The smoke is scattered, but the figure is not seen.
Ling Feng and Ye Weiyang seemed to disappear out of thin air, and turned into the dust of the big bang.
"No! No, never!"
Mu Yixue bit her red lips, her eyes became red, tears were under rain.
She was restrained to suppress her emotions, and she trembled. At that moment, she only felt that the whole world had collapsed, and everything had become meaningless.
"Stink little boy, where are you? You won't die, how can you die? You stinky bastard, I don't believe it! I definitely don’t believe it!"
Yu Yanyao broke away from the Jiang Mengli beside her, rushing towards the direction of the ring.
However, after a few steps, the whole person was unable to paralyze on the ground, crying.
"I don't believe that so many winds and rain have already passed, how can you die? No, you will never die like this!"
Yu Yaoyao was almost sad enough to faint, but the empty ruins seemed to be telling her extremely cruelly that Ling Feng had died, and the gray was extinguished, and even a wreckage could not be left.
"Master of General Division!"
The two ginsengs of the Yanwang of Xiaofeng Camp clenched the fist and tightened the fist.
Only the old chief secretary, the trust of the trust of Lingfeng, was only a few months after the successor. Is it that Xiao Fengying will have no head of dragons so soon?
Seeing that Xiaofeng Camp is about to rise, under the leadership of Ling Feng, it will go to the new glory.
Today, everything seems to be completely broken.
"No!!!"
The Noin Ting tribe of the Odin tribe, a punch of heavy hammer on the ground, smashed the ground a huge depression.
In his eyes, Ling Feng is already the incarnation of the Lord of Odin.
Ling Feng's death is tantamount to the fall of faith.
Sad!
Sweeps the whole war god mountain, Kakabel, Kurosaki is a mad, Frezer, rotten wooden sword eight, immortal Sichuan ...
A genius in the star domain is sinking like water.
Ling Feng, although they are their opponents, are their partners.
Unconsciously, Ling Feng's mind, Ling Feng's atmosphere, has long been called these proud geniuses, deeply convinced.
No one expected that the final battle of the Wan Tu Tian Hunting would happen. Such a change.
"It's over, everything is over!"
The color of despair appeared on the night of the night.
It seems that all of them have stopped the huge casualties that Li Jiu's self -explosion may cause.
However, the most important two people fell.
Ye Weiyang is the last heir of the Qiqi power, and the last key to form the seventh marriage lock. As soon as he died, the demon head sealed by Mu Longcheng was afraid to reproduce the earth.
And Ling Feng may have been the only existence that may suppress him after the devil reappears on earth.
Today, it has also fallen here.
This result, it seems that only two people are dead, but in fact, it is the worst result.
The most unacceptable result!
Nympho
"Master Yu ..."
Seeing Yu Yanyao's distressed appearance, Jiang Mengli and Ye Xinzhu chased to Yu Yaoyao quickly, trying to comfort her, but didn't know what to say.
After Yu Yanyao joined the medical camp, several women were opposite, and they were already good sisters who had been talking about.
Yu Yanyao likes General Ling Feng, and is a medical camp. No one knows. No one knows.
However, no one expected that Yu Yanyao was so deeply deeply rooted in Ling Feng.
"Poor girl."
Hua Xiaoshuang sighed, gently hugging Yu Yanyao, holding her into her arms.
"Why……"
The chief of the three battalions, Pang Shuliang shook his head and sighed, "A good head of the head office, how can you say it is gone."
"I have never taken a few people in my life in my life, and Mr. Ling is one of them, hey, unfortunately ..."
Xiao Yang, the captain of the third battalion and the second team, touched his bare head, shook his head and sigh, "It's really jealous."
"how so?"
Among the audience, the most believed that Ling Feng would never be stupid enough to sacrifice himself to rescue the Ye Weiyang at the expense of herself. It is undoubtedly Yan Jinghong.
However, Ling Feng's breath has clearly disappeared.
Is he really dead?
No!
Never!
Yan Jinghong took a deep breath and flew into that ruins.
The original large ring, but now even a complete bluestone floor tiles are no longer found.
The empty void is full of dark vacuum cracks, the time and space rules are distorted, and the waves of space are swept away, and the gravity field of the entire space has increased to more than 100 times.
"Ling Feng, you won't die here like this, right? Since you haven't died, just appear soon!"
Yan Jinghong's gaze glanced at every corner of the ruins of this space and space.
Finally, he saw a little red blood on a broken stone.
This drop of blood has become dull, but it has a trace of vitality hidden.
Those almost dried blood, actually gathered at the center, little by little, very slow, but they never gave up.
"really!"
Yan Jinghong knew that Ling Feng had the magical power of blood dripping. Even if the physical body was destroyed, even if it was fragmented, the gray smoke was destroyed.
However, as long as there is still a drop of sperm blood, you can resurrect again.
Today, the blood stain above this crushed stone is probably Ling Feng's effort.
As soon as the figure flashed, Yan Jinghong flew out, urging the god pattern of the gods, running the power of the ice patrol, and directly injected into that blood.
