Peerless Martial God Chapter 2008: Holy Spirit God of Creation
Lin Feng took Qiu Yue Xin away and returned directly to Tian Chi Imperial Court.
At this time, in the Battle Spirit world, Qiu Yue Xin looked at the surrounding scenes, looking stiff, and then looked at the Lin Feng in front of him: "Where is this?"
"Minecraft." Lin Feng calmly said.
"What are you going to do?" It's empty here, all around nothing.
"I know that you are not a divine fetus, but you are born from the birth of the Tao, so you are not a completely independent individual. Emperor Xi affects you. Some of you are Emperor Xi. You will never die, I will not let you go. Go, until the imprint of Emperor Xi on you is completely erased, and the way of ruthless Wu Qing is broken, you are the real Qiu Yue Xin. "
Lin Feng said slowly, then he saw his palm waved towards the void. Suddenly, in the void, the former Tian Tai Ninth Layer days, eighty-one palaces appeared. At the highest place, a palace stood there. It was Correct that he used to live in the past. Passed palace.
I saw that Lin Feng Divine Sense fluctuated, and instantly a ray of immortal Divine Sense went madly towards that side, turning it into a ray of memory. Above that palace, he and Qiu Yue Xin appeared there, interdependent. cuddle.
Lin Feng turned around and waved again. It was the courtyard where they lived shortly after they met, Divine Sense fluctuated, and the immortal Divine Sense memory continued to appear. There, it was recorded that Lin Feng each time they wanted to play with Qiu Yue Xin, they were in The scene of the battle in the room, but Lin Feng seems to be defeated every time, and scenes continue to reproduce.
Turn again, Lin Feng waved again, the sky canopy hangs in the air, Lin Feng, Meng Qing, Qiu Yue Xin triumph in the sky, play in the water, and walk between the caves. This is Small World of Emperor Yu.
Waving hands, Lin Feng smashed the Qiu family to cut Xuānyuán, facing the spectacle of Sky Dragon Divine Castle's proposal.
As Lin Feng continues to wave their hands, the scenes they get together are constantly recurring, hanging high in the air, wrapping Qiu Yue Xin's body in the middle. No matter which direction her eyesight looks, there will be familiar scenes printed in In her mind, looking at it, the ruthless Wu Qing of Qiu Yue Xin shook madly, her body was shaking slightly.
"I am a lover, but I am practicing ruthless Wu Qing, Emperor Xi. If you want to cut the Yue Xin feeling and let her forget it, how can I do as you wish." Lin Feng said slowly, appearing at the last wave. The impact was beyond Vast Cold Palace, Lin Feng was abandoned by the sky, Qiu Yue Xin assassinated him, and saw the despair and pain in the face of Lin Feng, which was a kind of painful heartache. There was a tear in the corner of Qiu Yue Xin's eyes. Stay.
"You cry, you are still Yue Xin. Are you annoyed by ruthless Wu Qing?" Lin Feng laughed softly, walking slowly towards Qiu Yue Xin, Qiu Yue Xin looked at Lin Feng, and seemed to forget to resist until Lin Feng approached her. Holding her directly in her arms made Qiu Yue Xin's body shake violently, and Tao's heart shook even more.
"Yue Xin, I will accompany you around every day in the future." Lin Feng penetrated Qiu Yue Xin's shirt with both hands, scratched her skin, cold tentacles, and gentle movements.
"No ..." Qiu Yue Xin's ruthless Wu Qing approach bloomed, Lin Feng figure retreats, then this space was cut off from the outside world, and his steps went straight out, saying: "Yue Xin, keep to your heart , You are you, not Emperor Xi. The imprints that left her on you are erased, and ruthless Wu Qing is cut with ruthless Wu Qing. "
The voice dropped, the figure of Lin Feng disappeared from this space, leaving only the sky and the sky to record the bits and pieces of the two, Qiu Yue Xin looked at her, her body slowly sat on the ground, eyesight fell When the two were just getting to know each other, in the scene of a bump in the room, their eyes gradually showed a smile.
After Lin Feng got out of this space, he left a few Clones out, and he himself came to Xue Yue Country, Qinglian, Lin Feng sitting cross-legged, and entered the other space in his mind. This is an ancient battlefield. Lin Feng watched one of the Sage fighting methods. His punches seemed to turn into a statue of Holy Spirit and captured the heavenly and natural Intent . Each Holy Spirit has infinite destructive power. As an immortal supernatural magical power Intent , all roads where it has passed are destroyed.
