Supreme Demon

The 472th chapter

"Hey..."

Dozens of sword marks were moving at the same time. In the sea of ​​souls, like the lightning of the stars, the lightning power was pierced at once, and it was riddled with holes, and the light above it dimmed.

The first surprise was also fixed on the face of Ling Feng. His mouth twitched and gradually spread to the whole body. His mind was even blank. Can you not be so cruel every time?

"Hey..."

Ling Feng fell to the ground, squatting, screaming, and squirting in the mouth. It was like a sheep's epilepsy. The mental torment made him a white face and became bloodless. It’s about to collapse.

However, the sword mark is regardless of carelessness, coldly attacking the violent attack of Ling Feng's thunder fire, because Ling Feng suddenly has two levels, so his spirit is not enough to consolidate, every place Very cowardly, it is also the focus of the sword-slash attack, which caused Ling Feng to fall into an unprecedented blow, and the mental mind was completely torn.

Then, too, the water was smashed out, and the thunder fire was rebuilt, and it was still being attacked.

Breaking down...remodeling...and crashing again...

Ling Feng was constantly embarrassed between the two, mentally smashed again and again, the abuse of the dead to live, time has disappeared in his eyes, leaving only the boundless darkness.

He didn't know when the darkness disappeared. When did the sword mark stop? After the thunderbolt was smashed hundreds of times, the sword mark finally calmed down, but occasionally it would cut one or two swords and let Ling The wind is like a dead fish, and it turns its eyes.

He suspects that in this way, it is estimated that he will not be able to support Wushu, and he will hang up first.

When the dawn came again, Ling Feng came out of the pain, eyesless and tired, and in the sea of ​​souls, the thunderbolt once again re-emerged and became brilliant, everywhere is like Sheet metal is the same, no flaws, more magnificent than gems, more beautiful than lightning!

Immaculate and impeccable thunder!

It can be said that after the continuous beating of the sword marks, the spirit of Ling Feng has been comparable to the sword and the sword. The hardness is definitely not the same as other spiritual masters can compete against, the same level invincible!

"Except for the ancient warriors!" Ling Feng also secretly added such a sentence.

"Call!" He took a deep breath and swallowed the blood Dan, in order to make up for the suffering and pain of flesh and blood. In the process of promotion, the bones on his body were broken, showing how much pain.

How can I see the rainbow without suffering?

Now, Ling Feng is such a feeling. He feels that the spirit of thought is rolling and the momentum is sturdy. Before the breakthrough, there is too much power. When the lightning thunder blasted out, the whole small hospital was silent.

In a flash, the wind stopped, and everything stopped!

There is only one lightning bolt.

Ling Feng sighed and looked up, looking up at the sky, arrogant to the ground, the realm of the sect of the sect, let him dare to face the four-level Wusheng, even if it was a terrible warrior who sneaked into the hidden, dare to rush up, with the spirit of mind He is alive and dead.

What is powerful, this is powerful!

......

One day later, Ling Feng’s injury healed, and the hidden pain in the soul sea gradually spread. Ling Feng and Long Jinghu slammed up, and his eyes were sharper than before. Although the burning flame still did not move, the thunderbolt was enough to make up. It is.

“The first door of the ancient Wuta!”

Lingfeng disk sat on the ground, meaning nothing to stand up, and then his spiritual thoughts went silent, and went straight to the ancient Wuta in the sea of ​​souls.

"Hey!"

He spurred the thunder and fire of looting power, and slammed it on the door. It was still the first style of refining the soul, but Wei Li was completely different. A near-solid light, like a dragon, hit a heavy door. For a time, the ground moved to the mountain, and the golden sea was tumbling.

The giant force weighing 200,000 jin suddenly pushed a door open, revealing a distance of one person. Immediately, it slammed and closed.

"Not enough!" Ling Feng was not surprised at all. It was already expected before, and this is not his limit.

"Come back!"

Thunder fire and looting force flew back a few steps, avoiding the huge force from the frontal recoil, and immediately rushed to the sky to rotate, and initially scrolled this breeze, but in the blink of an eye it turned into a storm. Indiscriminately mad.

"Hey, bang..."

At the time of the most violent storm, Ling Feng did not hesitate to kill the past. The thunderbolt broke out the most brilliant glory. In one fell swoop, it reached a huge force of 200,000 jins, completely subverting the limits that the guru realm can reach. To know the general mental power, once this power is reached, it will fall apart, and Ling Feng will not have such consideration.

