Supreme Lingshen

Putting away more than 900 middle-grade spirit stones, Ling Feng carried the cute little monster out of the room. 【26nbsp;】

Ling Feng didn't see Lei Hao when he came out, so he used his mid-Yuandan mid-stage consciousness to investigate.

When Ling Feng was in the middle stage of Bigu, his spiritual sense could see things within [-] miles. Now that he has the middle stage Yuandan cultivation, his spiritual sense can see everything within [-] miles of Fang Yuan.

Ten thousand miles southeast of Zhenyao City, in a deep forest outside, Lei Hao was tied to a huge ancient tree by two men in black with a low-grade magic weapon-grade rope.

The two men in black have late-stage bigu cultivation bases. If Ling Feng had been killed before going to the monster forest, he might have been instantly killed by the two of them. The two men in black are right.

A man in black said: "Brother Zhang, do you think that kid Ling Feng will come?"

The monk surnamed Zhang, who was called Lao Zhang by the man in black, snorted, "Hmph! That kid Ling Feng will definitely come, why, brother Wang, can't you wait?"

The cultivator surnamed Wang had some doubts: "Brother Zhang, I can't wait if it's not my brother, but we don't know what relationship this kid has with Ling Feng, will that kid Ling Feng risk being beheaded to save him?" ?”

After the monk surnamed Wang finished speaking, he seemed to feel that he had said too little, and continued: "I don't think Ling Feng will come to save this kid, or we should kill this kid first, and this kid also has a good spiritual weapon. "

Lei Hao, who was tied to the tree, showed no signs of fear, and when the monk surnamed Wang said that Ling Feng would not come to rescue him, his little face did not show any fluctuations.

"Humph!"

The monk surnamed Zhang snorted dissatisfiedly.

The monk surnamed Zhang said coldly: "Ling Feng has a top-grade spiritual weapon on him, and the jade pendant on this kid is no more than a middle-grade spiritual weapon. If he wants to do it, kill Ling Feng together, lest he find out that it is a spiritual weapon in the future." What we did, come to take revenge on us."

The monk surnamed Wang nodded and said: "En! Brother Zhang is more thoughtful than my brother, so I will wait for a while!"

The monk surnamed Wang said sinisterly in his heart: "When Ling Feng comes and solves him, I will solve you Zhang Rende together, so that you don't take Lao Tzu seriously before, and today next year will be your memorial day .”

What monk surnamed Wang thinks in his heart, monk surnamed Zhang doesn't know, and Ling Feng doesn't know, but from the eyes of monk surnamed Wang, Ling Feng knows that this monk surnamed Wang is not a good bird.

A day passed, and Ling Feng did not come.

Half a month passed, and Ling Feng still didn't come.

Two months have passed, and Ling Feng still hasn't come.

Half a year later, Ling Feng still did not come as usual.

The monk surnamed Wang said with a trace of impatience on his face: "This Ling Feng will definitely not come. Brother Zhang, in my opinion, we should kill this kid! In this way, if Ling Feng does not come, we will not come. Got a middle-grade spirit weapon."

Zhang Rende glanced at Lei Hao who was tied to the tree, and saw that Lei Hao still wanted to kill and scratch, you can decide for yourself.

This made Zhang Rende feel that Ling Feng would definitely come, so he said: "We are waiting for a month. If Ling Feng does not come for a month, we will kill him."

In less than a month, Ling Feng flew with his sword to the place where Lei Hao was tied up. Seeing that it was Ling Feng, the monk surnamed Wang couldn't help laughing and said, "Ling Feng, quickly hand over the magic weapon on your body.

Or we'll kill the kid. "

"Ling Feng, you handed over all the magic weapons and ruined your cultivation. We will show mercy today and let you two live." Zhang Rende said like a very good person.

Ling Feng looked at Zhang Rende and the monk surnamed Wang as if he was looking at an ant.

"The first form of the Overlord Sword: Overlord Heaven and Earth Slash."

Ling Feng shouted angrily, and a terrifying sword move was already coming towards Zhang Rende.

Feeling the power of Ling Feng's sword move, Zhang Rende said to himself with fear on his face: "It's such a terrible sword style, I'm afraid even a full-strength blow in the early stage of Yuan Ying can't compare with this sword of Ling Feng. Thinking that Ling Feng is actually so powerful."

Before Zhang Rende could make any defenses, Ling Feng cut him into cold salad with a single sword strike, and even Yuanshen was wiped out in the world by this sword strike.

This made the monk surnamed Wang almost desperate: "Ling Feng, I didn't expect you to have such a cultivation level. It seems that the sky is going to kill me!"

Ling Feng was about to kill the cultivator surnamed Wang with a sword. Suddenly, several small black knives appeared in the hands of the cultivator surnamed Wang. Tied to the ancient tree in the sky, Ling Feng knew it was a poisonous hidden weapon.

Although it is not clear whether the poison in the little black knife issued by the monk surnamed Wang is strong, but seeing the sinister smile on the monk surnamed Wang's face, Ling Feng is definitely not an ordinary poison.

"The second form of Batian Sword: the power of Batian Thunder God."

Ling Feng was so anxious that he shouted angrily to the sky, and a sword was released, and a purple sword energy stopped the little black knife.

No matter how fast the purple sword energy is, the monk surnamed Wang is only less than 100 meters away from Lei Hao.

"Ah!" Lei Hao yelled in pain after being pierced into his body by the little black knife. In a blink of an eye, Lei Hao's body was covered by a layer of black air.

When Ling Feng saw that the little black knife of the cultivator surnamed Wang had hit Lei Hao, he was extremely angry and sent out several more powerful purple sword auras.

The purple sword energy bombarded the monk surnamed Wang. The monk surnamed Wang did not have the strength of a low-grade spiritual weapon like Ling Feng. He was split into pieces by the purple sword energy and turned into pieces. When the purple sword energy slashed on the monk surnamed Wang, it was already wiped out.

The last chapter, a bit late but still posted.

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