War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens

Feng Tong, the first strongest of the North Emperor, the existence of the Wuhuangjing.匕匕奇中文网шшш.Ыqi

Even in the northern desert of the ‘out-of-domain’, no one can take the sword that he is trying to stab.

Now, in this small and remote kingdom on the mainland side of the mainland, ‘a glimpse of the emptiness of the warrior’ has not seen a few small kingdoms in the mountains, but some people have taken the sword that he has spurred.

Know that he has this sword, but it contains more than 7,000 ancient horned dragons!

It can still be taken over.

"You... are you really a segment of the sky?"

Feng Tong looked at a purple long hair flying in front of him, a pair of blushing scorpions did not contain any feelings of the purple youth, a look of taboo.

He can't believe it anyway.

Duan Lingtian, a singer who has never been seen in his eyes, has been able to take over his sword as a strong man in the imperial court.

The reply from Feng Tong and so on is a piece of Duan Lingtian.

Accurately speaking, it is the palm of Duan Lingtian after ‘magicization’.

Boom!

Duan Lingtian took a shot, and the vast black power was like a black flood. Before Feng Tong had not had time to react, he drowned him.

After the flood, Feng Tong, in front of Duan Lingtian, was a stranger, and the flesh and blood of the internal organs disappeared completely.

Feng Tong’s jealousy keeps his last sword-holding movement.

Vaguely you can see that there are three ‘fragments’ in the ,, one ‘Olympic Fragments’, and two ‘Ideas Fragments’.

Hey!

Suddenly, a whisper came, but it was Feng Tong’s shock, which turned into a smashing powder, scattered with the wind, and completely disappeared into the world.

Only the ‘Olympic Fragments’ and ‘Italian Fragments’ were left.

One ‘one heavy emperor's shards’, two ‘nine high-order artistic shards’.

The three pieces fell in the Imperial Palace of the Akasaka Kingdom, and were completely ignored by the paragraph Ling Tian after the ‘magicization’, as if he was dismissive of the three pieces.

"Wow!!"

A voice of vomiting blood came and alerted Duan Lingtian.

In the distance, the only remaining North Emperor of the North sneaked into the Fengtian dance. After the successful sneak attack, the first time flew and fled, and the blink of an eye disappeared in front of Duan Lingtian, as if it had never appeared before.

Boom!

At the same time, the Fengtian Dance, which spit out a **** spurt, the power that originated from the ‘the body of the fire spirit’ that was temporarily suppressed by her, broke out completely!

For a time, Fengtian Dance was shrouded in a skyrocketing flame.

She is white and jade-like skin, and now there are some red spots, more and more spots, combined, so that the skin of Fengtian dance seems to be a fiery red.

Dang Lingtian after ‘magicization’, originally staring at Feng Tian’s dance, intended to shoot against Feng Tian’s dance.

Suddenly, he shook his head, and a pair of blushing scorpions showed a bit of luster, whispering and saying: "Heaven...day dance...day dance..."

"Section...big brother."

Fengtian Dance only feels that her body is full of heat, even her soul, now seems to be burned by the flames, so her consciousness is blurred.

Now, she only feels that her upper and lower eyelids are fighting and wants to sleep.

But she knew in her heart that once she really fell asleep and wanted to wake up again, she was afraid that it would be impossible.

"Section... paragraph... paragraph big brother..."

The consciousness of Fengtian Dance gradually blurred. She only felt that her whole person seemed to have been buried in the sea of ​​fire. It will not take long for her consciousness to be completely annihilated.

Boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!

......

The flames on Feng Tianwu’s body rise and rise again and again. Every time they rise, they make the air turbulent and radiate a rolling heat wave.

"Day...day dance."

Duan Lingtian shook his head again, and then flew out, and it was in front of Fengtian Dance.

As for Feng Tian’s rising flames, he seems to be unaware of the general, on the way to the Fengtian dance, into the area covered by the flames of the sky, such as flat.

Because the flame burned, it was impossible to get close to a black mist filled around his body.

"Section... paragraph big brother... I... I am so sleepy... so sleepy..."

Feng Tianwu looked at Duan Lingtian, who was close at hand. Some of the hard stretched out her hand, her voice gradually faded, and her eyelids were almost inseparable.

"Day Dance."

The purple-blooded Duan Lingtian almost lost his mind, but his residual consciousness was still so that he could not help but reach out and hold the hand of Feng Tianwu.

In an instant, a burning and terrible force, passed from the hands of Feng Tianwu, poured into Duan Lingtian after the ‘magicization’, which made him a spirit and could not help but fight a cold war.

At the same time, Duan Lingtian after the demonization, the blush contained in his eyes gradually dissipated.

Not only that, even his purple hair, now gradually faded color, turned back to black.

Before Duan Lingtian’s consciousness completely disappeared, he clearly discovered.

The black power in his body, when the burning power in the Fengtian dance body poured into his body, also poured into her body, which is equivalent to giving each other.

