The spirit knows that he is no match for Feng Ling's attack and defense, but if I have to give up resistance just because of this, then what's the point of me cultivating for thousands of years? In the final analysis, the spirit is also a spirit formed by the combination of weapons and armor that have devoured the blood of hundreds or even tens of thousands of people, and it naturally has the Fang Gang blood of those cultivators! The more I face a strong enemy, the more I will face difficulties, even if I am beaten to pieces, I have to fight hard, otherwise what is the point of my life in this world!

The spirit did not have the slightest fear in the face of the upcoming spear that was likely to be a fatal blow to him, but his fighting spirit was getting higher and higher, it may be the blood of the cultivators who did not go, or it was because of the spirit itself, the spirit that had cultivated into the essence of fine iron knew that he would die after being attacked by this blow, but he still did not flinch!

Feng Ling's attack is getting closer and closer to the spirit, Zhang Yun's heart is becoming more and more worried, not because Zhang Yun is afraid that Feng Ling will lose, on the contrary, Zhang Yun has absolute confidence in Feng Ling, and now Zhang Yun is worried that after Feng Ling collides with the attack of this spirit, can Feng Ling, who was already highly poisonous, be able to withstand it? Zhang Yun looked at the graceful ketone body that Feng Ling was sitting on in the middle of the volcano, almost all of them were dark green snake venom, and there was only a little bit of Qingming place, Zhang Yun looked at the painful color on the face of Feng Ling, who turned into a girl, and felt infinite guilt and distress in his heart, if he could, Zhang Yun now wished that the person who was suffering was not Feng Ling, but him Zhang Yun himself!

That's right! Zhang Yun thought that the "pro-poison" that Elder Wu had inflicted on him could be transferred to other people's flesh and blood, so could this snake venom also be transferred to his own body! Thinking of this, Zhang Yun frantically pounced on the naked Feng Ling as if he had found a life-saving straw, facing the graceful posture of Feng Ling, Zhang Yun did not have a little lustful thought at this moment, what he wanted to do was to use his spiritual power to gather the body and contact with the soul body of Feng Ling, and all the toxins on the body of Feng Ling's soul were passed on to his body, and the Feng Ling's heart warmed when he felt what Zhang Yun did, but unfortunately, she knew that the snake venom would not be lifted so easily, After the attack, she said softly to Zhang Yun: "Don't be stupid, the useless snake spirit was poisoned at the end when the target was me, and it couldn't be transferred to others, the only thing that could save me was the power of the other half of the sword body, but unfortunately I couldn't accompany you to find it, Zhang Yun, I will leave this dragon hunting armor to you, and you can use it when your cultivation keeps up, because my current strength is limited to only the fifth stage of the enlightenment realm, and there are still many dragon hunting armor pendants that have not yet been revealed, But I believe that you will be able to let him play his due style, this is the last gift I give you, Zhang Yun, we will see you again in the next life! ”

When Feng Ling said this, Zhang Yun could clearly see the bitter smile and two lines of tears left on Feng Ling's girl's face. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The dragon-shaped figure carrying Zhang Yun's body felt the sad atmosphere of the two Feng Ling, and actually raised his head to reveal a sad dragon groan.

Finally, the iron spirit and the phoenix spirit's attack touched, the five-zhang long spear was inserted straight into the head of the spirit, and the scrap iron knife wielded by the spirit did not hinder the spear at all, and the layer that was originally attached to the center of the top of the spirit's head had a thick layer of fine iron "armor" in front of the dragon hunting spear was as vulnerable as tofu, and the dragon hunting spear without five zhang long was inserted into the head of the spirit without pause. Endless slime and shards of iron sprung out of the back of the spirit's head.

The spirit never imagined that the defense he had worked so hard to arrange would have no effect at all, and he would be so vulnerable in the face of the attack of the wind chime.

The body of the spirit that had been hit by the vital point lost its support and collapsed violently, shaking the ground below three times, and even the high dome was shaken by the vibration and swayed a few broken stones down, and smashed on the broken iron below, gathering a noisy sound of Ding Ling's hammer.

The phoenix spirit that succeeded in one blow instantly lost its support as if its body had been hollowed out, and passed out on top of the dragon soul, and the dragon soul carefully humped Zhang Yun's body and slowly landed on the ground.

As soon as Feng Ling, who returned to his own body, accepted the control of the spirit body, he was almost lost his mind by an indescribable burning pain in the bedroom, and even the strength to maintain the girl's body was almost lost, the girl's spirit body shook violently, and Zhang Yun felt as if the phoenix spirit would turn back into a huge phoenix body in the next second.

