Five people stood proudly in the cold wind, except for Yu Wentao who didn't know anything about the killer king, Qi Lin Yao Ren was full of emotion.
The two brothers stood together, face to face, as if looking in a mirror.
In Ling Ying's heart, let alone how excited she was, she just had some words, but she couldn't say it for a long time.
Yu Wentao was confused and confused.
"Damn, Ling Ying, you still have a twin brother! You never told me."
His word broke the silent atmosphere.
Ling Feng smiled to everyone, and then smiled back and gave his explanation.
Three hundred years ago, Shadow Tribulation was created solely by the Shadow King.
Of the two hundred shadow bloodlines, only ten survived in the end, Ling Ying, Demon Sky Shadow, Illusory Demon, these people were one of them.
But slaughtering the blood of the shadows is not the original intention of the shadow king.
He had already left behind, and left a trace of soul to the person with extraordinary perseverance that he valued.
Ling Feng belonged to those other than those ten people, only because of his Dao Heart, the King of Shadow was moved.
The whole world is chaotic, and there will be catastrophes in the future. People with real vision have their own plans.
The starting point of the Shadow King derives from the uniqueness of the shadow bloodline. The potential of the shadow bloodline to develop to the later stage is desperate.
But its weakness is that in the same era, there cannot be too many of the same kind, otherwise it will be chaotic and difficult to achieve.
The Shadow King is decisive, he is looking for a descendant who can truly inherit his mantle.
In the whole world, the most suitable person to be his disciple is actually some kind of shadow bloodline that can evolve.
And the one who truly possesses the killing spirit, and has a firm and cold personality, all of which conform to all the characteristics, only Ling Feng.
On the surface, he accepted the ten people as his disciples, but he simply taught some essentials.
In fact, among those who have long since disappeared, Ling Feng is his real disciple.
Afterwards, the Shadow King was surprised to discover that Ling Feng had an unprecedented killing and cutting sacred technique.
Blood Killing Technique, a powerful person like the King of Shadow, admired it, and realized its unlimited potential.
However, the holy technique was incomplete, and the Shadow King had always hoped that Ling Feng could find the remaining second half.
When the evil race was born, the king of shadows, who knew the secrets of heaven, ordered him to hibernate with his apprentice.
Just like today in peace, he released Ling Feng, looking for blood killing technique, blood refining code.
Coincidentally, a book was not made. Ling Feng relied on his keen perception of blood killing technique to come to this demon realm, and Ling Ying happened to be there.
His physical body was reshaped for the Shadow King, and his appearance remained the same as before.
Ling Feng is back, another bright star rising up.
The happiest one is naturally his younger brother Ling Ying.
"Brother, in the future, we can fight together."
Ling Yingmu faced Ling Feng, clenched his fist, energetic.
He once hated the King of Shadows, but now it's all gone.
"Is the Blood Killing Sect now defeated, or is it still in full swing?"
Ling Feng's first sentence left his impression on the bloody killing gate of Cangfeng Continent.
"Blood Killing is growing day by day! There are millions of heroes!"
Ling Ying grinned.
Ling Feng asked again: "Do the veterans of the Blood Killing Sect have a new look, Qilang, Sect Master Shen Fei, are they still there?"
Ling Ying solemnly said: "Jun is the ancestor of the blood-killing sect and established sect! I just manage it for you. If you can go back today, they are all waiting for you!"
Ling Feng sighed and sighed leisurely: "Hey... I've broken it..."
The conversation was not over, thousands of troops and horses attracted a cloud of blood, the demon army, and the powerful smashed.
Chifeng, Zichuan, a group of thunder demons, lined up, stepping on the billowing thunderclouds, condescending.
Just the Ten Tribulations Realm can be ranked long.
When they arrived at other people's territory, they caused a lot of trouble.
Zichuan, Zitong opened the way, Chifeng, his face was gloomy.
The current group shouted in unison: "Steal the Demon Race's exotic treasures, kill without mercy!"
The five of them will face thousands of troops
No, there are auspicious clouds and auspicious energy in the distance, and the rays of sunshine are all four people in a row. One is the golden body supreme who condenses the stars and brilliance, the other is the pure Yang Wuxiu who condenses the aura of the sun, and the other is proficient in kendo and formation , Fu Zhuan, the Peerless Girl of Heaven in the Way of Time and Space.
One is the soul of the dragon, the reincarnation of the dragon god, controls the beginning of the chaos, and the talent of the dragon bloodline of the nine gods, the perfect bloodline, will become a great weapon.
Luo Xingchen, Qin Lang, Jian Jinghong, and Long Ling have already arrived.
"Hahaha, Chifeng, long time no see, wait, everyone, it's still at ease!"
Luo Xingchen opened his mouth and burst into laughter.
Obviously, facing this vast army of billions of demons, he was also calm.
The moment Ling Feng saw Yinfa Luo Xingchen, he felt very cordial. He couldn't help kneeling on one knee, bowed his head to his ears, and clasped his fists, saying: "Subordinate Ling Feng, welcome the lord!"
Luo Xingchen was not surprised when he saw Ling Feng, but smiled: "You really are still alive, get up and let me see your strength!"
Luo Xingchen walked over slowly, pressed a palm on Ling Feng's chest, and was suddenly rushed into his body by a huge force, making his whole body numb.
Ling Feng's physical body has been tempered with great strength, and his realm is the fifth calamity.
With so many people present, only Luo Xingchen's realm was the most invisible to everyone.
Because what he is cultivating now is not the way of the spiritual world, so he can't talk about it in the same way.
"Boss, they say you are dead, and you are finally willing to come out and make your debut."
Ling Ying smiled and joked.
