Supreme Demon

C_t; "嗡"

The next moment, he mobilized the golden 'color' flame, flew into the fingertips and wrapped the piece of broken blade. (Marshmallow novel network Www.MianHuaTang.Cc provides Txt free download)-.79xs.-

But... nothing at all!

In this regard, Ling Feng's face ‘color’ is dark, this is his last hope. If he is still crushed, then he really has nothing to lose, and the future result will be a dead bird.

However, he did not give up on this, but let the golden 'color' flame cover the broken blade fragments, and it has been refining.

Since you can't just glimpse it, then the stone will wear it!

Ling Feng is extremely silent. He believes that the broken blade fragments, even if it is a **** soldier, he has been refining and refining, and one day he will be moved, but he does not know if he can still support that time.

About two hours passed, Ling Feng’s sweat on his forehead, and the golden blood flames were dimmed. However, the broken blade fragments still did not see any movement.

This makes Ling Feng very discouraged. There is a moment to give up, but there is such a big killer in his body, always let him fear. If you can't find a way, what is the difference between waiting for death? !

"carry on!"

He gritted his teeth and shouted.

Immediately, he closed his eyes and kept refining until he couldn't hold it.

One day later, Ling Fengxue 'meat' was a bit stinging, and the broken blade fragments squeezed a trace of silk into his body, and the tingling sensation was very numb, like an ant crawling over.

But this also makes Lingfeng's face ‘color’ cold and more determined, and must not wait forever.

Two days later, the fingertips still did not move, and the golden blood flames had to be extinguished. After all, this is the martial arts ban, and the heavens and the earth are very scattered, such as scraping steel knives, can not absorb too much.

"It’s a sacred soldier. How much is it?"

Ling Feng grinned, ‘show’ had a smile that was more ugly than crying.

The golden blood fire is much stronger than the general jingjing airflow. According to Ling Feng's own estimation, I am afraid that it is not inferior to the ‘color’ in the aura, but this is not the case.

"嗡"

Immediately, the golden blood martial arts trembled, another golden blood flame flew out, and the broken blade fragments covered the reads;

On the third day, when Lingfeng was almost desperate and the golden blood fire was going to be extinguished, the broken blade fragments slammed abruptly, and it was a little loose. This point, Ling Feng instantly caught it.

"has hope!"

The original dim **** ‘color’ suddenly evoked a look.

He snorted and gathered all the golden 'color' flames to make the final stroke. After all, it has been refining for three days. If you give up, you have to start again.

"丝丝"

Finally, this time the broken blade debris had a little reaction, and it was lightly swayed, and a trace of blood and blood, like a trembling water, penetrated extremely slowly.

This is a very slow process, but as long as Ling Feng sees hope, then he will go all out.

a whole day!

Ling Feng did not speak and endured hunger. If it was not a warrior, he would not be able to go on.

On this day, the golden blood fire was only infiltrated with a trace of silk, and it burned on the surface of the broken blade. The speed was too slow, and even the golden blood flames were dull, shaking the ‘will’.

"Give me refining!"

Ling Feng screamed, biting his tongue, and by the pain, he was awake a few points, and strongly urged the golden blood martial arts, so that the golden blood fired a few points.

He continues to insist!

On the fifth day, the speed of refining and chemical transformation was obviously a bit faster, and the golden blood fire had penetrated into many, but that was not enough.

On the sixth day, the broken blade fragments were refining and normal, and the rust on the surface was fading. After chasing the blood, it was expelled from the body.

On the seventh day, the golden blood fire penetrated another point...

"choke"

Until the ninth day, Ling Feng had already been hungry, his body was thinner, his eyes were black, and the **** flames finally penetrated into it.

It runs through the broken blade fragments and is completely refining!

At this moment, the broken blade fragments trembled gently, slowly detached from his fingertips, flew up a little, turned into a small light spot, and suddenly flew out from the fingertips of Ling Feng.

"唰".

The air is broken, it is like cutting tofu, the bloodstone is pulled out of a large nail hole, sharp and unparalleled, but also with a chilling atmosphere.

It is Ling Feng who is stunned and scared. If it is not refining, I am afraid that the chill can freeze him into ice.

"嗖"

The next moment, Lingfeng Golden Blood flames, the broken blade fragments flew over and hovered in front of him.

It is generally like a small dagger. One side is like a knife, the other side is like a sword, and the cold is covered with ‘dew’. At close range, Lingfeng has a feeling of cutting the skin.

Of course, now it is like a meek little beast with a breath of relatives.

"It’s terrible, definitely stronger than the spirits!"

Ling Feng stunned, although the refining of the broken blade, but still can not see its origin.

In any case, this will be a weapon. For a long time, he has no weapons to smash, but now he is blessed by evil, refining a piece of debris.

"Broken blade, I have never heard of such a weapon in Shenwu mainland!"