"Feng Ling, how is it! There is no danger to life! Zhang Yun looked at Feng Ling, whose face was extremely haggard, and asked eagerly, but Feng Ling obviously had no extra energy to answer Zhang Yun's concern, and now for Feng Ling, maintaining her sanity was already her limit.

"Haha, I really didn't expect me to be defeated with one blow!"

"yes, yes, I really didn't expect that!"

"Phoenix! Hunt the dragon! ”

"Ahh

"But you're at your limit, too!"

"Then I can only say I'm sorry, I'm not dead yet!"

Just when Zhang Yun was eagerly looking at Feng Ling, there was a noisy sound from the outside world, Zhang Yun moved his mind out, and he actually saw that the spirit that had fallen to the ground and shattered into pieces was now using waste weapons and armor to gather countless villains one after another, the villain's body shape was distorted, if you really want Zhang Yun to describe it, it is the same as the zombies in those zombie movies seen in the area! Zhang Yun couldn't help but clench the knife in his hand tightly, this is something made by this spirit in front of him! Now that he can only use this weapon, Feng Qiwu can't even summon it now, I'm afraid it will become a huge problem to even lift it.

Just when Zhang Yun raised his vigilance and looked around, for a moment, his body actually disobeyed the command, and Zhang Yun knew that this was Feng Ling forcibly occupying the right to use his body again! Zhang Yun said to Feng Ling's heart-rending voice: "You stupid bird! Give me back! Now you still have a job! If you use your strength like this, you're really dead! To die is to be gone! You'll never see me again! ”

But Feng Ling didn't reply to Zhang Yun, he controlled Zhang Yun's body and gently pinched the dragon dragon soul under him, and the dragon soul flicked its long tail, and the steel villains around him were all smashed to pieces. The dragon kept twisting and turning, and soon flew to the top of the dome of the black market, which was a mountainside, and she looked at the steel villains on the ground that were densely packed like ants' nests, and she made up her mind, it seemed that she was really going to fight to the death!

The steel villains on the ground looked at the phoenix spirits above the sky in unison, and they asked, "My crystal nucleus is among these thousands of villains, what can you do with me!" Kill them all one by one! It's a pity you won't make it that far! ”

Feng Ling didn't reply, he controlled Zhang Yun's body, and gently said a few words in the ear of the dragon soul under him, the dragon soul nodded slightly, and then he turned the dragon body and pointed the huge transparent dragon head to the ground, and the dragon's mouth opened wide, it seemed that it wanted to breathe!

The little man of steel on the ground couldn't help but laugh when he looked at the dragon's actions: "Hahaha, Phoenix, you are not a fool, do you think that this little flame can burn me to pieces!" It is a coincidence that my old blacksmith has cultivated in the black market, and even in this rat field city for thousands of years, and has not died! ”

Feng Ling ignored the provocation of the spirit, she silently threw the dragon spear down, and the dragon spear that left Zhang Yun's palm fell in the air for a short distance before turning into a little light and disappearing, Feng Ling controlled Zhang Yun's body and took off the dragon ball on his back and put it in the dragon soul dragon head under him! The dragon soul seems to have returned to its soul, and its eyes are shining! After Feng Ling did all this, he mobilized the fire of the gods in the Spirit Feather Mountain, Zhang Yun felt the movement of magma in the volcano, and immediately understood what Feng Ling wanted to do, he shouted at the golden sword Feng Qiwu and said: "Feng Qiwu! Stop Feng Ling! Stop Feng Ling! ”

But the golden sword just floated quietly on Zhang Yun's spiritual platform without much interference, as if Feng Qiwu was a dead thing again.

Zhang Yun saw that his order was invalid, he got up and enlarged his spiritual power to form a villain, he completely blocked his body on the crater of the active volcano, but this did not play a little hindering the role of Feng Ling's mobilization of divine fire, Zhang Yun felt so powerless when he saw these for the first time, he was so incompetent that he couldn't even protect Feng Ling, Zhang Yun uncontrollably fell the first tear after coming to this Tianxuan Continent.

Feng Ling felt Zhang Yun's sobs, and his heart was shocked and was filled with warmth, it seems that he really didn't find a mistake, Zhang Yun is the master that Feng Qiwu has been waiting for for thousands of years, I die without regrets!

After gathering most of the magma condensed by the divine fire in Lingyu Mountain, the phoenix spirit yelled at the dragon soul below him, "Are you ready!" ”

The dragon soul under him actually replied, "Okay! ”

After hearing the dragon soul's reply, the phoenix spirit leaned forward with both hands, and the head of a phoenix appeared in front of Zhang Yun, and the fire of the gods splashed down like a waterfall.

The dragon soul's huge mouth opened wide, and a flame erupted from his throat, and the flames raged like a fire that grows at the sight of the wind after encountering the fire of the gods!