The dark black, suffocating heat that is incompatible with this heaven and earth, is still more than ten zhang away from Ling Feng, Bing Xuan, Ao Bingyue, Ye Wudao, Xiaoxiao and others all feel that they are fish jumping on the water, dehydrated, and their clothes are about to melt. [Ran^Text^Library] []. [774] [buy]. [com]

Even the face of Bei Yingyu, who has always been light and light, was solemn.

It can be seen that the power contained in it can no longer be described in common words.

Ling Feng stared at the dark ten million fire demons swept in, motionless like a rock.

He just said that he defeated Long Yun and broke the army in two moves, which was indeed a bit of a big support.

Among his many hole cards, only Doomsday can easily erase him, and the other hole cards do not seem to be enough.

The Doomsday Judgment is the last resort for him to compete with the Divine Destiny God War Heaven, and naturally he can't use it.

At this moment, Ling Feng was struggling with how to redeem his promise.

"Brother Feng, I like this fire!"

At this moment, the whiner in Ling Feng's body emitted a trace of longing.

A gleam flashed in Ling Feng's eyes.

Although the dark flame of the Long Yun Breaking Army was unpredictable, how could it compete with the king born from the flames, the Purple Fire in the Heart of the Earth?

"Long Yun Pojun, you and I, an expert who plays with fire, are you in the water in your brain?"

Just when everyone thought that Ling Feng was powerless to parry, he suddenly raised his head, opened his mouth, like a long whale swallowing water, and sucked sharply ahead.

The surrounding air flow was quickly drained, revealing a vacuum whirlpool, and I saw thousands of terrifying fire demons, like a hundred rivers in the sea, turning into a fountain of fire and burrowing into Ling Feng's stomach.

"He—He's devoured thousands of holy flames into his stomach?"

It was like seeing the undead in broad daylight, and the hundreds of thousands of living beings watching the battle gasped.

If it weren't for the fact that there were still traces of the burned space in the space, they would probably think that Fang Cai's scene was just a dream.

"Ling Feng, how the hell did you do it?"

Long Yun Pojun's face had no other expression except disbelief.

The power of the 'Holy Fire Sutra' is the famous skill of his Longyun family. Among them, he knows very well.

If he was swept away, even the throne in the late stage of the Heavenly and Human Realm would be seriously injured, and Ling Feng actually swallowed it all with flesh and blood?

What is his body made of, so strong that it can devour the flames?

This is not only the hundreds of thousands of living beings present who do not understand and cannot figure it out. Even the ice swirl, proud of the ice moon. Bei Yingyu, Ye Wudao and others couldn't understand it.

At this moment, they were all dumbfounded, showing the Dao, dominating the sky, and the eyes of Moke Wuliang and others were also full of incomprehension.

Even if they broke their heads, they couldn't have imagined that Ling Feng was nothing more than a bridge, and the protagonist who drew the flames was Woo.

Divine Fate God Zhantian glanced deeply at Ling Feng. A strong battle intent rose in his eyes.

From this moment on, he finally admitted that Ling Feng was indeed qualified to fight him.

"Now it's my turn. ”

Ling Feng said in a deep voice: "The first move, the Ancient Desolation Sutra, move the universe with one finger!"

His fingers slowly lifted and slowly rolled forward, looking extremely heavy and difficult.

Huhuhuhu-

Suddenly. The ground swelled with the power of the earth, like a miasma, and the breath carried a strong barren atmosphere, making people feel like they were in a brown-yellow world.

Countless surging earth forces gathered together and turned into a giant finger dozens of zhang wide and long.

The moment the giant finger was formed, the surrounding mountains emitted a 'boom' sound.

Hundreds of thousands of creatures in the square. The Venerables of the Creation Realm, including Doom, Tribulation, Miaoyu, Manifestation, and so on, were all moved.

Their eyes couldn't help but glance around.

I saw that around, among the countless majestic mountains, the green mountains and green waters withered at a speed visible to the naked eye. There was an air of desolation, the decadence of death.

This kind of strange scene is like someone quickly draining the vitality within dozens of kilometers around it.

The lack of vitality in the vast mountains around him frantically gathered on the top of Ling Feng's head, in the barren fingerprints dozens of zhang long.

At this moment, the barren aura of the fingerprints skyrocketed, filled with the breath of destruction and death, and faintly, there was a trace of dark black fire on the surface, making a crackling and burning sound.

"The dragon army breaks the army and suffers death!"

Ling Feng's face shot out two streaks of ice mist, and his raised finger slammed forward.

The Ancient Barren Realm is a starless elemental technique, and it will continue to skyrocket as the cultivator's cultivation progresses, and the grade will become higher and higher, and the power will become greater and greater.

In the past, Ling Feng's strength was too weak, so he couldn't exert the power of the Ancient Desolation Sutra.

But as he broke through the Heavenly Man, the power of the Ancient Desolation Sutra had also reached about the top grade of the ground level, but if he wanted to crush Long Yun's army, it was definitely not enough.

But there are two moves in total, and he still has a backhand!

Hula –

Dozens of zhang of barren fingerprints rolled down, the heavens and the earth sank, a little bit of shattering, and where they passed, they hurried up a few zhang high, forcing the disciples who were a little closer to watch the battle too late to evacuate, holding their heads one by one, prostrate on the ground, lingering for a long time.

"Floating like a dream, Feihong has a seal, Feihong has a seal!"

Locked by the coercion of the Ancient Desolation Finger, it was too late for Long Yun to break the army to avoid the edge for the time being.

At this moment, he gritted his teeth, pursed his mouth, his face was full of hideous color, his fingers pressed to his eyebrows, and he saw a cluster of golden light shoot out, turning into the outline of a flying hong, spreading the wings of the golden runes, and slamming his teeth and claws into the ancient desolate fingers......

Boom –

The two terrifying energies collided together, like hundreds of thousands of tons of explosives exploding at the same time, causing the ground of the square to crack inch by inch, and countless stone slabs were lifted dozens of feet high by the qi, and then turned into nothingness little by little.

"Fly your grandma's seal!"

Ling Feng had long expected that the Ancient Desolation Finger would not be able to do anything, and his feet moved like an arrow from the string, shooting away.

"Kill the gods!"

Long Yun Pojun's face appeared a touch of blood, raised his palms, and went to worship, and in an instant, a blood-red blade appeared in the palm of his hand, fierce and monstrous, soaring away, bringing up a semi-circular arc, cutting the space in front of him into pieces.

"Qilin Shaking Arm!"

Ling Feng let out a loud shout, and his fist was wrapped in raging purple fire, like a violently rotating drill, strangled away, and ploughed out two waves of spatial qi.

"He—He's going to use his flesh and blood to slash the gods?"

"Is Ling Feng crazy? The coercion revealed by Long Yun Po Army's god-killing slash is at least an incredible artifact, how could the flesh and blood body shake the artifact?"

Ning Lu Feng's disciple gasped.

For Ling Feng's style of play, they couldn't figure it out at all.

Snort -

The Qilin Heaven-Shaking Arm and the God-Slayer Slash collided together, and the extremely sharp blood blade crushed against Ling Feng's knuckles, as if slashing on fine iron, and was actually blocked.

Seeing such a situation, even Venerable Miaoyu's face showed a look of solemnity and appreciation.

Ling Feng exceeded her expectations again and again, making an indescribable shock emerge in her heart! If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )