a whirlpool, hovering slowly, and then getting faster and faster, when the ‘meat’ eyes could not be seen clearly, they shrank.

"Karb"

A cracking sound came, and the golden blood vortex stopped, forming a spar, shaped like a raindrop, like a cluster of flames, and a faint golden blood flame around the spar. Obviously different and very extraordinary.

Wu Jing!

At this moment, Ling Feng broke through and advanced to the Wushi territory!

And that Wu Jing is also completely different from the general martial artist, completely the golden blood 'color', the most central place, there is a golden blood flame, slowly beating.

Even Ling Feng himself was shocked, he could feel the horror of the golden blood.

After about an hour, the water was gone, and the blood 'meat' of Lingfeng also grew out, and the bones returned to normal. When he moved, his body cracked a layer of black skin and returned to the original light. Silver 'color' skin.

However, in the silver glory, there is a very hidden ‘color’ of golden blood.

"I finally got over!"

After a long time, Ling Feng slowly opened his eyes and his heart was full of sorrows. The blood fire was indeed terrible. If he didn’t have a real water, he had a golden color, and he stepped into the military’s territory. Come over.

Therefore, Ling Feng also feels deeply fortunate.

"Blessed by misfortune, this is a breakthrough in the fire!?"

Lingfeng stood up and swept the black skin on his body. He showed a brilliant smile.

"First class martial artist!"

He smiled blankly.

The martial arts and the warrior are slightly different. The warrior can condense the cyclone of the nine warriors, while the martial artist has only one martial arts. In the center of Wujing, there are several airflows, which indicates that it is several martial artists.

Nowadays, in the Wujing of Lingfeng, there is only a trace of golden blood, which is the first-class martial artist.

But he knows that it is a first-class martial artist. He can not be as good as a five-level martial artist. This is because he can only exert a trace of blood power, and if he can exert the full power of blood, it is Wu Ling also shines.

"The silver treasure has also changed, and it has absorbed too much water, it should be stronger!"

Ling Feng was full of surprises.

"boom"

The next moment, he raised his hand and violently shot a vortex airflow. Suddenly, a golden blood flame flew out, and a "squeaky" sound would wear a bloodstone ‘hole’.

You must know that the bloodstone is a thick one!

This power is not something that can be owned by a warrior.

Of course, because it is only a trace of blood, it is impossible to exert the power of burning jingjing gas, but it is also enough to surprise the wind.

"This "chaos" stone mountain should have a special place."

Ling Feng was slightly silent, and then walked toward the depths of the 'chaos' stone mountain.

'Rogue' stone sarcophagus, rune under the bloodstone, looks like a hoe, it seems 'yin' horror, but in addition to the blood animal dragon lion, Ling Feng all the way down, but never again Encountered a danger.

"I am afraid that the dean, the adults, are all suppressed after the realm, and the dragon lion and the blood fire have smashed the scorpion and ran away?"

Ling Feng grinned.

It is rare to know the anecdote of Xia Yun.

"Yep?"

Suddenly, Ling Feng was on a bloodstone and found a broken blade. He was 'plugged' on the highest bloodstone, and the runes around him were deep, like a blood line.

The broken blade is very simple, mottled with rust, looks like it is about to be broken, but when Ling Feng ‘fine’ gods fly to the past, they feel a distinctive atmosphere.

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