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Chapter two thousand nine hundred and thirty

"You!!" Leng Huai gritted his teeth and glared at Bai Ling, but then a sarcastic smile appeared on his face: "Bai Ling, you are also His Highness of the Seventh Heaven, is it really nice to be someone else's dog?

?”

"His Royal Highness Leng Huai is surprised when he says this. Aren't you also a dog under the Heavenly Army? You should know the feeling of being a dog better than me." The corners of Bai Ling's mouth also raised upwards, although Leng Huai is from the sixth level of heaven.

Your Highness, but Bai Ling will not show weakness if he speaks so rudely.

Leng Huai was slightly shocked when he heard this, and the figures standing beside him all looked at Bai Ling with gloomy expressions. Leng Huai looked at Bai Ling, and his words exuded a little killing intent: "Xiao Feng

It’s just a two-star fighting god. If you use him as your backer, if you talk like this, I’m afraid not even ashes will be left in the end.”

"I'm sorry, His Highness Xiao Feng has already broken through to the three-star God of War. After all, his growth rate is too fast. With your talent, it is naturally beyond your reach. As for whether he will become ashes or not, I have not considered it, but I am not as afraid of death as you are."

Bai Ling continued to reply to Leng Huai.

"Very good, very tough. I hope you can always be so tough. If Xiao Feng does not return to the team, even if the Fighting God Alliance will not punish him, I will not let him get out of this miracle easily!" Leng Huai looked at him without showing any weakness.

Bai Ling, he had no choice, let alone taking action here. After all, there were more than a thousand people behind Bai Ling. If a fight really broke out, he would probably have to peel off a layer of his skin after returning.

Bai Ling did not continue to answer, but still gave Leng Huai a step down. After all, Leng Huai was still His Highness of the Sixth Heaven, and his status was more important. If there was a real quarrel, it would naturally be of no benefit to Bai Ling.

"Everyone, this should be the treasure land with the most Seven-Color Glazed Source Qi, but it will also be the place with the greatest competition. We must unite and remember that life is more important than resources. If necessary,

, giving up resources to protect yourself is the right way." Leng Huai's voice came out slowly, more than 3,000 people looked at him, and a strange place appeared in front of them.

This is a forest of flames. The flowers, plants and trees are all burning with seven-color fires, lighting up the entire sky into seven colors. If you look at it, it is connected into one, and its hugeness is unimaginable.

But at this time, there were still restrictions blocking it, so all the forces were unable to enter for a while, so they had no choice but to stand and look at this sea of ​​​​fire forest.

"In addition to the seven-color glazed source energy, there are probably other strange things in this forest. This flame is strange. It burns so vigorously. If you look closely, the trees are growing lushly, and you can only feel that

A stream of warmth is not as hot as it should be." Leng Huai narrowed his eyes and looked at the forest of flames, feeling extremely confused in his heart.

As time goes by, the restrictions are fading, but more and more forces are appearing around, and there are no temporary fights. Those who have grievances should have been resolved long ago. They are all for cultivation, so there is no reason.

There are far fewer fights.

After all, if any force here steps forward, no one can escape unscathed. They are either wolves or dogs. Even if they cannot be bitten to death, they can still tear off pieces of flesh.

"After the restriction subsides, if Xiao Feng still doesn't come, we'll just wait and see!" Leng Huai's eyes were cold, but this time he just murmured in a low voice, feeling dissatisfied in his heart.

The Tianjun had also issued an order a long time ago. If there was a chance to kill Xiao Yan, they would kill him directly, and Jin Wuye would guarantee his life. If Xiao Yan died here, even Caokou would be beyond his reach.

With such a general order, Leng Huai naturally has nothing to fear, and the impression Xiao Yan gives him is not good. Once Xiao Yan's strength rises, his prestige will definitely increase exponentially, and the identity of the palace master is only in name only.

If you really want to have a status in the Fighting God Alliance, you must have military power, just like Cao Kou and Jin Wuye, and like Han Shen, but Han Shen is his own secret soldier.

In the God of Fighting Alliance, those who have military power are called generals, but the military power in their hands is also divided into numbers. The greater the number, the stronger naturally. Therefore, the title of Palace Master is just a ranking in the God of Fighting Alliance.

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Leng Huai hopes to gain fame by suppressing Xiao Yan. Of course, it is entirely possible that he is just talking and pretending when Xiao Yan is not around. There are many such people.

However, we still have to wait until Xiao Yan comes here to know. Xiao Yan, who is in the minefield, has naturally received Bai Ling's summons, but now Xiao Yan has no time to pay attention to it. He is once again standing in the

In mid-air, a purple thunder began to gather again.

There was just a roar, as if the thunder could split the sky into a crack, and it fell fiercely on Xiao Yan with purple light. As expected, Xiao Yan once again shot down like a kite with its string broken, and fell heavily.

When he landed, his body was still devastated.

Lei Li raised his hand and sent him into the thunder pool again. The lightning strike may cause explosive pain, but the pain in the thunder pool is continuous. And during this, Xiao Yan must keep his consciousness clear, otherwise

You will completely lose your original intention.

The screams continued, but fortunately, Xiao Yan's screams were covered up by the thunder around him.

Time and time again, Xiao Yan was bombarded by the purple thunder, and each time he was severely injured. The thunder pool had the power to repair it, but it was still very painful.

Fortunately, Xiao Yan used his strong willpower to grit his teeth and hold on. However, this kind of practice was very effective. The speed of the red thunder in Xiao Yan's body was increasing rapidly, from more than a dozen to more than a dozen.

There are dozens of lines.

He has experienced five purple thunder bombardments. Although Lei Li did not tell Xiao Yan, he was the one who carried the thunder, so he naturally felt that although the purple thunder was all one, each one was stronger than the last!

After the fifth time, Xiao Yan was sitting cross-legged in the thunder pool, recovering from his injuries. Lei Li stood beside him with his hands behind his back.

"Do you think this kind of pain is worth it?" Lei Li asked Xiao Yan, and Xiao Yan forced a smile.

"Faith, partners, and family ties combined must be worth it!" Xiao Yan gritted his teeth and spoke loudly.

"Why this perseverance can still be inherited after reincarnation... It's really incredible." Lei Li looked at Xiao Yan and murmured in a low voice. Ordinary thunder is difficult for ordinary people to resist. This purple thunder, it is no exaggeration to say, can

It is a terrifying thing to cause a lower-level space to be devastated in an instant, but such thunder is used to strengthen the body.

"Master... In addition to the glazed source energy, is there anything else in this miracle?" Xiao Yan also took this opportunity to ask Lei Li.

Reilly paused, turned his head slightly, looked up into the distance, and could vaguely see the colorful sky, and then replied: "Of course, in this miracle, there is a heart of fire."

This news fell into Xiao Yan's ears, and a sound more terrifying than Zi Lei's voice exploded in Xiao Yan's heart!


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