The first seven hundred and thirty-two chapters suddenly abandon you!

Before the waste soil.

More than 30 true gods are confronting each other, the momentum is suffocating, the middle momentum is smashing, the endless screams are stirred up, and the void is torn apart. The space debris has become shattered at this moment. Only the momentum of the true God can form such a terrible picture. .

Ling Feng volleyed and stood still, and now he is not alone. The anti-God behind him is his strong backing.

Geshiye Witch, the rain is cold and clear!

These jade fairys have grown stronger. They are the real **** trees in the Star Road. They are not afraid of the wind and rain. They face life and death. Even if they are the gods, they must fall down. Each of them has been able to fight the true God.

This is the confidence of Ling Feng!

The twelve Taoist priests and other gods have changed their faces. They have not thought that the situation will evolve to this extent. The anti-God of the eight-level true **** level is not in their eyes, but Ye Xinran, Ling Qing, and Han Ruyue are Let them feel the danger of the breath.

What's more, behind Ye Xinran, there are Wang Lao and God's gods, which are all true gods. They are not inferior to them in strength, but have an overwhelming advantage in numbers.

How is this going?

There are fewer people bullying people!

"Is it amazing?"

"The thorn is not irritating?"

“Unhappy?”

Ling Feng repeatedly asked, the corner of his mouth had been opened. After feeling the atmosphere of the old Taoist, he let the back of the gods fall behind, for the moment, this is the "ecstasy" he wants to give to the old Taoist.

Normally, he was beaten by him, and there are not many people who dare to come. The power of the old Taoist is not enough. Therefore, Ling Feng guessed that the old Taoist was afraid to lead the gods, and only then could he suppress him.

Regrettably.

The old Taoist priest is the true God of the world. He does not know what is happening in the rainway. He does not know that Lingfeng is not a weak force. He has a brother who has a red face and has his own power.

The gods are all right, destined to suppress the eight wild!

"Stimulate your uncle!"

The old Taoist priest was straight, and he thought things too simple, but he did not see Lingfeng. In this year, he was shocked and perverted. Who would have thought that this goods had such a big ticket?

If I knew it early, did Dao’s have long been running?

"Old way, you have to calm down, but you can run!" Ling Feng "planned".

"..."

The old Taoist beard must be mad, is there any more direct irony than this? Now he knows that this product can't afford it, and he is very vengeful. He is afraid that even if he won't find it, the goods will cross the domain.

"Hey, there are more than a dozen real gods in the district. I only know when I have played it!" said the old Taoist.

"Then you mean that you don't run this time?" Ling Feng shouted.

"His uncle!"

The old Taoist swears in his heart, this cargo opening is a pit, one satirizes his way of running on the Yanyue Star Road, one is forcing him to express his position, if he loses, then wash the white child.

Does he dare?

Can he respond?

But it should not be still not enough.. "Hey, Dao is just a strategic transfer, not running, you can not misunderstand!"

"But you still ran away!"

"Uncle, I only know when I hit it!"

When the voice fell, the old Taoist rushed to Lingfeng. He was fed up with the scent of the slut. He couldn't live with him if he didn't start playing, which would disrupt their rhythm.

choke!

A sword is squirted and straight to the wind, and in the process the bones fly out, emitting a fascinating sacred rainbow, forming a group of strange light, melting the way to swallow the fairy light, that the atmosphere of the world seems to be the whole The void is open, even if the space is uncontrollable.

This is the bones!

In the Yanyue Star Road, this bone made Ling Feng suffer, but the sky in the **** map can be suppressed, which is also the problem that the old Taoist is worried about.

Therefore, he used the bones as soon as he came up, and he wanted to play Lingfeng with a surprise.

However, Ling Feng just smiled, and did not sacrifice the meaning of the Tao. When the bones came flying, he calmed like a lake. When the bones were close, he raised his hand. Press forward.

One hand is shining and shining, and the nine-way power is exuding a suffocating atmosphere. Its star-studded, full of distinctive momentum has completely blended with Ling Feng and truly forms his power.

Hey!

The hand returned to the truth, and when it came forward, it radiated the light of the heavens and suppressed the strange bones in one fell swoop.

What are the wonders of the 30 million rhymes in the end?

This other gods don't know, and the gods don't know it. Only when the wind is clear, it is not only a wonderful thing, but a complete blend of the body and the nine spaces, so that it really goes to the road.

This is his way!

This is his world!

In the past, it was not that the nine spaces were not powerful enough, but that he did not have the master control, and he did not know the space. But now he is completely in control, and he is using the space, especially the mustard, which is more than the bones. The power of the world.

!

The bones are like they are hitting the mountains and rivers, and they are hard to stop. The strange light is gradually graying up. It can be shredded by the mustard seeds, and the power of the space is further swooped up and suppressed.

