Chapter 1856: Daoqin!

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This scene is eternal!
Many years later, when someone turned this page up, they were shocked!
It is this meeting that makes the sixteen stars bow down, it is these people who open the door to the supreme star!
but!
They didn't know it at this time.
"I will wait until I leave?" Shenhu looked at the gods who were laughing.
"Do not!"
The king smiled and said. "We will witness a greater legend!"
"Yes, I think Lingfeng's brother will not let us down." Lingkong also laughed.
Hey?
That was the previous thing. Ling Feng is now their life and death brother. What is wrong with their brothers?
"I try not to let you down!"
Ling Feng smiled and spoke, and then flew to the eighth day of the battlefield. Ye Xinran, who was flying with him, only had the ability to suppress the terrible sound of the eighth day of the battlefield. However, people knew that she was worried about Ling. wind.
She is looking at Lingfeng and stepping into the extraordinary battlefield.
In fact.
At the moment when Ling Feng flew up, the smile on the face of the king and the spirits had fallen, looking at the front with a serious look. They also wanted to know what kind of place the battlefield was on the ninth day.
boom!
On the eighth day, the battlefield was directly pushed open. The strong wind pulled out and directly broke the light of the world, and quickly approached the battlefield on the ninth day.
The ninth day battlefield!
This is a smaller place than the battlefield on the eighth day, but there is a sinuous light in the void that swoops down and shrouds it. The sound is not loud, but it is quite calm, like there is no sound.
can!
Ling Feng was able to sense the tremor, which was the first time into the nine-day battlefield.
"Live back!"
Ye Xinran stood on the battlefield of the eighth day. The pure land and the magic soil pushed away the sound of the heavens, but her eyes were all on Lingfeng, which was the only focus.
"Mystery ninth day!"
At this moment, Ling Feng has come to the battlefield on the ninth day. Here he senses the sacred momentum, as if the Buddha’s old man was sitting here, as if the nine-day Buddha Lord was here, solemn and solemn.
but!
He is going to be jealous!
He just wants to fight!
"This is the ultimate of true God?"
Ling Feng smiled. He thought of the gods. When he was in the martial arts, he stepped into the only state because of the gods. Now he meets the same place on the ancient road. The sound is baptism and oppression.
The potential of Tianyin in activating the true god!
"come on!"
The ten real forces boiled up, forming a space shrouded in Ling Feng, and the rear body area was filled, forming the Shoujiejie, and Ling Feng tore the light of the ninth day of the battlefield and stepped into it.
No sound!
No substance!
Only land and sky!
however.
At that time, Ling Feng seemed to be abolished. An unprecedented force was crushing him and suffocating him. The eleventh must be torn apart, and invisible forces are rushing in.
"Not good!"
Ling Feng's face is ugly and sweaty. He knows that the whole body has been squeezed in place. Even if it is the speed of the inch, he can't get rid of it. Even the eleventh space can't be torn.
"All the way!"
He sacrificed the true spirit of the world, and a beam of light passed through the sky, tearing the invisible power into pieces, and creating a vacuum on the battlefield in nine days.
but!
The invisible power is still there, and it is not affected. It is crushing the flesh and blood of the wind and destroying his strength. At this moment, the tenth space trembles, like a hand is squeezing, wanting to pinch it.
The space in the body is dark and is being smashed by the invisible power.
"All the way!"
Ling Feng Bao is solemn, he knows that this time to hide, that is to find death.
He finally sacrificed the true law, and the ray of light disappeared. On the battlefield of the nine days, there was a galaxy, a starry sky, and the sky was suddenly bright and dark, and only the power of the road was extinguished.
This is extremely true!
This is the true solution of the body!
The sky disappeared and became gentle and clear, but it was born in a mild and terrible way. It was born and annihilated in the clear, and the extreme contrast casts the annihilation force of the law, and the invisible force is finally broken and pushed horizontally into the void. Swinging.
"It turned out to be like this!"
Ling Feng looked up at the void, his face filled with a faint smile.
He finally saw the problem and learned the true meaning of the nine-day battlefield.
"The big sound is invisible!"
"The big sound is silent!"
The material that can be seen is not terrible. The sound that can be heard can be suppressed. Only when you can't hear it is unknown. The unknown is far more confusing and more horrible than knowing.
Is there a soundless sound or a natural sound?
Yes!
It breeds a way out, blends into the heavenly spirit, and integrates into the power of annihilation!
This kind of Tianyin is far from the sound of the sky on the eighth day of the battlefield, but it is ten times more fierce. If Lingfeng knows the terrible battlefield on the ninth day, it will be suppressed in advance, fearing that it is now a dead body.
It's hard to prevent!
Who can think that a hurricane will get rid of a true God?
Who can think of the empty world as a cemetery?
Ling Feng wanted to build a heavenly tomb here and bury the gods in the heavens and the earth.
"This is the truth!"
