Chapter 410: Ling Lu Xing

After undergoing earth-shaking changes in the mountains and forests, the giant finally stabilized. A space black hole suddenly appeared between the space, devouring the surrounding spiritual power.
That position was just above the giant's navel.
"Canglan Trial, start!" Han Dong screamed sharply.
The sound of thunder surged in the air, and the momentum was extremely amazing. Words and deeds had already been able to affect the general situation of one side, and its strength was evident.
Han Yi swept around everyone, his body changed, and he turned into a sword. He went into the inheritance first, and the puppet behind him followed closely.
Immediately after, dozens of people rushed into the Thousand Ghosts Sect, and there were murmurs of yin and wind, and there were faint wolverine sounds.
The body of the thousand-ghost ancestor Ye Xun, who was hidden in the black mist, could not see the change of expression. But Ning Wufeng could faintly feel that the ten people had an associative relationship with him.
The Canglan King's heritage is very important to the four veins, so each sect sends the most elite disciples, and the ancestors of the Yuandan Kingdom of the sects will certainly give all kinds of life-saving things, which is normal.
"Go in, pay attention to safety." On the side of Lingbao Pavilion, Fu Dahai chuckled and waved his hand to signal a group of Lingbao Pavilion disciples behind him to enter the place of inheritance.
There was a kind smile on his face, but Ning Wufeng felt that this guy was not so simple.
Nie Feijian also chuckled and said, "Go in, too."
Huli nodded earnestly. However, Ning Wufeng still drew his head into Fu Li and heard Nie Feijian's voice. Oh, but did not leave.
He has portrayed a lot of runes along the way, and he has hardly heard them till now. Nie Feijian didn't know how many runes had been portrayed at his speed.
Fu Dahai gave a surprised look at Ning Wufeng, and laughed: "This disciple of Xijian Academy seems to be very interested in the spirit of Lingli. Even the Canglan King's inheritance did not make him interested."
Two cold laughter came from Ye Xi's surging black gas, and the laughter made people feel the coldness behind him suddenly.
"Huh, it's kind of self-aware, give up entering the land of inheritance and keep a life." Han Dong twisted his beard and sneered.
"This inheritance of the Palace Boy is bound to be obtained, and the rest are just the foil." He grunted coldly and swept the remaining three pulses proudly.
Han Gonggui is a first-class force, although it is not the most top-level existence, but these second-class forces are not considered at all. If there were no obstructions in the Hermitage this time, they would not have agreed to explore the heritage with Xijian Academy and so on.
Ning Wufeng raised his head slightly and said quietly, "You think more, I just want them to play in it for a while, and then my pressure is a little less."
He glanced arrogantly at Han Dong and frowned.
"Haha, it seems that I have waited for this little brother." Fu Dahai laughed, but the inheritance of the land wanted the left-hand fisherman's profit, I'm afraid it would not be so simple.
Ning Wufeng portrayed the Fu Li in his hand, chuckled, and entered the inheritance land with Hu Li.
Han Dong's eyes flashed a cold look, looking at Ning Wufeng's face was very disdainful, Leng Hu said: "The strength of the inheritance of the land is paramount, the more you think, the faster you die!"
Nie Feijian's expression moved slightly, his eyes faintly fell on Han Dong and said lightly, "My disciples don't need you to say."
The sky and the earth around him made a strong ripple in his debut and spread out.
Han Dongzhen's body suddenly straightened, and a look of horror appeared on his face. He will not forget the "Sword Demon" who once fought the Great Qin and became famous in the battle with the ancient heritage forces!
He kept silent.
Ning Wufeng also entered the inheritance. A dazzling white light instantly dazzled the two, and after a brief loss of consciousness, Ning Wufeng landed on a desolate ground.
Huli was separated from him, presumably he was teleported to a different place.
"The aura is thin here, it should not be on the veins. I have to hurry up to find the veins, and then find the springs." Ning Wufeng looked around the barren mountains and mountains, the rocks and stones were vertical, and some places were even grassless.
He touched his chin, his eyes lit up.
Shi Ling Mai, Shi Ling Jiu, Yin Yang Zi Lake ...
Perhaps this giant practiced the same exercises as him. In this case, he himself is a walking map.
As soon as Ning Wufeng's eyes brightened, he immediately looked inward towards the direction of his own veins, and initially compared his position to the direction of the first giant veins.
It's better to say that the giant veins are spiritual paths.
The spiritual power on the bifurcated blood is extremely thin, but the spiritual path must be full of spiritual power, because the master told him that there can be many small things on the spiritual path.
Suddenly, he saw a faint light curtain between his body and his body, and was invisible. There was a loud noise, and through the light curtain, a strong aura came towards him.
"So strong spiritual power." Ning Wufeng found that the yin and yang purple lake spun involuntarily, and the surrounding spiritual power poured into him.
The realm of the initial state of the gods began to loosen, and there was a vague ascension to the middle of the state of gods.
