The giant scorpion of the desert, at the Tagor Desert, ran all day and night, and finally, at the end of the horizon, a green forest appeared.
This also means that they are about to get out of the Tagel Desert and enter the boundary of the West Sword Realm.
Fortunately, this day, Ling Feng's injury has been completely restored.
Even after experiencing this extremely tragic war, Ling Feng made a breakthrough, and his perception of the Holy -level was clearer.
He believes that this is an opportunity.
Once it is fully realized by yourself, you can naturally break through the Holy level in one fell swoop!
"Well, it has reached the border of the Tagor Desert, you can leave!"
Ling Feng patted the wasteland giant scorpion under his body, and the wasteland giant scorpion stopped immediately, respectfully on the ground.
This desert scorpion is also a hegemon of this tower's desert. Unfortunately, in front of Ling Feng, there is no temper at all.
Ling Feng and the cheap donkey jumped off the back of the giant scorpion of the wasteland, waved at will, and said faintly: "Go."
A pair of big eyes of the desert scorpion glanced at Ling Feng, and swept the cheap donkey. It was no opinion to see the "God Donkey Uncle".
go.
Unexpectedly, it is not easy to pick up your life!
"Boy Ling Feng, what do you plan to do next?"
The cheap donkey hugged the glazed fire essence, because only one was divided, and the guy was reluctant to eat it at all. He took it out every time he took it out and licked it, and let Ling Feng watch a speechless.
Ling Feng glanced at him angrily, and hummed, "I didn't die, the guy who framed me behind his back was about to suffer!"
When the words fell, a ray of killing in Ling Feng's eyes flashed, and a flash of flashes.
The cheap donkey couldn't help but shivered. The murderousness on Ling Feng was getting more and more terrible.
"Are you going back? Are you afraid of being besieged again?"
The cheap donkey thief smiled, "You know, you have died once!"
"Hum, what are you afraid of? In the eyes of the three big swords, I am already a dead person. They will not prevent a dead person."
Ling Feng's sword eyebrows raised, and said faintly: "This time, I have to investigate secretly, and push the people who harmed me behind, and then let him know what is better than death!"
Ling Feng's fist tightly, since he set foot on the martial arts, he has never been calculated so miserable.
Before that, the enemy was dark, and Ling Feng was caught by surprise, but this time, Ling Feng turned into a dark party, but the result was not necessarily.
"in addition……"
Ling Feng sneered, took out a piece of treasure that had been sealed for a long time from the Na Ling ring, and the thousands of machines changed!
(PS: The origin of thousands of machines and thousands of changes, please refer to "Chapter 1192 Thousands of Machines and Hundreds".
I saw Ling Feng changed thousands of machines, worn on his face, squeezed a few times, and used the eight wasteland techniques to change the shape.
In front of it.
At that time, the "Fat Lord" in the sea of Zhentianlan finally reappeared on the world!
"Hum, I want to see, who can recognize me!"
Ling Feng sneered, and his voice became slightly pointed. From head to toe, he couldn't see where he was similar to Ling Feng.
"hehe……"
At a glance at Ling Feng, the cheap donkey moved away, and put his attention on the brilliantness of Liuli, holding it in his palm, and sometimes licking it twice. It is estimated that there will be a few days later, you can be licking away by it.
"You are really disgusting!"
Ling Feng shook his head, moved, and entered the Five Elements Temple Palace.
He wants to see the situation of Xiaodie and the blue flame.
Xiaodie is the key to detoxifying. As for Lan Yan, he has also been toxic. From him, you can understand the toxicity of the toxic.
At this moment, Lan Yan was leaning on a pillar, and there was a low groan for a while.
The regret in his heart, a second ancestor of the second generation, the young master of the blue fire tribe, and blessing on weekdays.
If he did not provoke Ling Feng at the beginning, he would not be plundered by him.
If you are not plundered, you don't have to follow Ling Feng as a dog leg.
If you don't be a dog legs around Ling Feng, you will not be poisoned!
Hey, all of this, blame yourself at first!
Now, he is poisonous and dying. He can only watch himself weaker every day, and he is anxious.
Titan, the little girl who can detoxify is a few days when she sleeps, and the ghost knows when she can wake up.
At this moment, there was a moment of movement in the back, and Lan Yan turned his head to look at it, only to find that he was actually a strange guy.
It was a body obese, at least 280 pounds, and the tall and burly giant fat man, and, looked like a sullen look, the evil spirits, let Lan Yan's heart "stun".
Isn't this Ling Feng's magic weapon? If an outsider comes in, does it mean that Ling Feng is dead, and his treasure has been taken away by others, and even the soul brand is erased.
What am I dripping!
Lan Yan is almost so depressed to vomit blood, is this so -called, the house leaks all over the night rain?
Ling Feng, but his only hope for life!
The big fat man went closer and closer. When he walked in front of Lan Yan, he suddenly squatted down and looked at him carefully.
"How do you feel?"
Ling Feng asked.
Lan Yan's forehead sweats slightly, "I ... I am okay, many ... thank you for care."
"It's not good for talking, this toxicity is very powerful."
Ling Feng made his mouth, stared at Lan Yan, and said faintly: "Take off your clothes."
"What?"
Lan Yan only felt that a certain part was slightly tight, and immediately stared at the fat man in front of him in horror. He scolded in his heart: you are a dead pervert, a wretched man, a good mouth!
"Is there a problem with the hearing? I said I took off my clothes, I have to check it carefully!"
Ling Feng frowned slightly.
"I rely on!"
The blue flame suddenly turned into a ball, and a sense of humiliation in her heart was born.
I think I am a young master in the blue fire tribe, handsome and handsome. Today, I am actually a wretched fat man ...
Oh! No!
However, Lan Yan thought about it, this fat man was a fierce man. Even Ling Feng was slaughtered by him. He was still poisoned and couldn't beat it!
Thinking of this, Lan Yan was sad from it, tears kept turning in the pupils, and it took a while.
"What are I special ..."
When Ling Feng saw the appearance of a "little daughter -in -law", he was aggressive for a while, and he checked his poisoning. Do you want to make such a tragic?