Ling Feng thought for a while, but still shook his head.

A piece of debris has such powerful power. It is conceivable how terrible it would be if the blade was broken during the heyday.

"Be born of death!"

Ling Feng eyes flash, he has restored confidence.

He wants to refine all the pieces and rebuild a broken blade, but whether he refining the broken blade or killing him with a broken blade is still uncertain.

Fight with the sky!

Not dying forever!

"kill!"

Ling Feng stood up weakly, his fingers waved, the broken blade fragments, slammed down, without the slightest wave of 'waves', but it instantly fell into the bloodstone.

"puff"

The blood stone was directly torn into two halves, and the blood 'color' small dagger was not damaged.

"This will be another killer for me!"

Ling Feng smiled softly, and his heart was ecstatic. Then, when he pointed his fingertips, the little dagger flew over and re-entered his fingertips.

Followed by him, he climbed down the bloodstone, and the whole person was heavy. After all, the debris was more than 15,000 kilograms.

"The martial arts are forbidden, too mysterious and terrible."

Ling Feng looked at the 'chaos' deep in the stone mountain and did not dare to move forward.

He is only five or six miles away. He has been smashed with blood dragons and lions, and has encountered broken blade fragments. It can be said that they are all dead, and they are lucky.

What's more, the broken blade fragments can kill him at any time.

If you go on, the ghost knows what enchanting things will be found, and Ling Feng is hunger and cold, and must leave.

"After I am strong, let's find out again."

Ling Feng made up his mind.

The martial arts banned the land, but there is indeed a hidden horror, but there is also a chance, but before the strength is not enough, he is not ready to come again.

Soon after, he left the 'chaos' stone mountain and walked out of the martial arts forbidden land.

"Screaming"

The Qingpeng bird was bored, and was stunned. Suddenly he found that Ling Feng came back, and suddenly he was happy, fluttering his wings and flying over.

However, when it was close to the Lingfeng, the pupil slammed and the body couldn't help but shudder. It felt like a terrible thing on the wind.

However, when it was carefully watched, it seemed that nothing existed.

"Let's go, play a few monsters first, I need to eat."

Ling Feng jumped on the back of the Qingpeng bird, and immediately, the latter turned into a gust of wind, set off the wind and sand of the sky, disappeared from the martial arts forbidden land.

“里啪啦”

The flames burned up, and Ling Feng put a rabbit on the fire and grilled it. Soon after, his rabbit was golden, and the oil was dripping down.

"真香"

Ling Feng is not too hot, and he grabs it and gorges it.

Until the rabbits were all eaten, Ling Feng’s qi 'color' was a little better. He sat on the ground and absorbed the heavens and the earth. At the same time, he took a few polylingas and let him recover quickly. .

In the early morning, Ling Feng has completely recovered, and the **** flames in Dantian are very embarrassing, flickering and flashing, with a breath of breath.

"The ‘milk’ ‘milk’ is almost hanging!”

Ling Feng breathed a sigh of relief, still has a heart and soul.

"choke"

His fingertips flicked, and a **** light suddenly appeared. As a sharp arrow, it was 'shot', and a "beep" sound broke through a three-foot-thick mountain. The air around it was just a wave. a bit.

"Screaming"

The Qingpeng bird was shocked by the ‘color’, fluttering his wings, looking at Lingfeng with horror. Just now it’s cold, like being shrouded in death.

"do not be afraid"

Ling Feng grinned, and in fact he was afraid of himself. If he did not care, could Wuling master resist?

"Nuo, this is five condensed crystals and bones."

Ling Feng’s ‘thinking’ from the arms of the ten ‘medicine’, condensed crystal and five bones each.” “Bao Dan can give you healing, and Jingjing Dan can make you break through.”

He briefly introduced the Qingpeng bird, which made the latter look awkward.

"The beast can also practice martial arts."

Ling Feng took a shot of the Qingpeng bird and let it kneel down.

Later, Ling Feng began to explain the tyrants and dragon knives to the Qingpeng bird. This is the experience he summed up from the golden lion. Naturally, he also wanted the Qingpeng bird to practice.

What's more, such a behemoth, Ling Feng will not bring into the barren hills, he wants to stock.

He explained all the two heavenly martial arts, and said that the mouth was dry and played out to the Qingpeng bird. Until the evening, the Qingpeng bird ordered a bird's head.

"Well, I will go back soon, you will practice in the wilderness."

Ling Feng gently stroked the Qingpeng bird, then turned and left.

"Xiao"

The Qingpeng bird is a bit fascinated and surprised. Looking at the wind, the heart is more and more awe, and then flies up and disappears instantly in this mountain.

Ling Feng exhibited a chasing step and rushed toward the wasteland. This time he honed his harvest too much, and he had to go back to Jingwu, especially the broken blade.

And he didn’t know at all that there was a big event happening at Lingwu College at the moment.

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