Chapter 886: Takeshi Eight

Eighty-eight eighty-sixth chapter eight-level Wu Zun
Ancient Wuta.
Ling Feng clothing hunting, sitting on the ground, breathing to the stars of the sky.
On him, the seven volts of the konjac black hole slowly shine, bursting out a cold light, the momentum makes Bai Ze tremble.
now!
He is running the empty sacred way, absorbing the mysteriousness of the heavens and the earth, and the endless stream is sent into the body, so that the blood is more and more filled, and the rapid swells, and the momentum of the embarrassment is being sprayed.
A few months ago, he had reached the peak of the seven-level Wu Zun, and there were some precipitations in the past few months, especially the confrontation with the gods, which made him one foot into the realm of the eight-level Wu Zun. But it takes some time to get in.
And now, he is going to break this time!
Jihad is coming!
This is of great significance to the anti-God, he does not allow any failure, the anti-age is moving forward, there will be no problems in the first few rounds, and once entering the sixty-four strong, is a situation that is evenly matched, Ye Xinran is very Strong, but Lingqing, Yunxi and others can stand up, this is a problem.
Therefore, he must rush over.
However, for him, what is against the gods is not victory, but a comprehensive crush. They have kept a low profile for so long. Now that they have decided to step out of this world and compete for the world, let this light be hot. .
"The seven-level Wu Zun is not enough!"
This is his obsession!
If it is a life-and-death battle, he will use whatever means, with the help of the magic stone, this kind of battle, if this can only be shown, it is too disappointing.
Moreover, the magic stone has been robbed by the Qing Dynasty.
And his seven-level Wuzun realm can only compete with the Wu Zun in the world. It is too difficult to get a full-scale crushing. Especially when it comes to aspirations, there is no hope to win four games in the future. It is necessary to push horizontally.
Jihad is to allow a person to single out a group.
Then he will go further!
"Hey..."
Along with the increasing mysteriousness of the heavens and the earth, the eighth-handed sword of the gods in Lingfeng also slowly swirled up and took the endless heaven and earth, and then roared.
At the beginning, if the trickle is surging, it can be turned into a hurricane in the blink of an eye.
"Boom..."
In an instant, Ling Feng’s body shot a mans, and the virtual veins and the empty veins flew together, one yin and one yang, which outlined a beautiful picture, and the speed of the heavens and the earth was also showing a violent momentum.
Just a moment!
It is about to describe the feeling of Ling Feng at this time.
At two hours, he felt that Dantian was full and entered a full-fledged situation, and the black hurricane was intensifying, and the surrounding world was exploding, like lightning.
Then, several of his storage rings shattered and flew out of the endless magic. This is the deduction of Ling Feng from the battlefield of the gods, although the gods sword brand can be condensed into a magic sword Array, but he still did it, only the black hole of the blasphemy, is the real black hole.
That would be stronger!
The knife that sees the blood is, after all, sharper than the knife that does not see the blood. It is different in the momentum!
"broken!"
Ling Feng eyes burst, low drink shot from his throat, the whole Dantian is also a sudden squeeze when the voice falls.
moment!
The black hurricane rushed into the sky and blew open the four wilderness, alarming the dark gods, and even the blood of Ling Feng was lingering. In a huge taiji figure, it seemed that there was a flame splashing out and the hurricane was lost. in.
The next moment, the air is shaking, the world is lonely!
A low-spirited force, shot from Lingfeng, comes from a black hole, which is branded with a demon brand, with a demon flying, a real dragon dagger.
"Stab!"
But at that time, the gods sword branded flying over, a sword killed, Jianguang passed, the real dragon, the devil are killed, one inch inch of crushing, immediately, the day the sword branded into the black hole Among them.
Volt devil!
A rumble of black holes flew out!
This is the eighth black hole, which seems to be the same as the other seven volts of the konjac black hole. However, its momentum is obviously stronger, it contains the power of shock, and it is not comparable to other black holes.
Undoubtedly, at this moment, Lingfeng broke into the eighth-level Wuzun!
"Booming..."
Almost at the same moment, the dark gods and thunders also roared, and the thunderclouds filled the ten squares, and the whole dantian of Lingfeng was shrouded. Among them, lightning was intertwined, and it was killed in a short time...
......
"When is it convinced?"
The dark thunder passed, and Ling Fengfeng looked at Bai Ze lightly and squinted and smiled. Now that the dark Ray has not threatened him, he has enough capital to laugh.
"It's not the time." Bai Ze said lazily.
"I think this is an excellent time." Ling Feng said with a smile. "I am just a Wu Zun, there is a beast, it is indeed a very windy thing, at least I am not afraid of the of war."
"But once I enter the realm of Valkyrie, is it difficult to surrender a beast?" Ling Feng said sincerely. "This is like adding a bonsai to the snow and adding icing on the cake."
"..." Bai Zeqi’s straight teeth, how can this shamelessness be said from his mouth?
He regards the beast as a cabbage, and he wants to surrender and surrender.
"Let me think about it."
"Think about it, I am here waiting for you." Ling Feng waved a lot and sat directly in front of Bai Ze.
"..."
Bai Ze’s mouth squinted and said with a deep hate.
Don't you have to wait here?

