Chapter 954

Valkyrie!

Like the dragon's breath, you can shock the group of beasts and make them bow down, but Ling Feng is obviously an alternative. He even swears by the gods, will he care about this momentum?

What's more, can you cast a monument in the battlefield of the gods, and the momentum of the Wushu can be oppressed?

The sneer in the heart of the king, these three old people are too frivolous, the power that this person can represent is terrible. It can be said that as long as they dare to do something about the ridiculous door, then the ridiculous door will be angry, it is all some strange "When people are angry, God knows what will happen?"

"I am human!"

Ling Feng smiled lightly and was unaffected. It was a bag of air, which made the king stunned. He clearly remembered that the girl in the gods was injured and was kicked off the battlefield. Poor Yu Longzong So dead on the battlefield, one did not survive.

This is a violent guy, absolutely not so good to speak.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation!

"A Wu Zun?" The old man in the gray robe sneaked and said with a sneer. "It is said that you have some connections with the Holy Land, but I want to give Xuan Tianzong Yu Yu... Oh, now it is Xuankong Zong, give them compensation. ?"

"You are not sick?"

"What do you think?" Ling Feng laughed at the people and animals. This result was what he had expected. It was just a process to make the holy land of Xishen Island clear.

"Oh, the king is defeated!"

The old man in the gray robe was full of indifference and shouted. "The era of Xuantianzong has passed, but some people die and do not repent, but also want to counterattack my three great gods, then it is unforgivable."

"But, Xuan Kongzong has been very low these years, and his ambitions have long been wiped out." Ling Feng said.

"Yu Yu will eventually resurrect!" said the old man in purple robe, which also represents the attitude of the three major gods to them. A Wu Zun wants them to give up?

Is it too whimsical?

It is true that the current Xuankongzong really does not threaten their status, but there is the foundation of Xuantianzong. Once it rises, it is a big trouble, and it is necessary to remove the roots. This is still true.

"The old man should not be so angry!"

Ling Feng said very calmly. "No matter how fresh and refined you will be attacked by Xuan Tianzong, but I don't care."

He couldn't be violent, so he went on to say, "I know that you are a **** now, and the Xuankong dynasty is too weak. You have such qualifications in a condescending attitude."

"However, I always want to give Xuankong Zong a little way to live. I don't think they will come up with some **** medicines, artifacts and the like."

"Ha ha!"

The gray robe old man had already been mad at the air, but it was because there were other people present, no seizures, he smiled coldly. "Boy, who do you think you are? Artifact, magic medicine?"

"Do you think it's ridiculous?"

"I think this idea is feasible." The old man in purple robe smiled grimly.

"Oh? So the old man is accepting the advice?" Ling Feng's eyes lit up, seemingly full of expectations.

"Let Xuan Tianzong Yu Yu, bring his own head one by one." Purple robe old man said sternly.

"..."

The smile on Ling Feng’s face collapsed instantly. He blinked and said, “Is it true that the three great gods really don’t give Xuankong a chance?”

"Kids, today three of us can come, it is already on the face of the Holy Land."

The old man in the white robe snorted and said, "Young people know that they are going forward and retreating. It is not something that they are taking on themselves. Be careful to die!"

"You are threatening me?" Ling Feng smiled.

The king’s heart sinks, this is a pit. If the three dare to say it, then as long as the wind blows, the waste gate will kill the three great gods in the first time. At that time, the holy land of Xishen Island did not dare to say “no”. word.

"Threaten you?"

The old man in white robe looked down at Ling Feng and said, "I can kill you if I raise my hand, why threaten."

"You want to kill me?" Ling Feng stood up and watched the old man in white robe with vigilance.

"What if you kill you?"

The old man in white robe was vomiting blood by the wind, and raising his hand was a wave of his hand, and he hit it directly on Ling Feng. "啵", Ling Feng fell 30 feet and his body crashed into a wooden building. It’s only a stop.

He vomited blood, his eyes were dim, his body was smashed, and he looked very hurt.

Time has settled!

The three old people are all a glimpse. This is different from what they imagined. It is also a Wu Zun. How to say it will resist, but the latter is unprepared.

Is it a waste wood?

The king’s heart was sinking, his eyelids were groaning, and terrible things still happened. At that moment, he also felt that the ridiculous small seven would resist, and thus did not stop in time, but now the ridiculous small vomiting blood is seriously injured, this is in the fan The slap in the holy land of Xishen Island will also really anger the desert door.

"One palm!"

Ling Feng’s walk came over and said, “I’m on the verge of Xuankong’s ancestor, I don’t know if the three can let go of Xuankong Zong?”

"Don't think that you have something to do with the Holy Land, I will not kill you!"

The old man in white robe said sullenly. Before the Holy Land came to mention, he did not know who would negotiate with them. The indifferent look could escape the three old characters.

