Chapter 142: Siyang Yanhuo

C_t; Spirit Liquid Xiaochi moves "Dang"!
Ling Feng grabbed the four-yang fire on one hand. In a short time, his small face was pale, and the golden treasures were burned up. The flame was too fast. Don’t say the martial artist, it’s the Wuling. Can't live. [Miant Candy Novels www.Mianhuatang.com I want to read almost all the books, more stable than the average station is updated, fast, full text without ads. ]. More recent chapter visits: ww.
"Ah, it hurts!"
Ling Feng screamed, his mouth 'lip' was white, and his body was straight.
The four-yang fire can be much stronger than the blood fire. He casts the golden treasure and the golden blood flame to the limit, and still can't suppress the four-yang fire. The latter is only two inches, but the power of fire contained in it. Can definitely stand shoulder to shoulder with the Emperor.
You must know that the fire is very horrible. This is only the fire of the four suns. If it is the fire of the nine yangs, it is the martial arts that must be timid, that is, Wu Sheng will lose the ‘color’.
"Refining!"
At this moment, Ling Feng's performance is exceptionally strong. He is an alchemy teacher. He is very sensitive to the flame. If he can refine the four-yang fire, he will be much better than other alchemists.
When his voice fell, he ran a void road, stretched out into the 'hair' hole, and absorbed the fire a little bit into the body, and quickly entered the Dantian.
"Hey!"
He violently twisted, his belly was red, just like holding a red charcoal in his arms, the whole person's blood was boiling, whether it was blood 'meat', or the bones were braving a big bubble, the skin is even more It was dark in an instant.
It looks shocking.
"嗡"
Suddenly, the golden blood martial arts moved, the blood fire and the gold ‘color’ suffocation flew out, shrouded the four-yang fire, and strongly suppressed it. However, his strength was too weak.
"Sting"
The golden blood martial arts was only stalemate for a moment, and it was torn apart by the fire of the four suns. It made a cloth-like sound, and even the blood 'meat' of his abdomen broke open, and the red blood was emerging.
"Hey..."
In fact, even the blood is burning, and there is a spur of the word 'waves', steaming up, with the smell of scorching. (ad)
"Give me a crush!"
Lingfeng screamed, his face was red, and his body was white, and every drop of blood was boiling. At this time, the golden blood martial arts flew out of the golden ‘color’ fog, which was too true water.
"嗡嗡"
At the next moment, the four-yang fire suddenly dimmed. The water is too mysterious, and the power is enough to destroy a Wusheng and Wuzun. It is not enough to deal with the four-yang fire, but it can still be suppressed in a short time. Do it.
Ling Feng is licking his teeth and swallowing a few pieces of Yu Bian Dan, healing at the fastest speed. He knows that this is a kind of confrontation. As long as he can smash the past, this four-yang fire is his.
"I rub!"
In the sky, the golden 'color' bird was stunned. Before it was still proud, the latter was very enchanting, but the four-yang fire could be killed, but what surprised his teeth was that the boy had to refine his fire. .
How crazy it is, how enchanting!
"I kill!"
Jin 'color' proudly bird is crazy, straight to the wind, it is very fast, nine golden light on the body, turned into a sharp knife, it is tied in the claws, according to the head of Ling Feng is a blow .
"The soul of the town!"
Ling Feng eyes sank, and the eyebrows flew out of a lightning bolt, turning into a small seal, pressing against the golden ‘color’ bird.
"咚".
The golden 'color' arrogant bird's face 'color' changed, the gold 'color' lightning fast blast, all of a sudden fell on its eyebrows, the terrible power, with the effect of the town, even let it stay Living.
Then, the eyebrows were severely painful. The holy armor on the body, although it prevented the power of the town's soul-printing, could be so close, his soul was suppressed.
"I... hateful, you turned out to be a 'fine' god!"
The golden 'color' arrogant bird screamed, screaming, and God's 'color' was incomparably shocked. This young man is really a little demon, not only a martial artist, but also a 'fine' mind, that Strong and self-evident.
"I don't believe it!"
It screamed coldly and smashed it with a sharp blade, and lived off a non-mainstream monster. There is no doubt that it was crazy.
"I fight, I kill..."
It was squatting in the bird's beak, and the claws fell off the knife. In the midair, a knife mark was found in the air. The momentum was very strong, and even the small pool of the spirit liquid was split.
"The soul of the town!"
Lingfeng's small face was distorted, and the eyebrows flew out three golden 'color' lightnings, all turned into gold 'color' small prints, the speed is too fast, that is, the same martial arts monsters, proud birds can not be blocked .
"choke"
It smashed a knife and cut off a golden ‘color’ lightning, while the other two were bombarded in its eyebrows. The power of the town’s soulprint broke out in an instant.
" "
The arrogant bird screamed, and the small body was like a broken kite, and it flew out.
At the same time, Ling Feng raised his hand and took it. The golden treasure was fully illuminated, and the golden one was stronger than the 'fine' iron. He showed his tyrants and "snap" two sounds. The hurricane was all smashed by him.
