Chapter 838: Ling Feng against the sky

The white man is Ling Feng. After seeing Ling Lan, their group left, he appeared here.
It’s not good to see the sky, the first shot, the blood red gun spurs out, the front of the gunpoint is pointed, a huge vortex appears, the vortex produces a huge suction, and it will Ling Feng. Going in, the vortex also shrank instantly.
"Haha... It’s a arrogant boy." He was so happy that he couldn’t help but laugh, as long as he was swept in by his vortex, he was dead.
He did not expect that the white man was so easy to deal with, so he attributed the reason to the other party too arrogant, if the kid is not so mad, immediately escaped at the moment of his own move, how could he be killed by himself.
"Are you so capable?" The voice of Ling Feng came out again in the void, and the ugly smile suddenly solidified: "How could it be?"
Bang,.
As soon as the sound of the sky cracked, the sound of the sound exploded, and countless blood flowers exploded. A white shadow rushed out of the blood flower and flew to the sky.
"Split one hundred and eight thorns."
Seeing Ling Feng so easily escaped from his own stunts, but he did not dare to neglect the sky, and the first skill was a shot.
Brushing brush...
A blood-red gunshot that smashed the void smashed toward Lingfeng, drawing a black-painted space crack in the space where it passed.
As long as Ling Feng is drawn by this gun, the power of tearing the space will tear the body of Ling Feng into pieces.
Seeing that Ling Feng still has no idea to change his direction of travel, he is very happy in the heart of the sky: I am afraid that you are not mad, I am afraid that you are not mad, this kid is really arrogant.
Meditation is secretly thinking, as long as you are mad, to ensure that you die without a place to die.
However, it seems that there is another point in the sky, and there are two kinds of mad people. One is that there is no madness, and the other is mad.
Obviously, Ling Feng belongs to the second type.
Faced with the gunshots of the other side blocking the space around him, Ling Feng did not retreat, and rushed toward the sky.
Puff puff……
The gunshot with the power of space will tear Ling Feng's body, and the bright blood will splash around. If it is replaced by others, it will already die and can no longer die.
However, although Ling Feng’s meat was destroyed, his soul was separated from the flesh and continued to pounce on the sky.
The eyes of the sky are sharply magnified, watching the golden soul rush to himself, and there is no time to dodge or counterattack.
brush.
The golden soul is integrated into the body of the celestial heaven, and the ruin of the sky only feels that the seven screams of a violent pain are like bursting.
Send "Ah." The pain in the depths of the soul made the mind of the rebellion without any rebellious thoughts, holding his head and rolling on the ground.
The seven scorpions of Ling Feng and the seven scorpions of the ruling heavens fought in the body of the dynasty, and whoever lost, whoever flies away.
"I am a curse by the heavens, you can't kill me." In the spirit of the heavens, his three hexagrams became a dark red illusion, and he said to Ling Feng in disgust.
In fact, by Ling Feng forced to this part, at this time, there is no temperament in the sky.
Ling Feng’s soul has also re-aggregated, still the same white man in white.
"The curse of heaven." Ling Feng sneered with a sneer: "I never believe in heaven, if the sky is absolutely me, I will be absolutely heaven."
The ruin of the sky was shocked by Ling Feng: Is this kid a monster, even if it is his predecessor, the owner of any magical soul, no one dares to say such arrogant words.
"Haha..." suddenly laughed at the sky and smiled very sadly: "Good boy, very good, then let me see, what power do you dare to do?"
Ling Feng's phantom hands turned into a sword and said: "This is a place you can see."
call.
One gold and one red, two powerful souls rushed toward each other.
At the same time as the figure starts, Ling Feng's two-handed sword points to the left and right, and the left hand draws a white "sheng" word, and the right hand draws a black "dead" word.
With these two words, his soul and the sky are hitting at the speed of the meteor.
"The power of life and death, you have mastered the power of life and death, ah," said a scream in the sky, and his soul turned into a red light and shadow at the moment of collision with Ling Feng's soul.
Hey, the body of the dynasty blasted with the destruction of his soul, and it became a bloodshed.
A golden soul flew out of the blood of the explosion, and fell to the ground.
"The power of life and death, this is the power of life and death." Looking at the dirty blood on the ground, Ling Feng muttered to himself.
The two characters of "life and death" drawn by him still float on his left and right sides, except that the black light of the "dead" word is much weaker, and the word "sheng" is still shining.
Ling Feng closed his eyes and incorporated the word "sheng" into his body. With a dazzling white light flashing, Ling Feng's soul quickly became an entity.
