Hey!

The first thousand four hundred and thirty-two chapters take the path

Five doors.

It is empty and deep, like a distant starry sky.

Lingfeng plate sat in it, and the face of Jun Lang Feng Shen flashed with firm light. There was no breath on the thin body. He had "smashed the sword" and smashed all the power, like a half-step old man. Oh, solemn and solemn.

at this time.

His body is full of blood, and the emptiness of the gods is running, but his body pores are occluded, and the seven scorpions are completely closed. They don't swallow their breath to the heavens and the earth, letting Star Force pass over their skin and shake their Chinese clothes.

Heaven and earth are the martial arts.

However, relying on the world is not a way.

"Hey!"

The blood is boiling, colliding in the Lingfeng body, gradually getting hot, so that the skin of Lingfeng has become red, like a red iron, and there is still a touch of blue smoke around, and when there is a lot of barbecue, the fragrance is scattered. .

The virtual veins in the emptiness of the Shinto are running together with the empty veins. One acupuncture point is shining, and the thin atmosphere is also scattered by the Lingfeng, making the whole person “clean” unprecedentedly, even Dantian is empty.

Now he is the purest mortal!

however.

Ling Feng did not panic, his mind was condensed, he tried to run the Nether Shinto, and it made him boil, and it made him violent... When he formed a frenzy in the body, the Nether Shinto climbed to the peak and shredded his flesh and blood. Broken his bones.

"laugh!"

A stream of blood was smouldering in this frenzy, and its blood was poured into Dantian.

"puff……"

The second blood smashed, shaped like a blood mist flowing between his flesh and blood, and shuttled between the acupuncture points.

"Hey..."

A bone is smashed, the bone marrow is scattered, and the blood is flowing, scattered in his dantian and flesh and blood.

......

This is the horror of occluding "窍". When the emptiness of the sacred sacred can not swallow the atmosphere of the heavens and the earth, but also to run at full strength, it will naturally counteract itself, destroying the internal organs and flesh and blood.

however.

Ling Feng is very calm and has become fascinated.

The martial arts that he wants to go are completely different. It is unprecedented in the eternal sacredness of the ancient times. It is not able to take the path of the body. This is a contempt for the heavens, and it will also destroy the atmosphere of the body and break the life marks.

A carelessness will completely break down.

and.

Even if it is successful, it may not be more unpredictable than the previous martial arts, because this is a martial art that no one has ever walked before. It is dangerous and unpredictable, and its power is more confusing. This idea is too crazy and too ridiculous.

However, Ling Feng chose this martial art.

Smelt your own body, self-casting martial arts!

" !"

The emptiness of the Shinto is too violent, and it has reached the point of losing control. The endless blood and the bones are bursting, the blood flies and flies, forming a blood mist, floating in the body of the wind, like an endless river.

The bones are smashed into dust, and they are also incorporated into the blood mist, which looks like a haze.

Ling Feng's body fell softly, like a pile of flesh and blood, and a **** mist escaped from its pores, and it was completely covered in a few moments.

but.

At this moment, his blood was broken, and the emptiness of the gods came to an end. The terrible storm carried the endless blood smog and collided in his body, and the roar sounded through the five doors.

but.

The storm quickly calmed down. Ling Feng was empty and the body was not shocked. It was like being blocked by an invisible big hand. The whole suffocation could not make a sound.

He was conscious, but his body was abolished. Only the blood smog was rushing.

It's like a balance, it's like a punishment!

One day, two days... Time is a wonderful thing. It can bring joy and smooth the wounds. For Ling Feng, time seems to have solidified. He is dead in the same body, and there is no wave in the ancient well.

A month passed by.

One year passed quietly.

Ling Feng has no image and stumbles on the ground. He does not move. He also wants to be a dead thing. There is no life. Only the blood fog in the body will stir up a little bit from time to time, like the wind without the owner.

but.

It was at that moment.

His soul trembled abruptly, and the drop of water under the real fire of the five-fold nirvana dripped down and fell into the **** fog, but the calm lake was thrown into a stone and immediately swayed out. A circle of ripples.

The spread of cockroaches is getting bigger and bigger.

The blood smog is also slowly turbulent, and the volatility is getting more and more amazing. As the storm breaks out, it madly sweeps up from the bottom up.

That is a tornado!

Ling Feng's flesh and blood are also in this tornado, fierce tremors, like the impact of heavy objects, the muffled sounds sounded in his body from time to time, but his expression is still so light, without the slightest frowning action.

The tornado went straight up, and the scorpion touched the five-fold Niezhen fire, knocking it down, and falling into the **** smog. The horrible flame instantly boiled, igniting the blood smog and burning.

That is a blood storm!

If it wasn’t for Lingfeng’s refining of the five-fold nirvana, I’m afraid that it will be burned clean by the blood and the fire in the minute. It’s because of this that his flesh and blood can be strong and not affected too much. "sound.

"Boom!"

A loud bang, sounded in the blood, shook the flames, and seemed to be split. There was a faint hole in the sky, but there was an instant fall.

"boom!"

The blood is flying, the second hole is trembled, and the **** fire is more mysterious.

