Peerless Glory System

321 Collision
"Tsk tsk, what kind of cat and dog really dare to show their heads. Is it true that my first family is empty?" The first cold night sneered again and again.

"A cat or a dog? It's been a long time since anyone dared to talk to me like that. Not even the first to break the army. You are an old man, and you really think your life is too long." The blue-robed man said indifferently.

Although he hasn't released his aura yet, his words and deeds are actually firmly controlling the situation on the field.This is what the first cold night fears.

And when the blue-robed man said these words, his fear reached its peak.

"You know the first Pojun?" The first cold night said with a slightly trembling tone.

"He is strong enough to fight me, but he can only fight once." The blue-robed man seemed to be reminiscing about the past, his abyss-like pupils that made it impossible to see the depth exuded the breath of time.

"I know who you are, Ying Zongdao, Floating and sinking Ying Zongdao. Why are you here, how is it possible?" First Leng Ye said incoherently.

His well-maintained face was wrinkled at this moment.It can be seen that his mentality has fluctuated greatly.

"I got it, I got it. This is not your real body, the primordial spirit is divided, and you dare to enter the realm of bliss just like that. Haha, Ying Zongdao must keep you here, and your true deity will probably feel very uncomfortable too." !"

The first cold night asked and answered with a smile.He seemed to be relieved to know this fact.

"You think you can?"

After Ying Zongdao finished speaking, he looked at Nian Zhuojiu and said, "Leave him to me to deal with, you go and save Ling Feng!"

"Thank you!"

He had also heard of Ying Zongdao's name.Before he was captured by the first family, Ying Zongdao was only a minor celebrity at that time, and he had just entered the realm of saints.

But now, just the differentiation of the primordial spirit has already overcome the fluctuations of the fifth heaven of the saint realm.This is an extremely frightening state, and it's unimaginable for his deity to even cook wine.

But since they are friends rather than enemies, they don't think too much about cooking wine.With Ying Zongdao around, his pressure was simply too much.

When Ling Feng saw Ying Zongdao coming, his heart was filled with dust.

For Ying Zongdao, he has the same level of awe and resentment.In Ling Feng's view, this guy is an unscrupulous lunatic, a scientific research monster.Whether it was his cultivation talent, or his unrestrained imagination and execution ability, Ling Feng admired him endlessly.

Ling Feng himself found it strange that he had inexplicable confidence in this master-killing enemy.

"Die Ge, do it!" The situation became more and more weird, Yi Leng Ye no longer hid it, he wanted Ling Feng to die first.

A dull tone came from the mouth of the black robe: "Yes!"

I saw the man in black stretch out a pale hand from his black robe, and that hand pressed down.Immediately afterwards, Ling Feng was completely unable to move.

The Nilong Ascension Strike that he had already charged up was inexplicably defeated and turned into nothingness.

Then the man in black pulled back with his big hand, Ling Feng was surprised to find that his body was no longer under his control.

Like a puppet on a string, Ling Feng was constantly flying towards the man in black.

Ling Feng could completely imagine what it would be like if he fell into the hands of the man in black.

"Boy, let me come out. Damn it, it's all my body. If you dare to treat me like this, I can't bear it." The demon in Ling Feng's body shouted loudly.

""No need, I can do it myself! "Ling Feng, who has recovered his memory, is obviously more proud and confident than before.

He said a word lightly, and immediately after that, the extreme sword intent in his sea of ​​consciousness completely exploded.

The next moment, Ling Feng was surrounded by void, like a series of explosions, a devastating collapse occurred.

In an instant, Ling Feng felt that his body was back under his control.Then, he pointed his toes in the void, and his figure was flying away at a high speed.

"Beautiful job!" Heavenly Demon praised from the bottom of his heart.

Of course he knew what Ling Feng had just done.If all the power of the extreme sword intent is used on the body, it is obviously impossible to shake the control of the man in black.

After all, the black-robed man has the cultivation level of a saint, and his power cannot be understood by Ling Feng.

And Ling Feng was also very smart, so he didn't choose to go head-to-head.He shook the space and triggered a space burst.And with the huge power formed by the collapse of this space, the black-robed man's control was released.

It's just a breath of control, but it's enough for Ling Feng.

Because at this moment, Nian Zhuojiu arrived.

Ling Feng squatted halfway in the void, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and said with a pale smile, "Uncle Cooking Wine, I'll leave the rest to you."

"Young Patriarch, rest well. The rest will be left to the old slave." Nianzhuo Laohuai said with a relieved smile.

He was completely aware of Ling Feng's performance.

Grown up, the young Patriarch has finally grown up!He is very happy, his years of waiting are not in vain!
After reading about cooking wine, he strolled towards the man in black.

And with every step of his foot, there was a crisp sound like a mountain spring falling in the void.

At this moment, the chains of chaotic gods wrapped around his body like a spider's web spread in all directions.

After a while, a cage covering a radius of one hundred feet was formed.

Ling Feng's eyes revealed a look of remembrance.

Even though Nian Zhuojiu's injury hadn't healed, Ling Feng wasn't worried about his fighting strength at all.

Huanluo Tianzun, the title of Nianzhuojiu in its heyday.These four words were so famous in Zhongzhou back then.

The way of the field of intermingling reality and fiction in one hand makes people completely unpredictable.

Ling Feng couldn't see clearly what was going on in the cage, but he had no worries about Nian Zhujiu.

He was more interested in the battle between Ying Zongdao and First Leng Ye.

In Ling Feng's mind, Ying Zongdao is his life and death enemy.One day, he will seek justice for his master, Pan Qingshan, and pay with his blood.

Ling Feng also knew very well that Ying Zongdao was extremely terrifying.His strength is unfathomable, and he is improving every day.That's a desperate thing.

But Ling Feng will not despair, he has confidence in himself.But now, it is a good time to observe Ying Zongdao.

Even if this is not his true self, but the cultivation base of the first Leng Ye will definitely be able to force out his strength.

The first cold night did not escape, when he knew that it was not Ying Zongdao's main body who came, he was already fearless in his heart.He firmly believes in himself, and firmly believes that his cultivation of the sixth heaven of the saint realm can defeat everything.

His original way is the way of Jin Ge.Everything in the world, as long as he thinks, will become his weapon.The sharpness of gold will penetrate everything.

A golden torrent emerged behind the first cold night, and in the torrent, weapons tens of feet high competed to reflect each other.

Terrible power poured out, and within a moment, weapons fell towards Ying Zongdao from all directions.

As soon as he started, the first cold night was to go all out.He wants to completely crush Ying Zongdao.

(End of this chapter)