Supreme Demon

The seven hundred forty-three chapters of Wu Sheng

Refining!

It can make the body of the warrior reach an astonishing level, but this does not mean that it is impeccable. It will still have some fragile parts. For example, once the body acupoint is hit, the refining body will also fall.

Buddhism is cutting out this possibility, making Ling Feng's body impeccable, which is not something that ordinary people can do, and it is not something that ordinary people can think of.

It is too detached.

It can also be seen that the mystery of the floating squad.

"Hey, hey..."

On the floating squad, the swords and shards are ringing, and they continue to fly into the abyss of Lingfeng, turning into a dragon, hovering in it, making the acupoints indestructible, which makes the Lingfeng surprise.

However, this scene did not last long, it was broken by the floating squad, intertwined with a mysterious blood-colored **** pattern, slowly evolved, and then turned into a god, flew out, his eyes closed, hands constantly In the deduction, there seems to be a way to fly out of his hands.

浮屠 18 palms!

This is a martial art that Yi Feng mentioned, and it is extraordinarily tyrannical. It is said that even the Qing dynasty has not been able to get all of it. If it can fully realize the epiphany, it is absolutely comparable to the ancient martial arts skills, and even the powerful power of the seven.

"laugh!"

It flashed, tearing the flesh and blood of Ling Feng, flying into a hole, which made Ling Feng suffer from severe pain, both eyes bursting into the bleeding line, almost fainted, because the floating elephant 18 palms fly in A big dead hole in the human body will be dead.

"Floating eighteen palms, shaking a dead hole!"

After a while, Ling Feng came back to God, and his heart was suddenly excited. The dead body of the human body is absolutely deadly. Once attacked, it will be fainted if it is not dead. For the military, it is death.

The Buddhism discovered this point, and it was shocked by the 18th Emperor of the Buddhism. I would like to ask a few people in the world to dare to do this.

"Death to become a strong killer!" Ling Feng carefully felt a little, his face ecstasy, he naturally felt that the dead hole has turned into a far-reaching vitality, but also let the emptiness Shinto spread to the dead hole, this It is of great benefit to his future practice.

"laugh!"

Another **** flew out, the treasure was solemn, and between the hands and the tenth, there was a shocking handprint flying out, it seems to be a smashing of the world.

God wheel heavenly print!

This is much more terrible than Wu Zun's big handprint. A **** of the gods can kill a **** of war. On the occasion of the peak, the blood of the world is bleeding, leaving people with too deep impressions, but the later generations have been lost.

It also flew into a dead hole, and the shock was in it, making Ling Feng secretly ecstatic.

But this is just the beginning.

Subsequently, the Futu Tianbei successively rioted, and successively flew out seven gods, all of which evolved from the practice method. They sat in the other seven major death points of Lingfeng, which made his body gradually complete to the point of impeccable.

“The gods are shocking and dead, it’s unbeatable!”

Ling Feng grinned, he had to be grateful for the blood of the sacred sacred sacred sacred, otherwise, this opportunity will be intertwined with him, although he still does not know what the role of the nine gods, but Just give him time, naturally you can open this shackle.

Even if he can't open the shackles, there is a shock of his power, and his combat power is more than one level of tyranny.

"Hey!"

Suddenly, the Buddha’s Monument has flashed a light. There is no such thing as a god. Instead, it’s bloody, blurred, and it’s hard to see what it’s inside, and it flies out and pierces. The flesh and blood of Ling Feng flew into the eyebrows.

"Boom!"

At that time, like a catastrophe, Ling Feng only felt that the world was turning, and the whole person was paralyzed.

He turned his eyes straight and fell to the ground, and he passed out.

A few days later, Ling Feng woke up, and the forehead was still very painful. A heavy feeling came from the eyebrows, but when he went to explore, he never found any traces, and let the Buddha’s light shine. An illusion.

"What could it be?"

Ling Feng will not doubt his feelings. The body pain tells him that all this is true, but his current state is too low, it is difficult to see through it all, just like the original star punishment, only the butterfly can be seen.

"I believe it will not be bad for me!" Ling Feng said quietly.

Immediately, his hands caught the Fututian monument at the same time, and he tried his best to absorb the blood, and spurred the blood and refining of the float. He was sent to Dantian incessantly. In addition to the power of the eight gods, a faint **** halo was formed. ......

"A year has passed, the door of the small door has not yet come out, will there be any accidents?"

The elders of the Holy Gate and the Tianmen have left, and there are only four elders and Sikong in the original place. Everyone’s face is very dignified. The importance of the ridiculous door to the holy land of God is self-evident. Xiaoqi is the martial artist they are optimistic about, and the future can surpass Qingming. There must be no accidents.

"The time has been delayed for too long."

Sikong also took a deep breath and his face was as ugly as ever. He said, "I am afraid to ask the Lord. If this continues, I am worried that Xiaoqi will have an accident."

