In the realm of the Fallen Demon Domain, the demonic fog is billowing and scattering, so thick that it is within reach. Please search () to see the most complete!

The powerful energy fluctuations contained in this kind of demonic qi are similar to the existence of Yuan Qi, but it is very unsuitable for human beings, and the three of them feel that the breath in their bodies is a little stagnant when they smell it slightly.

Every living being between heaven and earth has its own cultivation method.

For example, human beings need to cultivate their vitality, and before they evolve into demon beasts, fish can't do without water, and demonic qi is formed by the filthy qi when the heavens and the earth first open, and it is an indispensable source of strength for the cultivation of the strong people of the heavenly demon clan.

Of course, the biggest difference between the Heavenly Demon Clan and the Hades Clan is that one lives by devouring the flesh and blood of the creatures of heaven and earth, and the other relies on demonic qi to cultivate, which is still very different in nature, and it is not the enemy of all beings in heaven and earth.

But if it can be called friendly, it is not necessarily.

Because the place where the Heavenly Demon Clan lives is an extraterrestrial starry sky, it has no intersection with the hundreds of millions of races in heaven and earth at all, at most, it is considered well water and not river water.

The three of them ran quickly in the dense forest, and everywhere they passed, the towering ancient trees and countless arm-thick rattans around them seemed to be demonized by demonic energy, not only several times thicker than ordinary branches, but also exuding a strange aura.

"Qiu Min, the pursuers are close at hand, if we go straight to Linglong Pavilion at the current speed, we obviously can't avoid their pursuit. ”

While running, Ling Feng said, "You are familiar with the Fallen Demon Domain, I don't know if there is a way to deal with it?"

Passing through the Fallen Demon Realm is a blessed land.

But they are driving warships, how fast is it?

Moreover, there are several strong people on the battleship, the Eight Heavens of Creation and close to two hundred masters, who blindly run and flee, and sooner or later they will be caught up by the enemy.

"Fang Cai Bei Ying Yu once said that there is a spiritual realm in the Fallen Demon Domain, and when we crossed the river, we found that many cultivators of many forces were risking their lives to forcibly cross the river, and they should have come to the spiritual realm of the Fallen Demon Domain. ”

Zhou Qiumin said: "According to calculations, the day when the Fallen Spirit Realm will open is bound to be not far off, as long as we reach the entrance of the Spirit Realm, this girl can ensure that we are safe and sound." ”

"Qiu Min, are you saying that this place is the edge of the Linglong Blessed Land, and the people who come to explore the spiritual realm should be the forces of the Linglong Blessed Land. ”

A gleam flashed in Ling Feng's eyes: "As long as we reach the entrance of the Spirit Realm safely, and you reveal your identity, the powerhouses of those forces will definitely help you and send away the killer of the Prison Blood for you, right?"

"My Linglong Pavilion is already a supreme existence in the Linglong Blessed Land, except for a few comparable forces. ”

Zhou Qiumin said: "And I am a disciple of Linglong Pavilion, how can those forces watch me being bullied and indifferent. ”

"Where is the entrance to the spiritual realm?"

Bei Ying Yu couldn't help but ask.

Although he came to explore the spiritual realm, he didn't know where the location was.

"This is simple, the place where the demonic qi is stronger is most likely to be the entrance to the Fallen Spirit Realm. ”

According to the experience of his previous life, Ling Feng immediately calculated the approximate situation, so he paused his steps, turned in a different direction, and said, "You guys just follow me." ”

Hula –

Just as the three of them were hurrying towards the tea, the magic clouds above the sky were surging rapidly, and a huge warship loomed.

"Lingfeng thief, you are at the end of your rope, stop fleeing, and quickly kneel down and ambush you. ”

A sharp shout like a knife clearly echoed in the ears of the three of them.

Naturally, the three of them ignored these noises, and instead of pausing, they sped up.

'Boom!'

The sound of thunder and explosions came and went.

A strong sense of crisis surged in Ling Feng's heart, and he glanced slightly overhead, and found that on the huge battleship, pillars of destructive light were projected down, twisting the surrounding demonic qi into a roll.

"Hold on to me. ”

Ling Feng gritted his teeth fiercely, stretched out his arms, dragging the Northern Hell Feather with one hand and Zhou Qiumin with the other, the whole person was like a dexterous ape, dodging left and right in the countless meteorite-like pillars of destruction light.

Pillars of destruction light slammed down, and the flames soared into the sky, smashing out dust and splattering, cracking large holes one after another.

At this moment, Ling Feng was undoubtedly dancing on the tip of the knife, and if he took a wrong step, he would be ruined and turned into ashes.

However, it is unbelievable that it ......

Whenever the pillar of destruction was about to fall, Ling Feng seemed to have already predicted the specific location, and every time he narrowly avoided it.

This scene is undoubtedly the surprise of Bei Mingyu and Zhou Qiumin.

The two of them naturally didn't know that Ling Feng's Sea of Divine Consciousness was dozens of times better than that of ordinary cultivators, and he was very sensitive to the fluctuations of the thousands of breaths around him, and at this moment, he extended his perception ability to the limit, so that he could be an unpredictable prophet again and again.

In this kind of destruction scene where a meteorite hits the earth, Ling Feng stubbornly insisted on a few pillars of incense.

At this moment, Rao is Ling Feng was extremely physically energetic, and in this environment of high mental concentration, he was also tired and cold sweat was pouring down, and he was panting heavily.

Bei Mingyu and Zhou Qiumin were even more unbearable, although they were not hit by the pillar of destruction light on the battleship, but the aftermath still made the two of them feel as if they were able to escape from the crematorium in total darkness.

At this moment, the rolling demonic mist in front of him was visibly reduced, revealing a blue and dark world.

Ling Feng raised his eyes suddenly, and saw that this piece of heaven and earth that had been specially isolated was in an irregular circle, as if there was an unpredictable force shrouded in it.

Hundreds of zhang ahead, there is a mysterious gate suspended in the sky of dozens of zhang.

The black glow of this door makes people palpitate, and the surface of the heavy breath of time is engraved with countless ancient lines, reflecting a palpitating energy fluctuation.

And under this mysterious door, at least five thousand people gathered at this moment.

This person's cultivators gathered in groups of three or five, as if waiting for something.

Ling Feng didn't hesitate for a moment, and took the hands of the two of them and 'swished' into the crowd, only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

At least half of the 5,000 people gathered at the moment have reached the Creation Realm, and there is no shortage of existences above the Fifth Realm of Creation.

He believed that hundreds of bloody killers would not dare to blatantly bombard these forces with warships.

For in the wrath of the people, the hundreds of those who had blood in hell must also be buried here.

Regarding the arrival of Ling Feng and the three of them, the more than 5,000 people present were only ordinary disciples who came to explore, and they didn't pay too much attention to it.

Huhuhuhu-

Sure enough, as Ling Feng expected, the battleship carrying hundreds of Prison Blood Killers hovering in the void did not fire a single cannonball at the ground, but instead stopped at the edge, and then a group of people jumped down from Class A in a menacing manner.

There were about two hundred people coming, and the one who took the lead was the head of the Eight Heavens, a few creations of the Prison Blood.