The third hundred and seventy-eight chapter six-level Wuhuang

Ice and snow are flying like ice.

Two rows of footprints, extending from the inside of the Icefield Mountains, a shallow, heavy, white snow, mixed with bright red blood, ice skates, cut the skin and hair.

She had ice **** on her little face, holding the wind tightly, step by step, and the little body was thin and weak in the snow.

Ling Feng's feet were pulled to the ground, and blood was flowing down in his mouth and body. He was already in a coma.

In that battle, he tried his best, even the fire was iced, and the double stones were exposed. However, they still couldn’t kill the Wusheng. If they didn’t have the proud birds, they might die in the Icefields today.

The proud bird was also injured. Although it killed the Wusheng, it also touched the light. It was the power that even the holy wing could not be blocked. Even if it was a trace, it was enough.

It is lying in the arms of Ling Feng.

Ice and snow, there is only one lonely and tearful Liu Shushu, she was also injured before, persisted in the cold for so long, scared, embarrassed, but also let her heart.

"Shu Shu!"

On the edge of the ice field, Liuliu first rushed over, and he looked anxious and found Liu Shushu's trace.

In fact, after Ling Feng and Liu Shushu entered the Icefield Mountains, he got the news. However, in the snow and ice world, it is not so easy to find someone. He is not a spiritual master.

However, he is not so worried. In the periphery of the Icefields, there are not many Lingfengs that can be injured. Even if they can't beat some holy beasts, it is no problem to want to escape with Liu Shushu.

However, he did not think that Liu Shushu was back, but Ling Feng was seriously injured and blood flowed.

"grandfather!"

Liu Shushu stood in the same place, his eyes passed through the snow and fell on the Liuyao.

Her voice choked, her body trembled, but her eyes were very firm. She didn't rush to Liuliu, but she gave Lingfeng his hand and smiled palely.

thump!

The next moment, she fell to the ground.

The small building is green and the shadows are horizontal.

The Lingfeng plate was sitting on the futon, his eyes were closed, and his injuries had healed. However, the blood was still there, and he had not withered and looked shocked.

Five days have passed since the battle.

Undoubtedly, Liu Yao is angry. He has learned the truth from Liu Shushu. Someone wants to kill his most precious granddaughter. If it is not Lingfeng, Liu Shushu may become a It has a body.

This made him angry and angry.

Later, he personally walked into the iceberg mountain range and brought out the half-sacred bones. Unfortunately, the latter's face was strange and the Liu medicine could not be remembered.

He talked with Ling Feng for a long time. When he came out, the anger subsided, and the Thunder was extinguished. It seemed to be light and light, but there was a haze in the fundus.

After experiencing this test of life and death, Liu Shushu has become a lot more stable, not so arrogant, but to let Liu Yao laugh and cry, she used to go out to catch the wind, and now I am going out.

Is she my granddaughter? !

Liu Yao’s face was full of smiles, and he was very gratified. Although this time it was very dangerous, but Xiao Yan’s change was in his eyes. It felt like he had changed someone. Not only did he not have hostility, but he began to practice hard. She is like Growed up overnight.

"Ling Feng, this is the meat of my roast meat. Although it is a little paste, should I be able to eat it?"

Soon after, Xiao Yan walked in, holding two black things in his hands, still braving the blue smoke, her white face, dyed like a big cat.

“Hey?”

Ling Feng was shocked. He looked at the animal legs in Liu Shushu's hands. How did it feel like an alternative poison? This little girl wouldn't change it a way. To poison himself?

"Cough, actually I am not hungry."

After that, Ling Feng flashed people. Recently, Xiao Yan is indeed somewhat "hardworking", so Ling Feng is a bit too much to eat. Compared with the previous look, the current Xiao Yan is quite a bit difficult to deal with.

"Hey, is this girl a tigress?" Liu Shushu snorted, and the thief looked at Ling Feng, and then he smiled very satisfied.

Do not think that saving her life, it can be written off, Xiao Yan is very vengeful, now that I found the weakness of Ling Feng, naturally can not easily let go.

"Soft knife kills!"

Ling Feng smiled a bit, this little girl is too difficult.

After two hours, he calmed down and sat on a low mountain. His eyes looked very deep. This battle made him full of vigilance, such as the same slap to wake him up.

This is a genius-like Wu Sheng, if you are a true genius?

In the secret of St. Yan, he met Xu Yin, but it was only a ruling country in the south, but now he is facing a more horrible warrior, Lingdao is also considered, and the Holy Island.