Ling Feng closed his eyes and sat down. He swayed with the true solution of the law, and withstood the celestial sound, while the emptiness of the sacred spurs in the body, the virtual veins and the empty veins together, capturing Heaven and earth, with the sound of the day.
The ages are in a hurry.
Once upon a time, Futian, the former Tianzun died, but this day is still there, it is not old.
Tao Yun!
Ling Feng was excited. For a long time, he always felt that he lacked a kind of charm, but now he found it. He wants to integrate this kind of heavenly rhyme into the body and integrate it into the body.
Ten days!
The power of Ling Feng is gray, and even if the potential is shocking, it is hard to bear the cost of playing all the way.
Fifteen days later.
Ye Xinran flew out of the battlefield on the eighth day. She couldn't hold on, and the king and the spirit were full of surprise. They didn't know what Lingfeng had experienced on the battlefield in the nine days, but how many people can persist after such a long time?
They are worried that he is dead!
In fact.
Ye Xinran felt the tremors. Ling Feng seemed to be in big trouble, and her vitality was weakening. But she couldn’t get into the battlefield on the eighth day. She couldn’t get on the ninth day of the battlefield. She could only worry and pray.
at last.
When Ling Feng entered the ninth day of the nine-day battlefield, his physical strength was exhausted and his power was gray. After the tactics and power were completely exhausted, the terrible Tianyin carried the annihilation frenzy to Ling Feng.
"Dao sound, or do you want?"
however.
Faced with the invisible sound, Ling Feng did not have any fear. When the invisible sound approached the body, Ling Feng opened his eyes. When the sound approached an inch, Ling Feng opened his mouth and asked, like I was asking.
And when the sound had come to the skin, Lingfeng Dantian was suddenly brightened, and an unprecedented light was born, which lit up the gray ten-space, and then a rhyme seemed to sway around.
Hey!
The void trembles, and the rhyme presses the invisible sound, and the light is extinguished in the nine-day battlefield, and the large piece is open.
"Quiet!"
Ling Feng opened his mouth, but there was no sound, but the battlefield was dead for nine days, the space was stagnant, and the heavens and the earth were settled.
He needs to be calm, and the battlefield will be calm in nine days!
Just like the master!
"Tianyin is just a kind of Tao."
Ling Feng stood up and smiled and shouted. "The sound of heaven is exhausted, and the rhyme is endless!"
Put a word down and be comfortable!
He integrated the Tianyin into the body, forming a top-level rhyme, controllable sound, and more controllable gas field. At this point, Ling Feng’s self-serving is perfect, it is like a person, formerly empty body, but no spirit.
Now that the spirit has found it, that is the complete person!
Tao Yun is the spirit of the body!
suddenly.
In the nine-day battlefield, a harp flew down in the hands of Ling Feng. Yes, the harp can only be described by one piece, because it is only the size of the fist, the gray is very inconspicuous, and there is no sound when it is moved. However, Ling Feng has sensed the rhyme in it.
"Dao Qin!"
The two ancient characters are engraved on the little harp, but they transmit a lot of momentum, as if everything in the world is down.
"Unfortunately, I don't need it!"
Ling Feng looked up at the harp and grinned. "But I will find a more suitable person for you!"
Finished. He flew out of the battlefield for nine days. There is nothing worthy of nostalgia here. He has got what he needs, but he doesn't have the supreme character. Otherwise, he wants to fight for the anti-God. But the wind does not know that this harp is more than the supreme. It’s more precious, if he dares to show up in front of the top power of the Supreme Star.
The top forces of the Supreme Star will dare to grab people!
In front of the harp, in front of the top rhyme, the Supreme is the waste paper!
"Let you wait!"
Ling Feng passed through the eighth battlefield and returned to the gods.
The gods are calm and look at the Lingfeng. At this moment, they can clearly capture the change of the atmosphere of Lingfeng. Before, he was quiet, but people felt pressure, but now he is still very quiet, but people can not feel the pressure.
"What is the battlefield on the ninth day?"
"But the sound of the sky." Ling Feng explained with a smile.
"Just so?" The gods did not believe it.
"The big sound is silent, isn't that enough?" Ling Feng said lightly.
then.
The arrogance of the people, I really want to kill this person, do you think others will feel insulted?

Is there any reward?
Shenhu asked with great concern.
"harp!"
Ling Feng did not conceal, directly sacrificed the harp, the gray light did not attract people's attention, but everyone thinks it is very different, the reward of the battlefield on the ninth day will be the best?
"Is it powerful?"
The arrogant bird came forward and lifted his claws to move.
!
The next moment, he flew for thirty miles, the claws were blown up, and the painful death came to life, and the gods were shocked. What the was this, and it would hurt his body?
"Hey, Ling Feng, I hate you!"
"The big sound is silent!"
Ling Feng said solemnly. "It is a kind of sound. If you don't understand the sound, you don't understand it. Only with it, you can understand it."
"You are in harmony with it?" asked the arrogant bird.
"No!"
Ling Feng smiled and shook his head.. "But I understand the sound of the day!" Good night.