After manipulating the Phantom Mirror to shoot a mourning yin thunder, Ling Zheng's whole person also performed a vertical step and rushed towards Feng Ling in mid-air.

At the moment when the Phantom Magic Mirror appeared, not only Feng Ling's face showed a different color, but the Dragon Fire Real Man, Yunchi Old Monster, Lady Shuanghua, Cheng Zhiwu and other refiners were even more wide-eyed.

The speed of the Soul Yin Thunder shot extremely fast, and it was in front of Feng Ling in the blink of an eye.

Although he didn't know how lethal the Soul Yin Thunder was, Feng Ling still felt a sense of foreboding, and with a flash of blue light, he dodged it.

Taking advantage of his kung fu to dodge the Soul Lost Yin Thunder, Ling Zheng had already driven the Phantom Mirror into the air, and three stele hands blasted out one after another, and the three stele shadows instantly sealed Feng Ling's way.

Seeing that Feng Ling was about to collide with those three stele shadows, at that moment, Feng Ling's figure once again vanished out of thin air and disappeared in place.

After that, Feng Ling, who appeared behind Ling Zheng, struck Ling Zheng with another claw attack of spiritual power and imprinted it on Ling Zheng's back.

The moment he made a move, he was also surprised in his heart, because at this moment, he found that there was no wound behind Ling Zheng!

The injuries caused by that attack just now had all healed?Feng Ling was shocked inexplicably, this kind of recovery ability, even compared to the demon beast, was a lot worse!

In this way, Ling Zheng can't be given a chance to breathe!

Feng Ling thought this in his heart, and the blue light flickering on the eagle's talon in his right hand became even more intense.

"Dang!"

There was a loud sound like a bell, and Feng Ling only felt that his eagle claws seemed to be imprinted on a metal mountain, and the huge force of the shock made his entire right arm numb.

What's going on?

As soon as this doubt popped up in Feng Ling's mind, he felt that his right arm seemed to be stabbed by a needle, he looked down and found that his right arm had been covered by the purple-black electric light just now, not only the perception of the entire right arm was slowly dissipated, but even his consciousness was drowsy, damn it, that electric light had the effect of attacking the divine soul!

Just thinking of this, Feng Ling realized that it was not good, but before he could dodge, he felt as if his Heavenly Spirit Gai had been hit by a mountain, and the huge force contained in it almost shattered his skull.

Not only that, but the heavy blows on the top of his head actually appeared one after another, making Feng Ling's already groggy consciousness even more dazed.

Everyone only saw Feng Ling use the Eagle Shadow Phantom Body to dodge Ling Zheng's Monument Extension and then dodge behind Ling Zheng, but that sneak attack was blocked by Ling Zheng turning into a shield-sized Phantom Mirror, and the Soul Death Yin Thunder that erupted from the Mo environment also made Feng Ling's movements much slower.

After that, Ling Zheng began to fight back. A slap of the monument hand blasted out with all his might, and the stele shadows were one after another.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Adhering to the principle of taking advantage of his illness to kill him, Ling Zheng's stele hand seemed to want no money, after the previous stele shadow exploded above Feng Ling's head, the next stele shadow fell down, so coherent that it was frightening.

In this way, after the eighty-first stele shadow smashed Feng Ling's Heavenly Spirit Cover, Feng Ling was finally smashed to the ground by Ling Zheng.

"Boom!"

The power of the eighty-one rubbers superimposed on each other was terrifying, and after smashing into the ground, half of the Dragon Fire City trembled violently.

Ling Zheng, who had finished this qiē, was not idle, and with a flash of light in his hand, he held a thick arm that was sealed by spiritual jade and covered with black scales.

This arm was obtained after winning the supernatural bet between Dengxian City and Baili Feiheng, and after being taken out of the supernatural by Baili Feiheng at that time, it exuded a very ominous power.

After this arm appeared at this moment, the Terran and Storm Owl monks standing in the sky felt cold at the same time, even the masters of the Dragon Fire True Person, Fengyang Rain, and the Yuan Infant Realm.

Ling Zheng was not affected by that kind of aura, and after his spiritual sense came out, he seized the moment when Feng Ling burst out of the ground, picked up that arm and smashed it on Feng Ling's head that had just poked out of the ground.

It was hard to imagine how strong Ling Zheng was with all his strength, half of Feng Ling's body had already rushed out of the ground, but under this smash, he was once again smashed into the ground by Ling Zheng.

Moreover, after Feng Ling was smashed into the ground, everyone present heard a terrible roar from the ground.

