Ling Feng trembled because of his anger. He was crazy and constantly bombarded on the cage of the surrounding sword.
"Bang!"
It was another finger, and the body of the Star Temple fell down, and a blood hole was exploded at the eyebrows.
Another master of the palace, died in the hands of Tianlong Jian Sheng.
"Bang!"
The third finger, Zuo Feiqing, the owner of the Hall of shock, die!
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"No! No!"
On the one hand, it was the laughes of the Dragon Swordsman that day, and on the other hand, the painful sorrows of the remaining hall owners, forming extremely strong, extremely clear comparison.
Ling Feng's eyes split, his eyes were covered with blood.
boom!
Finally, a bombing broke out, and the cage trapped in Ling Feng finally broke the sound.
"What?"
The Tianlong Sword Holy Eye jumped, Ling Feng, actually shattered his sacred marks!
"You damn!"
Ling Feng was almost swallowed by anger, above his forehead, a blood line, looming, almost to open the eyes of Shura!
"Huh, since you can't wait to find death, then the seat will be you all!"
Although Tianlong Sanshi was surprised by the power of Ling Feng's outbreak, he could destroy his holy marks, but after all, Ling Feng was just a small emperor. In front of him, there was no threat at all.
boom!
With a palm wave, on the heavens, a huge handprint of more than a hundred feet fell from the sky, with the boundless power, directly suppressed it towards Ling Feng, slap him directly to the ground, suppress it, and can't move.
Click!
A sound of a broken bone head sounded, Lingfeng directly bleed seven holes, and the whole body almost almost was shot into meat cake.
"Well, you are really rough and thick!"
Tianlong Sword Sheng was a little surprised. With a blow from 50 % of his strength, Ling Feng hadn't died yet!
His vitality, tenaciousness is almost too much!
"puff!"
In the mouth of Lingfeng, the big mouth spit with blood, and because of the sharp decline of Ling Feng's consciousness, the corpse of the twelve resurrection became withered, and the power of the reincarnation gradually disappeared, and they also did not also disappear.
It will fall into a state of sleep again.
"Oh!"
Yalong Xiaoming's huge eyes turned around. He could feel Ling Feng's breath, and he was constantly weakening. Is his new owner so short -lived?
boom!
After the power of Emperor Tian Yan and the other three corpses weakened, the owner of the Blood Film League finally broke the blockade and got out of it again.
Well!
As soon as the figure flashed, the owner of the Blood Film Alliance flew beside the Dragon Jian Sheng that day, and saw that the situation was controlled by Tianlong Jian Sheng, and quickly bowed to him, "Thank you seniors!"
"snort!"
Tianlongjian Shengsheng glanced at him coldly, not salty or indifferent: "In this battle, Dragon Sword Tianfu lost a half sanctification. This loss should be counted on your head."
"This is!"
The Lord of the Blood Film League gritted his teeth. Although he hated gritting his teeth, he could only nod.
In this world, after all, the strong is respectful, who's fist is big, who is the truth.
"Well, go back and go, bring this little boy, other endgame, you will pack it up."
Tianlong Jian Sheng said, step by step, walking towards Lingfeng.
According to the disciples of Long Jian Tianfu who came back from the ancient city of the sunset, Ling Feng was inherited by the Great Desert Sword Saint. Not only that, he could have the soul of the silver war in the early days of the emperor's realm.
The powerful soul -paths.
In Ling Feng's body, there is no doubt that it is more precious than the treasure house of the entire Dongling Xianchi.
Now, these secrets are undoubtedly belonging to his Dragon Sword Saint.
"It's over, this time Ling Feng, I'm afraid it's really going to die!"
In the five elements, the cheap donkey was so anxious like an ant on the hot pot, and the group turned around.
That's the holy strong!
Even if it kills it, it is at most that there is a dead donkey.
Xiao Qiqi, Zifeng, also lock deeply. They all witnessed the crisis of Ling Feng, but they had nothing to do.
And the newly added to the "Huang Di" Huang Shaotian in the Five Elements Temple Palace murmured: "I wipe it, isn't it, isn't this boy a protagonist? The protagonist should have an immortal halo.
With the recognition of Donghuangzhong, it is not so easy to die? "
"Hey, I say you, anyway, it is also known as the first five emperors. How powerful is it? Why is it at this time?"
The cheap donkey glanced at Huang Shaotian fiercely, and Huang Shaotian shrugged, and he looked helplessly: "Then there is any way, I can’t control the Donghuang bell now. Besides, I still have a strands of remnant soul now.
There is no soul left! "
"Hey, it seems that Ling Feng, this boy, is hard to escape this time. We have to think about it!"
The cheap donkey thief's gaze, but when he really started to look around, it seemed to be calculating something more valuable.
"puff!"
At this moment, Zi Feng groaned, and at the same time, a bloody blood was sprayed, and it seemed to suffer a very severe injury. (PS: mentioned earlier, Zifeng controlled the body of Long Xingye through parasites, so now
It is human form.)
"I rely on?" The cheap donkey jumped and exclaimed: "I said Zifeng, what blood do you vomit?"
"My owner and I shared life, so as long as I do not die, the owner cannot die."
Zi Feng wiped the blood in the corner of his mouth and said with a bitter face: "However, if you go on this way, the vitality I saved before, I am afraid it will be consumed!"
At this time, that day, Long Jian Sheng was holding Ling Feng's placket, raised him high, punching and punching, heavily bombarded in Ling Feng's abdomen, he hit him more than vomiting blood.
However, it is strange to say that Ling Feng's internal organs and six internal organs were almost burst by the Dragon Sword that day. It is reasonable that it has been dead for a long time, but he can no longer die, but he is hard!
Although his breath of life is weak, he still lives stubbornly.
So that even the Tianlong Swordsman looked at Ling Feng in horror, "You kid are really hard!"
The five main halls who are still alive are all dignified expressions. Watching the Tianlong Sword Sacred constantly torture Ling Feng. In their hearts, there is only despair.
Everything is over.
Three and a half sanctuary, Xianchi palmism, the owner of the eight halls, death, injuries, and the rest were also reduced to prisoners under step.
Dongling Xianchi, it's over!
"Ling Feng!"
"Brother Ling!"
"Master Ling!"
Among the disciples, those companions who have a better relationship with Ling Feng, such as Tuoba Yan, Xuexue Fairy, Ning Guichen, Chu Tiange, Yan Guying, Li Fei, Feng Yan ...
For a long time, Ling Feng created one miracle after another, so that this time, Ling Feng returned with a dozen peak emperors like a god soldier, and he almost reversed the entire Qiankun for a moment.
They once thought that Ling Feng would save all this, but now ...
It's over, everything is over!
Dong Lingxian is over, and waiting for their destiny, either death, or become slaves!
"Ling Feng ..."
Tuoba Yan's eyes flickered, and they couldn't help but want to rush out, but they were pulled by other disciples.
Even if she went out, she couldn't change anything, but she just gave away a life.
"boom!"
It was another punch, and he bombed heavily on Ling Feng's abdomen. Ling Feng spit out a sip of blood with stomach acid. His body was almost thoroughly numb.
Holy level, it is too strong.
Even if I have broken through the emperor level, even if I have silver souls, it cannot make up for the huge gap between this.
Ling Feng's consciousness gradually became a little blurred. It seemed to see Lin Canglang and seemed to see Yan Jinghong. Those opponents who had died in their hands were sneered, and seemed to be waiting for himself.