Supreme Demon

The ninth fifty-eighth chapter nine-level Wu Zun

Ancient Wuta.

Bai Zebao is solemn, such as a warrior sitting cross-legged, hands on the Dantian, eyes stunned, and at this moment micro-closed, the body of the gods flying out, like a heavy Tianyu, is falling down.

When the four gods and rainbows all flew out, its eyebrows flashed like a light that would be extinguished at any time. After hesitating for a while, it bit his teeth, and a spirit flew out of the eyebrows, emitting a touch of medicinal fragrance.

Immediately, the soul of the "call", burned up, shot from the middle of a mans, turned into a small white zebra in the blink of an eye, lifelike, just bathed in the flames.

"laugh!"

Bai Ze pierces his claws and drops a drop of blood. The blood is golden, and under the illumination of the four gods, it shines.

The blood of the drop also fell into the soul of the soul, into the small white eyebrows of the eyebrows, turned into a brand, and at this moment the small white zebra live, each action is the same as Bai Ze.

This is the soul of the beast!

The spirit of the soul merges with the blood, achieves unity, is connected with the soul, and is connected with the blood. Once it is hit hard, then Bai Ze will also be greatly hurt. From then on, it will become a waste beast.

"Ling Feng, I hope you will honor your promise!"

Bai Ze is almost collapsed. This kind of sacrifice has a great damage to it. And this is the soul and the blood of God. Every drop is worthless. It can control the beasts. Once they have the heart, they will be perceived for the first time.

Then, its owner can pinch the soul and blood, making it instantly sway, this is a very dangerous way, there are too many unfairness in itself, no one will want to do this.

"rest assured!"

Ling Feng grinned, this beast is very extraordinary, he wants to include it in the anti-God, and it will naturally make it stronger. As for the realm, he does not worry at all. In the past twenty years, he It is entirely possible to explode Bai Ze, and then it is not a question of letting it be free, but this Bai Ze is willing to leave.

"I hope so!" Bai Ze secretly from the forehead, slightly reluctant to push the spirit of the integration of the **** of blood to Ling Feng.

"call!"

The void tears, the seemingly stable spirit, bursting out with a particularly glaring at this moment, the terrible momentum seems to be swallowing up the four sides, and it is also a shock.

The next moment, his eyebrows flashed, automatically splitting a gap, let the spirit fly into the sea of ​​souls little by little, and feel the massive magical power contained in it.

"Ling Feng, this is the soul of the gods, ordinary Wu Zun is really difficult to bear, although your physique is very special, but also be cautious." Bai Ze took a deep breath and said.

Sacrifice is a kind of magical power. Once it is full, it will be completely integrated into Lingfeng's body. The massive magical power will instantly crush a Wuzun, which is a kind of suffering for the ordinary Wushen, and if Lingfeng died, Then, it must also follow the footsteps, involving life and death, and it must not be careless.

"Well!" Ling Feng's forehead, he even insisted on coming to Nie, a sacred animal sacrifice in the district, but why not him.

"Sacrifice!"

Bai Ze burst into a burst of fire, and the body fired a sacred fire, the horrible momentum, directly bursting, making the sky tremble, and its blood and spirits were full of glory, a road like a scripture, flying from it Ling Feng.

This is a sacrifice!

It is also the brand of sacrifice!

"Hey, snoring..." In a flash, the spirit of Ling Feng swelled, and the small white radiant radiance, the horrible airflow, penetrated the sky, and set off the waves in the ocean of Taiyizhen.

The blood of the gods is burning, the spirits are igniting, they are quickly integrated into the body of the wind at the speed visible to the naked eye, and the terrible flames are instantly spreading and burning.

"Oh!"

Ling Feng's face is a glimpse. Although the fire of this sacrifice is not as good as the fire of Nie, it is like a sword like a sword. The skin of the scorpion is fleshy, and the blood and spirit of the gods are gradually integrated into the blood and the black hole of the sorcerer.

"Hey!" This is the blood tremble.

"Prick!" This is the black hole of the sorcerer.

The soul and the blood of the gods are indeed violently ruined, and a massive influx, and at this time, the emptiness of the sacred sacred in the Lingfeng body, like a lightning, crazy engulfing the heavens and the earth.

Such as whale swallowing sea drink!

In a blink of an eye, his body gathered around a vast amount of heaven and earth, and he hanged down like a silkworm. The horrible airflow continued to stir up and turned into a weather.

In this case, Ling Feng’s body shot a black mang, and the eight-way sorcerer’s black hole, which appeared now, ran with the violent momentum, and stunned the sky.

"Hey..."

However, the soul and the blood of the beast are still shaking, slowly infiltrating into the body of Ling Feng, tearing a trace of blood, the blood of the ancient Wu is shaking, and when the essence penetrates all the way, Ling Feng is coming. The brighter, like the lightning **** rainbow, intertwined with lingering.

