Chapter 670: Triangulation

The sixth seventy-seventh chapter
The power of the gods is shining!
Ling Feng flew in the darkness, he was domineering, and the whole person entered a state of madness. This is a dead end.
He has the magic stone in hand, dare to do this, under the pressure of the power of the gods, the magic stone shocks the interception of the sky, making it difficult to understand, and then, like the power of the mountain, the power of the gods, from In the dark, the influx comes in, and the whole force refines and cuts the sky.
Not dead end!
At this moment, Ling Feng’s heart also broke out with a sigh of relief. His eyes closed slightly, and he vigorously seized the power of the gods between the heavens and the earth, and faced the infiltration of the sky.
"Hey!"
The sky was shaking and the radiance was shining. I wanted to rush out from the belly of Lingfeng, but it was shaken by the shining stone. The whole capital was trembled.
You must know that Lingfeng's refining and its power to devour the gods are two concepts. The former is in accordance with the rhythm of Ling Feng, submerging from the edge to the core, and the last blow is defeated, while the latter is In the process of entering, it turns into the power of intercepting the sky.
The two are completely different and the outcome will naturally be different.
At this moment, the scorpion scorpion was shaken, and it was impossible to spur the cyclone to swallow the power of the gods.
However, it is very extraordinary, even in the process of Lingfeng refining, it is drawing strength, although it is only a star and a half, but it also shocked Ling Feng.
"Hey..."
Ling Feng devoted himself wholeheartedly, and the power of the gods infiltrated into it one by one, which made it possible to cut off the sky and shine with a faint light. However, Ling Feng was also secretly shocked. Two inches long, but the inside is vast, like the sea, every inch is as deep as a mud, so that when he refining, it is particularly difficult.
Imagine how difficult it is to refine such a dagger.
Time flies, such as white shackles!
In the blink of an eye, five days have passed. In the process, the power of the spirit of Ling Feng has already penetrated nearly half of the sky, and the power of the gods in the sky is also rapidly weakening, and they all entered the sky.
However, this kind of refining is still far from endless, and the tragedy has become more and more inciting because of the power of the gods. Even if it is suppressed by the magic stone, it still hinders Ling Feng, let him every Further, it is several times more difficult than the original.
"Little Master and you fight!"
Ling Feng shouted and swallowed three dan, accompanied by a strong potion, his power of ignorance became brighter, and the speed of refining increased. Many, and the power of the gods in the dark space has also come.
Endless!
This has lasted for three more days. Rao is a singular and horrible thing to eat. This is a bottomless pit. The only thing that surprises him is that the entire sky is full of faint light, with most of it. It was refining.
"clank……"
There is indeed a living in the sky, and it is struggling sharply. It does not want to be refining by Lingfeng. However, it cannot resist the power of the magic stone, which makes Lingfeng secretly glad.
If it wasn’t the corner of the ancestor of the gods, I was afraid that even if he could survive the storm, he would be killed at this moment.
For such a guy who dares to hang himself, Ling Feng has always been polite.
He is the little monster of Zhangjiao, who dares to hang him, he will hang it!
"The last three are bloody."
Ling Feng grinned, this is still refining in the wilderness of the past, and now it has been consumed, and if these three such as blood Dan can not help him refine the scorpio, then this time is afraid to give up.
"Come on, Xiaoye must let you sing and conquer!"
Ling Feng smiled coldly and quickly swallowed three dans. As the spirits rolled in, the speed of Lingfeng refining accelerated, tearing the dying struggle of the scorpion.
A trace, a trace... The more it penetrates into the center of the interception, the more tired Ling Feng feels.
If the outer part of the scorpion is made of rock and stone, then the center is steel, and there is an indestructible momentum. The general sacred light cannot be blasted at all.
However, the power of the gods is different. It is a sharp knife, and the knife is broken. However, the speed of the power of the gods is still a surprise to Ling Feng.
"It won't work like this."
He secretly thought to himself. "I am afraid that I have not refining and cutting the sky, and the power of the gods in the body will be exhausted. Then I can only use the burning of ice."
His eyes are cold.
Immediately, the ice-burning fire will boil, and it will be pressed to the center of the scorpio. It will be much more terrifying than the power of the gods. Otherwise, it will not become the core of the power of sacredness.
"boom!"
Finally, after a day, Ling Feng
seen
the core of the scorpio, and the whole person stunned, and there was an instant loss.
The ancient broken light, flashing, looks like a fragmented moon, full of vicissitudes of life, and in the core of a hollow, there is actually a larva.
It is only sesame, unremarkable, but it can't be ignored. The whole body is covered with star-shaped nails. The eyes are like two rounds of meniscus. It looks pitiful and innocent.

