Supreme Demon

Seventy-three thirty-nine chapters above the peak, no more peaks

"Boom!"

A loud noise, comparable to nine days of thunder, blasted in the sky without a word, a starry sky suddenly flew up, fell on the remnant of the moon, far away, like casting a starry sky.

The difference is that the starry sky is more splendid than the **** starry sky, making the voids tremble.

It was also this loud noise that made the whole person floating in the gods. Everyone opened their mouths and was dumbfounded. They could not imagine someone breaking the record six times in succession.

Unbelievable!

Of course, they are only limited to shock. Before coming here, the elders of the door have said that it is enough to be able to approach the wordless floats infinitely. It is impossible to break the record.

But today, some people have done it!

But this is different for the elders of the ridiculous gates and the gates of God. Undoubtedly, Ling Feng is breaking the myth of Qing dynasty with his talents, and he will create an impossible myth.

Above the peak, there is no peak!

“The first person in the ages!” Sikong’s eyes are scarlet. It can be said that Lingfeng’s ability to break five records has exceeded his expectations. He simply did not think that Lingfeng could clear the record.

Forty-nine miles!

It is a mythical distance, and it is only a mile away from the word-free float. But when it comes to it, it is difficult to take another step, and the oppression has reached the limit of Wu Zun.

It can be said that Ling Feng can be in the territory of Wu Sheng, breaking into the forty-nine miles. Throughout the flood and the ancients can not find a second person, then it is a shocking and brilliant can explain.

"Fing on the top of the peak!"

A voice sounded, a person fell from the sky, his face was good, white as snow, dressed in white, giving a very embarrassing feeling, his face was dignified. "Block this news, no one can leak Go out."

"Yes, Lord!"

People are shocked, secretly from the forehead, the ridicule of the seven talents is too horrible, a genius who can surpass the clear, I am afraid that the other holy places will be mad, and he will be dug at all costs, this is not a **** Willing to see.

What's more, the holy land of the gods has stood up to this day, and there are not a few hostile forces. A clearing has already caused them to suffer, and once the wind rises, it will completely crush them. In this case, they would rather pay a big price. To kill this person.

"The ridiculous door is small, the talent is the first, and the ridiculous door must be prepared. When he advances to Wu Zun, he will be sent to the battlefield."

"Yes!"

Sikong said to himself, the turbid old eyes are shining, he originally wanted Ling Feng to be quiet for a few years, but now it seems that with the talent of Ling Feng, he has been staying in the holy land of God, only buried the generation talent.

Genius can only grow up completely in **** and **** battles. Otherwise, it is a flower in a greenhouse.

At the beginning, Qing dynasty entered the battlefield at the third level of Wu Zun, and then became a martial art. Although it was still very young, it had the momentum to dominate the battlefield, which made it sorrowful and alive to kill the gods.

And Ling Feng will enter the battlefield one step earlier than Qingyi!

"Small seven... He dared to break the record of Qingjie's sister. This is a provocation of detachment." Yi Feng licked his mouth, he almost bite off his tongue and head, and the mouth bleed a trace of blood, but nothing aware.

"After the Qing dynasty sister, I am going to get out of a leader again!"

Lu Wen's eyes are getting brighter, and there is no slight jealousy because of Ling Feng's brilliance. On the contrary, it shows a bit of joy.

In these years, the ridiculous door in the battlefield **** battles, even though the Qing dynasty has been injured many times, was encircled, the second child, the third child, the fourth child has experienced several life and death, compared to other sacred places where Tianjiao emerged, they Gradually showing the trend, under such a general trend, I am afraid that the situation will change, and the holy land will fall into the altar.

Whenever Qingyi seriously hurts the blood, how eager they are to have a leading figure appear and murder the enemy, but unfortunately, the old five and the old six generations are not as good as one generation, which makes everyone feel pressured.

But they don't need despair, no regrets!

Just today!

The miracle was born!

"Qingyi Shijie is too tired, she has never returned in a hundred years, she is killing herself in the blood!" Lu Wen said with a whimper.

At this moment, Yi Feng also calmed down, and the eyes burst into a **** way, hate the channel.. "Those people are too much, deceiving me, no one, but some people are self-righteous, still genius, but on the battlefield. It is my **** door that bleeds!"

"The strong man who was once killed is dead, and we are desperate!"

"Small seven is coming, maybe he is still very weak now, but as long as he rises, he must pay the price of blood!" Lu Wen also sighed with anger, and he also eager to kill the battlefield, but the strength is not enough.

"Small seven, still moving forward!" Yi Feng looked far away, his eyes became more and more embarrassed, a genius that broke the cleansing was born, but people's expectations for him are getting higher and higher.

