The Spirit of God Million Domain

Chapter 1705 Breaking through the Battle of Fengyuntai

"Do you really have consciousness?"

Xu Feng stared at the opposite war spirit. He didn't know what the other party said about Ling.

"awareness?"

The corner of the warfare was slightly floating. There seemed to be a faint smile between the two swords and the eyebrows. "I don't know if this is a consciousness. We are a warrior. I am from ancient times." It was the genius of that time. I called Ling. I don’t know what your name is?"

"Ling?"

Xu Feng frowned slightly. It turned out that the other party said that Ling’s meaning was actually his name. “Hello, my name is Xu Feng.”

"Xu Feng!"

Ling nodded, his eyes fell on Xu Feng, said: "I feel it, although you are only eight spirits respect, you open up the body of the spirit, your strength is very strong."

"Do you know that I have developed a physical pulse? How do you see it?" Xu Feng was shocked by the face, to know that this is a secret for Xu Feng.

However, now that I was seen by Ling, how can he not be shocked?

Ling does not understand why Xu Feng said so, is this not very simple to see?

"Your cultivation is only eight spirits, but your spiritual strength is very high, and you can do it. Only those who have opened up the body in the body can do it."

"If you defeat me, then the metamorphosis that you will face next is to open up the physical veins like you."

"His strength is very strong!"

Ling’s words rang, and Xu Feng’s heart was shocked.

Mind: "Is it true that people in ancient times are not very difficult to open up the spirit of the body, or that many people will choose to open up the spirit."

Xu Feng is more aware that this person who Ling said should be the spirit of the ten-level Fengyuntai.

He looked at the opposite Ling and said: "Ling, then the old man outside, is he also a war spirit?"

Ling Wenyan, his eyes flashing.

"Accurately speaking, he is not a war spirit. Anyway, he was born in this ancient battlefield. He belongs to the ruler of this ancient battlefield. Everything in the ancient battlefield can't escape his perception."

Ling’s words rang, and Xu Feng’s heart was shocked. He didn’t expect the old man outside, but he was so terrified that it was such a strength.

"Right, can I ask you why you are in this ancient battlefield, how do you die so many people?"

Xu Feng is very curious, this ancient battlefield environment is bad, how can there be a huge battle? And still dying so many geniuses, so many strong.

Oh...

Ling seems to have to recall a moment, he took a deep breath, said: "This ancient battlefield is very common in ancient times, there will be various demons."

"The Lingshen continent at that time was not so stable now. At that time, the void was full of cracks, and this ancient battlefield was the place where humans and demons battled."

"Our ancient battlefield is not very big!"

Xu Feng’s heart was shocked. He found that everything in the entire spiritual **** continent gradually turned over in front of his eyes. What a magnificent picture?

Xu Feng feels that his heart is shaking. Such a huge ancient battlefield, in the mouth of Ling, is not a big ancient battlefield. What kind of ancient battlefield is what it is?

"Do it, you know too much, it is not good for you."

The spiritual power of Ling began to flow. It was the momentum of the half-step spirit, and his eyes flashed, showing a firm color.

As the breath of his body emerged, he became like a proud **** of war, from the genius of ancient times, this is the real pride.

Xu Feng thought of Liu Wei and the iron-ridden storm. Such existence, how to qualify compared with these geniuses in ancient times, they really do not match the word of genius.

Xu Feng nodded. He felt the breath of Ling. He smiled at Ling and said: "That's good, I am respectful to you, I will fight hard!"

As said, the majestic momentum of Xu Feng also broke out, and the golden light of the body of the Spiritual Respect was condensed, as if it were covered with a layer of golden light.

Ling is also a slight nod, and the gradual recovery of the look is indifferent. Among his eyes, there is a huge war.

As his robes swelled, a chilling temperament was raging, like a raging wind tumbling.

"Get it!"

Ling's hands slowly lifted up, and the spiritual power above the body flowed like a storm. The moment he stepped out, it was like an endless wind blowing toward Xu Feng.

Xu Feng feels very clear that this is the field of Ling's half-step style.

I have to say that the geniuses of ancient times, their use of the field is really too great.

The invisible pressure from the field, which radiated from his body, caused the entire wind and cloud to tremble.

"Ten kills the heart!"

In order to offset the pressure of this half-step field, Xu Feng’s blood-red light burst out, which is the ten major and complete killings.

Ling’s face changed slightly. He felt the red blood of Xu Feng’s body. When he ripped open, his face was strange. He said: “You have gathered up ten major and complete killings, and you can’t think of you. The talent is so strong, even in ancient times, you are terrible."

Xu Feng’s heart is shocked. In the end, how strong is the strong in ancient times. Why is there no one knows about the condensed spirit in the southern continent.

The strongest road is called the road to death, but from the look and tone of Ling's look, this strongest road seems to have many geniuses in the ancient times.

Hey!

Ling's palm turned into a huge palm print. The palm print was like a mountain peak. It descended from the sky, and the imprint and the void both rubbed sparks.

"Overprinted!"

The palm print is like a mountain peak, so it is facing the top of Xu Feng's head, and it is covered with a smashing sound.

"People kill!"

Xu Feng did not have any fear. Instead, it was the ten-fold killing of the heart, the double angry sea and the twelve spiritual veins on the body, which fluctuated at the same time.

The first form of killing fists was displayed, and the blood-red fists rose to the sky. His feet slammed on the wind and the body was like a cannonball.

The blood-red fist, toward the covered mountain, just smashed out.

Hey!

With the **** red fist and the covered mountain peaks, the slamming collisions together, the screaming wind like a tsunami, the whole wind and cloud are shaking, it seems that the barrier around the wind and cloud platform must be torn open.

(End of this chapter)