Chapter 0181 - Be a Gun Again
Suppressing his complicated emotions, Ling Feng Huo Ran raised his head and looked at the Dark Immortal Venerable in front of him, who was less than a hundred meters away.
"It's time to finish, you scourge!" Ling Feng showed a somewhat relaxed look on his face as he held the Black Soul Bead aloft.
"Remnant Walk!"
Ling Feng's figure pulled out a series of illusory and faint figures, and quickly approached the Dark Immortal Venerable.
Roar!
The huge dark giant, roaring with all his might, recklessly trampled on the house, smashed the ground, and took great strides, driving and even slaughtering those who the Skyfire family had no time to escape from like chickens.
"It's over. β
Standing in place, trembling Ling Hubai, looking at Ling Feng's distant figure, couldn't help but murmur in his mouth.
In the next moment, Ling Hu Bai, who should have lost all his meridians, quickly urged the exercises in his body to rotate, and layers of cyan power light waves appeared on the surface of his strange body.
Ling Hubai's face slowly became ruddy, and the Heaven Slashing Sword Intent in his body did not continue to harm his body, but instead turned into killing intent and merged into the Xuanyan spiritual power, becoming a part of his cultivation.
"Xuanling Jue, it's really a good thing, it's a pity that my talent is insufficient, and my experience is even less enough, otherwise I will also become a heaven-defying powerhouse with heaven-level exercises. β
Ling Hubai, who had recovered his cultivation, couldn't help but sigh with a gleam in his eyes, and his eyes continued to think about looking into the distance.
In front of the Dark Immortal Venerable, Ling Feng's figure was approaching rapidly.
When there was still fifty meters away, Ling Feng had already begun to mobilize the Black Immortal Bead in his hand to try to influence the Dark Immortal Beast.
But it didn't seem to work, Ling Feng could only keep trying.
"Forty meters, thirty meters, twenty meters, ten meters!"
Keep getting closer, keep trying, and finally get close to the normal engagement range of three zhang distance, still without any induction.
Ling Feng looked up at the reluctant Dark Immortal Venerable, the other party's three-zhang tall figure made the person standing in front of him feel a sense of oppression.
His brows furrowed tightly, and he wondered in his heart: "Is there a problem? Is it Tianhuo who deceived me?"
Rumble!
A fist the size of a water tank slammed down from the air and slammed hard into Ling Feng's side.
Zizizizi!
The ground kept emitting a fierce cracking sound like an electric discharge, and the dark power seemed to have an incomparably strong corrosive effect, instantly causing the ground smashed by the fist to collapse in large areas.
The death-filled aura of the underworld power slammed into Ling Feng's body with a mighty shockwave.
Airplanes!
Ling Feng's figure was like a withered leaf, flipping upside down and moving into the air, narrowly avoiding this wave of dark power shocks.
Although the Dark Immortal Venerable's body was huge, the speed of his movements was not slow at all, at least Ling Feng's Afterimage Footstep Technique of the Tenth Rank of the Ground Rank was only able to avoid the shock of Fang Cai's fist strength.
It's just that Ling Feng doesn't understand, why didn't the Dark Immortal Venerable attack his own body?
Ling Feng, who jumped high in the air, swept his divine sense quickly, and suddenly found in surprise that all the attacks sent by the Dark Hades Venerable were not accurate, but full of deviations, and they were all one line away from the target of the attack.
Suddenly, Ling Feng endured his nausea and began to diligently and earnestly recall the scene when the Dark Immortal Venerable was first born.
"When he devoured human heads, their heads, though broken, were still mostly intact, and were not smashed into meat sauce as they were for his size. Ling Feng suddenly felt as if he was about to grasp something.
While he was in doubt, Ling Feng suddenly felt a shock in his divine sense, and the black bead in his hand suddenly sent a manic but very immature pulse of consciousness.
"This?"
Ling Feng's face showed an unconcealable ecstasy.
At this moment, he knew that Tianhuo Potian had not deceived himself, but that the distance he had just approached the Dark Hades Venerable was not enough.
