Ling Feng raised his palm and found that he could finally manipulate his body, and then relieved.
It turns out that as the god pattern on the forehead dissipates, the divine nature is hidden in the depths of the soul, and Ling Feng has finally restored his own control.
Feeling the ingredients in the body, Xiu is the first in the realm of entering the gods, and it has been promoted to the fourth level of entering the gods, that is, the level of the ancestor in the middle of the ancestors.
This is undoubtedly a good news, but the most of the medicinal power of the Suzaku Xuanhuo Dan also exhausted in the battle. Some of the remaining energy seemed to be absorbed by the Tianxuan residual film.
There seemed to be some subtle changes in the destruction of Shifang, but for a while, Ling Feng couldn't detect it.
A Suzaku Xuanhuandan just raised his cultivation from the early stage of the ancestor to the middle of his ancestors.
But in any case, I finally defeated the deserted gods and retrieved a small life. This is the most important.
At this moment, the deserted god was frozen by the power of the sky patrol. In addition to the eyes, the whole body could not be moved in addition to the eyes.
"Win ... Win!"
"Oh my god, it's incredible, that Lingfeng really defeated the desert!"
"Who is the guy around President Ling, when did I come, why didn't I find it at all?"
In the crowd, there was a sound of exclaiming, and everyone stared at the figures of Ling Feng and Yan Jinghong incredible.
But more, it is the joy of the rest of the life.
yes!
They survived!
Under the deserted claw, survived!
"Brother Ling!"
Mu Yixue rushed forward, looking at Ling Feng with excitement, her eyes were already red, and crystal tears were still glowing.
"Silly girl."
Ling Feng shook her head and smiled, wiped her tears for her, and said softly: "Xue Xue, thank you!"
When the refining and chemical Suzaku Xuanhuo Dan, if Mu Yuexue didn't care about everything, he used his own origin to inspire the demon dragon in Lingfeng's body.
You know, Ling Feng was almost in a desperate situation at that time.
However, Mu Yixue brought a trace of light to Ling Feng in the desperate situation.
Although he learned from Yan Jinghong's mouth later, the moment he brought himself a vitality at the moment of life and death, Ling Feng always remembered his heart.
"Thank you!"
Ling Feng glanced deeply at Mu Yanxue. How many times, did she desperate for herself?
He knew that the moment of the fusion of the fire of their origin, the fetters between each other were doomed.
Can never cut off!
"I ... I didn't do anything either ..."
Mu Yanxue's face flushed and biting the silver teeth. "Besides, I not only did not hurt, but also absorbed a part of the medicinal power, and the cultivation was improved."
"That's good."
Ling Feng nodded, and reached out on Mu Yanxue's pulse door. He felt the trend of full of vitality in her body and faint breakthroughs.
It seems that she has forcibly suppressed the breakthrough.
Otherwise, I am afraid that like yourself, it is promoted to the level of the ancestor.
However, such an opportunity, once missed, can not break through casually.
This silly girl, for herself, did give up too much.
"General Ling, admire, admire!" Kurosaki walked up with a smile.
"Brother Ling, I have always been unconvinced, but today, I have completely convinced you!"
Gaia went to Lingfeng a thumb, and her face was full of admiration.
"Fortunately."
Ling Feng shook his head and smiled, "The power that is just not, is not that I can control it, but forcibly consumes such an ancient Dan Dan's medicinal power, it is not my own power."
"I see."
Kurosaki looked at Ling Feng at a glance, and said faintly: "I am still strange why your breath suddenly reduces so much. By the way, this brother Taiwan is it?"
Kurosaki's gaze looked at Yan Jinghong.
After the fusion of the god pattern of the Catcher family, Yan Jinghong's breath became a bit uncertain, and it seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and the breath was extremely cold.
Although it is completely impossible to see through the depth, the only point that can be determined is.
Now Yan Jinghong, there are definitely many strong men who have beyond Kurosaki to mad at this level.
Even Kakabel, who is comparable to "God's Realm".
This is the difference between Xianfan.
The god's pattern of the strong man, especially the god pattern of the celestial patrol family, has completely made Yan Jinghong reborn.
During the present, except for Ling Feng's blood, he could overcome Yan Jinghong's head, and everyone was his brother in front of Yan Jinghong!
"His name is Yan Jinghong, and he is also a member of Xiaofeng Camp."
Ling Feng smiled lightly. With the current strength of Yan Jinghong, it can definitely become the new generation of the ten -edged strong.
After returning, let him go to the King Ting of the God, maybe he can choose a suitable god soldier.
"I can't think of the Xiaofeng camp, in addition to the Division of President Ling and the Night God, there are such masters."
Kurosaki's madness couldn't help feeling.
This session of the World Harmony, the strong generation came out. I thought that even if I couldn't win the puzzle, I would have the opportunity to compete for the first three.
Now it seems that the top five are enough.
Yan Jinghong just stood aside indifferently, holding his chest with both hands, and he was ignorant of anyone. He was so cold.
