Chapter 1697: Shou space

The snow is not there, the gods are exhausted, and the faintness seems to have passed hundreds of years.
The cold wind is slowly blowing, wrinkling the water of the heavens and the earth.
Ling Feng's eyes trembled slightly and slowly opened. He looked at the distance slyly. It seemed to be confused and confused. I don't know what day it is, but it is like seeing the world, vicissitudes and unknown.
He did not ask for it, nor did he guess whether he had been killed.
Ask the years and thousands of years!
For the whole three days, Ling Feng stood so strong, until the snow and snow reappeared, and a piece of snow that fell in his neck fell between his neck, and the cold feeling made him look a little more.
He sighed and sighed, and there was a trace of sadness between the eyebrows.
then.
He shook his head slightly, his body flashed, and he entered the ancient Wuta. He sat down and saw a glimpse of what he could not understand.
"Space meson, between the whiskers!"
He raised his head and his pupils were deep, as if he had seen the essence of the world.
"If it is destined to be a tragedy, if this heaven is destined to be annihilated, then it will break through the day."
Half awkward.
Ling Feng's state of mind calmed down, became ethereal, and his eyes were firm. Perhaps this is the road of tragedy. Maybe he will go to despair in the end, and it will disappear, but he will take this step firmly.
No matter the wind and rain!
Do not count for success or failure!
At this moment, he was relieved, and his mouth was filled with a faint smile. He knew that some truths would be uncovered sooner or later, and he was waiting for that moment.
but.
Now he doesn't care, but wants to make himself as strong as possible and save the Lord.
"That ban has removed the magic of space meson and made it sacred."
Ling Feng turned his eyes and looked into the body. The mustard in the whole body was spreading. The flesh and blood and the bones of the gods were all such substances. Even Dan Tianzhong was filled. The space of the king, the space of real fire and the space of the question were full. It is "dust".
"It must be mustard, this is its essence."
Ling Feng's eyes shined up, looking at the mustard mustard exclaimed, the material's enchantment is terrible, although there is no magic penetration, but there is a sacred expulsion, but the performance is different.
"Maybe able to cast a real space for people!" Ling Fengsi asked.
The space of the human king is just a name. It does not mean that the space at the moment is the only one, or that the space of the human king at the moment is only the embryonic form. Only by gradually casting it can it be transformed.
The King of People is just the hope of Ling Feng for this space!
but!
Now Lingfeng wants to make this space truly transform and detach, so that it can reach an unprecedented level, no longer limited to the shackles of the eternal fire, but to completely reverse the world and carry out the qualitative change.
"Must mustard is not a king, only the body is king!"
Finished.
Ling Feng's expression is awe-inspiring, the emptiness of the Shinto is boiling, the blood is stirring, and the operation starts, and the affected mustard must begin to integrate into the body, which is completely different from the penetration.
The main control of infiltration is the space meson, and the main control is the Ling Feng.
The silk thread is buckled and light as wind.
There was no obstacle in the whole process. Because the previous infiltration has been done by the madman, at this moment, the wind has been integrated, but it has become more effective. In just five days, all the mustard seeds have been integrated into the body of the wind, due to blood. Run and run.
and then.
They flooded into Dantian and sprinkled on one space. It was like a piece of earth falling in the river, swaying a small ripple, then blending in it, changing the color of the river and disappearing the essence of the soil.
This is the case now.
The mustard must be torn open from the center, where it blends and blends with the space. After nine days of brewing, it gradually changes, the space is further reduced, and the clear light has disappeared and become blurred. A matte effect.
Especially the space of people.
When Mustard mustard was incorporated, it became blurred. This was only the initial performance. When the time was deduced to the 18th day, the king’s space suddenly flashed, and a dusty light shone. The same pearl jade is embedded in the space of the human king.
On the twenty-seventh day, more pearls appeared.
On the thirty-sixth day, a large spot of light appeared.
......
When the 81st day came, the mustard must be stabilized, and at the moment the entire human king space has been embedded with endless light spots, like dust is more like stars, large turbulence, like the Milky Way.
Not only the human king space, but also the light spots in the real fire space and the question space, and the blur disappears and becomes clear again, and those light spots fly from the space to the space.
This makes the whole space look extraordinary.
Must be space!
On the basis of the body, the space changes qualitatively, filled with light spots that others can't understand. It seems that there is no power, but Ling Feng is excited. At this moment, he finally saw the evolution of a real space.
What is space?
Is pure enchantment a space?
Obviously not, space needs to be integrated with more material to form a real space. Like the universe is a big space. There is endless power in this space. There are mountains and rivers, there are stars and weaving, and there is more time and long rivers. Cast a complete space.