"He went deep into forty-nine miles, but that was the restricted area of ​​the Valkyrie."

At this time, the sky had a loud voice, and the **** of the gods flew over, and the face was heavy, saying, "If I shoot, I am afraid that I will hurt the child and I will only let one enter it."

"One?"

Everyone’s face suddenly became strange, and an elder of the Shenmen said: “She is not going to enter the wordless float now. It seems that today’s three lists are open, and the new disciples seem to be rushing to the list, and one is doing the phoenix and so on. I have long been eyeing several martial arts in Tianmen."

"They want to challenge the Wu Zun of the Dragon Fish Day?" The gods of the Holy Land, the eyebrows of the gods, are deeply troubled. The strongest of the Dragon Fish Day is in the wild, and it is called the tributary of the Tianmen, and the Tianjiao of the people is Known as "Qingyi second", the two are impulsive, making it difficult for him to choose this time.

Moreover, this is the new disciple who challenges the three list of warriors, and his saint is not obstructive.

"What about the ridiculous door?" The **** of the Holy Land, a bitter smile, transferred the topic to Ling Feng.

"The word-free float is very calm, sometimes there is blood shining, I want to come to Xiaoqi has not yet reached the place where life and death are dying." Sikong said with a meditation, said: "After waiting for two days, if Xiaoqi can not go out, I will Putting on this old bone, you have to take a look."

"Hey, Xiaoqi is really not worrying."

......

Compared with the embarrassment of several elders and the Lord, Ling Feng is very calm.

With his blood in the body more and more, the ninth power of the gods also flew out, branded in Dantian, Ling Feng also promoted the nine-level Wusheng.

Then, the dark **** thunder also roared, and the terrible power was enough to shock a Wu Zun.

However, Ling Feng has a strong physical body and extraordinarily strong combat effectiveness. He actually destroyed the dark **** thunder with a hard battle. In this process, he deeply felt the horror of the floating squad. For a moment, he felt faintly. Can push the **** in the dead hole.

That is, the 18th Palm!

"This is the nine days of the float!"

Ling Feng double smashed, a moment of epiphany.

The so-called floating slaughter nine days is actually the nine dead points. Each dead hole sits in a god, and the powerful method of evolution represents the nine heavens of the floating sect. When all of them are shocked on one person, it is imaginable how terrible.

"The 18th Palm of the Buddhism is only a heavy heaven, the God of Heaven is the second heaven, and so on... However, the nine-day **** of Futu is not this, I am afraid that it is related to my martial arts realm."

Ling Feng secretly speculated that the floating sun is very mysterious. If it blooms, it will definitely be more embarrassing than the star. It is not a problem to kill a powerful Wu Zun. The problem is that he has to sacrifice the 18th palm of the floating elephant. .

Later, while he was taking blood, he realized the 18th Palm of Buddhism.

This is another two days.

"Boom!"

Finally, in the rich blood, the tenth power of the gods appeared in the ice-burning fire. In an instant, he was allowed to climb to the place of Wu Sheng, knowing that his body is different from ordinary people in the light. The aspect is also different from other warriors. The power of the gods is bigger than a circle. Naturally, the tenth power of the gods is twice as great as the ninth.

And every power of sacredness is brought to the limit. Therefore, his tenth power of ignorance is not a half-step of Wu Zun, but a true Wu Sheng to the realm.

When the powers of the ten gods are all emerging, with the ice-burning fire as the core, the eight pale whites and the two blood-colored powers complement each other, and the power of Lingfeng is pushed to the peak of glory.

At this moment, he is the innocent king of Wu Shengzhong!

"Boom!"

In a short time, the dark gods thundered and turned into a thunder of horror, which was much more terrible than the second-class martial arts.

"come on!"

Ling Feng was very excited. He raised his hand and killed the past. He smashed all the dark gods and thunders. At the level of Wu Sheng, even the dark gods and thunders are hard to help him, especially the power of the **** scum, which is simply ruining. More powerful than Guwu.

However, this scene did not last long.

"It turns out!"

Suddenly, Ling Feng whispered, his eyes bright and shining, and the whole person gave a radiant glow.

At this moment, he finally realized the first **** of Futu, he is just an evolution of the floating sect, and his blood, it is mainly to shock the nine dead points, no need to comprehend.

Instead, sacrifice!

"bass!"

When Ling Feng pushed the **** to the fullest, the dead hole glowed, and the **** flew into the eyebrow of Ling Feng and merged with him. Then, the 18th palm of the float was hit from his hand.

The **** of the heavens, do your best!

Under the buoy, there is no more!

"Boom..."

The dark lightning was broken, all of which was broken into powder, and was swallowed by the flying butterfly.

"This is a heavy day!"

Ling Feng took a deep breath, and the 18th palm of the squad was like a sea of ​​smoke. Even the martial arts would be broken. With his current realm, he could only sacrifice the first nine styles, but it was enough to kill the gods.

Then he stood up and walked out of the wordless float.