Jiu Zhuan Ming Wang Jue turned on, Ming Wang's spirit sent out a dazzling aura, and his skin changed from the previous golden color to a faint amber.
"The skin is crystallized!" Ning Wufeng's face suddenly felt a joy, and Jiuzhuanming Wangjue hardened the sacs, bones, and spirits as the strength increased.
After the skin is crystallized, it is several times stronger than the previous golden skin, and it is estimated that it can hardly shake the best soldiers.
It's just that the Aura here is not enough to complete the skin crystallization.
Roar……
A dull roar came, and the spiritual path trembled violently.
Ning Wufeng looked up, and suddenly hesitated. I didn't know when there was a black Qiqi beast.
An air beast is a unique creature on the spiritual road, and it is the rich aura generated automatically on the spiritual road. These beasts will kill each other, seize each other's aura, and strengthen themselves.
And now, Ning Wufeng has become the biggest piece of fat in their eyes.
With a roar, an angry beast like a winged flying tiger flew towards Ning Wufeng. It grins and grins, and the surging spiritual power is no less than a middle-aged monk in the spirit state.
Ning Wufeng's face moved, and the annihilation gun suddenly appeared in his hands. The lingyuan in the yin and yang purple lake boiled and turned into spiritual power into the gun body, and a dark golden light was reflected on the gun body.
A shot blasted at the beast.
Ahhh!
The angry beast actually bit Ning Wufeng's gun in one bite. It shakes its head and swings its tail, and a tiger's tail is like a silver stick, whirling and whirling.
Ning Wufeng was surprised for a while, this guy was actually devouring the spiritual power of the world gun.
"It's a weird guy. I've only devoured the spiritual power of others, and no one has been able to devour my spiritual power." He raised a brow and hummed softly.
Puppet Spirituality!
A vortex swirled around his palm, and a powerful suction came out instantly. The winged flying tiger absorbs less and less aura from the annihilation gun, but is absorbed by the puppet spirit.
Roar ...
It roared to the sky, his teeth grinning towards Ning Wufeng. The body turned into a shadow of Dao Dao, fluttering towards Ning Wufeng. The strong wind screamed and was extremely fast.
Ning Wufeng only heard the wind around him making a loud noise, and his robe was torn by a flying tiger. Three white marks appeared on the skin.
"Fast speed." Ning Wufeng's face moved slightly.
Three transformations of psychic spirits!
There is a faint purple awn in the pupils, and the flight trajectory of the flying tiger is faintly visible.
Uh ...
A crisp Jin Ge cross, a extinguishing gun blocked the blow of the flying tiger. The streamer was wanton, and the roar of the beast was even more urgent.
"Want to leave!" Ning Wufeng wanted to retreat after seeing that his blow was unsuccessful, and couldn't help humming.
The fantasy world is sinking!
The majestic spirit of the surrounding area surged into a sharp golden meaning, and shot out in a panic, immersed itself in the winged flying tiger's body, and its body stagnated immediately.
good chance!
Immediately, step out, Fog Turing!
A shot blasted out at a strange angle, the light was wanton.
With a bang, the winged tiger was instantly blown away and turned into a pure spiritual force, which was sucked into his body.
This pure spiritual power instantly turned his hand into an amber glass.
boom……
Ning Wufeng blasted out with a fist, and the sound of blood boiling in his fist, there was a faint thunderstorm.
Good defense. A joy on his face.
Roar ...
Immediately, Ning Wufeng's smile was frozen, and all the beasts around him actually came around, all of them grinning their teeth, opening their teeth and dancing their claws, and the momentum was not inferior to the previous flying tiger.
"Oh, why are there so many." He whispered.
Numerous auras of light shot out of his hands, and Fu Li's light shone, illuminating half the sky.
Travel thousands of miles!
The body method suddenly unfolded, turning into a streamer and rushing into the distance.
Roar ...
The violent power of these runes ignited instantly, overturning a few beasts. But immediately afterwards, the enemies in the back rushed up and stuffed Ning Wufeng's position tightly.
Ning Wu escaped from the beast surrounded by air beasts, and patted his chest with anxiety, secretly: "It's too scary."
Turning around to see, the previous beasts seemed to fight themselves. These guys are alive to compete for spiritual power, so the injured beasts are instantly surrounded by other beasts and shredded to pieces.
"Too cruel." He pouted.
Suddenly, the yin and yang purple lakes sprang up sharply, and a spirit in his body suddenly lit up. The inexhaustible spirits continued to flow into his spiritual consciousness, as if a traction formed in the deep.
Could there be a Lingquan not far away?
Ning Wufeng raised a brow, and secretly compared his own veins. Indeed, there was a spiritual trick not far away.
Lingquan?
But even Nie Feijian and other monks like Yuan Danjing think that treasures exist. Ning Wufeng couldn't help licking his lips and clenching his fists secretly.
He carefully walked in the direction of spiritual traction, afraid to carelessly, for fear that he would be surrounded by these vicious beasts again.
The consciousness was released and covered the spiritual path. Suddenly, he heard someone's voice.