Ling Feng's mind seemed to be exploded, the whole head was hot.
On his forehead, a bright red brand is condensed a little bit.
It is not a complicated inscription, but a very simple horizontal, spanning the entire forehead.
This is a simple god pattern, and it can't even be called why the lines.
However, at the moment when the god pattern that could not be simply condensed, there was an extremely terrible breath on Ling Feng.
Is this the origin of the Tiandao family?
No, not only that.
Lingfeng body and two major blood veins of Tiandao clan and the celestial patrol clan, thus producing a complete chaos.
His origin god pattern should be called, chaos god pattern!
The simplest tattoo, but the most incredible breath broke out.
At the moment of the cohesion of the tattoo, Ling Feng's gaze, cold, ruthless, as if on the red dust, seeing everything, high on the screen, high.
"Ling ... Ling Feng?"
Yu Yanyao looked at Ling Feng stupidly, and Ling Feng in front of her eyes made her feel strange. It seemed that she had never known him.
He slowly stood up and regarded the huge feet of the bone wolf.
The bone wolf looked at Ling Feng in surprise. He was a little confused. How could this human be so powerful.
"roar!"
The bone wolf yelled loudly, above the feet, five sharp nails, quickly growing up. For a moment, the five -rooted claws pierced Ling Feng's body, and the blood splashed out.
However, Ling Feng's expression did not seem to change at all.
His body, golden light, and then, the bone wolf's feet actually melted!
"roar!--"
The bone wolf yelled, watching the golden holy light continued to spread, but he wanted to melt all his body.
He was scared!
He quickly broke his leg and fled back.
However, Ling Feng just raised his hand slightly and was shrouded in the golden light. The bone wolf that originally caused them to cause death was thoroughly discharged by Jin Guang.
As if, never appeared in this world.
Then, Ling Feng's body, under the coverage of Jin Guang, quickly recovered healing.
The "soul power" derived from the bone wolf's body also gathered towards Ling Feng's forehead.
The simple "one" god pattern flashed a few times, and then disappeared.
Ling Feng's eyes were dull first, and then, the Qingming gradually recovered.
"ah!--"
Ling Feng subconsciously covered his belly, because in his impression, his belly should be penetrated.
But that surprised him, there was no wound on his body.
Even, he only felt that he was now, energetic, and lived a dragon.
It's like being able to tear tigers and leopards.
"What happened?"
Ling Feng froze for a moment. He quickly turned back and saw that Yu Yaoyao looked at himself in surprise.
"Hey ..."
Ling Feng stepped forward, squatted in front of Yu Yaoyao, and patted her cheeks gently. "Hey, what happened just now? What about the werewolf?"
Yu Yanyao was a little stupid, first glanced at Ling Feng in horror, so he took a deep breath: "You ... don't know what happened?"
"Of course I don't know!"
Ling Feng frowned, "But, I feel faintly, I seem to ... condense the god pattern?"
"Hmm!"
Yu Yanyao nodded again and again, "You suddenly appeared on the forehead on your forehead, and then the whole person seemed to change, and then, you destroyed the werewolf."
"God's pattern?"
Ling Feng narrowed his eyes and tried to feel his "god pattern".
After all, he once also had a god pattern. It was the god pattern passed down by the ancestors of the Jiuyou Protoss, but it was suppressed by the blood of the heavenly path.
Therefore, Ling Feng simply sent it back to Jiuyou's young master, Jun Jiuyou. Now he is already the chief of the Jiuyou Lord.
Sure enough, the forehead was slightly hot, and then, a red mark appeared on the forehead.
This simple horizontal is your own pattern?
Ling Feng's mouth twitched slightly. Generally speaking, the more complicated the god pattern, the more flowers, the more powerful the blood of the Protoss.
This is ...
Ling Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly, seemed to be, his own god pattern, probably just condensed the first way.
But anyway, this does have the feeling of God's pattern, and it already has a god pattern, which is also a quality leap.
"Well?"
Yu Yanyao glanced at Ling Feng strangely, "Why don't you change your face?"
Ling Feng rolled his eyes, "Why should I change my face?"
"When you condensed the god line just now, it became terrible ..." "
Yu Yanyao recalled the Ling Feng just now, the side of the slightest person, more like the legendary god.
He is full of divinity, but there is no humanity.
Ling Feng shrugged, and he didn't know why, probably because of the moment his chaotic god pattern condensed, some special opportunity inspired some kind of power hidden in his body.
Holding Yu Yaoyao sat up, seeing Yu Yanyao's body was full of blood, his limbs and body were full of scratches, and the abdomen was directly penetrated by the lower abdomen.
If such injuries, if they are replaced by ordinary people, I am afraid that it will die.
Ling Feng took out some elixir with the power of qi and blood, feeding Yu Yaoyao's clothing, took out some ointment, dug out, applied it evenly on the palm, and wiped it on Yu Yaoyao's wound.
"you……"
Yu Yanyao stiffed, and glanced at Ling Feng, "What are you doing!"
"Give you medicine. Such a heavy injury, don't give you some ointment, I am afraid I will leave a scar in the future." Ling Feng shrugged, "If you don't want to, then,"
It doesn't matter if Ling Feng is, just standing from the perspective of a doctor, rubbing Yu Yaoyao.
In the eyes of the doctor, there are no differences between men and women.
"I ... I didn't say that I wouldn't let you wipe ..."
Yu Yanyao bit his lips, turned his head, and didn't dare to look at Ling Feng again.
Ling Feng carefully wiped Yu Yaoyao's ointment. At this time, Yu Yaoyao's cheeks have been hot like a stove, and it is almost red to drip bleeding.
Ling Feng raised his hand and touched Yu Yaoyao's forehead, and found that her forehead was extremely hot, and frowned, "No, your physical fitness, will not be infected by this small injury."
"Feel you a big ghost!"
Yu Yanyao slapped Ling Feng's palm and glanced at Ling Feng. Then she limped to her cousin Yu Qiulin. Ling Feng couldn't see it, and stepped forward to help Yu Yaoyao walk together.
Yu Qiulin has fainted, but fortunately, in addition to some shock injuries, there are some claw marks.
Ling Feng took out the remaining ointment, applied evenly, and continued to rub the medicine for Yu Qiulin.
"Dare!"
Yu Yanyao retreated to Ling Feng, "Don't apply you!"
"..."
As soon as Ling Feng turned his eyes, he murmured secretly: This woman, the brain is sick?
"snort!"
Yu Yanyao glared at Ling Feng fiercely, grabbed the ointment in Ling Feng's hands, and gritted his teeth: "My cousin, I'm here!"
In the heart of Yu Yaoyao, in the end, he was still unwilling to have physical contact with other women, and his cousin couldn't!