Now, Lingfeng's space is moving closer to this space, and the space with light spots is far more terrible than the empty space.
Just because it is a rule and life!
For the mountain river, people are life, the beast is also life, and for the space universe, the stars are also life!
Born to death!
The most unmeasurable space to be born!
Of course, the change is not limited to this. In Ling Feng's body, the mustard must not be consumed, and some of it is integrated into his flesh and blood, casting his body and building his soul.
then.
When the body appeared, it also became completely different. It was filled with endless stars, and the space of 150 feet was only a hundred feet at the moment, but it was overwhelming in strength.
One inch of dust fell and the space was opened.
A star river fell and the void collapsed.
This is the space of the singularity of Ling Feng. It is still asking, the real fire and the king, but it has been detached, and the direction of the is different, and the future is even more unpredictable.
"It’s just a foundation to serve you, but to be truly enlightened, you need more casting!" Ling Fengsi asked.
have to say.
The death of the madman makes Lingfeng qualitatively change, and the strength growth is not a point. Now he can completely compare with the winter rain and the moon god, and even suppress it, that is, the old Taoist appears, he can also use the god. In case of it, keep it in town.
not to mention.
Mustard must not be clean, and many of them are scattered in the body, enough for him to create the remaining two spaces, so that he is more confident and fierce battle with the so-called three tigers and two dragons, and finally to the unknown eight stars.
Ling Feng did not delay in the Guwu Pagoda. After the formation of the Sumi Space, he flew out.
"I will find the truth!"
He came to the place where the madman collapsed, where the breath was destroyed, full of magical taste, and a few space rings in the distance shimmered and were not destroyed, showing its extraordinary texture.
Ling Feng found them, and when he was fascinated, he laughed out loud. The real gods on the road to the treasure and the madman were in it, like a treasure, quite shocking.
at least.
Ling Feng feels that the madman has more resources on his own resources than he has.
"Unimaginable!"
Ling Feng slightly exhaled, this will put away a few space rings, and then rushed out of the world of snow, honing on the stars every day.
Two days later.
He sat on a waste soil to adjust the interest rate. At this time, three of the world's true gods flew, and the cold eyes shot and killed, more sharp than the starlight, and a slamming hole in the waste soil, let Ling Feng open his eyes.
"The true God of the world, like you are so daring, is really rare." A true God said.
"Kill it!" The second is the cold mouth of the gods.
"Maybe, is this what I want?"
Ling Feng mouth is slightly raised, smiles brightly, and the space needs to appear. He really wants to find a few real people to practice.
"Hurricane, wait for me to suppress you!"
Finished.
The three gods of the world came together to Lingfeng, and one man smashed and smashed into the air. At the same time as the void was broken, a unicorn appeared in the battle, carrying the power of the sky and killing.
One person holds the sword shield and one person holds the giant hammer.
The strength of the three people is extraordinary. If it is placed in the past, Ling Feng is afraid to dodge and smash, and each breaks, and this hopes to win, but at this moment he does not do so, but volley and stand against the sky.
then.
He raised his hand and punched it out. The eight spaces flew out in full, and the stars were shining, and then they changed, forming a sharp edge, smashing the sky and escorting a true God.
laugh!
Without any fierce confrontation, the sharp blade formed by the eight spaces instantly broke the true power of the true God, and it was like a broken bamboo. The killing would come to the front, and then the starry light would stab the eyes of the true God.
"what!"
The fierce screams ignited the sad songs, and the sharp blade formed by the space of the shackles banned the true God of the world and took it away.
"Reverse fairy!"
Lingfeng launched one-handedly, and a fairy appeared. The momentum was completely different. The body was embedded with endless beads and jade stars. When a punch hit, the stars were sprinkled and the same star river.
In the Star River, the two true gods are killed in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, the three true gods are full of ignorance!
This is an unprecedented violent suppression. Under the space of Sumi, the only God can do is to work in vain. This is only eight ways. If there are as many as ten, who is on the star road?
The Ling Feng born from the dead is really different, and began to move toward the Three Tigers and Two Dragons. No one can stop this momentum!
A few days later.
The of death and the arrogant bird flew, looking at some low winds, and there was a trace of doubt in the eyes. I always felt that the current Lingfeng was somewhat different from the previous ones, but they could not find out where they were.
"Get it?" asked the proud bird.
"It's a bit dangerous, but in the end, there is no disappointment." Ling Feng smiled at the forehead and briefly talked about the process of their fierce battle, but ignored the space meson. This seems to be a subconscious concealment.
Ps.. second later.
(End of this chapter)