Vol 16 Chapter 753: The true face of the dust mites

Chapter 753, the true face of the dust mites
"Little pawn..." Hearing the words of rest, Ling Feng almost didn't suffocate himself by slobber. According to Mitchell's original statement, Ge together made the entire Taikoo continent a sigh of relief, but now rests in peace. Ge is a small pawn. If the eleven people of the Chaos Legion come out, can you kill the entire continent?
"You think it's right, indeed, the Taikoo continent is too weak!" Seeing Ling Feng's expression at the moment, rest in peace and guessing what Ling Feng is thinking at the moment. "One Ge, enough to be Taikoo. It’s awkward.

"It's terrible!" Ling Feng smiled a bit, although he did not have a hand with the Chaos Army, but from the tip of the iceberg that is now known, you can imagine how huge this iceberg is. To tell the truth, the more the rest is said, the more unsatisfactory it is in Ling Feng’s heart.
"It's really scary, but you don't have to be afraid. Don't forget that the original Ge was stronger, but only learned the attacking skills of the Chaos Legion, but did not grasp the godhead, and you have mastered the power of the rules now. If you can still have a godhead, then you are God!" There is a ray of light in the eyes of rest, "And your skills, even if compared to the Chaos Legion, are not inferior, this is where we are most optimistic about you!

"Tips?" Ling Feng quietly looked at his hands. Indeed, for the Taikoo continent, the skills he had met were indeed magical skills. After Ling Feng arrived in the Taikoo continent, the first impression of the warrior here was that there was no power, no skill, and no idea how to use his power. Only the people contacted by Ling Feng were the top figures in the whole continent. The skills have been greatly improved, especially the use of the field, which opened another door for Ling Feng.
"Tip, you already have it. Now, the first thing you have to do is to condense the godhead!" The rest of the mind looked at Ling Feng's contemplative look, and there was some relief in his heart, and he reminded him.
"Condensed God?" Ling Feng looked up and asked a little embarrassed.
"Yes, it's condensing the godhead!" Nodded in peace. "The godhead is the source of strength, condensing the godhead, condensing not only all your own power, but also the rules you understand! But comprehending and condensing the godhead is a It’s a long and difficult process. So there will be too many Asian gods and even true gods to participate in the war of destruction. Since there are shortcuts, no one is willing to go through a long struggle to condense the gods. Get strength. After all, God is also human and has greed!"
"How long does it take to condense the godhead?" Ling Feng brows, it seems that he does not have so much time! The emergence of Kang Jian gave Ling Feng too much pressure.
"Your current situation can basically be said to be a sub-god, and the shortest record of the sub-god condensing the godhead is five hundred years!" The rest of the breath was also a slight sigh, but she still comforted Ling Feng, " However, the gods at that time were basically self-cultivation. I and the old lions could give you some experience. You don’t look at the old lions. They are like this now. If they didn’t happen, they would have mastered the rules. Godhead, you have our experience, you can do more with less!"
"How many times is it? How many years? How many years? Ten years, fifty years, or one hundred years?" Ling Feng smiled and shook his head, reluctantly sighed, "The people have come to the door, I still need to pass Knowing how long it takes to be able to make a godhead... no wonder, when the battle of gods was destroyed, it will evolve into that!"
When he was not waiting to rest, Ling Feng stood up and walked to the door. He had to swallow it if he wanted to say something to his mouth.
"That said, the way to devour the godhead, do you know?" Ling Feng, who walked to the door, suddenly stopped, and then turned to look at the rest and asked, rest in peace by the sudden question of Ling Feng. Staring at Ling Feng, I finally shook my head hard, but Ling Feng smiled softly. "In fact, you don't have to cover it up. You must have it. You said that many gods killed each other, if not." It’s spread out, I’m afraid it won’t evolve like this!