Getting the help of Yan Jinghong's power of the sky, the speed of the blood stain converged, it really increased significantly.
Apocalypse!
Two interests!
Three interests!
In just three breaths, blood stains gathered into a complete drop of essence, and the marking of life exclusive to Lingfeng finally appeared again.
He is back!
Blood light flickering, Ling Feng tried his best, this drop of blood that was left began to expand quickly, and crazy absorbing the surrounding heaven and earth aura.
Yan Jinghong also injected the power of the sky into it without reservation.
Although he did not know Ling Feng's life, he could feel that in the blood of Ling Feng, there was also the power that belonged to the Cathedral family.
His power patrol power seems to be able to greatly shorten the process of Lingfeng's rebirth.
Sure enough, it was the ten interest, and the drop of blood had begun to present the original outline of Ling Feng, and it continued to become true and condensed.
"He didn't die!"
"Oh my god, President Ling is going to be resurrected again!"
"Hahaha, the general company is not dead!"
"My king! My king did not fall!"
Seeing this scene, everyone was widened, staring at the red light shadow in front of Yan Jinghong, and tightened his fist.
Drop blood rebirth!
They actually witnessed the magical power that originally existed in the legend!
"Brother Ling!"
In Mu Yanxue's beautiful eyes, the glory is reproduced.
"Ling Feng! Great, he didn't die!"
Yu Yaoyao broke his tears for a smile, biting his lips, and scolded softly: "I know how can you die so easily!"
A moment ...
Two minutes ...
One hour ...
Two hours ...
The entire process of recovery lasted for several hours. Finally, before the sunset, Ling Feng's figure was finally fully condensed successfully.
A silver hair fluttering, the red upper body, full of full and strong muscles, without a trace of fat.
The fire flashed, Ling Feng had wrapped around the flame, and his body was strictly blocked.
After all, he did not have the habit of "walking birds" under the public.
"Brother Yan, this time, thanks to you!"
Ling Feng was grateful to Yan Yanhong.
Although he did not have Yan Jinghong, he was able to recover, but in this process, he was afraid that it would take at least ten times more time.
Yan Jinghong's power of the sky patrol, which has played a very important role in reshaping his flesh and blood.
After all, this time, he is too close to death.
Almost half of the feet have crossed the ghost gate.
In principle, when the blood is reborn, it also requires a drop of essence.
And this time, Ling Feng just left a trace of blood.
If it wasn't for his tenacious will, he would be afraid that he would have completely dissipated, and the fans were extinguished.
"This is your own ability, don't thank me."
Yan Jinghong glanced at Ling Feng and said faintly: "If it wasn't at the last moment, you absorbed those black flames, I am afraid it would be impossible to leave this last drop of blood."
"The dark fire was really tight, and almost even my swallowing flames were rejected."
Thinking of the terrible dark fire, Ling Feng was shocked.
"However, you still refine the flame, but what I am curious is that since the dark fire has been refined by you, how can you suffer such a serious injury?"
Yan Jinghong stared at Ling Feng. With his understanding of Ling Feng, he was also carrying such an important fate. It was impossible to put himself in such a desperate situation.
After all, although Ye Weiyang is not bad, it is also Ling Feng's "love rival". There is no need to be so desperate.
"In the final analysis, I still care, the speed of the black dragon is too fast, and the response time left to me is too little."
Ling Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly, but being able to pick up his life is really lucky.
Of course, there are the most important reasons, Ling Feng did not say.
"Ling Feng!"
At this moment, it was the first flying body of Ye Changtian and rushed over. He looked forward to Ling Feng, "Ling Feng, a little friend, what about Weiyang, what about the child? At the end of the explosion, what happened?
What? "
Although Ling Feng was resurrected, Ye Weiyang did not have the ability to rebirth.
"Rest assured, the night brother hasn't died yet."
Ling Feng took a deep breath, squeezed a hand tactic, and opened the Five Elements Temple Palace.
Under the package of a soft colorful Xia Guang, Ye Weiyang's body was slowly delivered from the Five Elements Tiangong Palace.
However, the situation of Ye Weiyang looks very bad.
His injuries were very serious, and he almost lost most of his life.
"Weiyang! Weiyang, how are you!"
Ye Changtian quickly hugged Ye Weiyang's body, and his face was full of anxiety.
Although Ye Weiyang was very bad, at least, he was still alive.
"Rest assured, the seniors, although Brother Ye was seriously injured, but his willpower is very strong, no ... there will be no worries of life."
Ling Feng slowly spit out a turbid air, and a touch of fatigue appeared on his face.
Blood is reborn, and he exhausted his last strength. Now his qi and blood are deficient, and it is very difficult to stand firm. It is very difficult.
In fact, if it was not at the last moment, he would not be so embarrassed to send Ye Weiyang into the Five Elements Temple Palace.
But in any case, the result is still good.
Suddenly, Ling Feng's body, a while of stun, a flower in front of him, finally fainted.
Yan Jinghong's eyes were fast, holding Ling Feng's body, shook his head slightly, "Is it the limit? You guy, it turned out to be a dead support ..."