Chapter 2400: Ling Bingrong died

Chapter 2400, Ling Bingrong's death
"Are you crazy?"
The bloodthirsty ancestors saw the sword coming in, and his fascinating eyes were all crazy.
However, the sword opposite Ling Bingrong did not slow down at all, and the powerful sword air instantly condensed and became horrible.
The boundless spiritual madness surges around the body of Ling Bingrong, and the swords of the road continue to float.
The violent wind is blowing in madness, and the whole earth seems to be shaking, and the explosions are all shocks.
Ling Bingrong’s words about the bloodthirsty ancestors seem to be turned a deaf ear, and her stunned moments are cold and killing.
Oh...
The spirit of the bloodthirsty ancestors surging, constantly avoiding the attack of Ling Bingrong.
However, the two men fought for such a long time, and now they are already at the end of the battle.
You must know that both of them are breaking the rules and forcing them to improve.
Now, with constant consumption, their combat power is naturally greatly reduced.
In particular, the bloodthirsty ancestor was just fired by Xu Feng's heaven and earth, completely damaged, and all of them are bloody.
Oh!
The sword is one!
Ling Bingrong's white long sword, like a violent wind and waves, from the bloodthirsty ancestors, crazy shuttle.
Wow!
The bloodthirsty ancestors spewed out a blood, and he grabbed Ling Bingrong’s sword with one hand and his eyes were crazy.
"You... it!"
Between the look of the bloodthirsty ancestors, the red light of Senran seems to be directly pierced through, forming blood that is rolling.
Those flies, along with Ling Bingrong's long sword, constantly rushing toward Ling Bingrong's body.
Ling Bingrong’s eyes are all solid colors. She has no hesitation, and she is forced to attack.
The long sword in her hand was not drawn out, but the madness in the chest of the bloodthirsty ancestors.
"what!"
The bloodthirsty ancestors made a miserable snoring, and the body was directly divided by the sword. His eyes were not reconciled.
"I can not be reconciled!"
The bloodthirsty ancestors roared, and he looked at himself to obtain treasures and inherit the inheritance. He prepared for so many years.
Now, even everything is making a wedding dress for others. His heart is full of anger and is crazy.
Hey!
The red claws condense instantly.
From the body of Ling Bingrong, the tears of the dragonfly blew down, and the blood flowed from Ling Bingrong.
The white dress on her body was completely red, and her face was pale at the moment, and her face showed a smile.
"I can't get something, no one can get it!"
Inside the eyes of the bloodthirsty ancestors, they are all crazy, they are unwilling.
The broken body was slowly healed, and finally a blood-red vortex formed, which went out toward the impact of the distant shackles.
"Be obsessed!"
Looking at the whirlpool from the bloodthirsty ancestors, his arms stretched out, as if the whole world was under his control.
Oh!
When the palm of the hand opened slightly, the vortex suddenly broke open.
The bloodthirsty ancestors disappeared completely into the void.
"Xu Feng, if you come to the spiritual godland, I will let you die without a place of burial!" The roar of the bloodthirsty ancestors swayed in the void.
Wow!
Among the distant stars, among the old and dark palaces, it is an old man with a face full of demon colors.
His breath is exactly the same as the bloodthirsty ancestors, but his cultivation is a realm, but he is much stronger than the bloodthirsty ancestors.
He felt the traces of blood fluctuations around him, his mouth raised, his face was unwilling, and he was angry.
He spurted out his blood and his face was very beautiful.
"Master..."
At this time, a few figures appeared on the opposite side of the bloodthirsty ancestors.
The breath of these people is unfathomable.
"From today, a few of you have to pay attention to me, a young man named Xu Feng, who is from the mainland below."
"Once you find his trace, report it to me immediately!" The eyes of the bloodthirsty ancestors are all killing.
"I need to retreat for a while, the bloodthirsty palace thing, you are responsible for handling." After the bloodthirsty ancestors finished, the body disappeared in place.
"What is going on, why is Master's breath fluctuation so strong?"
A person asked a little strangely.
Of course, they do not know that the bloodthirsty ancestors in the mainland below, undermining the rules, were countered.
Xu Feng stood up and he looked at Ling Bingrong, who turned into a face. His face was complicated.
It can be said that Ling Bingrong saved him today.
However, why should she kill the male fighter and kill herself?
Xu Feng looked at the crumbling Ling Bingrong, and he rushed forward, staring at Ling Xiaorong, who had a weak breath.
"Why did you do that in the first place?"
Xu Feng’s voice is very firm.
Hearing Xu Feng’s inquiry, Ling Bingrong’s face was full of sorrow and pain.
"I can't help myself!"
Ling Bingrong’s eyes, with a sly, said:
I used to owe you the feelings, and now it’s paid off.

"I have worked so hard to come to the southern continent, for the treasure, and the inheritance of that person."
"Now, I am with the bloodthirsty ancestors, and all this inheritance belongs to you. We may have written off."
Xu Feng looked at Ling Bingrong, who was pale and like a paper. He said: "What is the situation, can't you tell me?"
Xu Feng was angry and his voice was a bit stern.
"Ha ha……"
Ling Bingrong smiled awkwardly and said: "What about telling you? In short, I personally ruined the tyrants, and I killed you..."
"But, the five disciples you love the most, I didn't kill one, they all survived..."
Ling Bingrong's voice is incomparably awkward. She knows that she killed the same thing as the one in her body.
Because they are all the same person.
"Ha ha ha... yes, you really let them survive, but the dominance is the hard work of my life."
"But, I will give all of you to you, why are you so worried?" Xu Feng's voice, extremely incomprehensible.
"Sorry!"
Ling Bingrong's eyes, flowing down tears.
She looked at Xu Feng's eyes, with a deep love, and unfathomable embarrassment.
"You are a curse! You are ruining my plan..." A cold, biting voice emerged from Ling Bingrong's body.
Xu Feng’s eyes are round, and she stares at Ling Bingrong, saying:
Who are you?

"Who am I? You still don't know? I am Ling Bingrong, I just regret, I didn't kill you at the beginning!"
"I have been planning for so many years, and I have paid so much, and I have been ruined by this monk, for a little bit of children and affair!"
The icy and timid sound came out, and Ling Bingrong’s pale face was embarrassed and angry.
(End of this chapter)