Above the sky, deep in the black hole, roll up a terrible invisible fluctuation.
The next moment, a person wearing an old cloak, the skin on his body was tattered, and the figure seemed to be repaired.
"This is ... the king of the spirit!"
The demon lord blurted out, and his voice was frightened.
At the same time, on the side of the Haixian Island, whether it is the main island owner of the Haixian, or the old crowds such as Cairfler or the Duke of Cyber, they are shaking.
Shen Tu Xuan Ce was dazed and murmured: "Oh my god, it's actually the king of the spirit!"
"Kill the King of Lingling? What happened to kill the King of Ling?"
Tuoba Yan bit her lips, looked at Ling Feng's figure, and worried about it.
"Killing the spirit king, that is the legendary, the murderer from the world of undead!"
Hai Shen Island's main breath took a deep breath, and his complexion was extremely dignified.
Shen Tuoxuan shook his head, and Shen Sheng said: "The saying of the world of undead is mostly the virtuality of the son. In fact, the king of killing the spirit is actually a fierce spirit that devour the soul.
The sense of reason, wherever they go, any creature with soul will be attracted by them and make up for themselves. When this kind of fierce spirit is strong enough, they can be promoted to kill the king and kill all the souls! "
"Even in ancient times, in the golden age that was very suitable for practitioners, their soul was far more powerful than the warriors in this era.
Shen Tu Xuan Ce took a deep breath, showing an extremely dignified expression on his face, "I thought Brother Ling's life and death had reached the last step, and I was stable. But ..."
After pause, Shen Tu Xuan Ce continued: "But if it is the king of the spirit, my brother Ling is afraid ...
"What?"
"No?"
"Is Ling Feng's little friend really jealous of heaven and is not allowed by heaven and earth?"
The former of the Haixian Island sighed again and again.
Ling Feng's big robbery is incredible and amazing, making people unbelievable, this is really just a robbery.
"Hahaha!"
In the distance, the evil leader laughed, "Since it is the king of the spirit, the little boy, you will be dead! This is also good, and it will save the work and waste some effort to clean up you!"
The corner of the demon lord hangs a proud smile, killing the king of the spirit, even if Ling Feng has a golden war soul, how about it?
The golden soul of the golden war is impossible to resist the offensive of the King of Ling Ling.
"Boy Ling Feng, what did you do in the end, even the king of the Ling Ling came out!"
The exclamation of the cheap donkey came from the mind, the sound of this cheap donkey was mixed with a hint of vibrato!
"Killing the King of Ling ..."
Ling Feng took a deep breath. Although he didn't know what the king of killing the spirit meant, it was only from that breath, compared with the goddess of the Fang, I am afraid that there was more than one level.
"The so -called king of the spiritual king is fused by countless godlife atmosphere, and it gathers the negative emotions of this countless soul atmosphere. There is no reason at all. Once you are born, you must kill the world and absorb countless life souls. Boy, you, you, you, you, you, you
Since asking for more blessings, after you die, I will keep your legacy! "
The cheap donkey laughed, "After all, the beast is definitely your first heir!"
Ling Feng was speechless for a while, and was too lazy to ignore this cheap donkey, the golden soul of the whole body, urged to the extreme.
To deal with this kind of killing king, any martial arts and exercises are in the same way. The only thing that can compete with it is its own soul.
For a while, Ling Feng's golden war soul burst out of the golden light, condensed into a golden god of war. As long as the war soul is immortal, the king of killing the spirit will want to devour his soul.
"kill!"
The weapon of killing the king of Ling Ling is also a rotten stone stick, on the stone stick, the soul -soul on the stone stick, and the soul of countless people are miserable. Just listening to this sound, they will have a sense of fear.
Killing King's hand holding the tattered stone stick, and a stick to Lingfeng.
Ling Feng's expression was dignified, and the golden war soul held up a sword of a soul, and a sword touched.
Boom!
As soon as he played against, the layer of wall barriers formed by Ling Feng's golden war soul were actually disintegrated by the land collapse and crushed directly.
Click!
Click!
The golden soul behind him actually appeared cracks.
Even with the golden soul, under the soul offensive of the King of Lingling, it was so vulnerable.
"puff!"
Ling Feng suddenly sprayed a bite of blood, the soul was created, and even more serious than the trauma of the body.
And the king of killing the spirit, obviously not prepared to give Ling Feng any chance to breathe, hold the tattered stone stick, one stick after a stick, a stick over a stick, constantly attacking Ling Feng.
Bang Bang!
Every stick smashed down, and Ling Feng's golden war soul had a few more cracks. A dozen sticks came down. Ling Feng's golden war soul was almost impossible to condense, and Ling Feng was more vomiting blood.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The demon lord laughed, and he felt that Ling Feng was already at the end of the crossbow.
The emergence of King Ling Ling is doomed to Ling Feng, only one dead end.
On the other hand, one side of the Haixian Island shows an extremely anxious color. If Ling Feng fails, no one can stop the demon leader.
For Haixian Island, it is undoubtedly a disaster.
"puff!"
On the high altitude, Ling Feng sprayed a bite of blood again, and his complexion was pale to the extreme.
Under the violent offensive of the king of the Ling Ling, Ling Feng only felt that his soul origin was almost scattered by the killing Ling Wang Zhen.
His swordsmanship, his other fire, his dragon elephant dominance, his immortal gold body, and even the eyes of his emperor, at this moment, could not give him any help at all.
The killing king, strictly speaking, did not have a physical, Ling Feng's attack, and could not cause any damage to it.
Unless, you have the same powerful soul attack method.
But compared to the power of killing the spirit king, his own soul skills are like the light of fireflies.
In the final analysis, the Golden War Soul is still not enough to watch in front of the king of the spirit.
"The golden war soul is not good, then bet on, colorful war soul!"
Ling Feng gritted his teeth, he must not die here anyway.
"bring it on!"
Ling Feng's eyes were cracking, his face was full of blood, his eyes were full of unbeaten fighting spirit, and the decisive heart of fighting with heaven.
With a roar, Ling Feng actually removed the broken golden soul of the whole body, and replaced it with a hint of colorful colorful light.
"What! It's ... colorful light!"
The devil's eyelids jumped, "Could it, he has already condensed, the colorful war soul?"