Peerless Glory System

Chapter 191
Ling Feng and others rushed out of the Tongtian Tower, followed by a sound like the roar of the sky.

The domineering and wildness hidden in the voice is ready to come out, and the world trembles.

At this moment, the towering Tongtian Tower in the eyes of everyone, symbolizing the Tongtian Tower of the Shenfeng Academy, began to fall apart.

Boom! !
The Tongtian Pagoda, which is hundreds of feet long, has been turned into ruins in just a few breaths of time.

Flying sand and rocks, smoke and dust filled the air.

The terrifying wind and waves blew Ling Feng and others far away. If it weren't for the blessing of Feng Ge and the others, the aftermath of the collapse alone would have completely submerged Ling Feng and others.

A black realm of dark matter enveloped the ruins of Babel.

Huge boulders floated in the void, and the entire sky was almost occupied by the boulders.

On a twenty-foot stone, a bald-headed man, War Demon, was holding his body. His body seemed to be cast from fine steel, exuding an aura of absolute power all the time.

He grinned, the blood at the corner of his mouth and the blood hole on his body were completely ignored by him.

Ling Feng finally knew why he had such a familiar aura.

Among the inheritance crystals he possesses, the aura of gravity inheritance is exactly the same as that of War Demon.

Regarding this point, Ling Feng was not confident.After all, War Demon's body is as powerful as a desolate beast.He has also dabbled in inheritance of gravity, but he has no such ability.From what he saw, it was really rare to be able to feel this kind of aura of the same origin.

The blood spirit patriarch was no longer calm and calm as before, his body was sunken in every place.Even though he is a demon with a strong physical body, but at this moment, it is like paper, almost fragmented.

His breathing was rough and rapid, obviously the injury was serious.

He stared at Zhan Mo with a pair of terrified and inexplicable expressions, and Ling Feng could read the deep fear hidden in it.

Even if a strong man in the destiny realm has not yet recovered, his majesty is not something that the saint realm can compete with.But now this situation made Ling Feng have a strong interest in Zhanmo and his organization.

Fushen, what kind of organization is this?
"What on earth do you want to do? Do you really want to fight to the death? The old man has never provoked you, so you have to forgive others. Let's just forget about today's matter?" The blood spirit ancestor asked quite humbly road.

His heart was already filled with anger.He swore that if he returned to the Destiny Realm, he would cut the guy in front of him to pieces.

But in front of him, he could only bow his head first.

Zhan Mo sneered, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, not knowing whether it was mocking or what it meant.

"It's boring! Thousands of years of sealing, it seems that you have worn out all your vigor. The majestic and powerful person is actually timid? You really let me down!"

"The game is over here, I should leave too." War Demon said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, the blood spirit patriarch was overjoyed.Even though he was not showing his emotions or anger, he couldn't help showing joy at this moment.

As for Ling Feng and the others below, their hearts suddenly tightened.If War Demon leaves, will they be able to compete against the Blood Spirit Patriarch?

The bloodlust in Zhan Mo's eyes became stronger, and he said unhurriedly: "Take my punch. If you can stop it, you will live; if you can't stop it, you will die!"

The dark matter poured continuously towards Zhan Mo's right fist.Like bees and butterflies, in just a moment, this dark field was completely compressed to the size of a fist.

Ling Feng's pupils widened. At this moment, not only him, but everyone was staring at Zhan Mo's right hand in horror.

Fear from the heart, an indescribable terrifying force escaped from the right fist.

The smile on the face of the blood spirit patriarch instantly turned into a terrified look.

escape!
At this moment, there is only one thought in his mind!
Destruction Punch!

A simple punch out, it looks like an ordinary punching action.

But such an ordinary punch shattered the Baizhang Void in an instant.

Endless black holes were formed, and with one punch, the world seemed to have become an absolute silence.

Everyone seemed to have turned into walking dead and became numb.

In their sea of ​​consciousness, everything is covered by a little light in front of them.

Darkness enveloped the void, and what the boundless darkness brought was the breath of death.

The next moment, the sound, like a thunderclap, and the sound of thousands of beasts galloping suddenly came out.

Everyone came back to their senses and saw black holes emerging one after another high above the sky.Cracks, the void is like a mirror that has been stepped on countless feet, with countless cracks.

The aura of the blood spirit patriarch completely dissipated and disappeared from this world.

His sea of ​​blood, his body, all dissipated in this world.

Dead silence!Deathly silence!

War Demon landed on the ground, his eyes were impassive, and his face was as expressionless as a zombie.

He walked towards Ling Feng.

Before he took a step, the ground behind him collapsed like a soft cake.

Obviously there wasn't any breath leaking out, but that overwhelming sense of suffocation hit Ling Feng and the others like a tide.

Under this feeling of suffocation, Ling Feng suddenly felt that Mount Tai was pressing down on him, with his shoulders carrying the huge mountain of ten thousand jun, his knees suddenly knelt down.

The pressure was like a tide, Ling Feng gritted his teeth, and all the cells in his body became active at this moment.

Can't kneel!
This is a competition between martial arts wills.Ling Feng knew in his heart that as long as he knelt down, it meant that he had succumbed to the war demon.

This is trampling and torturing his soul.Once he obeys, his heart will be covered with a layer of haze.

On the road of martial arts, the further one goes, the narrower the road becomes!It is not an exaggeration to describe it as thousands of troops and horses crossing the Duma Bridge.

This road is destined to be accompanied by blood and death.

Ling Feng doesn't want to succumb to anyone, he's just himself.What he wants to do is to be a free man.

"Hey! It's interesting!" Zhan Mo murmured, his eyes lighted up slightly.

At his level, there are only equal opponents in his eyes.

The pressure on Ling Feng was nothing but his will.It's like someone trampled an ant to death, without any reason.

And Ling Feng's performance can be said to have exceeded his expectations.

There are very few saints who can resist his aura.

Maybe this is a good opponent, at least it has this potential!

War Demon suddenly thought in his heart.

At this moment, a ripple appeared in the space.

"He is mine, you'd better not make any small moves, don't have any thoughts."

The tone is indifferent, revealing a sense of loneliness and vicissitudes that are proud of the world.

Ling Feng turned his head away, and the next moment, his eyes were bloodshot.

His five fingers clenched tightly, and he didn't feel a bit of pain when he fell into the flesh and blood.At this moment, Ling Feng only had boundless killing intent in his mind.

"Tsk tsk, when is the difference between you and me? What qualifications do you have to order me?"

"Ying Zongdao!"

Zhan Mo's eyes narrowed, and he restrained his momentum.

(End of this chapter)