Looking at the same physical body as before, Ling Feng just smiled: "Since then, I am the old demon who will never die."
Looking at the "dead" word in front of his eyes, there is still a little faint light. Ling Feng waved his hand and slammed the word "dead" on the ground.
"Damn, the descendants of the Lord of the Devil, I curse you." There was a scream of tears in the blood, and the word "death" gradually faded. The sound of the sky also disappears.
The blood is quickly evaporated by the black light of the word "death", revealing a soul chain.
This soul chain lay quietly on the ground, but its dazzling light seemed to be beckoning with Ling Feng.
Ling Feng naturally will not be polite, and he will take this soul chain in his hands.
"Hey." Ling Feng holds this blood-colored soul chain, his eyes are full of strange light: "Mu Ronghua, I see how you are my opponent."
The headquarters of the Blue Sky Alliance, in addition to the celestial gates of the Tiancaozong, the three floors outside the three floors are surrounded by representatives of the small and medium-sized family forces of the Qing family and the Blue House.
The three months given by Qinglan arrived, and Ling Xiao still did not appear. They could not wait to arrive at Tiancao Zong, hoping that Ling Xiao would give them a statement.
No way, they feel that they can't wait any longer.
During these three months, Qingjia, Lanjia and Tiancao Zong lost 30 big men, and their heads were also hung on the walls of Fuyuncheng. Under the pressure of horror, nothing People can calm down.
According to rumors, a woman from Ling Xiao, Zou Wei, almost died in the hands of the tower of the gods and devils. If it was not one of the four great saints of the gods, Xiong Xiaoshe would save her life, and this woman would have to die.
Even the woman who is not even safe is not safe. Does anyone else have a sense of security?
"The green king of Wangshan wants to see the Lingmeng master."
"The Qing family travels to the mountain to seek the Lingmeng master."
"The blue home Wuhai is seeking to see the Lingmeng master."
"........."
The sound of a cry is one after another, sounds like a wave, and it is obvious that these guys are organized.
This time, if Ling Xiao does not appear again, this blue sky alliance is estimated to be over.
Although Qinglan has the power to kill and kill in the Qing family, but if the guys underneath really make up all the time, she can never kill everyone.
Those people are holding this kind of thought and quietly united together before the Amakusa ancestral gate.
The situation of the Blue House is similar to that of the Qing Family. However, the person who instigated this action turned out to be the only remaining son of the Blue Family, Lan Shaoyan.
No one expected that the blue family owner and his grandson Lan Ting supported Ling Xiao, how to stand up and blue to delay against Ling Xiao.
Moreover, it is said that this blue Shaoyan is still pulled back from the ghost gate, which makes people somewhat unpredictable.
"It's too much." Looking at the blue-and-long Yan standing in front of the crowd, Lan Ting was angry: "Don't he forget who saved him?"
The blue-landed master Lan Lin was so sullen, and smiled slightly: "Children, when you mature, you will understand that you are here for you."
Lan Ting was dissatisfied: "I don't care, the previous ones are not like this."
Lanlin looked at Lan Ting with kindness: "Hey, boy, you are a person who knows how to report. You are very courageous and very visionary. However, in some means, you are far from being ashamed of you. This is fine. If you have any name, let you take it."
"Anonymous." Lan Ting lowered his head, thoughtful.
The blue scorpion hiding in the Amakusa squat twisted the water-snake-like waist and said: "Ling Xiao’s kid is really so suffocating, and now he is not willing to come back, then I can do not care."
Zou Wei hurriedly said: "You can't do this, Green Sister, if you don't care, this...this..."
Zou Wei’s appearance is about to cry, and it’s irritating, and she loves it.
Small girl, why are you thinking about Ling Xiao’s kid? He still refuses to go to bed with you, I see, You still have to study with Green Sister..."
Zou Wei is always as big as a bucket: What is this with what, this old is not repaired, forcing himself to call her sister, this time, still pulling these mess.
Outside the Amakusa ancestral gate, the guys who shouted at the scorpion shouted for a long time and didn't respond. They couldn't help but feel a feeling of being teased.
"Push in and let Ling Xiao give us a confession."
Someone screamed, and when the crowds suddenly waved, they would have to go to the Tiancao.
"Everyone, I haven't seen you for a long time. You think about me. Actually, I miss you too." Above the sky, a voice with a sly expression echoed in the valley.
The crowd stopped and turned and looked up and saw Ling Xiao and his figure.
The nervous Zou Wei suddenly relaxed and sighed with relief: "It is finally back."