"We're ten meters apart?!"
Ling Feng scanned the distance from the Dark Immortal Venerable with his divine sense in disbelief, and found that all the relative distances between him and the other party's body were only about ten meters away from the head.
"So that's it?!"
At this moment, he was shocked, and even more felt that his behavior was ridiculous.
To control the consciousness of the Dark Venerable, it is natural to calculate the distance between oneself and the other party's brain, not the heart.
"It turns out that I'm going in the opposite direction, it turns out that it's not that guy who is lying to me?" At this moment, Ling Feng was excited, and his mind was spinning even faster.
The secret text passed through the black orb and began to work quickly.
The originally manic Dark Immortal Venerable suddenly quieted down, if you look at it from a distance, of course, you can perceive it with your divine sense, and you can find that this huge terrible guy is actually a little cute at this time.
"Is this the Dark Venerable of infancy?" Ling Feng smiled strangely at the corner of his mouth, but his body quickly approached the body of the Dark Venerable, and his movements were extremely light and quickly climbed above his head.
Roar! Roar!
The Dark Immortal was still roaring, but the sound was like the beat of music, full of agility and joy.
For a moment, Ling Feng even had the illusion that the Dark Venerable was actually playing a game with him, just like the interaction between a newborn baby and his parents, so innocent, so naΓ―ve.
Ling Feng's expression became more and more strange.
"Is that the case?" he couldn't believe it, but he also wanted to believe it, but at the moment he came into contact with the Dark Immortal Venerable, Ling Feng suddenly discovered that this thing could also communicate, communicate.
But in the blink of an eye, Ling Feng thought of the source of power that allowed the Dark Immortal Venerable to continue to grow, and began to feel extremely awkward again.
The Dark Immortal Venerable in front of him was simply a monster that an ordinary Martial Venerable had turned into after being deeply infected by the Dark Immortal Qi, and he had completely become another species.
"It's a little cute, but it's too cruel!" Ling Feng felt uncomfortable for a while.
At this moment, the Dark Immortal Figure, who was taller than three stories taller, suddenly fell to his knees and fell to the ground, his head tilted, and his hands kept waving, like a human child who had done something wrong.
Poof!
There was a violent roar on the ground, as if it was about to collapse again, and the shaking continued.
Ling Feng silently received the emotions from the Dark Immortal Venerable in the Black Immortal Bead, he was so immature and uneasy. But in Ling Feng's eyes, this big black guy is like a combination of angels and devils, which makes people happy and hateful.
With the passage of time, Ling Feng has been able to fully perceive all the emotions of the Dark Immortal Venerable through the Black Immortal Orb, and can even give precise instructions to him to manipulate his actions.
It was only at this time that Ling Feng, who was standing at the top of the head of the Dark Hades Venerable, finally let go of an anxious and restless heart.
It's just that at this moment, most of the entire Tianhuo Family Mansion has been completely smashed, and among them, countless Tianhuo Family martial arts masters, martial artists, and martial arts powerhouses have died everywhere, and more have already turned into flesh and blood energy and have been swallowed into the abdomen by the Dark Hades Venerable, and the dead can no longer die.
"Let's go!" Ling Feng urged the Dark Immortal Venerable, and now that he was in control of this huge dark monster, his mood was extremely complicated.
The thunderous and furious footsteps of the Dark Immortal Venerable rumbled forward, and the entire Tianhuo Clan, and even the Dongcheng neighborhood of Yuanhuo City, were boiling with people's cheers.
"That big guy is under control!"
"It's horrible, it's finally over!"
"The person who controls him seems to be Ling Feng Shizi, I've seen him!"
"How does he know how to harness this giant of dark power?"
β......β
For a while, everyone was talking.
"Go forward!"
Ling Feng used his divine sense to drive the Dark Immortal Venerable, his gaze like a cold star swept through the air, and when he was close to Ling Hu Bai, a rope flew out from afar and rolled him up.
"Shizi!"
As soon as Ling Hu Bai landed on the head of the Dark Immortal Venerable, he subconsciously bowed respectfully and clasped his fists in salute, but the next moment his face couldn't help but change greatly.
