Ling Feng felt something was wrong after only less than half an hour of understanding. The fiery red clouds in the sky were like a boiling sea of ​​fire. There were waves of heat coming from the surrounding air. The ground was dry and cracking for thousands of miles, and a powerful aura locked on Ling Feng.

The word "大" in Ling Feng's body kept beating. After listening to the description of the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Phantom, Ling Feng tried all kinds of methods without causing any changes in the word "大", let alone refining the word "大" for his own use.

A pillar of fire in the void came straight to Ling Feng's head. Ling Feng hurriedly threw himself to the ground. A donkey rolled over to avoid the attack. However, the pillar of fire was wrapped by another purple flame and was a punch away from Ling Feng's original position.

After experiencing several attacks, and those attacks were controlled by other fire-type ancient wild beast kings, Ling Feng discovered an interesting phenomenon. These fire-type ancient wild beast kings wanted to kill themselves, but they did not want to be killed by other competitors. So later, Ling Feng just warned around and watched the colorful flame magic performance.

After a while, hundreds of fire-type ancient wild beast kings surrounding Ling Feng also discovered this embarrassing situation. After a roar, they all stopped attacking, and were silent for a short time. The roars of strange beasts roared, as if they were discussing something!

Ling Feng also put away his mentality of watching the show, and his whole body was shrouded in the purple gold heavenly aura. His fierce will to destiny seemed to separate the world, and a little sword light suddenly magnified.

"Puff!"

A bloody arrow shot out from the neck of a beast king closest to Lingfeng's sword energy, spewing out more than one foot away.

"Click!"

The beast king's eyes were full of incredibleness. His head swayed and fell from his neck. His body collapsed to the ground. Blood flowed on the cracked ground, and wherever the blood went, it turned into a place of magma.

The beast kings during the conversation were also shocked!

The brave one wins when they meet on a narrow road, and the sword edge points to the heart is invincible! Ling Feng's sword sang in the sky, and the sword shadows flew across the sky, rushing towards the ancient wild beast kings of fire that blocked their retreat.

The void was covered with flames, running around with the wind, and unscrupulously devouring the thousands of sword rains transformed by Ling Feng.

Gradually, a sea of ​​fire was formed, and crazy fire waves were flowing, trying to swallow Ling Feng with fangs and claws.

In the flames, Ling Feng seemed to be a towering giant mountain that was not affected by the flames at all, and a wonderful scene occurred around Ling Feng.

Around Lingfeng, a round light red aperture was trembling, suppressing the sea of ​​fire and stagnating outside the circle. The flames attacked the circle with fierce flames, but it was constantly compressed and turned into a small spark. Just as the flame was about to be extinguished, the fire lit up, and a magical and violent force surged, and the flames jumped and flashed, tearing the light red aperture, as if they were about to break through the shackles and fly out.

The bright red flames kept rising upwards, igniting a cluster of burning flames in Ling Feng's liver. The word "Quan" in Ling Feng's liver was lightly refined.

Ling Feng's eyes were filled with joy, but the red flame compressed by the light red aperture had been wiped out and the flames in Ling Feng's liver were extinguished.

Ling Feng shouted: "You trash! You haven't eaten yet! These attacks are not enough to tickle me!"

The body rushed violently, and the sword energy turned into a dragon and rushed towards the group of beast kings. Blood covered Ling Feng's whole body. The huge flame attacks were just compressed by the light red aperture outside Ling Feng's body to the extreme, igniting the liver fire and slowly refining the word "Quan".

The magma flowed with the setting sun as red as blood, the corpse piled up like mountains, the robe with holes and a lot of holes and a bloody robe was scattered, and the fishy wind filled the entire space. Ling Feng stood behind his sword and pressed against his fallen charred body. Although the flame attacks of the fire-type ancient wild beast king did not cause much damage to him, the terrible fighting ability also overdraw Ling Feng's physical strength. The mysterious power in his body was consumed almost the same, and his body was covered with dense scars. After dozens of breaths, he adjusted his body shape and flickered more than a hundred drops of the ancient wild beast king's essence and blood into the Sumeru Ring.

"Congratulations to you fifty-four people on entering the fifth floor!" Ling Feng's ears exploded.

Before Ling Feng could react, several fierce attacks attacked Ling Feng fiercely.

It was said that it was too late and then that time, Ling Feng did not retreat but advanced. In an instant, he swung hundreds of swords in the void. The sword energy was like rain, and the "Sword Rain Smoky Cloud Dream" with an attack and defense suddenly roared out.

A few drops of blood spilled on the ground, and a stream of black blood flowed down Ling Feng's arms.

On the other side, the attackers of Ling Feng were not feeling well, and they were covered with countless tiny sword marks.

"Dear brothers, don't be so cruel. We have to see the situation here, it's not too late to do it!" A delicate and charming voice came.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!