Control The World

Ning Wufeng tried desperately to resist, but the momentum of the three dark flame tigers suppressed it desperately.

At this time, Li Yao burst into shape. The momentum over Ning Wufeng's body suddenly relaxed, and he spit out a stale gas.

The three dark flame tigers were just a glimpse of the glory, but in Ning Wufeng, it felt like he was not lingering for years.

Good strength!

Ning Wufeng said secretly in his heart, thinking for a moment, in the eyes of the three dark flame tigers, what is the difference between himself and the ants?

"Do it!"

Li Yao gave a loud sigh, Bai Guangyuan's blade swelled with cold light, and killed three dark flame tigers.

Roar ...

The three dark flame tigers roared, and the saliva dripped continuously.

At this time, it has been invaded by the Ascaris maggot, and all it thinks is to eat the seductive food.

Seeing Li Yao burst out, as if he was close to the enemy, and at the same time felt that the rich fragrance came from his hands.

The three dark flame tigers waved their huge unarmed claws and rushed to Li Yao. Blood burst forth, the momentum of Shen Yueli was imposing, and the momentum was huge.

Travel thousands of miles!

Ning Wufeng rushed out of the figure, and swept away towards the cave of the three dark flame tigers.

Although the three dark flame tigers glimpsed Ning Wufeng, they did not look at him in the slightest. Because the spiritual fluctuations on him were too weak.

Roar ...

The three dark flame tigers covered with dark flames, and the sharp rays flew out.

In Li Yao's Bai Guangyuan's blade, the angry sky roar suddenly came out, and the three dark flame tigers became a ball.

He retreated, leaving the Dark Flame Tiger cave.

The roar of the tiger howls and the roar of the angry sky is thunderous.

This is the strength of the monk!

Ning Wufeng was in a turbulent mood, and rushed out towards the cave.

The cave was dark, and a pungent stench rushed over. The taste was strong and dizzy.

"This big guy doesn't like sanitation too much." Ning Wufeng swaggered.

With a crunch, he stepped on the bones of a wild animal. The bones everywhere were glowing with faint light, presumably all three dark flame tigers' stings.

He turned and held a ball of green light, the eyes of the dark pangolin. The green light instantly illuminated the distance of several feet.

Click, click, there is a sound of water dripping. From time to time, there were white cracked sounds under the feet.

I wonder if there is any danger in the depths of this cave?

Ning Wufeng secretly said, in order to be safe, he stopped and took a Chu Ling Dan in his mouth.

Slayer swords are also placed in the palm of the hand, ready to go.

He walked carefully to the depths of the cave step by step, perhaps because the three dark flame tigers in the cave lived all year round, so the space was full of strong coercion.

The deeper the cave, the more intense the pressure.

At this time, the second and third men saw Li Yao and the three dark flame tigers forming a ball.

The green tea girl looked at the fire in the air, and the flaming fire instantly melted the mountain stones.

The white light overflowed, every path exuding a deadly breath.

"Are we really going to go?" The green tea girl was a little afraid, and whispered to her.

"If you don't enter the tiger's hole, you will get a tiger!" Wei Er licked his lips and said.

The brothers looked at each other and nodded heavily.

"I'll go into the cave later. The two of you will stay outside. Sixth brother is injured, so don't give up." Wei Er whispered.

"But inside the cave, that kid ..." Wei Liu said worriedly.

He had only one arm left at this time, and his combat power was indeed greatly reduced.

"It's just the boy in Tongqiao, who can't stop me." Wei Liuyi smiled.

The three discussed it properly, and carefully walked towards the cave. In order to prevent one person and one beast from fighting in the air, they went around a large circle.

In the cave, Ning Wufeng turned around at this moment. The air became hot for a moment, and even the skin felt a burning sting.

"San Yan Ling Cao!"

On a turn, Ning Wufeng suddenly found a spirit grass deep in the cave.

The wellhead-sized crimson magma murmured. From time to time, white bubbles popped up.

The rocks that fell from time to time fell into the magma and gasified instantly, without even a wave of shock.

Just above the wellhead is a Sanyan Lingcao. The jade-colored leaves of the Lingcao have now become red jade-like, and the dense stalks cover the whole body.

A scent of scent came, and the scent was so intoxicating.

"It's a magical grass." Ning Wufeng couldn't help but whisper.

But looking at the strong spiritual power of elixir is absolutely valuable, no wonder Li Yao carefully and carefully chooses candidates, even at the cost of billions of spirits.

Puppet Spirituality!

Ning Wufeng immediately operated the spiritual art, and the hot spirits continuously immersed in him, and were refined by the puppetized spiritual art. Refined spiritual power has been incorporated into his spiritual know-how.

Between the breaths, the spirits in the Nine Spirit Veins and Eight Spirit Qiao are full.

The look of surprise on his face grew stronger.

Ning Wufeng carefully stepped forward and approached the magma well.

Whisper ...

Suddenly a strong wind rose behind him, the hot breath passing over him like a sharp blade. The clothes were torn instantly, and blood stains appeared on his body.