There is no secret hidden in the word buoy.

At that time, although the first generation of the Holy Lord could get the wordless float, but did not reveal the secrets of it, at the time of dying, they were full of regrets. They said that it was only under the **** of Wu that it was possible to get the wordless float. To the treasure.

However, no one can do it until today, and today, the ridiculous little seven is going against the sky!

"Who will he be?"

Ye Xinran looked at the sly body in front of her, her eyebrows were close, and the person was very familiar with her feelings, but she couldn’t remember it. She had to say that the horrible six blood sorrows also awakened Ye Xinran and let her secretly sigh.

Then she closed her eyes and everything in the outside world had nothing to do with her. There was only one obsession in her heart!

......

"Hey..."

Every step is heavy and unimaginable. Despite the magical earthquake, when Lingfeng entered the forty-nine-mile range, the blood was sprouting, a vast pressure, and even the trend of imprisoning the magic stone. It is unimaginable.

"The magic stone is not invincible!"

Ling Feng clenched his teeth and walked, and he walked out of a hundred steps at an hour. At this moment, he has already walked out for forty-nine and a half years. The pressure on his body has broken the limit of four million pounds.

"open!"

He mobilized all the power, evolving the magic stone to the most embarrassing point, dispelling the pressure on the body and striding forward.

So he went out of the small half.

"Oh..."

Ling Feng was in the blood, his body flesh and bones were cracking open quickly. He was squatting all over the body. Every time he took a step, there were several bones broken, and the internal organs were cracking. If he had the death of Sheng Dan, I was afraid. I have been stuck.

This is the case, he also hurt the foundation, I am afraid that it will not recover in a half year.

"Do your best!"

When Ling Feng came here, it was completely covered by blood, and the closer it was to the wordless float, the more **** the horn was, the more it was not to say Wu Zun, even Wu Zun was difficult to see through, and it was extremely difficult to approach it. .

At this moment, Ling Feng did not have any reservations. He used all his strength to sacrifice the gods and sacred sacred scorpions, and took **** shackles. He shook his shoulders on his shoulders, and a piece of magic stone was placed on the other shoulder. Then, He smashed the blade with his hand, and the scorpion flew out to merge with it, stabbing straight ahead, tearing down the heavy pressure.

"Stab!"

Ling Feng went all out with all his strength.

The blood is full of light, and only three feet away can be seen. Ling Feng is already numb, and I don’t know how far I have gone out until he sees a **** monument.

It stands in front, like a **** stone, high in the mountains and rivers, across the end of the world, the **** sword marks are shining everywhere, each with the sound of the air, like strings suddenly After being pulled up, and then quickly ejected, the fierce vibrato was shattered.

"No word float."

Ling Feng eyes cold, a missed shot in the heart, like a humble mortal, facing the vast mountains and rivers, the shocking feeling of thorns, under such a buoy, Ling Feng has a feeling of worship .

However, in addition to the earth-shattering pressure, the word-free float is too calm, like a meteorite from the blood, which does not make Lingfeng strange, if the Fututian monument is so easy to see through, I am afraid It will be so mysterious.

Under a lot of earthquakes, Ling Feng walked forward nine steps.

At this moment, his vision is more open, and he is only one step away from the wordless float. He can see the Fututian monument more clearly.

"Although it is not as heavy as the boulder stone, it is more mysterious than it."

Ling Feng whispered, and the sound was hoarse like a knife and a bamboo.

On the wordless float, the knife marks and sword marks are vertical and horizontal, and they are far from the end. It is straight into the nebula, and the natural ones give birth to awe.

"What is the meaning of "Floating?"

Ling Feng frowned, but not long after, he spurted blood and was crumbling.

With his current strength, he can't stay for a long time without a word, but it is still in the case of serious injuries.

"Since this step has already come, it is a pity if it is returned." At this moment, the wind was hesitating. He did not know how horrible the floating sect, but he wanted to contact this horror.

He wants to do his best and finally fight!

This may be an opportunity, or it may be a death, but let him give up and go backwards, he can be reconciled.

"Life and death!"

Ling Feng took a deep breath and swept away the haze in his heart. He held the magic stone in the palm of his hand and flew the magic stone. The gods and the sacred stones also flew out, completely resisting in front, if there is any In the riots, he will at least not be shattered on the spot.

Then, Ling Feng took a hard step forward and reached for the past.

"Hey!"

In a flash, the wind and cloud changed color, and the time was fixed.

On Tianyu, the blood stopped abruptly. On the earth, the horrible airflow solidified, and even the wind stopped. Like that hand, it caught all the dangers and cut off the Fututian monument.