Seeing that Ling Feng was extremely cunning, Dapeng Wings were furious, like sharp blades of sharp blades, their wings turned sharply, like spirals, plowing out two waves of rolling qi several feet high on the surface of the water, and the momentum was extremely overwhelming.

The waves rolled, and countless strange-shaped fish, shrimp and crabs flew up in the brown and yellow water, suspended on the surface of the water.

However, Ling Feng had already sunk into the brown water for more than a few feet, and the rolling waves of the water could hardly affect him.

Seeing that Ling Feng had gotten to the bottom of the water and was slow to come out, the big peng wing still refused to leave, hovering in the void, waiting for the prey to show its head.

Although Ling Feng's breath-holding skills are powerful, there is also a limit, and after staying underwater for nearly an hour, Ling Feng couldn't bear it, and his head poked out of the water, intending to take a breath.

At this moment, the wings of the Great Peng, who refused to leave, pinched the right time, spread their wings, and swooped down towards Ling Feng again.

The injuries on Ling Feng's body had not yet recovered, and he was not the opponent of Dapeng Wing at this time, and after changing his breath, he immediately shrank his head in the brown water.

Roc Wings seem to be disgusted by the brown water, and whenever the wings and the brown water are about to rub past, they rush up.

After failing to catch Ling Feng three times or twice, this Dapeng Wing did not give up, and still circled back and forth on the surface of the water under Ling Feng.

Ling Feng had been training in the brown water these days, and he was already familiar with the suction power in the brown water, and his body slowly sank, running a milky white liquid to recover from his injuries.

After about seven or eight hours, Ling Feng felt that the injuries on his body had healed. Just check what is going on in your body.

He found that after the life-and-death struggle with Dapeng Wing, the qi and blood of his flesh soared again. Seventy blood lines were condensed.

"The experience of life and death can really stimulate the potential of one's physical body the fastest. ”

Ling Feng was surprised and delighted.

Even if ordinary people know the benefits of training in the sea of suffering, but the physical body is not as strong as Ling Feng, they can only increase in vain.

This is the benefit of cultivating according to the Heavenly Monument of the Divine Domain, turning the impossible into a possibility, breaking the shackles again and again, and improving with the improvement of cultivation. In the future, Ling Feng's achievements are far from being comparable to ordinary martial artists.

A few hours later. Ling Feng completely recovered from his injuries and drilled out of the water, and when Dapeng saw his prey appear, his wings flapped sharply. Let out a long howl of anger.

Ling Feng was not afraid, and his fist containing 100,000 jin of huge power slammed into the air.

"Boom!"

A loud bang resounded through the heavens and the earth.

The body of the Great Roc Wing was shaken by Ling Feng's blow, and several iron-black feathers fell into the brown water.

And Ling Feng was also uncomfortable, the powerful anti-shock force forced the five internal organs in his body to turbulent violently, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood arrows.

The Roc Wing did not give up, and swooped down again because the speed was too fast. The surrounding space is slightly distorted.

"Are you still coming?"

Ling Feng shot up, standing on top of the ship, his fist as heavy as Tarzan. Bombarded towards the Void.

With the continuous condensation of the blood line in his body, the qi and blood in his body skyrocketed little by little, from the beginning he was not the opponent of Dapeng Wing at all, but at this moment, he was already able to compete with Dapeng Wing head-on.

"Flutter!"

"Woohoo!"

One person and one soul beast fought frantically, and Ling Feng was defeated in less than half an hour from the beginning. Later, I was able to hold on for one hour, two hours. Five Hours......

Every time Ling Feng was injured, he quickly dived into the brown water to recuperate his injuries, and when his injuries recovered, he drilled out of the water again to provoke Dapeng Wing.

As Ling Feng's qi and blood soared, the pressure brought to him by the Great Peng Wing became lighter and lighter.

A day passed like this.

At this time, ninety-five blood lines had been condensed in Ling Feng's body, and he would not fall into the disadvantage of fighting with Dapeng Wing naked.

Dapeng Wing also realized that Ling Feng seemed to regard himself as a tool for cultivation.

In the course of more than a day, the cultivation of this humble human being below has increased extremely quickly, and at this time, he actually has a tendency to be helpless.

Dapeng Wing had long lost his patience, his wings turned sharply, and the surrounding space was instantly turbulent.

I saw the tail slammed down, like a sharp divine sword, and when the head was crushed, with a strong aura of destruction, it was unstoppable.

"Are you going to fight hard?"

Ling Feng's eyes froze, he knew that losing this time would be death. At the moment, the frenzied operation of the Ancient Desolation Sutra.

The power of the earth around him frantically gathered together, entwining Ling Feng, his fingers quietly stood up, and he pointed forward, and ten primeval runes struck violently, with a breath of destruction and earth, rolling down......

Between heaven and earth, the wind and clouds change suddenly.

The power of the earth, the iron feathers, the brown water, and the three strands of energy spread outward in a circle, and the violent fluctuations caused by the collision forced the surrounding cliffs and stone walls to burn.

The rocks on the mountain walls were burned by the fire, swept by the wind, and washed by the water, and all of them turned into powder, and fell into the brown and yellow rivers below.

The three strands of energy were about to dissipate, and the Dapeng spit out blood arrows from his wings, fell directly, planted into the brown water, and floated on the surface of the water instead, and those who were already dead could no longer die.

After killing the Roc Wing, Ling Feng let out a long sigh of relief.

Ever since Ling Feng had broken through the sixth layer of the Mortal Realm, his understanding of the Ancient Desolation Sutra had reached an unbelievable state.

At this moment, Ling Feng, once he used the Ancient Desolation Finger, could already drive ten Ancient Runes against the enemy.

The starless Yuan Technique of the Ancient Desolation Sutra is extremely mysterious and weird, and each time one more rune is struck, the power is doubled.

Ten primeval runes, the power and five are completely incomparable, and it is only natural to kill the Great Roc Wing.

Ling Feng had an instinct that if he used ten primeval runes to crush a martial artist at the ninth level of the Mortal Realm, it would undoubtedly be as simple as pinching mud.

Of course, it was only for ordinary Mortal Realm Ninefold Martial Artists.

If he encountered a ninth-layer martial artist whose essence and spirit had been extinguished several times, Ling Feng would not even have the strength to resist at all.

Ling Feng retracted his thoughts and checked the situation in his body.

After the past few days of training, the blood lines in his body have condensed ninety-five, and there are still four left from his goal.

At this moment, as long as Ling Feng was willing, he could fuse the condensed ninety-five blood threads like twisting a rope and step into the doorrail of the seventh layer of the Mortal Realm.

However, he didn't want to do this, because the last four blood lines were very important, and if he condensed one more, he would break the limit of his body's potential, and he would go faster on the path of cultivation in the future.

Although Ling Feng really wanted to get through this boundless brown river and explore the Tower of Babel, the appearance of the Great Roc Wings at the moment made him dispel this idea.

Since there are soul beasts on both sides of this river, as they go deeper, more powerful soul beasts will definitely appear, and with the current state of Ling Feng, they will definitely not be able to resist it, so they can only leave temporarily.

In the process of swimming back to the shore, Ling Feng originally wanted to take the body of the Great Pengyi away, but the spatial ring had already been filled with the Five Elements Dementor Coffin, and it could not accommodate such a huge corpse, so he could only dispel this method. (