MTL - A Demon’s Path-Chapter 873 Ling Feng and Murong Huatian!

"Ah,." With a burst of screams, more and more Demon Alliance warriors, like the leaves in the wind, are drawn into the whirlpool.

The other three of the four gods except Xiong Xiao, the four devils of the demon and the four people of Nalan Han Xue stood in the side of Ling Feng, and were covered by Ling Feng with the power of heaven, which was not swept away by the vortex. .

Ling Feng's powers are all used to protect the eight people against the black vortex on their suction.

And those soldiers can not escape, and there is no protection of Ling Feng's heavenly power, only the only end that is sucked into the whirlpool.

Watching the gods and demon alliance fighters who sold for them disappeared into the black hole one by one, Ling Feng did not know how to think, the gods of the three great saints and the four little holy faces all showed a painful color: the gods and devils alliance, finished.

This black vortex sucked for an hour and sucked the soldiers of the Demon Alliance.

Millions of male teachers were thus wiped out by a space black hole.

The hearts of the people are weeping blood. It is the hard work that they have accumulated over the years. If they say nothing, they will be gone, and they will be eliminated in such a way that they are wronged. It is really distressing.

"Ha ha ha ha..." Murong Hua Tian Yangtian laughed: "Ling Feng, now you think, you still have a chance to win."

In order to show Ling Feng's superior control over the taboo power, Murong Huatian easily closed the black vortex.

"You step back." Ling Feng said faintly to his last few companions: "Cold snow, have the opportunity to take them away."

"I..." Nalan Han Xue looked eccentric, and stopped talking.

Ling Feng gave her a deep look at her: "I know, you can."

Nalan Han Xue lowered her head deeply and could not look directly at Ling Feng.

The other seven people seem to have heard something from Ling Feng's words, and at the same time we looked at Nalan Han Xue strangely. Everyone has the same idea: how is this possible?

"Ha ha..." Murong Huatian's ugly laughter came from above and set a foot for a winner: "Ling Feng, you know now that Nalan Hanxue is the chess piece that the husband arranges for you, no. Will it be too late?"

The Four Great Saints and the Four Little Saints finally verified their own guesses, and they couldn’t help but scream.

It is no wonder that these years of the gods and magic alliances have been in a state of semi-death and inactivity, and occasionally some secret teams will be cleared by the tower of the gods and devils. It turned out to be the ghost of the general army of Nalan Hanxue.

Ling Feng smiled lightly: "It doesn't matter, my son already knew it. In fact, after my attack on the Tower of the Devil, I already knew it."

Nalan Han Xue suddenly raised her head, and the beautiful eyes showed an incredible color: "Maple, you..."

"Cold snow, you betrayed me, it is what I owe you, and I will give it back to you." Ling Feng said calmly: "As long as you take them seven people to leave, you and me will not find You settled."

Nalan Han Xue bit his lip and said firmly: "I don't go."

"Okay." Ling Feng no longer rushed to Lan Lanxue to leave, but waved his hand directly, tearing open the space and directly plugging in the four gods and four small holy gods.

"Allies..." They only had time to scream and they had been sent away by Ling Feng.

"Hey, you still have such strength, the old man did not expect." Murong Huatian showed a trace of surprise.

In the space of his own power of heaven, tearing up the space and sending away seven people in one breath, in addition to the special talent of the Golden Bird family, Ling Feng can do this, it is not simple.

Ling Feng took a look at Murong Huatian and said: "Old things, you have not thought of more."

After all, Ling Feng was a teleport, and the figure moved to the side of Murong Huatian. One palm shot to Murong Huatian, the body of the golden **** demon tower.

Murong Huatian launched without hesitation, and the palms of the two men became virtual shadows, just like the hands of the other hand are intertwined.

Hey.

The palms of the two did not know how many times they met. Nalan Han Xue only saw a piece of golden light flying out of their staggered palms and flying around.

Every piece of golden light falls into the space, cutting the space around it into a space crack.

Nalan Han Xue pale face, she finally saw, what is the real peak power.

Even the golden light that they unintentionally scattered has a strong lethality. At this time, if a guy with a lower than five-point purple strength encounters the golden light, it will only be the end of the form.

They seem to be very casual, just flipping the palms there, but the simple movements include the use of many heavenly forces and heavenly rules.

As long as one person is slightly careless, it can lead to serious injuries and even death.

Murong Huatian has the power of prayer and can waive the role of all heavenly rules on himself, but this can only be relative.

In other words, the power of prayer can only be exercised if Murong Huatian does not use any force of heaven.

If he wants to fight with all kinds of heavenly powers, the power of prayer can't be displayed.

Murong Huatian felt that he had mastered the taboo power, and he was not afraid of Ling Feng’s super attack power and directly confronted him.

"Hey." Murong Huatian, with a black vortex suction on the palm of Ling Feng's fist, the black vortex was smashed by Ling Feng, the black light spot spread like sesame.

At the same time, Ling Feng's one leg was aimed at Murong Huatian's head, and Murong Huatian just dialed it with a hand, and then Ling Feng was given a kick with the power of death.

The moves of the two men are very simple, but Nalan Hanxue, who can watch the battle, feels like a heartbeat.