The next moment, Duan Lingtian completely lost consciousness.

What happened behind him, he knew nothing.

He only had time to pull out a soft force before he lost his consciousness, wrapped around him and Feng Tian dance, holding them down slowly to avoid falling.

At the height they are now, once they fall in a coma, they die!

Dong Lingtian doesn't know how long he has been in a coma.

When he woke up again, he found himself lying in a luxurious room, the soft bed made him feel obsessed, and there was a feeling that he didn't want to leave.

"Boss, you finally woke up!"

Dong Lingtian just sat up in bed and heard a familiar voice coming from his ear. He couldn’t help but look at it.

With a glance, he saw a familiar figure, a big fat man.

Li Xuan!

His childhood playmates, and later formed a deep brotherhood.

"Fat, what is this place?"

Dong Lingtian curiously asked.

"Boss, here is the Royal Palace of Akasaka."

Li Xuan said.

Section Ling Tian is amazed.

Yes, if it’s not the palace, would it be so luxurious?

Afterwards, Li Xuan extended his thumb to Duan Lingtian, and he did not admire the words. "Boss, are you too powerful? You have killed the old guy who is headed!"

When it came to this, Li Xuan smiled and opened his face.

At first, he was caught by one of the three people around the old guy, and he has always been guilty.

Now, the old guy is dead, he is excited and happy from the bottom of his heart.

"My mental strength, there is a feeling of stagnation... Is it necessary to keep up with the repair? The sequelae of the 'Devil's Monument'?"

Checked your own paragraph Ling Tian, ​​and soon found this problem.

At the beginning, after his first enchantment of the magical monument, the spiritual power of being repaired at two levels was suppressed to a level higher than the level of cultivation.

Now, the second time the enchanted monument is enchanted, he can clearly feel that his high level of spiritual strength has a feeling of stagnation.

Afterwards, with the improvement of his cultivation, the spiritual level is likely to not be upgraded to a higher level than the repair, but the synchronization is synchronized.

Now, he is cultivated as a "six-fold" of the illusion of the virtual world, and the spiritual power is "sevenths of the virtual world."

When he is trained to break through to the ‘thinking of the virtual world, the mental power is likely to not improve.

"Fortunately, the soul technique ‘thousands of illusion’ has long since disappeared... Otherwise, the impact will be great.”

Dong Lingtian is somewhat grateful.

If he can still use the soul technique 'Thousands of Magic', and after the spirit and repair are synchronized, the soul skill 'Thousands of Magic' will undoubtedly become a chicken rib, useless.

"What about sky dance?"

Soon, Duan Lingtian returned to God and asked Li Xuan, his face full of worry.

He still remembers.

Before he lost his consciousness, the situation of the sky dance was extremely bad, and the power of the body of the fire spirit broke out completely!

The day dance at that time, the gods are also difficult to save.

Thinking of this, Duan Lingtian sinks in his heart.

"Is it something wrong?"

Dong Lingtian is a bit embarrassed.

"Boss, rest assured, the scorpion is okay...Ms. Meng is taking care of her."

Li Xuan laughed.

This time, Li Xuan called Feng Tianwu a ‘嫂子’, and Duan Lingtian did not stop him.

After the last time, his heart has acquiesced in the Fengtian dance, no longer intentionally excluded.

"Take me to see her."

Duan Lingtian said to Li Xuan that there was a bit of anxiety in the eyebrows.

This time, the reason why Fengtian Dance will face the danger of life and death is because he has moved him and is embarrassed.

Next, under the leadership of Li Xuan, Duan Lingtian went to the place where Feng Tianwu was injured.

On the road, Duan Lingtian learned from Li Xuankou that he had been lying in bed for a whole month. "What?! I have been lying for a month?!"

"Yes."

Li Xuan nodded.

Duan Lingtian took a deep breath and said: "The aftermath of the 'Devil's Tablet' is really not a joke! This time, fortunately, I was stunned in the palace... If I went elsewhere like the last time, I will die all my life. !"

After all, not everyone is as kind as ‘Ye Ye’.

Finally, Duan Lingtian saw Fengtian Dance again. Fengtian Dance was still in a coma, without any signs of waking up.

"Meng Meng, my nephew, she still hasn't woken up?"

Li Xuan looked to Meng Ping.

"No."

Meng Ping shook his head.

Dong Ling Tian Li is in the coma of the Feng Tian dance, and the spirit is quietly extended, and the situation in Feng Tian Dance is quickly explored.

"Hey...the power from the ‘the body of the fire spirit’ in Tian Dance’s body has been completely resolved? Also, the cultivation of the heavenly dance has been so much improved!”

"What happened?"

In this regard, Duan Lingtian is puzzling.

However, in general, this is a good thing.

"Hmm?"

However, when Duan Lingtian’s mental power touched the depths of Feng Tian’s mind, he couldn’t help but change his color. “What happened? How could the soul of Heaven Dance suffer such a great trauma?”