Is this the birth of a creature in the sky?

Ling Feng was a bit stunned. After a while, he took a deep breath. This is different from his imagination. He thought he would see a small beast. However, he could not be small in the sky. Oh.
"bass!"
In the next moment, the power of burning ice and the power of God will all be over.
"Hey!"
Suddenly, the larva raised his head and revealed the four feet of the abdomen. He looked at the Lingfeng with cold arrogance and contempt, just like the and heavenly five-clawed golden dragon cub, just like the low blood of the Lingfeng.
For a moment, it turned from a weak larva to a shining worm.
Proud, cold, with a little pity!
"call!"
When the ice-burning fire wraps the radiant larvae, the larva screams and is particularly harsh. Then, its body suddenly changes, the star's armor is broken, and the butterfly is flying from the inside.
Its wings are stretched out, and it is younger than a mosquito. However, the vast momentum, but the shocking ice-burning fires are trembled, and the cold eyes and light glimpses make Ling Feng feel the time back. The power of ruthlessness is killing him.
However, that is nothing but an illusion.
Immediately, the ice-burning fire rushed in, penetrated into the wings of the butterfly, and finally entered the soul sea.
"Hey!"
Cold and proud of the butterfly, it is singing and conquering!
After all, it is the birth of the creature, although there is a great arrogance of the scorpion, but it is not a tragedy, there is no such indestructible body.
Of course, at the moment when the ice-fired fire entered the soul sea of ​​the soul, Ling Feng’s heart was shocked and his eyes showed a fine light.
"Ka rub" "Kick"...
During the shackles, the scorpion was broken and turned into a shining star. It poured into the dantian from the belly of Lingfeng, and entered the dark vein from Dantian, constantly pulsing across the air, forming the huge taiji of the void. Figure.
And that butterfly has also changed, turning into two ancient writings that shake the world - the sky!
It is not a larva at all, nor a butterfly, but the spirituality of the word, which evolved into a living butterfly.
"This is not a dagger!"
Ling Feng’s heart is like a mirror, and it’s suddenly realized.
If it is a real tragedy, it is a weapon of the gods. Even if it has been wiped out by the years, it is by no means infiltrated by the power of God. This can be seen from the broken edge, Ling Feng can be motivated. However, it cannot be completely refining, and it can only show the triple power of ancient artifacts.
"This is an ancient trick!"
Ling Feng took a sigh of relief.
He has never heard of it. There is an ancient warfare technique that can evolve into weapons on its own. It is too absurd to be born.
However, this moment is actually presented in front of his eyes, and he must not believe it.
"Through the sky, it is just an evolution of ancient art. The real horror is that the creatures are cut off from the larvae and turned into a butterfly. If you fly out of the body, you can kill the of war!"
This is the message that Ling Feng got from
Crossing the Sky
. It is an ancient inheritance. Only when it conquers it on the power, can it be obtained and realized. However, everything has two sides and cannot be shocked. Let it sing and conquer. Then it can only become like a purple wind.
Fortunately, Ling Feng is the former.
"Through the sky, cut off the sky, cut the sky!"
Ling Feng’s eyes smashed and he was thoroughly enlightened. This is the triple realm of ancient art.
The truncated scorpion is similar in shape, the truncated butterfly is Nirvana, and the genius is the real divine power, but even in the age of the ancient times, no one can comprehend the power of truncating the heavens. It is said that its true power, Can cut off the world, it is the destruction of the land.
"It turns out!"
Ling Feng exclaimed. "The devouring spirit is just an ancient technique of sealing. However, it does have the role of devouring warriors and is a powerful weapon."
At this moment, his heart is full of ecstasy, and there is such an ancient and powerful technique of intercepting the sky, which will undoubtedly make him even more powerful and will be even more terrible.
Even people can't be compared.
"Turn off the sky!"
The next moment, he sipped a lightly, urging the burning of ice to make the broken scorpion quickly condense, and the "squeaky" flew out.
When you are, you are full of heaven!
A star-shaped dagger, shining through the world, it seems to come from the ancient world, containing the heaven and earth.
When, the power of the gods poured into.
When, the ice-burning fire is dazzling.
When, Ling Feng tried his best to kneel down.
The dark void roared, and a light broke through the heavens and the earth. Like a glazed light, he tore up the sky and formed a crack of crystal, and in the process of squatting, everything disappeared and the heavens and the earth lost.
Only the stars are shining!
It seems like a round of crescent moon has fallen, the power of the gods and the burning of ice and fire have been drenched to the fullest, and the glory of the earth has burned up, such as anger and rushing to the crown, to the extreme!