"Damn, there is a kind of use of 'fine' gods!" Kim 'color' proud bird flew back, hovering low, screaming at Ling Feng.
"Dead bird, there is a kind of waiting for me to refine the fire and say it!" Ling Feng grinned.
"I am rubbing!"
The golden ‘color’ arrogant bird squats on the bird, cursing.
You are a despicable boy, that is my fire, you want to refine, and give it back to me, otherwise the emperor and you are anxious.

"Dead bird, can you have a bit of a break?" Ling Feng grinned and sneered. "You have no refining at all in this fire. I am afraid that there is a secret treasure to suppress it, then it belongs to me now."
"Where are the birds, dare to arrogate in front of the emperor!"
The golden ‘color’ arrogant bird’s forehead ‘hair’ has been erected. It has always been contemptuous of others. When it is its turn to be despised, it is a tolerable bird!
So, the gold ‘color’ proud bird is fried again!
It hovered a few laps at low altitude, and his eyes flashed, and immediately rushed toward Ling Feng. On the claws, he flew out a golden 'color' small net, black lacquer black, looks like it is from The bottom of the pot is back.
"The Imperial Weapon!"
Ling Feng was shocked and walked back a few steps. He now believes that this may indeed be a proud bird that has fallen from the Wusheng situation. Otherwise, there can be so many powerful weapons.
What is most irritating to him is that he was born again with sadness. In addition to the three thousand volumes in his mind, he did not even bring a weapon.
"Hey, the emperor wants to take you away, bake one person to eat, eat it all!"
The mad bird is also proud.
"Hey, the Imperial weapon is very powerful, but you can't play the power at all!"
After the slightest surprise, Ling Feng quickly calmed down. The proud bird is also the martial artist, and the royal weapon can only be used to the full power. Even Wuling can only display some power. Only.
"咻咻"
The next moment, he flew out three small daggers on his wrist, with blood, directly on the golden 'color' small net, and then his eyebrows flew out four gold 'color' lightning. Killed to the proud bird.
"啵"...
Suddenly, the golden 'color' small net slammed into the ground, and was swayed by three small daggers. Then, the arrogant bird’s eyebrows hurt, the soul was suppressed for a moment, and one flew out. .
‘精精’s mindfulness is very anti-celestial existence. Although Lingfeng is only a mysterious teacher, even Wuling has been killed accidentally, let alone the golden ‘color’ proud bird.
Whether it fell from the Wusheng realm, the wind in the martial arts is invincible.
"Call, bang..."
Suddenly, the four-yang fire in Lingfeng Dantian rushed out and burned the blood 'meat' in the whole body. It was sizzling, and there was a black smoke on his body, and even the teeth were black.
The four-yang fire is indeed horrible, and it is completely unstoppable in the realm of Ling Feng.
But now, he has no retreat, he can only hold on.
"Hey, boy, don't think that your talent is very enchanting, you can stop the fire, and this emperor waits for you to hang up."
The golden ‘color’ proud bird flew back, holding a small net in his paw, quietly watching Ling Feng for a moment, then grinning and squatting on a small stone.
How dazzling it is, how wretched!
"Dead bird, wait for me to refine the fire, and pick you up!" Ling Feng snarled.
"Kid, wait for you to hang up, the emperor collects the corpse for you, but the coffin is saved, I can rely on eating!" The golden ‘color’ arrogant bird is not moved, cold and cold.
"As for refining and igniting fire, you want to think about it unless you refine yourself."
"I am, I will bake your bird in the morning and evening!" Ling Feng eyes coldly.
"嗷"
The next moment, Ling Feng slammed his body and slammed it up. The blood 'meat' smashed down, the bones were smoking, and the fire spilled from Dantian and penetrated him all over the body.
"Make it!"
He sat on his knees and tried to run the empty road, the golden blood martial arts, and the silky water. In the end, even the three ‘color’ small capitals flew in and tried to suppress.
"Grilled 'meat', so sweet!"
Kim 'color' is proud of the mouth of the bird, and it squints and smiles. "You are so polite, I am hungry here, and you are ready to send yourself on the side of the barbecue."
......
Ling Feng's eyebrows are straight and I want to catch the proud bird and bake it.
"Fast cooked!" Gold ‘color’ proud bird again.
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"Refining!"
Ling Feng's body is getting more and more dry, and he feels a little sad reminder. It was like this when refining blood and fire, and now it is like this. If it is burnt by the four sun fire, it is eaten by the proud bird, then it is dead. Then he will jump up.
"嗡嗡"
Suddenly, Ling Fengxue 'meat', the broken blade fragments in the bones, suddenly bright, shining with layers of blood, suddenly rushed into the dantian, "噗", the fire was born Cracked, turned into a cluster of fine hair like a hair, flew to the body of Ling Feng.
"What's the matter?" Ling Feng was shocked. The broken blade shards actually attacked. This made him feel a little 'hairy'. It is not a good sign. However, he has no time to think about it. Fully refining and refining the four-yang fire.
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