Galaxy Shattering Blade

"Ruomen Fairy, Ye Xia, Needle..."

Lin Feng read the "Yao Xing Bang", which was written by Bagua Dian, and was ranked by talents under the age of 30 on thirty-three continents. The top of the line is his own name-Lin Feng, male, 20 years old, Chinese, blood building blood killer, the battle of Yaoxing black horses all the way out of the thorns, and finally lost to Ruomen fairy...

A large-scale introduction, including personal stories.

The following is the Wudaozi of the Taoist Valley, eclipsing the sky. Although they have become a member of the troop army of the Glory Seven League, they did not immediately enter the world of Nirvana. There are different reasons and choices. Anyone who enters the top 30 of the race can directly enter the Nirvana World Glory League and become an elite army of the Seven Leagues.

"They have already stepped into the nirvana world before me." Lin Feng did not care.

There is not much difference between one step early and one step late. Even if you enter Nirvana with your own strength, you must first become a strong Nimes. After all, that is the basic strength of Nirvana.

"Blood Shadow, also left." Lin Feng browsed again, without the name of Blood Shadow.

Although Blood Shadow lost in Ye Xia's hands and missed the race, but with his strength and qualification, it was more than enough to enter the top 100 of the Yaoxing list. The Yaoxing list was only one possibility without his name, that is, he also entered the world of Nirvana. ±dǐng±ǎn±小± said, ⊥↖.

"Sure enough." Lin Feng sighed softly.

Persistent to madness, I am sure that Blood Shadow will not stay in the Blood Tower when he enters the Nirvana world. With his character, he will probably join the general army of the Glory League, sharpen on the battlefield, and accumulate military skills to climb up step by step.

He was cruel to others and even more cruel to himself.

"Almost." Lin Feng closed the Yaoxing list.

The reason why I still haven't left is because one person-Ao Jianhui, Da Qiu Weibao, how can I go.

If you don’t kill him, Senior Bai Jun will die!

Nirvana Mountain.

Ao Jianhui closed his eyes and stood in the sword array.

Ten colorful swords were suspended in mid-air, and roared. The sound of breaking the air was terrifying, and the heavenly sacred spirit was condensed on the sword. Although Ao Jianhui only entered the upper stage of the Nirvana period, the combat power was more powerful than the ordinary sage period. It was naturally not luck to force Lin Feng on that day.

"Ancestral ancestor Ao You's three unique swords are broad and profound."

"Unfortunately, I didn't fully comprehend even the first sword, otherwise the two little children would die without doubt."

In front of Ao Jianhui, the ancient brown sword sparkled.

On the same day, he lacked any luck, the appearance of the Black Bear, and the arrival of the Death Star made him fail.

"The first sword of the thirty-three continents." Nose snorted coldly, Ao Jianhui with a trace of disdain: "My Ao family's sword is well-known in the world of Nirvana. Waiting for me to realize the essence of the first sword of the three swords of Ao You, The name of the First Sword of Thirty-three Continents will be mine!"

"My Nirvana Sect is the strongest sword sect!"

Wow!

Ao Jianhui opened his eyes, and Jianguang was fierce.

"Lin Feng, don't think I can't take you away by hiding in the tortoise shell." The thick murderous intentions revealed from Ao Jianhui's body, the ancient brown sword vibrated again and again, Lin Feng appeared a year and a half ago in his mind, and then emerged Battle of Yaoxing. Ao Jianhui's heart quivered.

Inexplicable uneasiness came to mind.

This child must not stay!

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Lin Feng, retreat and practice.

The experience of the Star Wars. He has made a lot of improvements in all aspects, and his strength level has suddenly jumped to the seventh level of the next week. Lin Feng was not in a hurry to enter the Ten Blood Channel. There are still more than three months from the end of the year, and there is still time to buffer.

"Xuan!" Dao Jin was blazing. Very hot.

The rapid air friction, the perfect use of force, this knife burns like flames. Leave a comet tail. The blade of light is like a lost, Lin Feng's eyes are persistent, and he continuously fights with his opponent who has formed a sword heart, which makes his sword realm leap forward.

The twelfth realm!

"Flame." Lin Feng closed the knife, the power of the seventh limit and the fifth type was self-evident, and the absolutely fast knife made the air burn. The fifth form, which can only be cultivated by the 12 realms, has gradually mastered the know-how, and at the same time, the realm of swordsmanship is also steadily improving.

carry on!

"I'm still far away." Lin Feng knows clearly that he and Ao Jianhui are still very big right now. gap.

"First to the peak of the twelve realms, then break through the heart of the knife!"

"Thunder Dragon Code, fifth."

"Evil Dark Magic, Part Three."

In addition to practicing knives, Lin Feng spent additional time on the cultivation of the Holy Spirit.

It is now the eighth most important sacred energy of the next week. It must be absorbed to the limit to condense and become one. Here you can see the importance of the practice method. The Leilong Shengdian is written by the teacher, True Dragon Sovereign.

Therefore, although the Thunder Dragon Holy Spirit is a super first-class Holy Spirit, including inferior qualifications to the Dark Demon Holy Spirit, the cultivation speed is still far beyond.

However, the absorption of the energy of heaven and earth by the vortex body is quite amazing.

"The energy of thunder, the energy of darkness." Lin Feng's eyes were bright.

Ao Jianhui is stronger than himself now, one is Jianxin, and the other is the divine spirit.

But these two are not out of reach.

"The heavenly spirit is the fusion of light and earth."

"I will also merge two kinds of heaven and earth sacred gas-dark and thunder."

"Condensed into a ghostly spirit!"

After the Battle of Yaoxing, the blood and fog was lively.

First, the only one with ten blood core members was released, and then the name of Lin Feng was resounding. The blood tower No. 30 recruited new recruits, just like it was ready to make a big surprise at the end of the year. Lin Feng alone can raise the score of the comprehensive assessment at the end of the year a lot.

The task completion rate, the number of tasks completed, the overall strength, the strongest strength and the total amount of the task are obtained in five aspects, and the blood tower ranking of each continent will be determined next year.

"The strongest strength is undoubtedly Lin Feng."

"In terms of overall strength, the 30th blood tower has four seven bloods. Lin Feng’s one ten blood is much higher than the four seven blood scores combined. With the newly added newcomers, the task completion number, overall strength and The total amount of the task is no problem for this year's Dongningzhou Blood Tower to enter the top ten."

"Don't be kidding, Shan Linfeng alone can take the Dongningzhou Blood Tower to the fifth to seventh place~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It will be more scary next year."

Comprehensive assessment at the end of the year, followed by rewards, is more of a glory.

Everyone is guessing where the 30th Blood Tower will be ranked this time, plus the first battle for the number of ten blood core members, which makes the originally expected comprehensive assessment at the end of the year, which is even more fired, Lin Fengzhi The name became louder.

"Look, isn't that Lin Feng?"

"He came to take the task too?"

"Stupid! It is now in late September. Of course, Brother Lin entered the blood killing channel to practice."

Focusing on the eyes, Lin Feng stepped into the Hall of Blood Mist.

"Brother Lin!" "Brother Lin!" "Boss Lin Feng." ... Many low-level blood killers stood respectfully and bowed their salutes. For their blood killers at this level, Lin Feng is the sky, the strongest existence in the whole blood building, a living legend!

(Restore four more, the first one will be sent first) (Unfinished to be continued.)