Vol 8 Chapter 303: Lightning field

Chapter 303 Lightning Field
The carriage was just not far away. Ling Feng only felt that a sharp air machine directly locked himself, but Ling Ling in his arms did not react. It stands to reason that the degree of sensitivity of the beast to the air machine should be found faster than it is. This can only show that this air machine is directly locked by one person, and this person’s degree of repair is far from himself and Ling. Above the spirit, then there is only the strongest of the supreme level.
Is it the old man of Joseph? Ling Feng’s mind can’t help but flash through the green field of life. This has been a lot of insights in recent times, but it’s always impossible to form a clear idea. Perhaps it’s a good idea to play with the elite. select.
"Christina, you go back with the spirit, I suddenly remembered that I still have a little thing to finish, I will come back later, do not have to wait for me." Ling Feng reached out and opened the door curtain of the carriage, indicating that the driver stopped. Then turned and said to Christina.
"Where are you going?" Christina whispered, her eyes full of worry.
"Don't say it, there is still a little thing, I will come back soon after I finish the process." Ling Feng did not dare to tell Christina that she was going to find a master, but she would not immediately follow her. In Christina, she still hasn't. When I opened it again, Ling Feng took a shot of Ling Ling's small head, and then had already transported the heart of Fengshen's leg method, turning it into a light smoke.
Under the rush of full force, Ling Feng returned to the place where the collapse was just before the count, and then stopped on a huge stone.
"Please come out!" Ling Feng is definitely not Joseph, because there is no one in the whole ruins. Joseph, who knows Ling Feng, is determined not to call himself and not meet up. Then he said coldly to the open space. He hated these guys. Since they didn't show up, they used gas to lock themselves. Is it just for fun?
"Oh, little guy, it seems that you have a lot of complaints about calling me." A figure appeared on the already collapsed platform, which was the mystery in the black robes in the previous audience. people.
"That is of course, I have come, you are so hidden, do you not discuss it? Or do you think that the masters like it?" Ling Feng snorted disdainfully. Since he is not an acquaintance, Ling Feng does not need to give him face, even though he is faced with a royal powerhouse.
"Little guy, what is the trick you just used?" Hearing the words of Ling Feng, the mysterious man couldn't help but smile, opened his hat, and an old face appeared in front of Ling Feng. Snowy hair, the entire face is engraved with traces of the years, at this time he smiled slightly, his eyes became a line, so he looked up and down.
"Aeolus legs." Seeing the other side took off the hat, Ling Feng's tone has also eased a lot, and his mood has slowly calmed down. For the act of suddenly being so angry, Ling Feng himself feels very inexplicable, is it himself? Isn't it just to make a match with the other party?
"Aeolus legs? Interesting, I lived for two or three hundred years or the first time I heard about this name. How? Do you want to play with me?"
The old man seems to be tempting a child with a lollipop, and the face full of wrinkles is full of banter, it looks like he is talking to Ling Feng, you have to fight, do not fight Also have to fight.
Ling Feng originally returned to find a satisfied opponent. Naturally, he could not return empty-handed. When the old man proposed a fight, he nodded and agreed.
The last time I fought with Joseph, I knew that the Supreme has different fields, and in the field, Supreme itself is the absolute king. It can use the field to weaken opponents and improve themselves. Ling Feng just didn't know what kind of field the old man would have. He had to know that the last battle with Joseph had already allowed Ling Feng to teach the field to be strong, and each of the supreme fields was different.
"The field is the means by which the strongman above the holy level strengthens its own traits and then releases it to form a special attack on the enemy within a certain range." The old man said slowly, his face was full of kindness. The color of his appearance at this time is not like looking for a sly. On the contrary, he has a few impressions in his eyes and appreciates it. "In fact, your strength has reached the peak of the holy order, but there is no guide, you I don’t know how to understand what I’m comprehending.
