Bai Ling curled up, shrunk into Li Ling's arms, and said slowly: "Master, in fact, no matter what system it is, we are originally a whole. Later, we were divided into countless by a strong man, each with unique abilities. However, at the end of the day, we are one, so after the systems meet, they will devour each other, the strong will survive, and the weak will disappear. ”

"In addition, after we enter the earth, we will lose a lot of money, and we need to devour other systems to recover. ”

"But now it's different, although the system owned by the Martial God of the Capital is very broken. However, his own power is too strong. With the emergence of such particularly powerful system owners, our systems can be aligned with each other. By forming an alliance, you can help each other complete the tasks issued by the system, thus making you stronger!"

"I see!" Li Ling nodded as if he didn't understand.

Just here, when Li Ling asked Bai Ling, he was far away in the Russian widow's forest more than 1,400 miles away.

The basin shrouded in the Shura Hell shook suddenly.

"Li Ling, Li Ling's magnetic field is gone, who is it, who killed him!!"

"Boom, boom, boom!"

In the Shura Hell, thunder and lightning continued to roll, and the terrifying coercion shocked all directions, and even the clouds in the sky were scattered.

"What's wrong with Shura Hell?"

"Damn, what's going on again?"

Outside the Shura Hell, the scattered Huaxia Immortal Cultivators were still unwilling to sneak around.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the Shura Hell that enveloped the basin shook suddenly, and then the thunder and lightning in the sky suddenly dissipated.

"So, who is that?"

"I'll go, it won't be a pure spirit body, right?"

"No, she, she's from China. That pure spirit body is Russian!"

"W-what the hell is going on?"

In the eyes of that group of immortal cultivators, a graceful figure, suspended in mid-air, golden green silk like a waterfall, delicate face, as if carved from the heavens, as if this woman is a fairy in mythological stories.

Waves of strange brilliance flowed in Feifeng's beautiful eyes, and her voice was soft, like a ding dong of spring water, "Who killed Li Ling!"

"Li Ling, Li Xuanhu's grandson, the Li Ling who died in the East China Sea?"

"Whew!"

A breeze swept by, and the flying phoenix, which was suspended thousands of kilometers away, suddenly appeared beside the immortal cultivator who spoke.

Looking at Feifeng, who was close at hand, the immortal cultivator felt that his mouth was a little dry, "Beautiful, so beautiful!"

Feifeng's skin is like mutton fat jade, exuding a faint luster, and her delicate facial features are matched together, making her like a fairy in a painting. Especially her temperament, out of the dust like a fairy.

"Sue me for the whole thing!"

As Feifeng's voice sounded, the immortal cultivator's eyes were suddenly confused, and he spoke in a daze.

Feifeng listened quietly to what the immortal cultivator said, and thunder and lightning flowed in her beautiful eyes.

"Martial God of the capital, you want to die!"

Suddenly, Feifeng's love became excited all of a sudden, and the dusty temperament, Huo Ran transformed, just like a witch from hell, eerie and terrifying.

"Boom, boom!"

Dark blue thunder and lightning suddenly appeared in all directions, like evil dragons.

"Boom!"

The immortal cultivator who was standing beside Feifeng was entangled by a dark blue thunderbolt and instantly turned into ashes.

"Whew!"

One step out, Feifeng's figure soared into the sky, and at a hundred meters around her, the magnetic field changed, and the aura of heaven and earth was rich.

"She, the Shura Hell she controls!"

"Oh my God, how is it possible for the Shura Hell to move?"

"Also, that is to say, by her side, just like in ancient times, the magnetic field over there is suitable for us immortal cultivators to cultivate?"

"It's incredible!"

"Something big is going to happen, she must be going to find the Martial God of the capital to avenge Li Ling!"

"Go home, go back to your country!"

The capital, Wusheng Temple.

The martial gods of the capital live in it.

Sixteen days have passed since the battle at the pinnacle, and the news of the return of the Martial God of the Capital has long been spread. No one expected that in that kind of explosion, the Martial God of the Capital actually survived.

The world can't imagine how powerful the martial god of the capital is.

"Master!"

In a room in the Martial Temple, the Martial God of the Capital City was kneeling cross-legged on the bed, his eyes slightly closed, and in front of him, Situ Haoyang looked respectful, and his waist was slightly bent.

"What's the matter?" said the Martial God of the Capital lightly.

"Li Yuan has completely controlled the Aoyun Group, and we haven't found any traces of Li Xuanhu yet. ”

"Li Xuanhu, they don't have to pay attention to it, even if they survive, they will all be wasted. As for Li Yuan!" The Martial God of the Capital slowly opened his eyes, those eyes were like black holes, devouring the aura of heaven and earth in all directions, and said in a low voice: "Let him do it!"

"Master, but after all, he is a member of the Li family. Situ Haoyang's face changed slightly, he couldn't understand why Li Yuan was a member of the Li family, the grandson of Li Xuanhu, why did his master trust the other party so much.

"Huaxia needs a new Grandmaster powerhouse!"

The Martial God of the Capital raised his eyelids and said calmly: "Li Yuan's talent is good, with a little cultivation, he can become a great weapon." Haoyang, no matter what grievances I have with the Li family, this will not affect my cultivation of juniors!"

"Master is righteous!"

"Let's go down!"

"Yes, master!"

As Situ Haoyang walked out of the room, a strange light flashed in the eyes of the Martial God of the capital, "Li Zhenlong, where did you hide that thing?" Now that the Li family is torn apart, will Li Xuanhu hand over that thing to Li Yuan?"

"Hmm!"

Suddenly, the face of the martial god of the capital changed slightly, and his figure suddenly disappeared on the bed.

Outside the Wusheng Temple, the sky was dim, and thunder and lightning filled half of the sky.

The deafening thunder rang out like the wrath of an immortal.

What was frightening was that this thunder and lightning only covered the Martial Temple.

"Zhou Chongen, get out of here!!"

A resentful roar rang out from within the thundercloud.

"This, how is this possible?"

"Is there anyone in the thundercloud?"

"Hey, even a fifth-level thunderbolt ability can't make such a might, right?"

"There are enemies, prepare to attack!"

Feifeng was suspended five hundred meters in the air, looking at the Wusheng Temple below, his beautiful eyes flashed with a cold murderous intent in his eyes, "Li Ling, don't worry, kill Zhou Chongen, I will come to accompany you!"

"You use your Chinese words, marry a chicken and marry a dog with a dog, I Temulu will always accompany you!"

The one suspended in the air is obviously Feifeng, but she calls herself Fei Temulu!

"Boom, boom, boom!"

At this moment, a deafening roar suddenly sounded on the ground, and one after another, like dense locusts, bombarded towards Feifeng. R1148