The so-called return to the truth, if you are arrogant, refers to the two people in front of you.

"Maple brother, you must not have anything." Nalan Han Xue's heart was shaking, silently praying Ling Feng safe.

Nalan Han Xuebei betrayed Ling Feng is not greedy, but wants to ruin the gods and magic alliance, so Ling Feng completely lost the help of the resurrection Murong Jing.

In this way, Ling Feng, who has no hope, may change his mind and accept himself.

This is just the wishful thinking of Nalan Hanxue. As long as it is not too stupid, everyone understands that even if it really becomes like this, Ling Feng may not accept Nalan Hanxue.

The smarter woman can make a foolish low-level mistake when she encounters love.

Because they really can't think of a better way, they can only try one way with a low-level and simple method.

The elimination of the gods and devils alliance became the last attempt of Nalan Hanxue.

Now that the gods and devils have been destroyed, Nalan Hanxue has achieved its goal. The only thing that needs to be done now is to make Ling Feng safe and sound.

However, Ling Feng is facing the first person of Murong Huatian, Tianshen, who can survive in Murong Huatian.

Nalan’s cold snow is like a year, watching Ling Feng in the battle, every minute is a torment for her.

As time went by, Nalan Hanxue's face became more and more pale, and Murong Huatian and Ling Feng were equally divided, and they couldn't get a victory after three days and three nights.

"It seems that you can't kill you, old things." Estimated time is almost the same, Ling Feng's eyes flashed, the left and right hands division, drawing two big characters with the power of yin and yang.

The left hand is "born" and the right hand is "dead."

"Go to hell, Murong Huatian." Ling Feng's right hand pressed the black dead word, and a palm shot to Murong Huatian.

"The power of life and death." Murong Huatian was full of surprises, but there was no flusteredness. At the same time, he shot a palm to the word "death": "It seems that you are already an undead body."

With a bang, the word "dead" became distorted and turned into a black smoke along the arm of Murong Huatian. In an instant, Murong Huatian was covered in it.

This black smoke will quickly evaporate the soul of the life of Murong Huatian. At the same time, the word "sheng" in the left hand of Ling Feng becomes brighter and brighter, and looks like a beating soul.

"Maple brother is so strong." Nalan Han Xue's tight heart was slightly relieved. Looking at the situation in front of her, her maple brother had the upper hand and the battle should be over soon.

The soul of Murong Huatian’s life is gradually exhausting, and the body of the meat has become almost lifeless. Even the golden light of the body has become much bleak.

"On the basis of the power of life and death, I want to defeat me, I am delusional." At this time, Murong Huatian suddenly shouted: "Forbidden, bogey."

Oh,

It is like the innumerable black-charged stars quickly condensed and condensed into a large word of "forbidden" and "bogey", which hit the word "sheng" in Ling Feng's hand.

A bang, just as bright as tomorrow's "sheng" word suddenly exploded, turned into an inexhaustible source of vitality.

This source of soul power was once again inhaled by Murong Huatian, letting his original dry and dark meat re-emerged with golden light.

On the contrary, with the explosion of the word "sheng", Ling Feng was shot and flew out, and the body fell straight to the ground where the tower of the demon was originally located.

"Since you are not dead, let you live forever in the bottom of the tower of the gods." Murong Huatian took a look at it, and the shadow of the tower of the demon tower re-emerged from his body, slamming down, Ling Maple Town is at the bottom of the tower.

"Boom."

The illusion of the Tower of the Devil turned into an entity in an instant, returning to the original tower of the Demon.

If you look from the outside, there is no difference between the original tower of the gods and devils. However, there is one more Ling Feng under the tower.

"Maple brother." Nalan Han Xue screamed exhausted, tears falling like a drop of pearl drops.

She only wants him to accept himself, but why is it now?

Don't say that Ling Feng is now being crushed at the bottom of the tower. Life and death are not clear. Even if he is standing in front of himself, he can't accept himself anymore.

Nalan Hanxue felt that she was stupid. The gods and devils alliance was the embarrassment between herself and Fengge. She actually broke the shackles between the two, and she was really self-defeating and could not live.

Murong Huatian looked at Nalan Hanxue coldly and said: "Ling Feng finally realized his desire to be with my daughter, what are you crying."

"You old bastard." Nalan Han Xue yelled: "You promised me not to kill Feng Ge."

"He didn't die." Murong Huatian snorted: "If he masters the power of life and death, even if I want to kill him, I can't kill, unless he wants to die."

"Can Fengge now be like this, and what is the difference between killing him." Nalan Han Xue's lips are white, his eyes are filled with a firm and hateful look: "Mu Ronghuatian, you also killed me, or else, I will continue to help Ling Xiao deal with you and make you feel restless."

Murong Huatian looked at Nalan Han Xue with a sly look: "You think that after the seven guys escaped, tell Ling Xiao that you hurt him, will he still take you, I will not kill you, I just want to look at you. In the future, there is no place on the mainland of Heavenly Soul, haha."

Nalan Han Xue suddenly quieted down, gently raised the sword in his hand and used his sword to face his face: "Maple brother, I am sorry for you, I am dead, you will not blame me."