"Is this a magical power attack derived from Holy Spirit's magical powers? All the ego in the world are Holy Spirit, martial arts people, using their own strength, to consolidate themselves Holy Spirit, to seize the power of heaven and earth, but the combination, turned into Supreme attack. "Whispered Lin Feng, Holy Spirit created the magical powers created by Holy Spirit Imperial Court ancestor Saint King, condensing his hard work on martial arts, his essence of understanding of martial arts, in the view of the Ancient Saint king, everything in martial arts, They are all Holy Spirits. They have life. You combine them to form your own Holy Spirit and Intent . You have supreme power, and if you can consolidate 10,000 Holy Spirit and win the world, The natural fortune of the whole world is under your control. If you practice to peak, you can destroy the heavens.
Ancient Saint Wang Chaofan went to the holy, they self-realized the martial arts path, created their own supernatural power Ancient Scripture, possessed the supreme Intent , Lin Feng stepped on the Saint's Platform, and sat on the Emperor chair. They not only saw the battle of the ancient saints, they also got Holy Spirit Imperial Court. The ancestors forged the power and passed on the martial arts essence of their Ancient Saint people.
"These ancient Saint King characters are terrible." Lin Feng watched the battle ahead, the battle of all saints, even if this battle is definitely a treasure for martial arts people, it is no wonder that Holy Spirit Imperial Court heartbeat, I am afraid that any The strong man of Emperor Boundary knows that he has memories of Sheng Zhan fights, and he will have some ideas.
Among the saints, there is also a terrible sword repair, the sword of Kaye, and one sword is beheaded and killed. Time seems to be going backwards. Those supreme magical attacks are retreating. Only his sword is. After breaking the heavens, the power is so terrible that all the saints are extremely frightened when facing his sword. Far away from this Ancient Saint man, we can see how terrible his sword is. One sword beheaded and killed, shaking the time. Through the years, these are the Intent beyond the avenue.
Lin Feng comprehends this world-destroying battle, eyesight reveals a thoughtful look, Holy Spirit creates magical powers, if he wants to condense Holy Spirit, what should be Holy Spirit.
The ancestors of Holy Spirit Imperial Court, Ancient Saint, possessed 33,000 small fortune Holy Spirits and 137 great Holy Spirits. The combined attacks were ancient and modern. I do n’t know how horrible.
"If I consolidate and create Holy Spirit, I can start with Kendo. There are many rules of Intent , the magic of Kendo, Holy Spirit of Ningjian, and Intent , which are combined into a real Kendo trick." Lin Feng whispered in his heart, previously in Zun Qi Layer At that time, Absture was fused, and the power of Kendo was terrifying, killing people. However, after entering the Martial Emperor realm, different laws are difficult to perfectly integrate. This Holy Spirit divine magic seems to provide an opportunity for Kendo, allowing him to bloom again.
Besides that, Intent of his various rules can condense Holy Spirit, such as cursing Holy Spirit, magic road Holy Spirit, death Holy Spirit, and then regenerating with Heavenly Evolution Scripture, transforming into a good Holy Spirit, the combination into a magical attack, will definitely have terrible power.
In these days, Lin Feng began a period of retreat and realized the supreme supernatural power Intent inherited from Saint King.
However, the outside world has undergone earth-shaking changes, and genius confrontation continues. Many people even came to Tian Chi Imperial Court to find him in Lin Feng battle. Lin Feng set foot on Saint's Platform and took the seat of Saint Emperor. The news already came out, all geniuses wanted To see if this talented Lin Feng is as powerful as his talent, I want to stamp this character with the potential of Saint King under his feet to achieve their reputation and pave the way.
At the same time, in the Holy Spirit Imperial Court, I saw an elegant house, and the gauze isolated this ancient and fragrant huge house into two sections. I saw a Emperor strong man outside facing the humanity inside: "You are the most suitable candidate, and I believe that with your excellence, future generations born of my Ancient Saint Clan will also have the talent to shock the world."
"Get out." A chilling voice came out, saying, "When I promised you in the past, I didn't promise such things, and immediately disappeared for me."
"Why are you doing this?" Emperor still refused to give up, looking at the beautiful figure inside, slowly said: "This man is extremely talented, he set foot on my Holy Spirit Imperial Court Saint's Platform, and sat on With the Saint Emperor chair, his talent I Holy Spirit Imperial Court has never been done for countless years, and he looks good, decisive, and tough-minded, but a rare good man, defeated the Champion character in the middle of Emperor in Holy City Ji Shang, and it is favored by Ancient Saint person Immortal Shi Jue. Such a character, many women have no chance, he will become existence of Ancient Saint person, you do not insult you as a woman. "
"I'll let you go." Han Yin was colder, without any emotion.
"You think about it. After a while, I will come and ask you for an answer. I look forward to the birth of you and the son of Lin Feng." The man said, walking slowly outside, however At this moment the figure in the curtain suddenly trembled and said, "Wait!"
"Why, have you changed your mind?" the Holy Spirit Imperial Court strongman asked.
"What's his name?" The voice inside was fluctuating, but it was still cold.
"Lin Feng, Lin Feng of Holy City in the state of War Monarch College," said the old man.