Obviously, Feng Ling is very uncomfortable at the moment.

After smashing Feng Ling into the ground with the arm left by the unknown creature, Ling Zheng immediately put that arm away, and with a gesture of his hand, the Wanjun spear flew from the ruins to his hand, and under his rapid dance, a large array of patterns exploded.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz......"

After a whole cup of tea, Feng Ling hadn't even rushed out of the ground, and Ling Zheng had also arranged a full nine trapping formations to seal the surroundings during this time, and each formation was the formation with the most obvious effect on the speed limit of cultivators among the third-level formations.

At the moment when the ninth formation was successfully arranged, Ling Zheng suddenly felt the ground under his feet suddenly begin to shake, he instinctively realized that something was wrong, and then he flew up, and with a thought, the ghost mirror suspended above his head instantly turned into the size of a zhang yu, and he stepped on the soles of his feet.

Facts proved that Ling Zheng's decision was extremely correct, because the next moment he stepped on the Ghost Mirror under his feet, a figure that seemed to be burning with cyan streamer flames suddenly rushed out of the ground, and with a breathless violent power, it crashed into the Ghost Mirror at Ling Zheng's feet.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the Phantom Magic Mirror, which even Yukong You's jade sword couldn't shake, was actually hit by Feng Ling's blow and flew far away.

However, the moment he rushed out of the ground, Feng Ling realized that something was wrong, his speed was much slower than before!

Without a smile, Feng Ling, who had a cold face at the moment, immediately noticed that the surrounding area had been shrouded in layers of flashing barriers.

Formation......

Feng Ling's eyes narrowed, and the cyan flame-like light that swirled around his body became even more intense, and his figure flashed, and he was far away in an instant.

Even if the momentum was stronger, people could notice that Feng Ling's face was very unsightly at this moment, and there was a shocking-looking black blood overflowing from his mouth, and after the black blood dripped on the ground, it melted the stone slab into small pits of green smoke.

"I didn't expect you to have that kind of thing on you. Feng Ling lost a smile on his face: "It seems that I was careless." But to be honest, your previous offensive series was very consistent, much stronger than before. ”

Ling Zheng did not shy away from it, nodded and said, "Hehe, you can also see it." Before, I relied too much on martial arts and formations, and I didn't realize that I still had a lot of means on my body that I hadn't used. For example, this mirror, after I got it, I only used it a few times, and I buried it a little. ”

"That's what you said before, fusing all kinds of means into one furnace?" A sneer rose at the corner of Feng Ling's mouth: "It hurt a lot just now, and it even hurt my origin." I don't care what you just hit me, but now, I'm going to use all my strength. ”

As he spoke, the flame-like brilliant cyan light that swirled around the surface of Feng Ling's body became even more intense, and then it condensed into a huge ball of cyan light.

Ling Zheng didn't wait, Wan Jun spear danced again, and began to arrange one false wound formation after another.

Although Yun Tianyuan, the king of the killing array, had taught Ling Zheng almost all the killing arrays he had created, with Ling Zheng's current cultivation, the only thing he could use was this rudimentary void injury array.

In terms of arranging the Void Injury Array, Ling Zheng was already proficient, and because of the presence or absence of attribute true elements as the foundation, the destructiveness of the Void Injury Array could be maximized.

In the blink of an eye, thirty Void Injury Arrays were successfully arranged, surrounding his body under the control of Ling Zheng's spiritual sense.

Seeing this scene, Longhuo Zhenren asked Ji Changsheng next to him in a low voice: "Old brother, I seem to have heard that once the formation is arranged, it can't be moved, how can it be ......?"

"That's true, but in history, there was a person who created a formation that could control its movement. ”

Ji Changsheng knew obviously more than Ling Zheng had imagined, and he muttered, "The King of the Killing Array, Yun Tianyuan...... Alas, Ling Zheng was able to have formation attainments that were not inferior to me at such a young age, not only because of his own amazing talent, but more importantly, because he was led by a famous teacher. This kind of chance, tsk......"

Longhuo Zhenren heard the envy in Ji Changsheng's words, and did not speak, and continued to watch the battle.

The huge cyan ball of light that enveloped Feng Ling's body began to tremble violently at this moment, and then the ball of light suddenly shrank, manifesting Feng Ling's figure.

At this moment, Feng Ling's body was covered with a layer of eagle feathers that seemed to be made of green gold, as if he had put on a layer of extraordinary armor for his whole person. Although the strength of his aura at this moment was still the first order of the Jindan Realm, that sharp and cold gaze, as well as the kind of violent killing intent that was almost devouring people, made people feel chilled.