Therefore, they have no fear.

"If you don't think it's enough, you can play it!" Ling Feng said with a sigh of relief. "I am only a Wu Zun, not as a **** of war, but there are still three or two bones."

"..."

The three old people looked at each other and, after all, did not kill the person. It is okay to hurt this person. But to kill this person, it is equivalent to offending the holy place. The consequences are unimaginable.

"The kid, the bones are hard, but they are just a coward."

The old man in purple robe waved his hand and flew away. He was too lazy to take care of Ling Feng.

"see a visitor out!"

The gray robe old man yelled, and immediately someone flew over, forcing Ling Feng and Yu Wang to step back.

"The matter is here, Xuankong Zong will do all the fighting!"

When they retreated to the mountain gate, Ling Feng sang in the sky, his eyes filled with chilling momentum, the purpose has been reached, and there is no need to pretend.

"Don't die!"

The four words are like blood, which represents the determination of the **** battle of Xuankong Zong!

......

"Hey brother, there is more trouble today." Ling Feng swallowed a medicinal herb, sincerely said.

The king’s eyes flashed, and this person’s feelings for him were very wrong. Since entering the Shenjian Zong, he has been placing his posture very low. Under the oppression of the three great gods, he stepped back and even took advantage of the Valkyrie’s palm. The injury is indeed not light. .

"Why?" Wang Wang shook his head.

"I have tried my best, but the three great gods are too deceiving. The Xuankong Zong is weak, but it is not impossible to fight!" Ling Feng said angrily.

"This battle... is it related to the gods?"

"No!"

Ling Feng shook his head and said, "If God is desolate, do you think I will be so whispered?"

The king was silent, and he said for a long time. "But it will eventually alarm the gods."

"But I have no choice!"

Ling Feng said bitterly. "Xuankong Zong is the root of Liu Shushu. I can't watch it die. I have to do something."

"I know!"

Yan Wang smiled, this guy is really a lot of love, his record is as good as his romantic resounding.. "However, if there is a crisis of life and death, my holy land of Xishen Island will keep you safe."

"This is too complicated, you still don't want to get in."

Ling Feng thanked Wang Wang for his kindness. Once the fight was counter-attacked, the whole situation fell to one side. What was the situation of Xishen Island at that time?

He has no habit of picking peaches.

......

Holy Land of Xishen Island.

The Lord is looking into the distance, and the king has returned, and the little seven has gone.

"The last power is confrontation with Shenzong?"

The Holy Spirit feels incredible. What does this ridiculous little seven want to do? Why didn't he even feel right?

And when the king of the fifteenth and tenth of the things went through one after another, the Lord was also angry and frowning.. "The three idiots, even the ridiculous little seven dare to fight, is to bring out the enchanting enchanting What?"

A true phoenix, trapped in the Holy Land, that is the beast.

But once she comes out, it will be a disaster, it is a devil!

"This thing is very tricky. Do you want to stop the Three Emperors?" asked Wang.

"No!"

The Lord thought for a moment and shook his head and said: "This is not a simple matter. God is not plugged in. We can't get involved. Now things are not clear. If such a rash shot, once the direction is gone, the holy land of Xishen Island will be involved. Right and wrong."

"Yes!"

......

Just as Ling Feng was flying all the way and heading for the Kingdom of God, the news of the negotiations was like a long wing, flying to the Xuankong sect, and also flew to the anti-God of the distant Wu Kingdom.

"The people vomit blood, and the three martial gods in the negotiations suddenly shot."

"The human being came to us to find a **** way. This is a shame against God. Is the three great gods?"

"Kill, kill something, dare to kill the man, can not be forgiven!"

......

Against the wrath of the gods, anger and anger!

The news sent by the butterfly has clearly stated that the lord is trying to rebel against the gods, and then he has to endure the sigh of the air and bear the palm of his hand. This undoubtedly stimulates the anti-God, and the anti-God suffers such insults, in order to let Anti-God can smoothly enter Xishen Island.

In this case, they do not accept failure!

Only the three great gods are exhausted!

"Blood, can you abuse?"

Ye Xinran looked up at Tianyu, proud and overbearing.. "Don't shout, don't anger, but we must be angry!"

"In the beginning, in the jihad, the butterfly was humiliated as a month, and the gods died. Do you know what the people are doing?"

Against the gods, the eyes are hot and listening carefully.

"The people said faintly.. Let them bury them!" Ye Xinran said with a loud voice. "In that battle, the lord and the lord swayed the sacred sect of the sacred dragon, punching and punching with one punch and one punch. The slashing, only in this way can be cleaned against the shame of the gods, but this is not enough!"

"Now the man is shamed, what are we going to do?"

Rebellious people do not speak, but everyone's eyes are full of wild light, silence does not mean no anger, suffocating in the heart, will make that anger continually brewing roar.

"Military!"