Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 3225 The last drop of blood!

The smoke cleared away, but no one was there.

Ling Feng and Ye Weiyang seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, turning into dust from the big explosion just now.

"No! No, absolutely not!"

Mu Qianxue bit her red lips tightly, her eyes turned red, and tears fell like rain.

She refrained from suppressing her emotions, trembling all over, at that moment, she only felt that the whole world had collapsed, and everything had become meaningless.

"Stinky boy, where are you? You won't die, how could you die? You bastard, I don't believe it! I absolutely don't believe it!"

Yu Junyao broke away from Jiang Mengli and the others beside her, and rushed towards the direction of the ring frantically.

However, after running a few steps, the whole person slumped on the ground weakly, crying loudly.

"I don't believe it. After so many ups and downs, how could you die? No, you will definitely not die like this!"

Yu Junyao was so sad that she almost fainted, but the empty ruins seemed to tell her cruelly that Ling Feng was dead, and there was not even a single wreck left behind.

"Master Chief!"

Yan Wang and the two generals in the Xiaofeng camp clenched their fists tightly, and they burst into tears for a moment, unable to control their emotions.

It was only a few months before the boss was sent away. The trusted boss Ling Feng had only been in charge for a few months. Could it be that Xiaofengying will be leaderless again so soon?
Seeing that Xiaofengying is about to rise, under the leadership of Ling Feng, it will move towards new glory.

Now, everything seems to be completely broken.

"Do not!!!"

The head of the Odin family, Nodin, punched the ground heavily, making a huge depression in the ground.

In his eyes, Ling Feng is already the incarnation of Lord Odin.

Ling Feng's death is tantamount to the loss of faith.

Grief!

Sweeping across the entire summit of God of War, Kakabel, Kurosaki Kazukaku, Fredjoll, Kuchiki Kenpachi, Undead River...

A genius named Zhu Xingyu's face was as sinking as water.

Although Ling Feng was their opponent, he was also their partner.

Unknowingly, Ling Feng's mind and bearing had already impressed these proud geniuses deeply.

No one expected that such an accident would happen in the final decisive battle of the Ten Thousand Clans Skyhunter.

"It's over, everything is over!"

A look of despair appeared on Ye Changtian's face.

It seems that all of them worked together to stop the huge casualties that Li Jiu's self-explosion would cause.

However, the two most important people both fell.

Ye Weiyang is the last successor of the power of the seventh generation, and also the last key to the formation of the marriage lock of the seventh generation. Once he dies, the devil who was sealed in Mulong City at the beginning may reappear in the world.

As for Ling Feng, he might have been the only one who could suppress him again after the demon lord reappeared in the world.

Now, it also fell with this.

This result, it seems that only two people died, but in fact, it was the worst result.

The most unacceptable result!
……

"Junior Sister Yu..."

Seeing Yu Junyao's grief-stricken appearance, Jiang Mengli and Ye Xinzhu hurried to Yu Junyao's side, wanting to comfort her, but they didn't know what to say.

After Yu Junyao joined the medical camp, the girls met each other day and night, and they were already good sisters who talked about everything.

Yu Junyao likes Chief Ling Feng, and it is something that everyone in the medical camp knows about.

However, no one expected that Yu Junyao's affection for Ling Feng was so deep.

"Poor girl."

Hua Xiaoshuang sighed softly, stepped forward to hug Yu Junyao gently, and embraced her into her arms.

"Hey……"

Pang Shiliang, the chief of the third battalion, shook his head and sighed softly, "You are a good chief commander, if you say nothing, you will be gone."

"I, Lao Xiao, have never served a few people in my life, and Director Ling is one of them. Hey, what a pity..."

Henry Zhang, the captain of the Second Battalion of the Third Battalion, touched the top of his bald head, shook his head and sighed, "Heaven is really jealous of talents."

"How could this be?"

Among the audience, the person who most believed that Ling Feng would never be stupid enough to save Ye Weiyang at the cost of sacrificing himself was undoubtedly Yan Jinghong.

However, Ling Feng's aura had obviously completely disappeared.

Could it be that he is really dead?
Do not!
It's impossible!

Yan Jinghong took a deep breath, and flew into the ruins.

It was originally a huge arena, but now even a complete bluestone floor tile can no longer be found.

The empty void is filled with dark vacuum cracks everywhere, the rules of time and space are distorted, and the space tide sweeps away, amplifying the gravity field of the entire space by more than a hundred times.

"Ling Feng, you won't just die here, right? Since you're not dead, show up quickly!"

Yan Jinghong's eyes scanned every corner of the ruins of time and space.

Finally, he saw a little red blood on a broken piece of gravel.

This drop of blood had already become dull, but there was still a trace of vitality hidden in it.

The blood that had almost dried up was actually gathering towards the center, little by little, at an extremely slow speed, but it never gave up.

"really!"

Yan Jinghong knew that Ling Feng possessed the supernatural power of rebirth from a drop of blood, even if his physical body was destroyed, even if he was torn to pieces, he would be wiped out in ashes.

However, as long as there is still a drop of blood essence, it can be resurrected.

Now, the blood on the gravel is probably the last drop of blood that Ling Feng tried his best.

With a flash of his figure, Yan Jinghong flew out, activated the Xuntian Divine Rune, and circulated the power of Xuntian Ice Soul, directly injecting it into the bloodstain.