"The cultivation of the first order of the Jindan Realm is not enough for me to manifest my essence. Feng Ling's voice seemed hollow: "But it can allow me to complete the half-real incarnation." ”

All the Storm Owl Demon Cultivators turned pale in unison, and the aura released from Feng Ling's body at this moment may not feel anything to humans, but for this group of Storm Clan Demon Cultivators, they can feel an oppression from the deepest part of their bodies.

That feeling of oppression made it difficult for them to even move.

"Not good. The big yellow cat looked at Feng Ling from a distance, and his tone instantly became extremely solemn: "This kid is not an ordinary Wind Demon Eagle!"

"What do you mean?" was the first time she heard the big yellow cat speak in such a solemn tone, and she was taken aback.

"An ordinary Wind Demon Eagle is covered with bright blue eagle feathers. The big yellow cat, one black and one white, stared at the boss: "That kid is different, the eagle feathers on his body have a faint layer of gold!"

The painting was even more anxious when he heard it: "What's wrong with the pale gold, you said it!"

The big yellow cat's voice became more solemn: "The pale gold color means that that kid not only has the blood of the demon beast of the Wind Demon Eagle, but also the blood of the ancestor of the Wind Demon Eagle, the Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle!"

"Damn, Ling Zheng is in big trouble now!" The big yellow cat said in a condensed voice: "Little girl, listen to my greetings, and be ready to do it at any time." ”

The big yellow cat's worry was not wrong at all, after Feng Ling completed his half-true incarnation, even if there were nine third-level formations to seal the surroundings, Feng Ling's speed was also terrifying. It's even faster than before it was restricted.

Moreover, this time Feng Ling began to attack with all his might, even if Ling Zheng used the Explosion Formation Technique to explode the Void Damage Formation, Feng Ling would dodge before the formation was detonated, and he would not receive any substantial damage at all.

At this time, even if he had the protection of the Phantom Mirror, Ling Zheng was still at a complete disadvantage. He was like a humanoid sandbag, and he was chased by Feng Ling and rushed over, and every attack was amazingly powerful, and if he was an ordinary Jindan Realm cultivator, it would be difficult to withstand a single blow.

And Ling Zheng has now been beaten by Feng Ling nearly 400 times!

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the Phantom Mirror was blasted out in a blast of blue light, embedded in the ruins. And after sending the Phantom Mirror out, Ling Zheng was hit in the chest by Feng Ling's lightning eagle claw, and the whole person flew out upside down, and after falling to the ground, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

At this moment, Ling Zheng's aura became extremely weak, and although there was still a faint white light circulating on the surface of his body, whether it was internal or external, it was severe enough to be fatal.

"Little girl, get ready to do it!" The big yellow cat said in a low voice: "As long as that kid still has the intention of making a move on Ling Zheng, you can attack him with your piano sound, and then run as far as you can, and the rest of the seat will find a way!"

The shadow nodded heavily, and the right hand that held down the purple guqin in his hand had a faint golden glow.

"I have to admit that you have a hard time getting entangled. ”

Feng Ling fell to the ground, slowly walked to Ling Zheng's side, looked at Ling Zheng, who had passed out in a pool of blood, and said lightly: "I thought that the younger generation could attack four hundred times in a row in my semi-true state, and absolutely no one would survive, but Tong Guò fought against you today, and I realized my superficiality." ”

"But it's a terrible thing to leave you as an opponent, and since this battle is fought to the death, then I don't need to keep my hands. ”

As he spoke, Feng Ling raised his arm, and the layer of cyan light that swirled around the surface of his body instantly condensed into a cyan long sword that shimmered with dazzling light, and then, Feng Ling aimed the sword at Ling Zheng's head, and was about to stab out.

Before the word "hands-on" was uttered, the fire refining hammer of the dragon fire real person was about to be raised, and Ji Changsheng's spiritual wind array staff was just aimed at Feng Ling, and at that moment, everyone heard a huge thunder and lightning roar.

The thunder roared so loudly that it shook the entire Dragon Fire City violently a few times.

Everyone including Feng Ling looked at the sky in unison at that moment.

At this moment, the originally clear sky was completely obscured by a strange cloud that shimmered with multicolored light, which looked beautiful but exuded a terrifying power that made everyone's hearts tremble.

"Oh no! that kid is going to be robbed!" the big yellow cat exploded in an instant, and then let out a shocking roar:

"This is the Soul Killing Tribulation! If you don't want to die, hurry up, get out of here!"