Chapter 1205: Inexplicable induction

Chapter 1205 Inexplicable induction
Hahahaha...
Cognac is almost ridiculously laughing, his laughter spread throughout the world, the dark sky, extraordinarily depressed, his black robe is screaming.
His eyes were red and his dry body was shaking.
"Ha ha ha ... the male tyrants... Xu Feng... You want to know the identity of that person, I am afraid that you will feel desperate after you know it."
The sound of dryness is extremely chilly, and it also contains ridicule. He knows that he can't escape to death today. His eyes are all about the fall of Xu Feng.
"Oh... even if she is the Lord of the Dark Temple, I will let her pay the price in the future. I am Xu Feng this world, God is blocking the killing of God, and Buddha is blocking the Buddha."
Xu Feng stood there, his eyes fixed, and he was not affected by any interference. The smell of his body is long and long, and his face is calm and calm.
Dry, but suddenly laughed, he stared at Xu Feng with his eyes, sneered: "But you can rest assured, even if you kill me, I will not tell you, her identity ... the whole Tianhua domain is only known to me alone Her identity... hahaha, even if I am dead, it will make you not happy."
Cognac is very clear, even if he said Ling Bingrong's identity, Xu Feng will not hesitate to kill him. After all, he now knows that the tyrants are still alive and will inform Ling Bingrong.
Xu Feng absolutely does not allow such a consequence to happen, so no matter how he does it is a dead end. Since it is a dead end, why should he die wrongly?
"You really want to die!"
Xu Feng's voice became chilly, with a crazy killing, the moment he stepped out, a handcuffed slap on the dry shoulder.
The sound of the cymbal sounded, the place where the shoulders were dry, the bones smashed a little, and the black robes of his body were shaking.
"Ah... Xu Feng, you can't die..."
Dryness sends out a heartbreaking sound, knowing Xu Feng’s technique, but it is equivalent to breaking one of his arms slowly.
The bones of his entire arm are under this force and become shattered. That kind of pain, just broke into the heart, so that he could not hold on.
"If you say it with pleasure, I may be able to give you a safe way to die. If you continue to be stubborn, then don't blame me."
"Ha ha ha ha ... Xu Feng, come on, you have the ability to slowly torture and kill me, you see if I will say?" Cognac eyes are mad.
"Humph!"
Xu Feng snorted coldly, only to see his palms slap in succession, causing a squeaky voice on the other side of the cognac.
The most important thing is that his feet kicked out and the force was just right. He hit the knees of the dry legs and the sound of the broken bones sounded.
"Ah...ah..."
The dry legs were broken, and the whole person spurted out the dark blood. His eyes were still mad, and he laughed: "Come on, Xu Feng kills me..."
Xu Feng frowned. He didn't expect the cognac to be so strong. He didn't continue to torture. Instead, he said, "Do you really think that you don't say, I have no way to know?"
Finished, in the stunned look.
The soul power of Xu Feng’s seventy-third-order body emerged, and his majestic soul power broke out.
The three remaining black men not far away were full of horror. ,
They did not expect Xu Feng to become so horrible in a few short years, and the soul power reached 73, how he did it.
The old man who spoke of the second spirit, his eyes blinked, his heart said: "Maybe this world, he can really grow more horrible."
"Unfortunately, if he does not touch, he will never know how terrible the power is." The old man thought of the horror of the power and slowly shook his head.
"Give me something..."
Xu Feng’s soul power all rushed out to the dry mind.
The look of dry eyes has gradually become confused from the beginning.
The sound of Xu Feng sounded like a command.
The dry mouth is slightly floating.
"Say, what is the identity of Ling Bingrong?" Xu Feng's voice sounded again and again, like the lightning over the nine days, became unfathomable.
The dry eyes were completely lost, and his mouth opened: "She is... she is..."
Just as Xu Feng’s soul power forcibly controlled the cognac soul, he suddenly discovered that the deep soul of the cognac had hidden a consciousness.
The soul of the seventy-third-order consciousness of the horror of Xu Feng was also extremely suppressed. The pores of his body were instantly erected.
The most important thing is that Xu Feng is really familiar with that consciousness, and he is familiar with the point of no more, that is Ling Bingrong's breath.
However, this breath is cold and bitter, and it is extremely scary. More horrible than the former Ling Bingrong's breath, the consciousness suddenly appeared.
In an instant, Xu Feng’s soul power was directly interrupted, and a dry blood spewed out, and his soul was completely shattered by that consciousness.
"Damn..."
Xu Feng did not expect that Ling Bingrong was so terrible. After so many years, he still contained such consciousness in his dry soul.
Presumably she just wants to prevent someone from catching the cognac and knowing her news from the dry mouth.
His heart is even more puzzled, and he said: "What is her identity? How could it be so confidential?"
......
Distant sky.
The sky is extraordinarily dark, and the black cloud presses the feeling of the city to be destroyed. However, the peak of the mountain is built with incomparable perfection and holiness.
It was like an altar, but the center was sitting on a knee and sitting on a holy woman. Her bristles were curved and her face was white and delicate.
The face looks like a fairy who doesn't eat the fireworks. It's perfect. Her brows were slightly cramped and she opened her eyes.
"Hey, what happened? The consciousness that I left in my mind that year was actually touched?" Yes, she is Ling Fengrong who Xu Feng hated.
Her mouth slightly floated, her eyes slightly squinting, and she carefully recalled the sensation of the consciousness, and the brow wrinkled deeper.
"The consciousness that I left, unless someone searches the cognac for a soul search, will automatically touch. Once the soul search, it means that cognac may have died."
"In Tianhua domain, who dares to kill my dark temple?" Ling Bingrong's lips are constantly floating, her eyes are not deep, like the bottomless abyss, but so full of charm.
If someone looks at it carefully, they will find that around the altar, the spiritual power of the river, like a river, gathers toward the center of the altar.
Ling Bingrong felt the rich atmosphere, and sighed with a sigh: "Forget it, wait for me to take the step, I will go to Tianhua domain to see it."
(End of this chapter)