He has no doubt that if he encounters a genius like a sharp knife that can fight in both the level and the power of the Emperor, it is truly terrible.

Ling Feng has always felt that the Trinity is the strongest. However, it has only been discovered that he has not come to an end in every martial art and has gone to the extreme.

Go to a top-ranking peak!

"It's time to break through!"

Ling Feng took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

He knows that he wants to sharpen the most sharp combat power. It can't be done in the day and night. The wilderness is an opportunity. Of course, before that, he must first improve his combat effectiveness.

If you don't die, you will live, and you will become stronger when you live!

The empty road is slowly running, from fast-forwarding to the back, and it is as fast as thunder.

Every piece of flesh and blood of Ling Feng is trembled. The burning veins are combined with the mysterious veins. They absorb the heavens and the earth. If the naked eye can see them, they will find the air around them, and they will be evacuated in an instant, all entering Lingfeng's body.

The mysterious world of the world is full of enthusiasm, coming crazy.

Ling Feng’s body is getting brighter and brighter, and the dark golden light is like a flashing sheet metal in the sun. In his Dantian, the heavens and the earth are constantly gathering and squeezing, and then they burst into flames. Broken, flying a filigree from the inside.

At first, the flame was not conspicuous, but as time went by, the flame became brighter and burning, and after three hours, it turned into a blazing flame.

The fifth burning flame, the fifth-level Wuhuang!

"not enough!"

Ling Feng gave a low voice and found a Juhuang Dan from his arms. This was taken from the proud bird. The latter is a pit bird, and it will always be private.

However, now Ling Feng is naturally not polite, he wants to become stronger.

A Juhuangdan was swallowed into the abdomen, the entrance was instant, the horrible drug completely ran away, and stirred in the Lingfeng body, and under the void road, it became a filigree flame, and merged with the heaven and earth.

"Cry, shout..."

The flames pulsate, like an elf, the hot atmosphere, so that the grass around the wind has withered, and the ground is burnt.

"boom!"

In the night sky, a sudden explosion, the Lingfeng was shocked out, his dantian pain, the whole person was distorted, but his face burned with joy.

Because, he broke through.

At this moment, in Dantian, the two new flames are slowly burning, and the dark golden light contains a terrible momentum, like a fist, to open the earth and the earth.

They surround the fire like ice, such as the stars dotted with the sun.

Six levels of Emperor!

Ling Feng’s heart is overjoyed. This is what he has to do. The four-level Wuhuang is still weaker. He is already very reluctant to compete with the 9th-level Wuhuang. Now his strength has obviously improved.

Just the identity of the warrior, you can fight half a holy.

Of course, this is not enough, because what he will face next will be even more dangerous. However, this breakthrough is not a one-off move. For the burning of the flames, Ling Feng should also be tempered and controlled. He used to sit on the ground. I feel that I have mastered the control of the burning flame.

However, it is only now that it is only the tip of the iceberg, far from reaching the level of the Wusheng.

"Silk..."

After another hour, Ling Feng opened his eyes and felt that the six burning flames had been completely stabilized. His heart was loose. It can be said that because of the existence of fire like ice in Dantian, he became vigilant. A little careless, there will be "fire", that is the most terrible result.

"Warriors and spiritual masters can't be upgraded so quickly... The road to physical repair is even more difficult." Ling Feng looked up at the starry sky and shook his head with a smile. If there were not enough resources, he would stop. Bronze spirits.

Just double stone is not enough!

"I hope that the wilderness will not let me down." He snorted.

"But the nine days of killing are different."

When the Wusheng was killed, the proud bird took the three storage rings and got a lot bigger than Ling Feng. There are not only various herbs, spiritual sources, ground sources, but also several ancient books. .

Among them is the "Nine Days Kill".

Ling Feng finally knows why the Wu Sheng can temper the Holy Light to that extent. This martial art is extraordinary. It is not limited to weapons. It can be a knife or a sword. It can also be a spear. The most important thing about the trench is that it has only one style.

A simple blow!

However, that Wu Sheng can play the power of nine days of killing, because it represents the control of the power of the battle, nine days is the nine heavens, this is the control of the division of their own power, the more the control is deeper, the power that can be killed Stronger.

A nine-kill, this is what Wu Sheng can do.

However, Ling Feng always feels that these nine days of killing, it seems that it is not the limit, it seems to have the following.