Chu Ling walked slowly towards Yan Zixi with a wicked smile on his face.

The boys and buddies around Yan Zixi all slowly took a few steps back.

Chu Ling stared at the prestige of the Owl Organization, giving them great pressure, and they didn't dare to stand with it easily.

Yan Zixi only felt that she was in a trance in front of her, and until now, she still couldn't believe that the Ximang native back then would now become the eldest disciple of the Xiao Organization, proud of the entire human race, standing side by side with the Tianjiao of the Three Holy Lands.

Seeing Chu Ling approaching, Yan Zixi withdrew from the shock and doubt, took a deep breath, bowed slightly to Chu Ling, and said, "Young Master Chu!"

Chu Ling smiled evilly, looked at Yan Zixi and said, "Zixi, you have changed, you have become a child, I hope we can still see each other as before, 'red' and sincere." ”

Chu Ling said that deficit was extraordinarily medium, and there was something in his words, and the eyes of the people around him wandered back and forth between Yan Zixi and Chu Ling.

Yan Zixi's pink face is almost purple sauce.

Chu Ling laughed, he didn't waste too much time on Yan Zixi, he locked his main target on the Western Emperor Holy Maiden, and her doglegs, he was not a good man and a woman, just now the Western Emperor Holy Maiden They were so arrogant, and now staring at the big names of the owl organization, they had to slap their faces swollen.

But just as Chu Ling was rubbing his hands, a low snort came from the field.

Everyone hurriedly turned their eyes to the field, and when they saw this scene, Chu Ling's color changed drastically.

At this time, Qin Kexuan was still controlling the white sun spirit flame, but only the mung bean was a little bigger, and it was still constantly being eaten away by Fengli's phoenix fire.

Qin Kexuan didn't hear Sangkong's reminder just now.

"Idiots, two idiots!" Chu Ling turned his head with a heavy face, looked at Sang Kongdao, and said, "Why haven't you eaten milk?" ”

Sang Kong's face was also very gloomy, almost dripping water.

Princess Jinwu saw that the atmosphere between the two was not right, and came out to play a round and said: "Maybe it's not that the Phoenix Girl didn't hear it, maybe she thinks that the White Sun Spirit Flame is too precious and is reluctant to give up easily." ”

At this moment, Chu Ling couldn't care about it so much, his anger sank into the dantian, and his majestic voice erupted: "Fool, don't fight to control the fire, crush him with the great realm!"

As soon as his voice came out, it was like a gust of wind sweeping by, and dust was raised on the ground.

This roar, like the fury of a lion, covered the top of the thick clouds, lightning and thunder, and ten thousand golden lights hung down above the nine heavens, gushing out extraordinary visions.

"Command heaven and earth, command the gods!"

"This is the power of the old gods. ”

"Well, it's really worthy of being the big disciple of the owl organization. There was a lot of talk.

Several Buddhas of the Prajna Sect all looked at each other, and in Chu Ling's roar, they heard a trace of the charm of the Prajna Sect, and several people looked at Nagarjuna Bodhisattva in confusion.

Nagarjuna's eyelids drooped and he said, "This person is the one who was sent under the Tongtian Stupa by the White Elephant Bodhisattva Town four years ago. ”

Several great Buddhas are relieved, Babel Tower is an excellent disciple of the eight schools of Xianjiao, read the classics, the place of courage and diligence, which hides a lot of Prajna practice methods, although it is not necessary to Mishan Mountain's core Mystic Method, but concentrate on practice, or can achieve something.

In fact, half of the half-saints of the Prajna Sect were promoted from among the eight schools of the Manifest Sect, and their previous cultivation methods were all from the Tower of Babel.

Chu Ling's roar shocked the audience, and Chu Ling didn't expect that his voice would be as powerful.

He was also in a hurry, and unintentionally roared this sound.

Yan Zixi, the Holy Maiden of the Western Emperor, Princess Jinwu, and the surrounding circle of people were all dumbfounded, especially the dog-legged children of the Holy Maiden of the Western Emperor, who were even more frightened.

In the field, Qin Kexuan heard Chu Ling's roar, and finally discovered his strategic mistake and began to give up the White Sun Lingyan.

However, at this time, Feng Li smiled coldly and said, "Are you only thinking now?" It's too late, I'll let you know today that the pure-blooded phoenix will never be something a mongrel like you can look up to!"

Feng Li laughed fiercely, opened his five fingers in unison, and the red flame suddenly exploded, transforming into a skyscraper hand, with his fingertips as sharp as a fight, and went straight to Qin Kexuan.

At this time, Qin Kexuan's expression was blank, and he was confused, not knowing that the crisis in front of him was approaching.

"Why didn't he hide?" was everyone's first reaction.

And Princess Jinwu is face changed greatly, and hurriedly said: "I know, in fact, just now, Feng Li could have easily devoured the last bit of White Sun Lingyan, but he didn't do it, the purpose was to let Qin Kexuan's spiritual power continue to control this point of White Sun Lingyan, and he, through the connection of White Sun Lingyan, used the Soul Devouring Technique to eat Qin Kexuan's soul." ”

"Now it's not that Qin Kexuan doesn't want to hide, but she can't hide, I'm afraid that her spirit has fallen now. ”

"!" Chu Ling scolded angrily, he finally understood that Phoenix Island didn't plan to win the game honestly at all, and then suppress Qin Kexuan, they planned to let Feng Li kill Qin Kexuan directly in the battle.

In this way, whether they lost or won, they achieved their goal, no wonder they had been emphasizing life and death before, and they had already planned for it.

At this time, the giant claws formed by the ten flames were already less than ten zhang away from Qin Kexuan, and with Feng Li's strength, once they stabbed in, Qin Kexuan would definitely die.

"Dare to use the black knife, then ...... Die!"

When everyone raised their hearts to their throats, a cold voice came from the side, and at this time, everyone felt a chill.

I don't know when, Chu Ling, who was standing in the crowd, slowly floated into the air, his feet off the ground, and black breath erupted from his body.

One after another, the violent power churned underground, and the massive amount of spiritual energy turned into a torrent, breaking through the ground, from the soles of Chu Ling's feet, into his body.

"Boom!"

In Chu Ling's muscles and bones, there was a faint sound, like a continuous thunderstorm.

Everyone turned their eyes to Chu Ling, especially the thirteen leaders of the Owl Organization, their eyes were full of consternation.

The voice of Lord Night Cryer was full of surprise, "This is ...... The Earth Dragon Ancestral Technique of the Owl God?"

The thirteen leaders all looked at the owl god, and the owl god nodded slightly and stopped talking.

The head of the thirteen divisions had a strange face, back then, when the god passed on the law, the great art of killing, the great art of the void, the golden ancient art, etc., the famous holy arts, he passed them on, but only the earth dragon ancestral technique, until now, the god of the owl is still secret, and it has not been passed on to anyone.

But now, this kid is ......

The capital of the Thirteen Divisions was rolling his gaze, as if he was thinking about something.

And Sangkong's face was even more gloomy, but then, his eyes swelled again......