Luo Xingchen became serious, and glanced at these demons with cold eyes: "The monarchs are not dead, how dare I die?"
With the appearance of Luo Xingchen, the Thunder Demon Clan, Chifeng, and Zichuan all felt a solemn oppression.
The king who has swept away the eight wildernesses in the past, is back!
They could feel that Luo Xingchen looked at them, only murderous in his body.
"Luo Xingchen, you human races are becoming more and more presumptuous. In the past, the demons took the initiative to find things. Now, you are going to come to my place to make trouble! As everyone knows, I am the leader of the thunder demons! Dare to come to my territory. , You all should be punished!"
Chi Feng had just been defeated once by the two brothers Ling Feng's blood killing technique, and he was holding back a wave of anger.
The devil's heaven, who has ever shaken it
The blood cloud of the demon clan, standing in the sky forever, can't be wiped away by heaven!
Every plant and tree of the demons is murderous! In his eyes, these fanatics deserve death.
Luo Xingchen still smiled brilliantly.
"Ha ha… "
He started to move forward, facing thousands of troops and horses alone, and gradually ascending into the sky, stepping on the golden ring, condensing the strong pressure, and thrilling.
"Do you think that the Human Race is still so conservative? Only defending but not attacking? Chifeng, as the representative of the Demon Race, I have something to say to you.
The hatred of Qin Yang, the hatred of Master Qin Yang, the old monster of Heavenly Thunder, in the past, the demons invaded the territories of the human race, causing a sea of corpses and blood, and the hatred of hundreds of millions of creatures! The hatred of countless predecessors!
Human race demons are incompatible! I will get it back one by one! "
"Everyone can say big things, it depends on your ability."
Chifeng waved his hand, and the Thunder Demon tribe's army crushed the realm, forming a vast sea of thunder, forming a solid defense with both offense and defense.
This thunder sea, combined with the strength of thousands of troops, is indestructible, and the strong of the domain master should also be afraid.
Today is a difficult time, Luo Xingchen indeed only brought Jian Jinghong, Qin Lang, and Long Ling.
If they are more deceived than less, they may be tired to death here.
There were many people brought by Chifeng, among them, he knew one of them was the Great Sage of the Thunder Demon Race, Zi Hongzheng, who had been captured by him with the eyes of extreme cold in the Demon Abyss.
There is a huge gap between the enemy and us, and perhaps, the realm of death.
"Qin Yang? I heard that he is looking for his own death, not pursuing a bright future, but going to rebellion! It turns out that Qin Yang has long been embarrassed with you! It seems that anyone who is a traitor to the human race can't believe it."
Zichuan raised his head with nostrils up to the sky, and made a few comments.
He restored the demon clan's arrogant and domineering posture, arrogant and lawless.
Qin Lang gritted his teeth and couldn't bear it.
He rushed to the indestructible thunder sea, condensing the vastness of the sky, shaking the earth, violent energy flooding and roaring, hitting the thunder sea condensed by tens of thousands of people, and he was shocked by vomiting blood and retreating.
Luo Xingchen gently waved his hand to support him, and comforted him: "Don't worry, you still need to grow. Leave it to me!"
"This son's appearance is so similar to that of rebelliousness. Could it be that you are the little boy from the beginning?"
Zi Hongzheng angered, and immediately felt a murderous spirit in his heart that could not be contained.
Qin Lang sneered: "My father is a hero, not a treacherous villain! For the sake of his brother, he will bear the humiliation, you will hate Huangquan sooner or later."
For thousands of years, the struggle between the human race and the demons has never stopped.
The demons intend to annex the world, unite vertically and horizontally, to become the overlord of the spirit world.
Terrans have never invaded other people's land, but they have been repeatedly provoked.
Fate, after all, is to be broken.
Luo Xingchen said indifferently: "Today's two choices are either one-to-one, I will defeat all the invincible guys, or the fish will die and the net will be broken, how about you?"
While talking, a mad dragon flickered on Long Ling's body, causing storms and rains. The nine-color dragon scale armor protects the body and is condensed by the cauldron of all things.
Her body is not tall, but she is exceptionally well-proportioned, with a flawless face, flawless temperament, and a smile, which can dump all beings.
However, if she does not smile, she will not be angry or prestigious, her heroic will be compelling, and her eyes will be dazzling.
Long Ling, soaring to the middle of Qin Lang and Luo Xingchen, took Qin Lang's arm, and whispered softly: "Brother, don't be angry. With me, they are dead."
Qin Lang broke away from Long Ling's jade hand with a backhand, smiled, and touched her cheek: "Brother can't protect you, do you want you to protect me? Little meaning..."
He wiped off the blood, straightened his chest, coldly staring at the demon army, standing still.
"Challenge, there should be a rule of the game too! I have to see if your ability can be reversed?"
Zichuan said coldly and mockingly.
In the thunder sea, a domineering martial artist who repairs the demon thunder body, the seventh calamity.
He pointed to Qin Lang and said coldly: "This son, leave it to me to clean up."
At this time, Qin Lang was in the fourth calamity, and between the two, there were three calamities.
In the Ten Tribulation Realm, one Tribulation and One Heaven, the quality of the physical body is inherently different.
Qin Lang faced him with bare hands, not relying on any weapons.
On the other hand, the seventh calamity man of the Thunder Demon clan, holding a magic knife in his hand, his face was fierce and fierce.
Luo Xingchen took Long Ling away and landed on the ground. They were a group of people, watching indifferently.
This is a duel between Haori and Lei.
The violent destruction of the thunder, facing the burning of the sun, all the wastes.
Ten red-white golden crows flew around Qin Lang, the red-white flames were so pure and pure that they could wash away the evil spirits of the world.
The fourth calamity, the seventh calamity, there will be an unprecedented battle...