The Spirit of God Million Domain

Chapter 3877, the sable garden together

"I don't think your tone is very big. If you do, you don't know if you dare or not. We have two bets."

"Just take out a hundred of the best spirits as a bet, if you lose, give me a hundred good spirits."

Fang Ling did not think that he would lose to Xu Feng, so he was too lazy to say the conditions he lost.

Oh...

The scene is awesome. For a disciple who just joined the Purple Pavilion, a hundred of them are a big number.

Many people look at Xu Feng. They think Xu Feng, afraid that there is no courage, and promised such a challenge.

"Why, can't you agree?"

Fang Ling had a smirk on his face.

"But it is also true. Although you have a good talent, you haven't been in the Purple Pavilion for a long time. How can you have a hundred-pronged spirits? If you don't have a hundred-goods, I won't promise to fight you. You really don't have this qualification."

Fang Ling appears to be high-spirited.

"Ha ha..."

Many young people have laughed.

Here, the disciples of the Purple House are not a few.

"Fang Shixiong, you don't have to be a bad person!"

"Look at him like a poor man, how can you dare to promise your challenge?"

"The kid, if you dare not agree to the challenge of the brothers, he will give the brothers a sigh, and apologize for the sorrow. Perhaps the brothers will be merciful and give you some good spirits, but maybe."

Many disciples of the Ziyan Academy began to ridicule Xu Feng.

Fang Ling’s face is smug.

What are the five geniuses?

Still not the same, being humiliated by him.

"Who said that I dare not promise your challenge?"

Xu Feng looked at the smug Fang Ling, his mouth slightly raised, his look was extremely calm.

He didn't pay attention to the words of everyone around him. Why do you argue with a group of waste?

It doesn't make sense at all!

"I just think that I bet a hundred yuan in the spirit of the crystal, have lost identity, and are not willing to fight with you."

Xu Feng looked at Fang Ling. Since the other party is so confident, I feel that I can beat myself.

He Xu Feng just counted it, and he could earn a lot of Ling Jing if he was a good one.

"Oh... just rely on you, dare to raise?" Fang Ling looked at Xu Feng, and his looks were disdainful.

"The number of my Chinese spirits is not a lot. If you want to bet, you can gamble on the 500-year-old spirit!"

Said, Xu Feng will take out all the middle-aged spirits of the body, they are directly taken out, shining with light.

Many people are surprised. Some people are even deeper in their eyes, showing greedy eyes.

Qu Yuming was shocked. I didn't expect Xu Feng to be able to take out five hundred of the best.

These Zhongpin Lingjing are the middle-aged spirits that Xu Feng has acquired for so long.

"Five hundred in the middle of the spirit?"

Fang Ling’s face is filled with light.

The six seasons of the life and soul of the district are repaired, even if Xu Feng is a genius.

The strength is nothing but comparable to Dan Yuan.

However, Fang Ling is a culmination of Dan Yuanjing.

Most importantly, he is still a top genius.

In other words, his strength is equivalent to the double peak of Dan Yuanjing.

Even the existence of the three elements of Dan Yuanjing, he also has the power of a battle.

"Why, I’ve been screaming very badly, can’t I bet now?”

Xu Feng looked at Fang Ling and sneered.

"What are you afraid of!"

The spiritual power of Fang Ling’s whole body surged, and the repair of Dan’s main peak was an explosion, and both eyes were full of killing and luster.

As long as you defeat Xu Feng, you can get five hundred Chinese spirits, and you can also please Xin Tianyin and Zheng Junzhi.

It’s just a matter of doing it.

"Since you want to die, I will fulfill you."

Fang Ling said, above his hands, the spirit is stirring, the waves are moving toward the surroundings, and they are constantly spreading.

The formation was a violent shock wave. He took a step and his hands became a sword. He attacked Xu Feng.

The attack became incomparable, and the hands seemed to be strong waves, and the spirits followed.

Many people are taking a few steps back, fearing Fang Ling’s fighting aftermath and hurting himself.

"This is the sixth-order Chinese spirit of the brothers, and the tears of the claws in the wind, even practicing to the realm of Dacheng, the boy does not know where to come for courage, dare to bet with the brothers."

"I'm sure that he can't resist the Holy Spirit of his brothers. It's very likely that within three strokes, he will win the game."

"Three strokes? You are too high to see the kid, I think three breaths, he is about to fall to the ground."

Many disciples of the Ziyuan Institute feel that Fang Ling's strength is very strong.

Xu Feng can't be Fang Ling's opponent.

Today, I dare to bet with Fang Ling for five hundred yuan.

It’s simply not self-reliant.

Aurora magic knife!

Seeing Fang Ling's claws hit, Xu Feng's eyes are twinkling, flashing are the killing of Sen Han.

When the Aurora Magic Knife appeared in his hands, the Knife Mang continued to spread in all directions.

The formation of strong shock waves, as if the heavens and the earth were torn apart, accompanied by the horrible knife.

"Aurora kills the knife."

Xu Feng did not have any hesitation. It was the sixth-order supernatural spirit that was displayed, and the aurora killed the knife.

Not far from Qu Yuming, among the eyes, there was a horror.

Inside the dark channel: "It is no wonder that the younger brother can fight with the seven divisions for so long, his knife and law realm, fearing that he and the three brothers will not let more, the difference is nothing but strength and cultivation."

Oh!

Knife Mang Crazy passed by.

In the eyes of everyone surprised.

Fang Ling, who was vowed to be full of enthusiasm.

There was a horror and fear on his face.

The next moment.

The knives and mans are invincible, bringing with them the horrible waves.

Knife Mang seems to be Fang Ling, giving direct flooding.

Oh...

The knives continued to emerge, and they went out with a knife and a knife.

Fang Ling is constantly regressing, his face is incredible.

"How is it possible? You have actually cultivated the sixth-order best of the Holy Spirit to the realm of fire."

Fang Ling’s voice is full of sorrow.

Xu Feng and Xiao Longshan won a lot of battles.

The Aurora killing knife method has also made great progress.

Wow!

Knife knives pass.

On the chest of Fang Ling, blood is pervasive.

The whole person fell on the ground more than ten meters away.

Xu Feng’s mouth is raised: “The screaming is so powerful, but the strength is so weak. It seems that your disciples in the Purple House are your virtues. It’s really bad.”

Oh...

Xu Feng’s words rang, and Fang Ling’s gas suddenly coughed up, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Kid, you have a big tone, dare to be so small, we are disciples of the Purple Temple. You know that Fang Ling is just a foreign disciple of the Purple House."

Someone is angry at Xu Feng.

"I don't care so much, you are together with the Purple House, and accompany you to the end!"

Xu Feng’s eyes are full of gaze, and he is extremely overbearing.

(End of this chapter)