"Hey!"

Finally, on the occasion of brewing a day, the air wave collapsed, all poured into the body of Ling Feng, the spirit of the water to nourish the holy soul, and the blood of the gods like the river, nourishing his flesh and blood skeleton.

This scene did not last long. When the light was the most embarrassing, a black mang shot from his dantian, and then there was the ninth handle of the **** sword, which flew into the black mans.

"Hey..."

When the time came, the storm filled the sky, and the endless heaven and earth rushed into the air. With the brand of the gods sword as the core, it turned into a storm.

Black hole!

This is the ninth black hole!

Below the nine handles of the gods sword brand, each stationed on one side, formed the foundation of the Voldemorte swords, and the top of the most overbearing God of Heaven sword hidden in the sky, only to wait for him to step into the moment of Wu Zun to the situation.

With the help of Bai Ze sacrifice, Ling Feng broke into the nine-level Wu Zun in one fell swoop.

This change is natural, and it is exactly what Ling Feng expects. In order to reverse the gods, the three martial artists sacrificed a farther future and embarked on a road of no return. In order to rebel against the gods, many people died in the battlefield. Now he also wants to In order to rebel against God, I entered the 9th level Wu Zun earlier.

Of course, more important is Bai Ze!

With it, it is not difficult to destroy a god.

"call!"

At an hour, Ling Feng slowly opened his eyes, felt the blood of the body, felt the fluctuations of Bai Ze's blood, the sparkle of the soul, he had the feeling of controlling the life and death.

Undoubtedly, this moment he finally pinched the life of Bai Ze, so that it had to bow down.

"Ling Feng, now you should honor your promise." Bai Ze said with a very weak voice, his eyes are very dim, this is a **** of heaven and earth, but now relying on this human race, and still a Wu Zun, how much makes it feel embarrassed Qu.

"can!"

Ling Feng smiled, and the body flew out a dagger. The fierce light dispelled the darkness in the triple door of the ancient Wuta, like a meteor smashing into the **** gold chain.

"Hey, karu!"

That trapped Bai Ze, the indestructible gold chain of the gods, in front of the interception of the sky, was simply vulnerable, instantly broken, even the gods were cut off, the entire three-door murderous, collapsed.

"Break!"

Ling Feng was the same as the method, and the three daggers successively cut off the chain of the gods, and all the gods were wiped out. The entire three gates of the ancient Wuta were screaming.

"open!"

Bai Ze was excited. He directly shocked the claws and waved the broken gold chain. He felt the feeling of being unbound. It was wet with eyes. It was thousands of years and tens of thousands of years. This is a three-door, dark day. I don't want to stay.

"Hey!"

It grows up in the sky, the momentum is shocking, and the sturdy airflow pushes the winds out, which shows how excited Bai Ze has regained freedom.

"Hey!" Another explosion blew, and the ancient Wuta tower shook slightly...

After tossing for an hour, Bai Ze was quiet and looked at Ling Feng with his eyes red. He said, "I have been trapped for too many years, and there is a trauma in my body. I need a **** to heal."

"No!"

Ling Feng shook his head and said: "The **** is too terrible, I can only refine one, but there are a few of them, enough for you to heal the wound."

This is what he refines in the battlefield of the gods. Although he only refines a god, he also refines a lot of gods in the process. The cure for Baize is not a problem.

"I know that you are very unreliable!" Bai Ze rolled his eyes, this letter can be half a letter is very good.

Immediately after taking over three Shen Dan from Ling Feng’s hands, it sat cross-legged and said lazily. “I need some time to heal.”

"can!"

Ling Feng said: "Now is not an excellent time, and you will be a trump card, I will play at a critical moment."

Ling Feng also sat down.

He entered the country too quickly, which is very unfavorable for him. If you want to really play the strength of the nine-level Wuzun, you need a little bit of experience, and Ye Xinran did not come out so soon. .

In these days, the frequent rebellion of the gods, all the news came up, and fell in front of the only martial god, but they were intercepted.

Seven days later.

The atmosphere of the whole anti-god is somewhat wrong, and the dullness makes people suffocate. This can be clearly seen by the Xuankong sect.

And the three great gods seem to have forgotten the Xuankong sect, calm and heart-rending, people always feel faintly, if the storm is coming, but the attitude against the gods seems too lazy.

This makes people more and more weird.

"Senior brother, what is going on against God these days?" Lu Yan frowned, she felt a little unusual, although still those people, but obviously lost the spirit.

"I'm afraid... they want an answer."

Liu Liu’s eyes are heavy. He has been speculating before, but now he is more and more sure. Ling Feng did not say that it is because he does not care. Ye Xinran and others did not say that most of them are in the face of Liu Shushu.

However, the anti-God will not, the Valkyrie will not, put the danger beside him, this is not a rebellious style, and now this attitude is telling Xuan Kongzong, they need an answer.