"Ling Feng, what do you think?"

Linglong Immortal Venerable set his gaze on Ling Feng.

When his clone descended on Lanling City that day, he had seen with his own eyes that Ling Feng had created the cultivation of the Four Heavens, and the group of Seven Heaven powerhouses he had killed had lost their armor, which showed the strength of their combat power.

And in a short period of time, the cultivation has made a rapid breakthrough and reached the Seven Heavens of Creation, and the terrifying qualifications even make her frightened.

According to Linglong Immortal Venerable's estimation, Ling Feng's true combat strength should be able to suppress half a step of immortality, and in this confrontation, like Zhuge Xiran, it will play a decisive role.

This scene surprised everyone at the scene, and their faces were full of doubts.

Because Ling Feng's strength was only in the Creation of the Seventh Heaven, they really couldn't figure out why Linglong Immortal Venerable would ask an unrelated person who couldn't affect the battle situation.

"I have no opinion. ”

Ling Feng shrugged his shoulders and muttered, "Five thousand seems to be too little, oh, yes, they only brought five thousand people, it's really a fly in the ointment." ”

Half-human, half-demon, half-underworld, half-demon physique, through the past and the present.

With Ling Feng's current terrifying state, even if he was half-step immortal, he was not his opponent, and the world power and qi and blood in his body were so violent that they would not be exhausted after fighting for several days and nights in a row.

Of course, the most important thing is that Gao Niwu's sentence of 'conceit of life and death' won his heart.

Because he is worried about the lack of a large amount of world power to break through the cultivation.

Although Ling Feng's last words were muttering to himself, he still caused the few people around him to stare at him like monsters.

Especially Zhuge Xiran, he kept rolling his eyes.

Is his junior brother a newborn calf not afraid of tigers, or is he afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

Anyway, no matter what, she wouldn't think that Ling Feng was telling the truth.

"Since the disciples of the sect have a monstrous fighting spirit, let's fight. ”

Linglong Immortal Venerable tapped his head lightly, and shook the silk golden robe. The majestic vitality in the center of the square surged, turning into an energy arena of more than 100 zhang in size, shining brightly.

The disciples of the Louvre listened. Today's battle is a glorious moment for you to be ashamed. ”

Gao Void Quack sneered, "Kill as much as you want." Kill all these stepping stones that have robbed you of your honor, and make your contribution to my Louvre's victory. ”

"The disciple obeyed the order, killed all the ants of the Linglong Pavilion, and killed the Linglong Pavilion with a river of blood, leaving no armor behind. ”

Thousands of people shouted in unison, murderous.

"All the disciples of Linglong Pavilion obey orders. ”

The three immortals of the mixed yuan shouted and encouraged: "Lying next to the bed, how can you allow others to snore? Frustrate the enemy's momentum and give me Linglong Pavilion an eyebrow. ”

"Swear to die for the honor of Linglong Pavilion. ”

More than 50,000 disciples shouted to kill Zhentian, and the momentum was like a tide, deafening.

"Do you wait for the disciples of the Linglong Pavilion to only have the courage to speak their tongues? ”

At the same time, in the team of the Louvre, a true disciple of the Creation Eight Heavens was slightly in the ring, and he immediately slashed his sword.

"Hmph, juniors, don't be rampant, today I will let you see the essence of my disciples of Linglong Pavilion. ”

Because the first disciple of the other party to appear was highly cultivated, the one who swept into the ring on the side of Linglong Pavilion was the true disciple of the sevenfold peak of the two creations.

As for the 50,000 disciples on the scene. Most of them are self-aware, and those who are not sure about defeating their opponents are all giving their fellow disciples and brothers an atmosphere on the side. Cheer.

Ling Feng, Zhuge Xiran, Xia Haishan, and many True Inheritance disciples were watching the changes in the battle situation intently.

At this moment, the wheel war has just begun, and it is not their turn to appear.

Both sides stood in the ring without any nonsense, and immediately made a big shot.

The scene was full of swords and swords, and the fist wind was agitated, because after all, each other's realms were a little bit worse, and the two disciples of the Seven Heavens of the Linglong Pavilion were defeated in the tea time.

One of them did not withdraw in time, and was torn to minced meat by the Venerable of the Eight Heavens, the creator of the Louvre. provoked the disciples of Linglong Pavilion to scold angrily.

"Vicious-minded people, return my junior brother's life. ”

Linglong Pavilion is here, except for Zhuge Xiran. Outside Xia Haishan, there are also many talented people among the true disciples. There is no shortage of good hands.

At this moment, among the True Transmission disciples, a genius who created the Eight Heavens was furious, and as soon as he swept into the ring, he fought with the enemy.

After continuous fierce battles, the murderous true disciple of the Louvre was powerless, and he paid the price of an arm before he could escape the catastrophe.

Next, there is a white-hot fight.

At the beginning, the two sides still took the stage one by one, but later the two sides were red-eyed, and the people who swept into the ring were all in groups of three or five, and finally formed a battle of 100 people.

In the ring, the shouts of Earthquake shook the sky, and once someone was defeated, the number of people selected by both sides came on the bench.

As time passed, blood flowed from the ring, stumps and broken arms were everywhere like dead branches and leaves, and blood was dense and flowed towards the ground of the square below......

From a distance, it looks like a gladiatorial arena, bloody and brutal.

Under the internal friction, the losses of the disciples of the Linglong Pavilion were obviously much more serious than those of the Louvre.

The other party only lost nearly 2,000 people, and the Linglong Pavilion side actually reached more than 4,000, and nearly 1,000 people died on the spot.

If such a bad situation continues, the fiasco is a sure thing.

For this kind of completely one-sided competition, Rao is Linglong Immortal Venerable, and the three immortals of the Mixed Yuan have already been prepared, and their faces are still solemn at this moment.

These disciples who fell in a pool of blood one by one are the mainstay of the Linglong Pavilion, the hope for the future!

"Xiran, if this continues, our Linglong Pavilion will lose. ”

Xia Haishan said: "It's better to be like this, you and I will go into battle together with a few senior brothers in the rear to relieve the pressure in the ring." ”

"I'll go too. ”

Ling Feng couldn't help the belligerent mood in his heart, and immediately expressed his position.

"Using the cultivation of the Seven Heavens of your creation as a stepping stone can only be used as a stepping stone for others. ”

Xia Haishan said with a sneer: "It's better to leave this quota for others to play." ”

"Ling Feng, you can stay under the ring and watch the battle, since the master has accepted you as a disciple, your combat effectiveness should be outstanding. ”

Zhuge Xiran muttered: "But now is a large-scale team battle, one person's ability can't play a big role, and the disciples of the Louvre hate you to the bone, if you play, you will definitely become the target of everyone, and you won't even have a chance to escape." ”

"Xiran, don't tell him these big truths, if he understands, he won't bring such a big disaster to my Linglong Pavilion. ”

Xia Haishan laughed shamefully, his figure flashed, and landed on the ring.

At the same time, several of the leaders of the True Transmission disciples in the rear also followed.

Xia Haishan really deserves to be the outstanding genius of Linglong Pavilion, with the cooperation of several fellow disciples and brothers, he exerted great might, and wherever he passed, no one dared to stop his edge, killing the enemy and retreating again and again.

"Ling Feng, stay here. ”

Zhuge Xiran gave a reluctant command, like a feather, and swept into the ring lightly. (