"Hey, hey..."

A mouthful of the sky and the loud noise, the sound of the flesh and blood is broken, the internal organs are seriously damaged, even Dan Tian seems to be tearing, the situation is quite bad, and, when he hits this level, Taiyi Zhenshui is actually Did not appear.

This is too strange.

This blood fire did not know how many days of burning, and in the process, Ling Feng's flesh and blood, bones quickly dry, hair fell off piece by piece, less than a month of hard work, he is already a fur bone.

However, the blood fire did not show signs of extinction.

What is even more terrifying is that the **** storm rushed into Dantian and burned in it. It burned dry around Dantian, crumpled like the skin of the old man, and then the blood rushed to the head of Lingfeng. There was also a frenzy there.

Until now, Lingfeng’s mouth was slightly distorted, and the soul sea was burning. The pain level was ten times that of flesh and blood. However, his soul was special, and it was built by the five-fold Niezhen fire and the drip. Therefore, they are not worried that they will be burned clean.

Time is like water.

When people want to catch it, they slip away from their fingertips.

at last.

The blood fire gradually calmed down, bursting out a burst of fire, completely extinguished, and the blood smog was more pure, like the pollen, scattered in the Lingfeng body, shining.

But soon, their "squeaky" sounds are exhausted.

Inch!

This is the destruction of the whole, including the flesh and blood of Ling Feng, including the five-fold Niezhen fire that can not be disregarded in the world, and the mysterious and unpredictable six-hole cave. His empty body is like an empty five-door.

Take the path.

This is the most unmeasurable kind of martial art between heaven and earth. No one has ever walked, so no one knows how dangerous it is. At this moment, it is really hard to realize the dangers and terribleness of it. It is Tiandao’s punishment for this martial art.

Curse!

This is not a manpower to compete, unless you step into the sky.

Obviously.

At this moment, Ling Feng is still far from that step. This is even worse than Nie. There is no repair and nourishment of the water. He will eternal fall to this place, and the exhaustion of the soul will make him even have no consciousness.

On the verge of death.

It is about to describe the wind at the moment.

The sun, the moon and the stars, the blink of an eye is the time to fly.

"call!"

I don't know when it started, Ling Feng's exhausted body suddenly blew a breeze, light like the last breath of a person before the death, if the hair is a hairspring, it may be this hurricane, set off the vitality of his body.

The wind blew from its body, and it instantly turned into a storm, playing a sad song, and even this storm passed through the skin, completely covering the wind, and even his skin was smashed.

When the storm stopped, the five-door door became more empty, because Ling Feng had only a tattered stinking sac.

Heaven is not good, everything is Zou dog!

This is the cruelest martial art. The visible punishment is not terrible. The terrible thing is that this day's punishment is invisible. From Ling Feng himself, he broke the opportunity of his enlightenment and cut off his life.

However, it is exactly the same sentence.. In the absence of vitality, the birth of lush magic!

At a certain moment, the sudden flash of the space around the scented pouch of Lingfeng gradually became clear and evolved into a space of twenty feet, which was slowly squeezed inward, and in the process, the stinky sac was gradually filled, one Living people are standing up.

Resurrection of flesh and blood, re-casting of crushed bones.

The disappearing six-hole cave appeared, and the annihilation of the five real fires and the water droplets reappeared.

In a flash, the sky is blooming.

He stood in the space, his lips were red and white, his spirits were like jade, and his hair was dusty. The new hair was scattered on his shoulders. It was like a sword with a scabbard. It was sharp and terrifying. However, the space did not stagnate, but it was still In the squeeze, in an incomprehensible way, flew into his body, penetrated flesh and bones, and broke into Dantian.

"Tick!"

Lightly falling, forming a drop of water.

The water is crystal clear, without any color, can reflect the holy sun, can also shade the sun, more able to show the darkness of the night, but also outline the lightning.

It is not quality!

It is a martial art!

This drop of water does not see any kind of substance, and does not see any level, without any breath fluctuations, too unusual, immersed in his dantian, does not move, like a drop of stagnant water.

At this time, Ling Feng’s body was also sitting up and down, and the body was sitting on the knees. The whole person flew in the air and merged into the dark space.

next moment.

The emptiness of the sacred path quickly turned into a wild storm, set off a heavy blood, and went straight into Dantian. There seemed to be nine lightning flashes in the blood, and there were also ridiculous vibrato, more body roaring, a kind of skill. And all the imprints, all poured into Dantian.

"Crazed!"

The subtle sounds sounded in Dantian, gradually expanding, spreading to every corner of the body of Lingfeng, like an old wooden door broken, more like a wall was pushed open, the purpose is golden and unpredictable bright!

Ps.. You are so terrible, a fierce savage, sixth in minutes.

The fragrance is very embarrassing, and I can only keep the four. This is my ten-hour battle, so don’t disappoint too little.

Is it a blowout tonight?

A 45-person vote, he is a dream of 20 votes, tea 11 votes, and there are thousands of votes that countless votes and two votes. To be honest, you are indeed qualified to disappoint me.

You have strength, so you cow!

A small fragrance to ask your grandfather!