Some rest in the rest, she did not think that Ling Feng just guessed a lot of things through his own words, but did not expect that Ling Feng would ask about the way to devour the gods. Yes, rest does know how to devour the godhead, but she never thought about telling Ling Feng, because the swallowing of the godhead can quickly condense the godhead and increase the power, but the side effects are many, and most importantly, now There are still people who have a godhead, almost no... It is too little to condense into a godhead at the last moment before dying like Poseidon.
"I don't want to say it, I just ask." The hesitation of rest in the eyes of Ling Feng, Ling Feng smiled slightly, shook his hand toward the rest, and then came out of the rest of the door.
"God?" Ling Feng returned to his room, and then closed the door tightly. Even Christina and Mitchell refused to go out, then one fell to the bed and thought with his eyes closed.
Today's events have brought too much shock to Ling Feng. The emergence of Kang Jian has brought a great sense of crisis to Ling Feng, and rest today shows the entire Taikoo continent in front of Ling Feng. A strong sense of crisis began to appear in Ling Feng's heart. When I came to the Taikoo continent, Ling Feng’s experience was too smooth, and even Ling Feng had a feeling of opening the protagonist mode, but today, it’s all shattered. Ling Feng has now discovered that on this ancient continent, there are too many people who can easily destroy the Ling family in their hearts. If you don’t say others, that is health, if he is controlled by the Chaos Legion. Well, then Kang Jian, who has swallowed the godhead, will certainly gain more power. If he can’t have the power to match it, when he returns to Kang, the Ling family, which he has worked so hard to build, will be destroyed. Not only Lingjia, Lingling, Mitchell, Christina, Li Mengyao... everything will be turned into nothingness.
When Ling Feng closed his eyes, it appeared that Kang Jian was putting his hand on Ling Ling’s face. The look of a smirk, if this kind of thing happened again, happened to Ling Ling’s body, which occurred in the rice. Cher's body, which happened to Christina and even Wan Mingming Yao, was unacceptable to Ling Feng.
"I must become stronger, stronger, stronger!" Ling Feng suddenly opened his eyes, and then extended his right hand, suddenly gripped in the air, a slender ancient sword appeared in his hands. It is not a long sword like a broken tooth, but when Ling Feng is on the earth, the Chinese inherits the ancient sword of thousands of years. A mysterious pattern is covered with the sword of the ancient sword. "Where the dust, the dust, you are also called Where the dust is, what I cultivate is also the dust. Is it true that the last true meaning of the dust is to belong to the dust, survive in this troubled world? Or let me smash the sword, tell me, okay?"
"Hey!" The dusty sword in the hands of Ling Feng suddenly gave a soft scream, as if he was responding to Ling Feng, and Ling Feng suddenly felt that something suddenly appeared in his mind.
"This is..." Ling Feng's original dust mites were found on Taohua Island, but they were not put together with the physique left by Huang Yaoshi, but in the tomb of Huang Yao's wife. The body of Huang Yaoshi’s wife is no longer there. There is only one small jade in the stone sarcophagus. The dust mites are carved on the jade slip with a micro-carving technique.
"Where is the golden scorpion of the dust mites?" Ling Feng’s mind came with a burst of pain, so that Ling Feng almost fell on the bed, holding his head in his hands, and a huge amount of information suddenly poured into his In the mind, Ling Feng has a feeling of suffocation, and then it is black.
"I didn't expect that there would be a lower half of the dust mites... How can this dust mites fall on Peach Blossom Island?" This is the last thought before Ling Feng passed out.
"Hey!" Just when Ling Feng passed out, the dusty sword held in his hand gave a soft whistle again, and a white light illumined above the dust sword, like the water ripples flowing, Ling The wind is covered in the whole person...
"Brother! Brother!" Ling Feng has been in the room for ten days and ten nights. Although he has already told Mitchell and others in advance, but it has not come out for a long time, everyone is still very worried, Ling Ling this time Then he screamed in front of Ling Feng’s door.
"Mitchell sister, or else let's go in and see?" Ling Ling is really worried about what happened to Ling Feng, although Ling Feng is now half a person who has stepped into the level and even mastered the power of the rules. But Ling Ling is still worried about his brother.
"I don't want to go in, but I can't get in at all!" Listening to Ling Ling's words, Mitchell smiled a bit. In fact, she was extremely worried at this time, but now the entire room of Lingfeng is an energy. When wrapped up, other people simply couldn't get in, and Mitchell didn't dare to attack this energy. If it was not careful, it might even have the opposite effect.
"Why? Why?" And at this time, in the restroom, rest in the bed at rest, trembling, and red eyes, but a kind of stunned out of her eyes, "Why, just Still full of the future of Kushiro, but now it has disappeared completely? Why is there no future?"