With the help of Yan Jinghong's sky-scanning power, the speed at which the bloodstains gathered was greatly increased.

Breathe!
Two breaths!

Three breaths!

In just three breaths, the blood stains gathered into a complete drop of blood essence, and the brand of life that belonged to Ling Feng finally reappeared.

He is back!

The blood was shining, and Ling Feng tried his best, and the drop of blood that was left behind began to swell rapidly, absorbing the spiritual energy of the surrounding world crazily.

Yan Jinghong also injected the power of Xuntian into it without reservation.

Although he didn't know about Ling Feng's background, he could feel that in Ling Feng's blood, there was also hidden power belonging to the Xuntian clan.

His sky-scanning ice soul power seems to be able to greatly shorten the process of Ling Feng's rebirth.

Sure enough, after another ten breaths passed, the drop of blood essence had already begun to show Ling Feng's original outline, and it became more and more real and condensed.

"He's not dead!"

"Oh my god, Director Ling is coming back to life again!"

"Hahaha, Master Chief is not dead!"

"My king! My king has not fallen!"

Seeing this scene, everyone's eyes widened, they fixed their eyes on the phantom glowing red in front of Yan Jinghong, and clenched their fists tightly.

Rebirth from a drop of blood!

They actually witnessed this supernatural power that only existed in legends!
"Brother Ling!"

The brilliance reappeared in Mu Qianxue's beautiful eyes.

"Ling Feng! Great, Ling Feng is not dead!"

Only then did Yu Junyao burst into laughter, bit her delicate lips, and cursed softly: "I knew you brat, how could you die so easily!"

One quarter of an hour……

Two quarters of an hour...

an hour...

two hours...

The entire recovery process lasted for several hours, and finally, just before sunset, Ling Feng's figure was finally fully condensed.

A head of silver hair fluttering, a naked upper body, full of plump and strong muscles, not a trace of fat.

With a flash of fire, a circle of flames wrapped around Ling Feng's body, completely covering his body.

After all, he doesn't have the habit of "walking birds" in public.

"Brother Yan, this time, thanks to you!"

Ling Feng cast a grateful look at Yan Jinghong.

Although he could recover without Yan Jinghong, this process would take at least ten times longer.

Yan Jinghong's sky-scanning ice soul power played a vital role in reshaping his flesh and blood.

After all, this time, he was too close to death.

Almost half of one foot has crossed the gate of hell.

In principle, to be reborn from a drop of blood, one needs a complete drop of blood essence.

But this time, Ling Feng only left a trace of blood.

If it weren't for his tenacious will, I'm afraid it would have completely dissipated and disappeared.

"This is your own ability, don't thank me."

Yan Jinghong glanced at Ling Feng, and said calmly: "If you hadn't absorbed those black flames at the last moment, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to leave this last drop of blood."

"The black fire is indeed so powerful that it almost swallowed my swallowing flame."

Thinking of the terrible black fire, Ling Feng was shocked for a while.

"However, you still refined the flame, but what I'm curious about is, since you have already refined the black flame, why did you suffer such serious injuries?"

Yan Jinghong stared at Ling Feng. Based on his understanding of Ling Feng, he still bears such an important fate, so it is absolutely impossible for him to put himself in such a desperate situation.

After all, although Ye Weiyang is not bad, she is still Ling Feng's "rival in love", so there is no need to work so hard.

"In the final analysis, I was still careless. The black dragon's speed was too fast, leaving too little time for me to react."

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled wryly, but he was really lucky to be able to save his life.

Of course, there is the most important reason, which Ling Feng did not mention.

"Little friend Ling Feng!"

At this moment, Ye Changtian was the first to rush over. He looked at Ling Feng expectantly, "Little friend Ling Feng, where is Wei Young, where is Wei Young's child? What happened at the end of the explosion?" what?"

Although Ling Feng was resurrected, Ye Weiyang did not have the ability to be reborn from a drop of blood.

"Don't worry, brother Ye is not dead yet."

Ling Feng took a deep breath, made a hand formula, and opened the Five Elements Heavenly Palace.

Under the wrapping of a soft seven-color glow, Ye Weiyang's body was slowly sent out from the Five Elements Heavenly Palace.

However, Ye Weiyang's situation looks very bad.

His injuries were so serious that he almost lost most of his life.

"Weiyang! Weiyang, how are you doing!"

Ye Changtian hurriedly hugged Ye Weiyang's body, his face was full of anxiety.

Although Ye Weiyang was seriously injured, at least he was still alive.

"Don't worry, Senior Ye, Brother Ye is seriously injured, but his willpower is very strong, no... he won't be in danger of his life."

Ling Feng let out a mouthful of turbid air slowly, a trace of exhaustion appeared on his face.

The rebirth from a drop of blood exhausted his last strength, and now his body is deficient in both qi and blood, and it is very difficult for him to stand firm.

In fact, if it wasn't for the last moment, in order to send Ye Weiyang to the Five Elements Heavenly Palace, he would not have ended up in such a mess.

But anyway, the result is good.

Suddenly, Ling Feng's body staggered for a while, his eyes blurred, and he finally passed out.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Yan Jinghong supported Ling Feng's body, and shook his head slightly, "Have you reached the limit? You guys, you are also struggling..."

(End of this chapter)