Ling Feng was a little shocked by the old man's words, but there were some unbelievable questions: "How do you make me believe what you said? Help people break through, I am afraid you are not so kind?"
The old man did not refute, but his eyes flashed brightly. At once, a golden halo centered on him and quickly spread to the surrounding. Ling Feng had not yet had time to react, and was enveloped in the aura. Immediately after last time, the scene in front of him changed rapidly, and the ruins of the body had disappeared. At this moment, it appeared in front of Ling Feng. The galaxy falls into a huge waterfall for nine days.
The waterfall hangs down from the sky, slamming the horses and rushing down from the nine days, with a burst of roar, and crashing into the deep pool under the cliff. The huge impact caused a white smog in the pool, which was formed by the scattered water droplets. The sun shone through the water curtain to the white mist, and a colorful curved bridge was set up.
Beautiful scenery! Ling Feng gently admired a sentence. Can you say that everyone's field is so beautiful? Joseph's field is full of life, and the piece of green is refreshing. The field of the old man is a majestic beauty, and the magnificent momentum of flying down to three thousand feet will make many people involuntarily addicted to it. However, the field of the Imperial Warcraft, although more powerful in the power, is full of killing and destruction.
"In fact, human beings are yearning for a beautiful West, and Warcraft is different from people. Even if they have the power of higher, what they want is only their most primitive desires. The field is still a manifestation of the state of mind, so Warcraft and humans The field is very different." The old man seems to see through the thoughts of Ling Feng, the sound of low voice, it is like a key, gently inserted into the keyhole of Lingfeng heart, twisted, opened the door a trace The gap, "What is your heart? What is your field?"
A lot of memory fragments emerged from Ling Feng’s mind, the fragments that I once learned, and my own understanding of life, just like this, a paragraph, a piece of piece together, slowly, one A complete picture appears in front of Ling Feng.
"I am the elusive lightning, I don't know when to draw, I don't know when it will disappear. I can illuminate a person's sky, or I can destroy everything I see, I will use that dazzling blue and white. To write this piece belongs to my own world." Ling Feng gently closed his eyes, a mysterious words slowly spit out from his mouth. His body began to change. In this field, it is reasonable to say that everything is controlled by the creators of the field. However, under the influence of Lingfeng, the electric light began to flash and converge in the air.
"Oh? So broke through so quickly? The scorpion can teach." The old man satisfactorily touched his chin and smiled slightly. "I don't want to be a person who dreams of Yao Yao, let me help you."

The old man buckled his thumb and forefinger, and a ringing finger popped up. Then the thunder was loud in the sky, and it suddenly became dark. Only a white light lit up and then disappeared.
Ling Feng has gathered a lot of thunder elements around him, which is caused by his own lightning power. It is also pulled from the lightning that the old man summoned. The blue and white lightning is like a naughty little in Ling Feng’s body. The snake, moving up and down, is playing.
The electric light is getting thicker and thicker, reaching a level of white heat, and with the Lingfeng as the center, it has become a huge power grid, spreading around. Ling Feng has completely fallen into an unconscious state. He is only constantly extracting lightning from the air in the subconscious, gathering in a crazy way. The old man’s face began to change. Although he saw that Ling Feng and Fernandez had fought, he found that Ling Feng might have the power of the Thunder, but he did not expect him to control the Thunder force to such a degree. The thunder is the most violent and least easily controlled energy in nature. In the past, it was not the military who had not seen the Thunder, but in the end, because of the inability to control the power of the violent lightning, they turned themselves into a piece of coke.
Lingfeng is still gathering constantly, and the power grid is spreading rapidly, and it has quickly reached the edge of the elderly. The power grid did not break through the field, but stopped at the edge of the field and paused. The contrast of that time made people feel that the entire time space suddenly paused for a few seconds, and then a blue-and-white light burst into the sky and filled the space, no longer a plane extension, but in the elderly. In the entire four-dimensional space, the thunder of lightning is like trying to take the whole field into account.