"Who!" Ning Wufeng was shocked, and immediately turned Jiuzhuan Wangjue.

Turning his head and looking, he just met a pale face.

He was frightened in his heart, turned his palms, and Vientiane Sen Luoyin roared out, and instantly blasted to the white shadow.

At the same time, the figure flew back.

"Break the Master Cave, die!"

Ning Wufeng then saw clearly that the ghostly white shadow attacked himself.

Bai Ying was a pale-faced man in a white robe. His chest was ripped open, all the internal organs were flowing out, and he was hanging down on his chest.

There were many stinky maggots rolling on the wound, which seemed extremely disgusting.

Ning Wufeng moved in his heart and was not dead after such a serious injury. There is only one answer, he is no longer human!

Ghost!

The so-called mischief. Apparently the person in front of him was killed by three dark flame tigers and then refined into his miser.

Become a ghost, and never turn over forever, even the soul is difficult to enter the cycle.

The ghost's white eyes rolled over, his body turned into a residual image, and he suddenly shot at Ning Wufeng. The speed was extremely fast. Obviously, his strength in life cannot be underestimated.

No wonder the three dark flame tigers allowed themselves to enter the cave, which was originally guarded by a ghost.

A volley grabbed it, the annihilation gun appeared in his hands, and amidst the golden light, a shot was fired at the white shadow that came.

With a bang, the sound of the Golden Knife Crossing was particularly harsh.

Ning Wufeng immediately felt a strong attack and the whole person flew out.

What a powerful physical power!

Ning Wufeng was shocked. After thinking about it, the strength of the three dark flame tigers is so strong that it becomes a miser, how can their strength be weak.

Soul Realm Monk!

The ghost in front of him is definitely a monk in spirit. And the strength is definitely not low.

With a bang, Ning Wufeng was torn off a piece of flesh by the stinger's claw. Heartbreaking pain came to the brain.

Golden lotus falls!

Ning Wufeng's face was full of blue muscles, and the spiritual power burst out in the Eight Spirits. The light on the annihilation gun soared, and he stabbed into the body of the ghost.

Gun man agitated.

The wandering ghost's rolling eyes glanced at him coldly, and he waved and slammed Ning Wufeng with his gun and flew out.

Suddenly hit the magma wellhead. The stone was crushed, rolled into the magma, and instantly gasified.

Ning Wufeng suddenly felt the hot breath piercing his head, his hair was burnt. The whole man rushed up.

The crackling stone rolled down again.

Ning Wufeng was shocked.

Almost, it fell into the magma well.

Imagine that these rocks were washed by the heat wave for hundreds of years, and they fell into the magma without arousing waves, not to mention the tranquility of the fetal body.

Roar ...

The ghost screamed lowly, and the hole in his chest had no effect on him. The body burst out, and a white light was cut to Ning Wufeng.

Vientiane Sen Luo Yin!

Ning Wufeng suddenly thought that sharp attacks could penetrate the ghost's body, but did not hinder him. Then smash you into meatloaf.

The black mark circled in mid-air, the spiritual power swallowed, and the speed became visible to the naked eye.

Slammed the miser.

Sure enough, it worked.

A joy in Ning Wufeng's heart, Vientiane Sen Luoyin turned out in a round, and constantly blasted at the miser.

Puppet Spirituality continually refines the spiritual power in the space, and the continuous flow of spiritual power will make you believe it!

Vientiane Sen Luoyin's light was pulsating, and the ghosts retreated.

Now that he has become a miser, his strength has not regressed too much, but his intelligence has greatly diminished.

After all, the wisdom of its owner's three dark flame tigers may not be high.

However, in this round of attacks, the miser was slowly familiar with the rhythm of Ning Wufeng's attack.

Roar ...

With a roar, a burst of flesh burst out of his body, the white light rose sharply, and he snapped a shot towards Vientiane Sen Luoyin.

With a bang, Da Yin was slammed into the air by his palm and fell into the rock wall.

Ning Wufeng frowned suddenly, so strong!

Immediately, his chest seemed to hit the mountain, and all his internal organs were spitting out. The whole man slammed out loud and slammed **** the ground.

The rough rocky ground was smashed to a slight depression and went first.

puff……

Ning Wufeng spurted blood, and the blood was instantly vaporized by the hot breath.

Good strength!

He trembled all over.

The ghost snarled low, his face was flattened by Vientiane Sen Luoyin, his nose collapsed, and his appearance was even more sloppy.

Roar ...

The ghosts came towards Ning Wufeng.

"I won't plant it here today." Ning climbed up strenuously and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Puppet spirits run frantically, quickly refining the spiritual power in space.

Suddenly, a scent of scent rushed into the nose, and the spiritual power in the cave was instantly thickened dozens of times.

Ning Wufeng looked intently. It turned out that the Sanyan Lingcao had matured. Each leaf is red, with the same color as the magma, flowing red light.

Uh ...

There was a sudden beating of Lingqiao in Ning Wufeng's body, and eight Lingqiao trembled at the same time.

Spiritual power poured into him continuously, and Ning Wufeng's momentum rose sharply.