Seeing that Yan Jinghong ignored his own meaning, Kurosaki's madness was too lazy to ask himself, but just hugging him with a gift, and then looked at the frozen desert, "General Division of Ling, this guy, how do you deal with it?
"
"Let me think about."
Ling Feng held his chin and said lightly.
Not far away, such as Kakabel and Aurender, the eyes, their eyes also looked at it.
Ling Feng was strongly strong, but that fairy magic type, the competition must still compete.
After all, anyone can see that the breath of Lingfeng has already fallen into the altar, and at best, it is the middle period of the ordinary ancestral situation.
At this moment, deep in the underground, there was a loud noise of "bombardment".
For a while, everyone was vigilant again.
Could it be that what else did the desert still leave?
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The earth trembled, and then a iron fist popped up from the ground, and then there was a scolding voice, "I wipe it, I almost buried it by his mother!"
"Oh, all of them are soil!"
Next, I saw a gray -faced guy, drilled out of the ground, but it was not the rotten wooden sword eight.
"Sword Eight!"
Kurosaki looked down and saw the embarrassing appearance of the eight at this moment, and couldn't help laughing, "Haha, how do you make such a look?"
"Then the damn palace is very complicated, it is difficult to do, but the result is found, and the following will start collapse. What should I do?" What should I do? "
The rotten wooden sword eight spit out a few sips of dust, scolded: "It's really unlucky!"
After a while, there were several geniuses in various stars climbed out of the ground.
The original five -person treasure team, except Viggan, all the members have come to Qi.
"Huh? What about Vigga?"
Ling Feng narrowed his eyes. It stands to reason that Vigga is the strongest of these people. Even if others are not in danger, Vijia should naturally be able to retreat.
"Ghost knows it, and soon after going on, we will split."
The eight swordsmanship of the Rotten Mujian spit several sips in a row, and felt that the dust was vomiting seven or eight, and then I opened my own natal ring and threw the a few treasures inside.
All the harvested, but I didn't find any fairy magic road. "
Several people looked at each other. Although they were a little reluctant, they still opened their own natal warfare and took out some treasures. They also said that they did not find the magic path.
For this result, Ling Feng has long been mentally prepared.
According to his estimates, the deserted god should not have any fairy -magic road.
They can find the magic and magic roads, so they really met the ghost.
"Ouch!"
At this moment, the dead wood sword eight suddenly covered the abdomen, and his brows condensed into a ball, "It hurts! It hurts me!"
Several other members of the treasure stealing team also had the same situation.
"It should be poisoned."
Ling Feng shrugged, took out a bottle of elixir, and threw it to Kurosaki. "This is a detoxification Dan, just take it."
Sure enough, after a few people took the detoxification Dan, they immediately spit out a turbid gas, and the complexion relieved.
"It seems that Naviga will not come back."
The rotten wooden sword scolded and scolded, "That guy, you will not run away with the magic path."
"No, he was hit by President Ling's poison, don't you come back, isn't he afraid of death?"
Kurosaki frowned and said lightly.
"have no idea."
Ling Feng shrugged, and Vigga's life and death, he didn't care, his poison, normal means, except for his own detoxification Dan, should be unsolvable.
Of course, this guy has other means.
Why did he run? It was nothing more than winning some good things, and he was unwilling to take it out to divide everyone.
However, Ling Feng didn't think he could get the magic road.
If you want to find out the magic road, the key is still on the desert.
"ah!--"
At this moment, Frezer, who had already fell to the ground, made another beast -like roar.
His eyes became red again.
"Kill me! Kill me soon! ..."
Frezer's body was trembling, and it seemed to be suffering from great pain. His body was up and down, and the blue tendons were stunned, and every finger was almost distorted.
After continuous overdraft of its own potential, Crazy and Desert War, Frezer was finally rejected by his own blood.
He rolled crazy on the ground, watching his bones deformed and twisted, it was really shocking.
There is a kind of pain, called it painful.
Everyone took a breath of cold breath. I never expected that the backfraction that Frezer suffered was so terrible.
"Kill me! Hurry! Kill me! Kill ... kill ..."
Frezer slammed his chest crazy, and everyone could even hear the bone broken, even the crushed sound.
What kind of pain can a living person torture like this?
If you continue to do this, even if others do n’t do it, Frezer may be killed by himself alive.
Although he has suffered this kind of anti -bullish pain many times, there is no once, as it is now so unbearable.
"You were originally worthwhile opponents, but unfortunately ..."
Kakabel shook his head. He had taken his hands to protect Frezer before, so that he was relieved of the resurrection of the battle between Lingfeng and the deserted god. Unexpectedly, the backbolic of blood made him even more painful.
If it is really dead, give him a happy, it is a kind of liberation.
Kakabel took a deep breath, and the boxing condensed a golden mang, ready to fulfill Frezer's last wish.
At least, it would not be so painful to die.
"Slow!"
At this moment, it was Ling Feng and called Kakaberg. "Maybe, he still has to save!"
(So what, ask for a ticket at the beginning of the month ~)