Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 1107 Burial Wind Field! (2 more)
"Things that go into the pocket of this divine beast are gone!"

The cheap donkey's eyes widened, and he stared at Ling Feng vigilantly. This bastard, the abacus has actually hit this beast!

The last time he was in the Demon Emperor's Palace, he was almost "squeezed" dry by Ling Feng. This essence and blood bead is his treasure for recovery. After all, he is not as lucky as Ling Feng, but Mu Qianxue contribute silently.

"It's hard to get fat on your own. There are two left, one for you and one for me. Good things have to be shared!"

Ling Feng knew that this cheap ass was actually hard-spoken and soft-hearted, and he refused on the surface, but when he spoke, he had already acquiesced in his heart.

It's just that hypocrisy still needs to be hypocritical, which also corresponds to the sentence: bitch is hypocritical!
In the end, Ling Feng promised the cheap donkey to find a good treasure next time, and let the cheap donkey take the lead, so this guy was very reluctant to take out a blood essence and blood bead.

In fact, with the cooperation of the two, He Chou couldn't find a treasure more precious than the essence and blood beads.

In Ling Feng's hands, he already had two Seals of the Five Emperors, and the "Shenhuang Treasure Box", known as the most precious treasure in Xuanling Continent, which is equivalent to two treasures!

After getting the essence and blood beads, Ling Feng practiced in seclusion for two days.

During these two days, Ling Feng's previously wasted energy returned to him again.

After all, with Mu Qianxue at the expense of his own divine blood to rebuild Ling Feng's foundation, although his realm has plummeted and skyrocketed several times, as long as his foundation is solid, basically there will be no major problems.

Because of the previous breakthrough, this time absorbing the energy of the Jingyuan blood bead basically did not encounter any bottlenecks. In two days, Ling Feng returned to the third level of the Shenyuan realm, and the Jingyuan blood bead There is still about half of the power left.

Last time Ling Feng had a hard time, the berserk power in the essence blood bead almost made him explode, so this time he didn't dare to swallow it directly, but absorbed and refined it little by little, although the efficiency was slower, But it's better to be safe.

Two days later, Ling Feng and the cheap donkey went out together.

The ass was afraid that Ling Feng would take his last Jingyuan blood bead, so he swallowed the remaining Jingyuan blood bead in one gulp. With his demon emperor-level physique, he couldn't bear it. come over.

After going out this time, the cheap donkey's strength has basically recovered by [-]% to [-]%. With the stamina of the essence and blood beads, after he fully recovers, it is estimated that he can directly break through to the level of the middle-level demon emperor.

There is still one day left before the deadline given by the ghost-faced devil Lin Canglang, Ling Feng did not dare to delay any longer, and let Li Bufan take the soldiers of the Tianfeng Battalion back to Tianmang Fortress first, and then set off for Lin Canglang The funeral wind that Lang said.

"Oh no!"

At this moment, Jiang Xiaofan's voice came from outside the door, and he rushed into the big tent in a hurry, frowning deeply, he said, "Big...Brother, Lin...Senior Sister Lin...she's gone!"

"what?"

Ling Feng frowned, needless to say, this woman must have gone to bury Fengyuan by herself!
After all, the matter was related to her father, and there were still two of them, so he couldn't ask Lin Xian'er to calm down at all.

"Brother, it's all my fault. I saw that Senior Sister Lin was in the camp all the time, but this morning, Senior Sister Lin disappeared."

Jiang Xiaofan looked at Ling Feng with an apologetic face, a little afraid to look directly into Ling Feng's eyes.

Ling Feng patted Jiang Xiaofan's shoulder lightly, signaling him not to blame himself.

With Lin Xian'er's cleverness, if she wanted to sneak out, how could Jiang Xiaofan be able to see it.

After all, although Jiang Xiaofan is no longer that simple and honest country boy, his mind is still too simple.

"Now is not the time to say that."

Ling Feng shook his head, and sighed softly: "It seems that my persistence was wrong. Now I can only hope to find her on the road. If even she falls into the hands of Lin Canglang..."

Ling Feng frowned. The current Lin Canglang has completely lost his humanity, and he can't hope that he will have any father-daughter affection for Lin Xian'er.

"Xiao Fan, follow Bufan, Yan'er and the others back to Tianmang Fortress first, wait for me to rescue him, and then go back to the fortress to join you!"

"Brother, I..." Jiang Xiaofan clenched his fists, hesitating.

"I know, you also want to go with me. After all, the ghost-faced devil is the big devil who killed many villagers in your village that day, but the current ghost-faced devil has unfathomable strength. By his side, you can There is a Blood Sword Heavenly Monarch whose strength has reached the emperor level, and I have the protection of a cheap ass, so nothing will happen, but I can't take care of you. If you don't want to drag me down, don't say any more."

Jiang Xiaofan gritted his teeth, remained silent for a long time, and finally nodded emphatically.

"Don't worry, this time, I will put an end to all the old and new grudges!"

A cold light flashed in Ling Feng's eyes, and a ray of murderous intent emerged and disappeared in a flash.

This time, it should be over!
……

The Burial Wind Plain is named for the super hurricanes that often occur in this area. Moreover, a hurricane of that level, not to mention an ordinary person, even a cultivator at the Huayuan level, if he is accidentally involved in the hurricane, he will be killed. I'm afraid I'll have to suffer a lot.

What's more, this super hurricane spread almost to the entire area of ​​the Burial Wind Plain within a radius of [-] miles, and it was a dangerous place at the junction of the Southern Border Demon Realm and the Tianbai Empire.

Both the human race and the demon race have no great interest in this place.

Because of this, he was chosen by the Ghost-faced Demon Monarch to become the secret main altar of the Blood God Cult.

Although the last battle on Yan Ming Island, the Blood God Sect was seriously injured, but in the Burial Wind Plain, there are still many followers of the Blood God Sect, covering almost the entire area.

As long as anyone entered the Buried Wind Plain area, they would definitely not be able to escape the eyes of the Blood God Cult.

"Damn it, it's already the third day, so Ling Feng is afraid to come!"

In a hidden stone wall, there were two followers of the Blood God Sect, and one of the bald men couldn't help cursing, "Master Jiaoshi asked us brothers to stay here day and night, but after waiting so long It's been a long time, and there's not even a ghost shadow, playing with the snake!"

"Okay, okay, don't complain a few words, if the master teacher suddenly appears, your life will be in danger!" A thin man next to him said lightly: "The current funeral wind field is a dragon's pond and a tiger's den. If it were me, I would definitely not come here either. If I am a master, I am my own mother, it is absolutely impossible for me to risk my life!"

"Hey, that's true. These days, who the hell still believes that you can be a teacher for a day and a father for life!"

The bald man grinned, "It's just a matter of watching, just paddle, Lao Huang, you stare first, and I squint for a while."

Suddenly, the bald man sniffed his nose, and suddenly he became energetic.

"Wait, damn it, it smells like a chick!"

(End of this chapter)