"Who do you want to kill?"

A flash of lightning, Ling Feng's figure seemed to jump out of the void, directly blocking between the Huang Shen and Mu Qianxue.

"Brother Ling!"

Mu Qianxue was immediately delighted, and a strong sense of security was filled with it.

Even if the sky falls, as long as Ling Feng is around you, everything will be fearless.

"Shima Ling!"

Frezer covered his chest, and the crystal-shaped scales on his body had been broken. His eyes were fixed on Ling Feng's figure.

It's him!

It's him here!

For this Xiaofeng General Office who saved his life, he is almost synonymous with miracles.

Kakabel wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and struggled to stand up.

"Where did that guy come from? When he appeared, the space-time rules of this space were obviously fluctuated, as if they were directly connected to this place from another space!"

It's like, from another space, it's directly transmitted to this place.

Kakabel's eyes were fixed on Ling Feng's figure. This was the space behind the God-Zhi Tianmen, which should have been a completely independent space.

It should not be connected to the outside world, and even the void cannot access this space.

And Ling Feng, how did he come in?

Even if Ling Feng masters the rules of time and space, how could he connect the Divine Essence and the Void with his own strength?

I have to say that Kakabel is indeed the first-class super genius in the star field.

He also has a certain degree of spatial power, so he can think of so many things from the fluctuations in space.

Indeed, Ling Feng naturally cannot connect to the space of the void and the Shenzhitianmen.

However, the Tianmen weapon spirit can do it completely.

In the world within the God-Essential Heavenly Gate, the Heavenly Gate Artifact Spirit is equivalent to the master of this world.

As long as it wants, Ling Feng can naturally appear in any layer of space within the Shenzhi Tianmen.

After learning that Mu Qianxue was in crisis, Ling Feng begged the Tianmen weapon spirit to teleport him over as soon as possible.

Of course, Kakabel thought a little deeper.

He not only realized that Ling Feng seemed to connect the space of the void and the Shenzhi Tianmen, but also realized that there was more than one layer of space within the Tianmen.

"Before entering this place, I clearly received a test of the origin of the soul. Could it be that besides the Heavenly Gate of the Lord, there are still higher-level existences?"

Kakabel took a deep breath and couldn't help feeling ashamed of himself.

only……

Even though he is so evil, he is facing the desolate god at this moment!

Can he defeat the Wilderness God?

The old monster who existed on Shadow Island for many years was too magnificent and too vast compared to those of them, who were less than a hundred years old.

These are completely two different orders of magnitude. How can the arm be twisted over the thigh?

Otherwise, wouldn’t the tens of thousands of years of the Waste God live in vain?

"It's you!"

In an instant, the eyes of the God of Waste locked firmly on Ling Feng.

If you ask who the God of Wild hates the most, and who he wants to kill the most, it is undoubtedly Ling Feng.

If it weren't for Ling Feng, he wouldn't have been defeated, his soul and soul would be destroyed, and he could even take over the body of the Yoder tribe and be reborn.

Although in the result, he gained the body of the Yoder tribe, broke and then stood up, and entered the magical realm of gods and demons.

But I still have to let out this tone.

"Kill you! I will kill you first! Kill you! Kill you!"

The Wilderness God frantically pulled his hair. Before, he was still pulling it a few strands, but now he was almost one piece by one, and he was plucking it wildly.

Even the scalp was torn apart, revealing the white skull inside, which made people feel creepy.

However, under this crazy mood that was almost self-abuse, the breath of the god of the wild god began to surge wildly.

This time, he had to learn from the lessons from last time and could no longer let Ling Feng show his trump cards and then kill him.

Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll have to capsize in the gutter.

After all, I was bitten by a snake once and was afraid of a rope for ten years.

God of Wilderness, I don’t want to capsize in Ling Feng’s hands again.

"So you're an old friend?"

At the same time, Ling Feng was also looking at the Waste God opposite.

"Have you taken over the Viga of the Yodel tribe?"

Ling Feng raised his hand and touched the bridge of his nose. I have to say that guy Vega is really unlucky enough to encounter such a thing.

But that's fine, he doesn't have much affection for Vega anyway. A sinister and cunning person like Vega will just die.

"Boy, die!"

The Wilderness God roared to the sky, and the sharp bone spurs on his body surged in the wind. In the blink of an eye, he had turned into a monster covered with white bones, with a body of more than ten feet tall!

A strong sense of oppression came, making people almost breathless.

Kakabel, Frezer and Mu Qianxue all felt like hundreds of ancient sacred mountains were suppressed down above their heads.

In this world dominated by the origin of the soul, facing the huge origin of the soul of the god of the Waste God, these younger generations are indeed far from each other.

Here, the God of Waste almost does not need to use any killing moves. As long as the enemy is suppressed with the origin of the soul, the opponent will be almost extremely moved.

A random blow can make the opponent desperate.

This is also why Kakabel and Frezor have both made breakthroughs again, but they can't take a single move in the hands of the God of Waste.

That kind of suppression is really too terrifying.

"Want to suppress me?"

A curve was raised in the corner of Ling Feng's mouth. Indeed, the God of Waste brought him a lot of pressure.

Tens of thousands of years have indeed not been in vain.

But, in terms of suppression...

"Wild God, have you ever heard the ancient dragon language?"

Ling Feng smiled, with a faint curve on his face.

"Dragon Words? Hehehehehehe—"

The wild god's crazy eyes were covered with scarlet bloodshots, "I will let you know today what the whisper of death is!"

"Is that true?"

Ling Feng took a deep breath, raised his head to the sky, and then let out a deafening roar, "Fus—Ro—Dah—"

The dragon roar magical power is not undone!

In an instant, a violent aura rolled out, instantly recoiling the terrifying soul pressure of the Waste God. Not only that, it also suppressed the Waste God directly.

Absolute suppression!

There is no room for resistance!

There is no reason to say!

The ancient dragon language is absolutely suppressed!

"No! This is impossible!"

The God of Wild widened his eyes. For a moment, the sharp bone spurs all over him were ashes, like sand and dust.

His body fell from a thousand feet high and fell heavily on the ground.

Bang!

The earth shook, and the whole world was shaking.

Ling Feng's dragon roar magic power can even suppress the will of Emperor Yan Tian, ​​let alone a mere desolate god?

In this world dominated by the will of the soul, Ling Feng is the real big brother!

"Old friend, if you get up with your tail between your legs, maybe after we leave, there will be a chance to continue to play a mighty role in Shadow Island and become the king. Unfortunately, now you have no chance."

Ling Feng took a deep breath. Although his dragon roar magical power could only suppress the will of Emperor Yan, incarnation for less than a breath.

However, if you suppress the God of Desolation, you will have at least ten breaths.
To be continued...