With a bang, Lin Feiyu fell to the ground, with dozens of wounds on his body, a large amount of cold qi gathered at the wound without a little blood flowing out, and his body became a little stiff.

The Eight Desolations moved, and the little energy in the cyclone turned into a giant palm that temporarily forced back the stabbing cold light sword, Lin Feiyu looked at Kun Ling not far away, he finally escaped from the dusk organization but he didn't expect to be planted in the hands of this old miscellaneous hair, seeing that the cold light sword was facing his neck again, Lin Feiyu could see Kun Ling's hateful face, and he couldn't die in the hands of this old miscellaneous hair.

The falling spirit in Lin Feiyu's body suddenly reversed, and a breath that reached the seventh layer of the speculum came from Lin Feiyu's body, and with a bang, Lin Feiyu repelled Kun Ling with a wave of powerful power, Kun Ling looked at Lin Feiyu with blood flowing from his mouth and fear, but at this time, Lin Feiyu completely seemed to be a different person, his short hair was not very long and long to his waist, and the energy in his body changed from the original white to pitch black, Lin Feiyu looked at Kun Ling who fell to the ground with a hint of evil smile.

"Who the hell are you," Kun Ling looked at Lin Feiyu with some fear.

"Who am I, for the sake of you letting me out, I can barely tell you that my name is Ran," Lin Feiyu stepped on Kun Ling.

Screams kept coming out of Kun Ling's mouth, "I want you to die," a powerful aura also came from Kun Ling's body, and Lin Feiyu looked at Kun Ling with some interest.

"It turned out to be Ling's breath, no, it's just that you have cultivated some Ling's exercises, if Ling comes in person, you still have a chance, and now you can die," Lin Feiyu's hand emitted a dark light.

With a bang, Kun Ling in front of him exploded directly, and several pieces of minced meat fell on Lin Feiyu's body, only to see Lin Feiyu's body shook, and the minced meat disappeared directly, "It's a disgusting feeling, what's going on," Suddenly Lin Feiyu covered the position of the cyclone in his abdomen with some discoloration, and the original reversal of the falling spirit returned to the previous trajectory, and the waist-length hair suddenly changed back to its previous appearance.

"What's the matter," everything in front of him made Lin Feiyu's face confused, only to see the cold light sword inserted on the boulder not far away, and Kun Ling did disappear, Lin Feiyu only remembered that Kun Ling was holding the cold light sword to kill himself, and at the last moment, Lin Feiyu reversed the Falling God Determination Technique, and he came to a place as dark as ink.

Lin Feiyu clearly remembered that the last page of the Falling God Decision was written, the Falling God reversed, the soul died, the demon reappeared, and the life was devastated, and now he did not have any effect on the cyclone in his body except for the disappearance of a part of his memory, and he also reached the seventh layer of the speculum mirror, Lin Feiyu thought about whether to reverse the Falling God Decision a few more times and directly reach the Enlightenment Realm, and then destroy the Dusk and Tongtian Sect, and finally Lin Feiyu still didn't dare to try.