"Yes!"
Ling Feng said of course: "You don't care about me, think about it, I won't beat you, I won't inspire the gods, and I won't insult you, don't worry."
"paralysis!"
Bai Ze fried hair, this pitted goods said an understatement, but the sentence is a threat, the feeling he has already decided himself.
"When the jihad is over..."
Bai Ze said ambiguously, it knows that it does not give Ling Feng an answer now. He can do anything, don't doubt this, and there is no bottom line like this wonderful.
"Ready!"
Ling Feng climbed up and smiled. He ate a big loss in Qingyi. Naturally, he had to make up for it from Baize, and the method was so similar.
"You are waiting here with peace of mind, waiting for the deity to shock those idiots to greet your sacrifice."
"..."
"To wash it." Ling Feng waved away.
"..." Bai Ze wants to die.
......
On the peak of the barren door.
A table, a jug of wine, two people.

When is it going?
Qing sighed a sip of scent, and asked very plainly.
"A few more days." Ling Feng smiled.
"Yeah, always give them some pressure." Qing Yi recognized this practice, but she was so enchanting until Ling Feng, if he passed, other people would not play, and returning home is the best ending, otherwise It will definitely be even worse.
Losing is not terrible.
He can kill people and lose their will.
"Jihad is very boring, a group of children are playing and killing. It doesn't really mean anything." Qing licked his lips, and his eyes sparkled with strange light.
"Well?" Ling Feng frowned and asked. "What did the sister heard?"
"Listen some."
Qing dynasty does not hide, saying: "The great forces of the Valkyrie, Wu Zun have returned, and the holy war is at this juncture, those Wu Zun will naturally not miss such an opportunity."
"Wu Zun in the battlefield of the gods and battles?" Ling Feng's face sank.
"You can fight, why can't they?"
"But, this kind of battle, I am afraid that they will not be interested in it?" Ling Feng stunned his eyes and smashed the blood in the battlefield of the gods and devils for so many years. Every Wu Zun is different, in terms of combat effectiveness. They are far more terrible than Wu Zun in the holy war.
Although they are all Wu Zun, the Wu Zun who came back from the battlefield of the gods is mature like a middle-aged man, and the Wu Zun in the holy war is a young boy.
"There has been news that the cracking Tian Qin Yu Tian and Ling Xuewen will also enter the battlefield. The Xiahou Yufeng, Bai Haozhen and Qiu Shuyi in the restricted area will inevitably enter the Holy Land."
The Qingyi stall said, "Of course, definitely not only these two forces have to fight, I just said two of you are more familiar."
"..."
Ling Feng mouth smashed, a look of indignation.
These people will not be rewarded by the sacred place of the emperor, or even to participate in such a battle, especially Qiu Shuyi, this woman is too sensitive, she is definitely not the strongest in the restricted area of ​​the heavens, but she also comes It is.
Even if Ling Feng is an idiot, I know what they are coming for.
"who is it?"
Ling Feng gritted his teeth and said: "With so many opponents, I always want to know who sold me?"
"It may be Yi Feng, Lu Wen, or it may be a string, a smile." Qing Xiao smiled and said: "It may also be the old man, the old master of the Lord."
"..."
Ling Feng shoulder collapsed, so many people who he can not beat, the most crucial thing is that he suspects that this is simply clear.
It’s just that even the wilderness and the gods are involved, and now it’s not that simple.
"Reverse the world!"
Qingyi stood up and said proudly. "Now the return of the gods, Shenwu mainland seems to be stable, but after all, some people are eager to move, especially in the dark, it seems that some people are targeting the gods, so we need to stand up alone."
"Why not the old sixth, the fifth, the second, the third, but I chose?"
"What do you say?"
"You are despicable and shameless!" Ling Feng said angrily.
"Teacher, I can think that you are saying that I am not very beautiful, my mind is vicious, and I still have no moral character?" Qing Xiaosen smiled.
"The teacher and sister are beautiful, good-hearted, and elegant." Ling Feng Yan Yan smiled, very sincerely said.
"I think so too." Qing grinned. "Teacher, let's fight, other things are naturally solved by us. You just have to smash those guys who are noisy."