This process is like lightning, in the way that the old Taoist did not understand.

"you!"

The old Taoist eyes must fall down, and his face is pale. Before, he felt that the wind was terrible. Now he thinks that Lingfeng is too abnormal. This is only one or two years, Lingfeng has already reached this step.

A simple hand can't be cracked.

"What power is this?" the old Taoist exclaimed.

"Simply say you won't understand!"

Ling Feng pondered for a moment, squinting and laughing. "Let's do it, you come to experience it."

Finished.

His posture became serious, and he made a fist with one hand. He punched out with a punch. There was no loud bang, only a weak breath, it would be a strange light, piercing the thirty-three space.

The true return to the truth, the space to force to the limit of the punch!

The space is violently trembled. For example, the water wave is generally plowed by this boxing. The star that must be transformed by mustard seeds flies from the space and scatters to the whole sky. It is necessary to cover up the old Taoist priests.

The fists are in the mountains and rivers!

It is not a magical power. There is no fancy, it is a forbidden straight fist. Ling Feng is like a coward who does not understand martial arts. He is using the simplest method of punching to suppress opponents.

However, the old Taoist shudders, the punch seems ordinary, but it blocks all the living gates. Dodging is a luxury, only because the strength of the long punch to other places may be more powerful than the straight fist.

This is the real punch!

"The bones open the world!"

The old Taoist screamed and used the bones to face forward, and the strange light flew out three times.

One.

"what!"

The old Taoist priests flew and vomited blood. He wanted to suppress this fist, but found that it was a good wish. The punch was not only the birth of the door, but the destruction of the defense. If the bones don't work, the power is even worse.

Ling Feng is playing the real Tianwei of Mustard!

"Send you a slap!"

Ling Feng took a step forward and slapped it. There was no horrible futon leaf. Only the powerful space to let the true God suffocate, the ten Taoist powers of the old Taoist priests disappeared in an instant, and a slap in the middle broke out.

And the real slap has been printed on his chest.

This time he flew farther, the ribs were shattered, and the internal organs were all bloody, and if it wasn't true, the gods had already affected the roots.

"The real power of space?" he exclaimed.

"No, you will experience it again!"

Ling Feng’s mouth is very difficult to understand. It’s hard to understand that the gods can touch it. Can you understand and talk about it, and the old Taoist can’t understand it. Of course, if the old Taoist can understand, then the whole There will be changes in the battle.

!

Undoubtedly, the old Taoist priest then flew backwards, his chest was pierced through a hole, he did not want to live, cursed loudly, and hated the small metamorphosis of Lingfeng.

"What do you want me to die?"

“Is it interesting to bully the elderly?”

The old Taoist hysterical martyrdom, he did not want to smash Ling Feng, just want to suppress this goods, suppressing its arrogant arrogance, while washing off the "Tao Tong" brand, but this metamorphosis does not make people live.

"I am!"

When Ling Feng wants to shoot again, the old Taoist madness changes, and this will kill people if he fights again. He can only take it away.

The celestial damper illuminates, forming hundreds of odd lights, flying in different directions.

The old Taoist is very cautious. He knows that the wind is extraordinary. Now it is even more unparalleled. The previous way of walking away is afraid that it has already been thoroughly understood by him. He can only use this ban to confuse his sight.

Hundreds of odd lights, hundreds of roads, Ling Feng can seal a few gates?

"Yeah, there are quite a lot of tricks?"

Ling Feng laughed.

The next moment, his eyebrows shone, and the light swooped out like a ray of light, hitting the distance with lightning, but in the middle of the road, it suddenly dispersed and flew in different directions, and the door was full of life. It is also a hundred.

Gravity is the world, even if it is far apart, the gods can feel the power of the heavens, suppressing not only the body, but also the soul, but they can't see the light.

"what!"

The screams of screaming, from the distance, the old Taoist vomiting blood, hit by the ink. "Where is the bird feather!"

He was shot by a bird like a bird, and almost Dan Tian was pierced, and he was shocked by a cold sweat. The damage was too serious and the speed was slow, and he knew that it was Ling Feng’s mercy, otherwise the bird’s hair was beaten. The middle is not the abdomen, but the middle of Dantian.

He flew back and did not dare to leave.

"you win!"

The old Daoist said with a grin. "Dao Ye is now your captive, you can sell your life, but you are determined not to be a Taoist!"

"It does not matter!"

Ling Feng smiled. At the beginning, he suppressed the old Taoist priests. However, he wanted to use these true gods to suppress the four gods of Hengtian. Now he has improved his strength, different realms, and broad vision. He has never regarded Hengtian Sishen as an opponent. .

and.

He also felt that he had done too much at the beginning, and it was not enough to beat people once. He even played so many times and was addicted.

"What is that important?"

"Suddenly... I will dislike you!"