Supreme Lingshen

The blood of the barbarian gods is a powerful race in ancient times. They were born to fight. They are the most powerful monks in the world. 【26nbsp;】

"I didn't expect the Ling family to be of the blood of the barbarian gods. No wonder they were able to control the entire cultivation world ten thousand years ago." Ling Feng said to himself in his heart.

Ling Feng didn't help the angry Ling Feng immediately, but hesitated in his heart: "Should I help him? Maybe it's a scam too, alas! People against the sky, I'm afraid of such a small danger ? How can I, Ling Feng, defy the sky..."

"kill."

With a loud shout, Ling Feng also rushed to the back of the blood cloud patriarch.

It's a pity that Ling Feng doesn't have a physical body now, otherwise, his strength can easily kill monks in the Mahayana period. At this time, the blood cloud patriarch has been sealed for millions of years, even if he has recovered a lot in a hundred years, he can't recover. The power of the year.

"Ling Feng, come here and fit together." An angry Ling Feng said eagerly.

"it is good."

Ling Feng responded softly, the illusory body had already escaped into the angry Ling Feng's physical body.

"Ling Feng, I don't care where you come from, what you can do within the six realms, let me tell you, my bloodline of the barbarian gods is not a vegetarian, my Ling family belongs to the barbarian gods of the cultivation world, It's just that in ancient times, the lineage that didn't go to the upper realms, there are my barbarian bloodlines in the fairy world, the demon world, the demon world, the god world, and the five worlds. Today, I will kill this old devil with you. You are the only one left, and I will pass on the family heritage and my memory to you."

As soon as Ling Feng entered the angry Ling Feng's body, a voice came from his mind.

These words meant that he would die in a fight today, and Ling Feng didn't say much, because his eyes had already agreed for him.

"I will control this body."

"it is good."

"Batian Sword."

Ling Feng shouted loudly, and a white light "shua", Ling Feng already had a broken sword in his hand.

Patriarch Xueyun controls Ling Feng's body, so Ling Feng only needs to kill Patriarch Xueyun's Yuanshen Yuanying.

Seeing Ling Feng yelling "Batian Sword." Then the ancestor of Xueyun saw a broken sword in his hand, which was originally Ling Feng's body, and a hint of sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Ling Feng! You are so stupid! Hell has gone, and a broken sword can dominate the sky? Then my blood cloud patriarch is not a god?"

The Batian sword in Ling Feng's hand suddenly made a "hum" sound, it seemed that the Batian sword in Ling Feng's hand was also angry.

"Then I'll let you taste what Batian is."

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

Ling Feng shouted angrily, and a sword energy of ten thousand miles struck towards the blood cloud patriarch.

When the Wanli Sword Qi was split by Ling Feng, several large black holes formed, which sucked in countless Soul Eater monks.

Patriarch Xueyun was also shocked when he felt the power of this ten-thousand-mile sword energy, but he could still dispel this sword energy.

A five-foot-sized gourd appeared in the hand of the ancestor Xueyun. He threw the gourd at the incoming Wanli sword energy, and the five-foot-sized gourd grew rapidly.

In an instant, it became a super huge gourd with a distance of more than 1 miles. The Wanli gourd suddenly released a shock of suction, and the Wanli sword energy was swallowed like this.

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

Ling Feng yelled again, and a [-]-mile sword energy twice the size of Wanli Gourd struck Wanli Gourd again.

"Boom."

The Wanli Gourd seemed to insist on not accepting the attack of the [-] Li Sword Qi, and it collapsed at once.

"Okay! Ling Feng, you have some skills after all." The blood cloud patriarch laughed wildly.

"You only have the cultivation base equivalent to the Six Tribulations Loose Immortal, so what strength do you have?"

After Ling Feng said this sentence, he said again: "Now I have merged with him who is an illusory spirit. Although he and I are not high in cultivation, we still have the strength equivalent to the Five Tribulations Loose Immortal."

"Hmph, the cultivation base of the Six Tribulations Loose Immortal is enough to kill you two little reptiles."

Patriarch Xueyun snorted coldly, and there was another small clock in his hand.

The little clock is like throwing a gourd to the blood cloud ancestor just now, and in a blink of an eye it is a clock with a size of [-] li.

Patriarch Xueyun came to the top of the clock and struck the [-]-mile clock with two sticks made of unknown quality.

"Boom."

"Boom."

"Boom."

"Boom."

"Boom."

The mighty bell rang throughout the entire Leixiao Continent, and any monk who did not have the cultivation base of the Six Tribulations of Loose Immortals would be shaken out of their wits.

There are not many strong people on the Leixiao Continent. I don't know if there are any Loose Immortals in the Six Tribulations. There are only a few Loose Immortals in a few sects, but now they are all wiped out by the Soul Devourer Sect.

Even if they were here, these scattered immortals would be shaken out of their wits.

Ling Feng is now also bleeding from the seven orifices of the shock, this clock must be a fairy weapon, and the quality is good, at least it is middle-grade.

"The third form of Batian sword: Batian sword, the power of heaven and earth."

Ling Feng yelled angrily, and a [-]-li sword energy that was bigger than the big clock struck at the [-]-li big clock.

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