Peerless Martial God 2

Lin Feng returned to this **** world, still at the foot of this **** river, standing on the altar is still a short old man.

"Predecessors, do you really want to go with me?" Lin Feng looked helplessly at the short old man, and asked quietly.

Hearing the words, the short old man browed his head and looked at Lin Feng with some anger. "How? You don't want to?"

"No, how can I not, willing, willing." Lin Feng smiled and could only promise under the threat of the short old man, but how could it be true?

The short old man is the most angry at this time. Who is he? The blood **** who sensationalized the entire land of God 50,000 years ago? Wei Wei is no less than Xuanyuan Mo Huang, who wants to get his inheritance, it is estimated that he wants to faint, but this kid turned a look of disdain, and even regarded him as a dog skin plaster, which made him very angry and very dissatisfied.

The short old man has already regarded Lin Feng as his inheritor, so he must follow Lin Feng. Who told him to pass the eight-day merits to Lin Feng?

"Kid, don't worry about it, there are a lot of things in the emperor, even if it is not comparable to the blood, but it is also a creation." The short old man took a deep breath, forgot all these unpleasant things, and began to look serious and reminded Lin Feng.

Lin Feng naturally found that there are some things here that are not simple. Just like the blood river at the foot, although it is terrible, countless white bones float here, but among the blood river, Lin Feng smells the essence of blood.

"It seems that you found out." The blood **** emperor looked at Lin Feng’s expression and couldn’t help but smile. Then he said: “There are many bloods of the semi-prespered strong in this river, even if there is no pure blood of the emperor, but if the body is refined, it is also very good. of".

"Kid, your strength is only sixfold now, you need to improve as soon as possible, this is the creation." The blood **** emperor pointed to the hidden blood inside the **** river and said to Lin Feng.

However, at this moment, the blood **** emperor did not know that Lin Feng could fight the Jiuzhong peak with these six strengths. If he was known by the blood **** emperor, he did not know what the latter was, and how would he look at Lin Feng?

Lin Feng was a little excited at this moment. If he broke through again, then the strongest of the nine peaks can overcome himself? Now I can only barely fight against Yeluqi and others. If I break through again, I might be able to press them.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng no longer wastes time, the left hand waved, the blood dragon appeared above the river, Lin Feng fingered a little, the magic gas was infused into the blood ding, the blood swayed in an instant, and then a bang, a **** sigh Ringing, like a demon god.

Blood Ding slowly fell into the river, driving away countless white bones, but the deep red blood stayed on the blood, and finally turned into a drop of blood into the blood, only a few minutes, already More than one hundred drops of blood were absorbed into the blood.

According to the blood **** emperor, the one hundred drops of the essence here also have the effect of the devil's blood, and Lin Feng's heart is no longer refining the essence of blood. Although it is a blood refining system, the sacrifice is Lin Feng's With vitality and mental strength, Lin Feng’s face has already revealed a pale color and consumes a lot.

However, the benefits obtained are also proportional. The blood that has been extracted from the blood is no less than five hundred drops. This is equivalent to fifty drops of the Emperor's blood, which can make Lin Feng reach the level, and no one can say it.

"Yes, kid, into the blood."

At this moment, the sound of breaking and drinking was introduced into Lin Feng's ear. Lin Feng nodded, and his left hand waved. The blood was placed on the altar. The next moment, Lin Feng stepped out and entered the blood, and a magical moment surrounded Lin Feng. Lin Feng only feels that the incomparably powerful energy has rushed into his own meridians. If he is not careful, he will explode and die.

Not only that, Lin Feng clearly saw the blood of his arms bursting open, the blood began to flow out, the blood into the broken flesh and blood, a strong energy gradually absorbed into the body.

At this time, the Emperor of Blood is not idle, stepping out in one step, within a second is to pick up the white bones of all the rivers, and then all the brains are heading to the top of Lin Feng.

"Hey, old man, I am going...". Lin Feng smashed a few dramas and was buried in the bones in an instant. Lin Feng could not be distracted. A little carelessness was the danger of exploding.

"This is the strongest who used to steal the Emperor's sorcerer. The weakest is the semi-god. Although they are all dead, but the body also has energy, you can absorb it."

"This blood trip absorbs the essence of blood, and can also temper your body. I hope that when you go out, the body can be tough to a certain extent. At that time, you may be able to confront the wild race."

The blood **** emperor stood beside the blood ding, whispering whispering, but at this moment Lin Feng has been surrounded by white bones, and can not be distracted, so he did not hear the words of the blood **** emperor.

Inside and outside the blood, there is a horrible demon. The ancient magic runes flash a terrible black light, and the surrounding blood and the world are gradually faded, and the energy is weak.

The face of the blood **** emperor began to pale, and the powerful remnant of the soul was deprived of energy a little bit.

"Hey, think of my blood **** emperor in a gathering pool, is to blood to support my remnant soul, this altar is also a link to support my blood, but now it has been absorbed by this kid."

"You kid, get my inheritance, and ruin me, you...not people?" The blood **** emperor looked at the giant tripod and looked at it.

However, Lin Feng must not hear the screaming sound. Lin Feng fell into a certain state of meditation, enjoying the quenching of his body and blood, and he was tempered by himself.

Time passes slowly, one day, three days, five days.

In five days, the blood dragon is still the magical spirit, the momentum is terrible, Lin Feng's body is still calm in the end, even if you don't listen carefully, Lin Feng's breathing sound seems to disappear.

In five days, the remnant of the blood **** emperor is getting weaker and weaker. If the oldest person can have the power of the semi-presist, the strength of the blood **** is not enough for the emperor, so Lin Feng’s quenching of the blood He is weak to a certain extent.

At this moment, the blood **** emperor hated Lin Feng's hatred teeth, and it seems that some regrets let Lin Feng use the blood to quench the blood.

"You kid, wake up in a few days, the old can be lost!". The blood **** emperor looked at the blood and looked at the blood, and sighed.

Suddenly, Xue Ding stopped turning, the magic gas also dissipated, and a loud bang, a deafening sound came from inside the blood ding~www.readwn.com~ Lin Feng jumped directly from the blood ding, and the whole person sat over the river. Surrounded by blood on the body, the corpse is wrapped in air, and the eyes are still closed, but the breath is completely different from five days ago.

Compared with five days ago, Lin Feng's breath is more fierce, as if a sharp sword, as long as you look at it, you can stab your eyes.

"This kid...". Seeing that Lin Feng has finally come out, the blood **** emperor is also relieved. He is really afraid that Lin Feng will absorb all the blood, and that is the day when his soul flies.

Half an hour later, Lin Feng finally opened his eyes. The two bloods were lost and returned to normal. Lin Feng clenched his fists and suddenly slammed on the blood. More than a dozen meters fell, blood tripod did not break, but Lin Feng a mouth, pain into the hands.

But even if this is the case, the blood **** emperor is still looking at Lin Feng with a look of surprise, a fist hit the blood tripod?

Ten thousand pounds of blood tripod, so Lin Feng flew, this is really divine power, Lin Feng's body is really more than doubled.

"You kid, what strength is it now? How can I not see through it?"

The blood **** emperor smiled and looked at Lin Fengdao.

Lin Feng grinned, then stepped on the footsteps and came to the front of the old man. His left hand waved, the blood dragon became smaller, and finally disappeared on the palm of his hand.

"The Holy Spirit, eight heavy."