A shot fell, the wind gathered clouds, lightning dance!

Ling Feng Lei Huo robbery spirits can be described as a nesting movement, all pressed on the top of the door, and then, like the flood of the flood, roaring and hitting the giant door.

"Booming... oh!"

At this moment, the ancient Wuta tower violently vibrated on the first day, a heavy door was slowly pushed open, and the thunderous fire was pressed step by step, with a maddening style, it opened a door.

"When." Finally, a heavy door settled down, no rushing force came from the recoil, and it did not close. He opened it completely, and a heavy old atmosphere drifted out of a heavy door. .

"Finally pushed open!" Ling Feng was very excited. Although the thunder and fire robbery did not reach the level of metamorphosis, but it was too much. It opened a new world for him. The speed and attack power of the power of robbing have become terrifying. Even if it is a genius that is hidden, Ling Feng has confidence to match it.

This is still not the limit. When he realized the second style of the refining god, the third type, the thunderbolt is still increasing a lot, but this is not gravity, but speed and attack.

It will be more concealed, with the style of killing Wu Sheng, and he is also moving towards his own self, and in a few years, he will return to the peak Wu Sheng, and will be stronger.

Then, it will be the end of the Wu State Medicine.

"I have to take a look, what is there in the first door of the ancient Wu." Ling Feng is curious about the baby, squinting, full of expectations, and immediately, the thunderbolt rushed in.

"Hey!"

Suddenly, he felt the rush of time, and his body trembled fiercely. He only felt that his eyes were black. When he opened his eyes, he found himself entering a dark space.

Not a thunder!

But the real body came in.

"What the **** are you?" Ling Feng's hair was blown up, and his heart was awkward. He knew that this was not a dream, nor a fantasy, but a real occurrence. The ancient Wuta formed a horrible suction, directly He swallowed in.

Thunder fire robbery to stay in the soul of the sea, his feet are the essence of the world, but the time flow here is very wrong, Ling Feng carefully felt a bit, found that the speed here is five times the outside world!

"I rub!" Ling Feng is going crazy. This is the time and space of the warrior. Even the Valkyrie may not be able to cast such a space. It is the strongest between heaven and earth.

This also means that if he cultivates here, one year is equivalent to five years of the outside world, and the heaven and earth here is very rich, allowing him to return to Wusheng Peak in a shorter period of time, breaking the limit and becoming Wu Zun, even Wu Shen.

It can be said that all the homes of Ling Feng can not be compared with this heaven and earth. It is necessary to know that the military itself is fundamental. The weapons and exercises are only external, and they are not strong enough, even if they are holding the gods. The soldiers are still going to lose.

No money to change!

"Do you want to be so coquettish?" Ling Feng grinned his mouth and his mouth was closed. If there was such a space in the world, he could not cross the sky, then he could be killed.

“The first day of Guwuta is just a cultivation world?” Suddenly, Ling Feng was shocked. According to the brand of Wu’s will, every weight is tempered and fighting, and naturally includes this first heaven.

"Oh." A shudder, from the darkness, the dull gravity, awakened the ancient Wuta, which has been sleeping for many years.

"Hey!" The tremor was even louder, and the dust covering the first weight of the ancient Wuta Tower fell down and became dark and dark.

"Hey, hehe..." The voice was getting closer and closer, and the speed was getting faster and faster. In the blink of an eye, it came out of the darkness and scared the wind and the wind. It was not a warrior, but a monster.

It is more than a mile tall, with eyelids and brass bells, arms thick like thighs, and most importantly, it has three heads, golden faces, sharp teeth, even in the dark, six arms apart. Like human beings, it gives people a terrible feeling.

Six arm gods!

Lingfeng pupils were enlarged, and they took a sigh of relief. He did not expect to encounter the legendary six-armed gods here. The latter is a model of physical training. The body is extremely powerful, even if the cubs are not Wusheng. Easy to move, and the six arms can be arbitrarily attacked and killed, each arm can display a killing trick, even if it is a genius, it is just waste in front of it.

It is a genius hunting monster, a taboo for the military.

"In the first door of the ancient Wuta, is there such a monster? Is it an illusion?" Ling Feng squinted, but the six-armed **** still stood very clearly in his place, let him The cold hair was blown up. Although he was confident, he did not have much confidence in the legendary six-armed god.

"Retreat!" Ling Feng eyes, the breath of the six-armed **** is too dangerous, with his current realm, only to die, so he decisively wants to retreat, until he is strong enough to come in and fight.