"You?"
Ling Feng frowned and looked at Ling Hubai with great confusion.
The previous sword, of course, could not kill Ling Hu Bai, but such a strong sword intent was almost Ling Feng's most complete move, and it was used against an unsuspecting person, how could he be able to heal from his injuries in a short period of time?
Doubts, like a whirlpool of fury at this moment, suddenly became boiling in Ling Feng's heart.
"Suck!"
Ling Feng suddenly stretched out a palm at Ling Hu Bai, and the Xuan Ling Jue in his body suddenly reversed, causing Hu Bai's body to fly almost uncontrollably to the front, and he palmed it to his chest.
The cold killing intent rushed into Ling Hubai's body like a tide, and the terrifying one that seemed to be weak and powerless, and was so domineering that it couldn't be stopped, made people feel cold, and they couldn't help but tremble in their hearts.
"Shizi, me!"
The expression on Ling Hubai's face was extremely exciting, but he didn't dare to resist.
Ling Hu Bai, who had also cultivated the Xuan Ling Jue, knew that if he resisted and provoked Ling Feng's anger, he would most likely be killed by the killing intent explosion.
Ling Hu Bai didn't know if Ling Feng was used to killing people in such a terrifying way, but he didn't dare bet. Because among the prisoners of the stinger, too many confessed because they could not bear the pain of the murderous intent filling their bodies.
"Sure enough!"
Ling Feng pushed Ling Hu Bai away dejectedly, his mood suddenly became extremely depressed, and the relaxed mood of the Dark Immortal Venerable under his command just now disappeared again at this moment.
"Did my father give you the Secret Spirit?"
After a while, Ling Feng still couldn't help but ask, in fact, he really hated asking this question, just as he woke up again and again that he was designed by his father.
"Yes!" Ling Hubai replied affirmatively.
Wise as he is, he knows his current situation very well, and helping the old master to deceive the new master is not a matter of opinion in any way.
Of course, Ling Hubai didn't feel that he had done anything wrong, but in the face of Ling Feng's questioning, he was still a little weak-hearted, because the other party really had a lot of reason to be angry, and even killed himself directly.
"Good, good, good! hahaha...... I really have a good father, and my calculations are really amazing!" For a moment, Ling Feng suddenly had an uncomfortable expression on his face.
The emotions of thousands of tastes surging together, not to mention the parties involved, just the onlookers watched, and they all felt painful and depressed.
"Poof!"
Ling Hubai knelt heavily on the ground, lying on his stomach with a low body, and shouted in his mouth: "Shizi, it's all my fault, I shouldn't lie to you, I shouldn't help Hou Ye take advantage of you!"
Ling Feng couldn't help but shake his head in pain, and finally waved his hand helplessly and tangled from Ling Hubai: "Forget it, I'm this life, I should be living in a mess, why bother so much?"
The Dark Immortal Venerable continued to stride forward, and his huge body left the Tianhuo Family's mansion at an astonishing speed, and of course, on the way out of the mansion, he kept destroying the buildings on the road.
But there was no way out, the reminder of the Dark Immortal was too large, and it was impossible to leave the mansion without destroying the building.
Ling Feng remained silent, not wanting to speak, let alone open his mouth, or mobilize any facial muscle to express his inner emotions.
After a while, Ling Hu Bai finally mustered up the courage to look up at Ling Feng, only to find that his tears didn't know when they had rolled down.
"Bitter, he's too bitter!" Ling Hubai couldn't help but whisper in his heart.
At this moment, even as Ling Tieshan's diehard, Ling Hubai had to admit that Ling Tieshan's intentions towards Ling Feng were too ruthless.
He couldn't help but be confused about the belief in his heart: "Is it really good to use people as chess players, unscrupulously use people's hearts, and even destroy people's hearts?"
But Ling Hubai knew that when Ling Feng knew that he was being used as a gun by Ling Tieshan again, his heart must be dripping blood, and his hatred for Ling Tieshan, the poisonous father, was even more extreme than ever.