Chapter 550： Light Seed

A finger condensed by the light power emerged out of the air, and suddenly magnified several times at the moment of appearance, turning it into a giant finger, and the fingerprint on it was clearly visible.

Hum!

The terror wave also erupted at the same time. Ling Hong's face was very calm, as if the finger was so simple, it was like reaching out and crushing an ant.

"Do not!!!"

After Song Hongbing saw the direction of Shenguang's finger falling, the whole person was horrified. How could he never imagine that the magic cast by Ling Hongxuan for such a long time was heading for him, and when he found the attack It's late.

The attack speed of the light attribute is extremely fast, almost reaching the speed of light, and only a flash of light came to Song Hongbing's side. It was impossible to avoid it. There was no time to even cast spells or use magic weapons to resist.

Unless you know who the spell will fall on from the beginning and make defenses in advance, or wait for the attack, then all the means to recover are useless.

The fingers turned into white light were about one meter thick. After being uploaded from Ling Hong's fingers, when everyone looked at them, they were already pressed on Song Hongbing's body.

At this moment, the Scripture Pavilion fell into a weird silence, and everyone's breathing seemed to be blocked, and in this almost stagnant time, everyone saw the thriller.

I saw Song Hongbing's body under that horrible finger, the entire body slowly collapsed, silent, without any obstruction, so the direct collapse collapsed, and even the ashes were not left, and was directly destroyed by that finger Already.

When everyone felt their heavy breathing again, the finger of Shenguang had already fallen among the remnants of the hostile forces such as the Song Family, the Guards, the Blood Spirit Sect, and so on. For a split second, those two thousand who had already suffered heavy casualties A monk was directly in front of the crowd, leaving no trace.

Compared to the **** scene after the outbreak of Lin Chuan, Ling Hong's attack is to bring elegance and nobility to the extreme. Everything is so clean and calm, like nothing happened, but all the enemies have disappeared. .

Goo ...

The voice of spit throat became the loudest sound at the moment, and then was the throbbing heartbeat. Everyone was afraid to make a sound at this moment, for fear of attracting Ling Hong's attention.

It is said that Nandou Zhangsheng was born and Beidouzhang died, but the horrific lethality shown by [Xiao] Zhinandou at this moment has no meaning at all, but it brings the ultimate fear of death, unless its ability to treat Lin Chuan On, otherwise this horror of Ling Hong has made everyone feel despair.

This is just this attack, his power is already on par with Qinglong.

"In the middle of Jin Dan, it seems to be more than enough. It seems that you have made a good harvest on the seventh floor!" Lin Chuan sounded a little ridiculous, and tilted his head to look at the handsome boy who had stood next to him.

"Although there were accidents, in general, everything went well!" Ling Hong laughed lightly, his expression on his face was light and light, as if he had been used to big scenes and experienced endless vicissitudes.

"It always feels like you're hiding a heart that's about to get into the ground under your young appearance!" Lin Chuan said with a slack mouth, the expression on his face had completely relaxed, even though there were thousands of enemies around, even if there were still left Six yuan infant monks, but these people are no longer in his eyes at this moment.

"That's because you don't understand my essence!" Ling Hong said indifferently.

"What are you going to do with the remaining ones? Now that you have taken over, I don't want to take any more shots!" Linchuan's kaleidoscope wrote round eyes and chuckled as he swept across the remaining six Yuan infant monks, scared These people looked darker than one.

"I'm not as slaughter as you. Since it was entrusted to me, let me arrange it!" Ling Hong Qingdao immediately stretched out his right hand, and a lot of light path markings spread immediately under the fair skin, and bright spiritual power surged. Among them, within a short time, six light spheres flashing with white light floated out, lying quietly in the palm of Ling Hong's right hand.

"Let me plant the light in your babies, and I promise you to leave after the matter of Xianfu, otherwise, I don't mind killing a few more people!" Ling Hong's soft voice echoed in the Tibetan scripture pavilion It is clearly threatening people, but it seems very gentle, without the slightest suffocation.

But hearing this in the ears of the Yuanyuan monks is another matter. When thinking of Song Hongbing, who had just been crushed to death by a finger, everyone heard the breath of death in the flat tone of Ling Hong.

"Do you really leave us when you leave Xianfu?" Said a monk named Zhou Lang, whose cultivation was the lowest among the six, only in the early days of Yuan Ying, and at this moment was also the first person to show a look of compromise. .

"Out of Xianfu, your practice will be restored to the Yuanying period. At that time, my means should not limit you. Even if I don't let you go, you have a way to leave!" Ling Hong calmly Said.

"But ..." A monk wanted to refute ~ www.novelhall.com ~ but was blocked by Ling Hong's calm eyes.

It is clear to everyone that Ling Hong is a rare attribute of light. He has planted the bright seed among all the babies. No one knows if he can solve it. Moreover, Ling Hong has a mysterious background and is the only one who has been to the Tibetan Pavilion No one at the seventh floor knows what he has gained in it. If the light seed is really allowed to fall into it, the after-fruits are too difficult to predict.

But from Ling Hong's explanation, they already understood it, because there is only one meaning, they are not qualified to bargain!

"Okay! I promise you!" Zhou Lang made the decision first, gritted his teeth and agreed to Ling Hong's request.

The next moment, Ling Hong's finger moved, and one of the light **** immediately flew out and went straight to Zhou Tian's Dantian, disappearing into it.

Feeling the bright seed of Ling Hong, Zhou Lang didn't find anything unusual, but at this moment Yuan Ying, who was sitting cross-legged in Dantian, had a little white light, everything was normal.

There was no problem seeing Zhou Lang. After hesitating for a while, the remaining five monks in the Yuan infant period successively agreed to Ling Hong's request to let them plant a light seed in their Yuan infants.

This is also no way out. At this time, they have completely lost their capital against Xiao, and there is only one refusal, which is death.

As for those far-flung Jin Danqi casual repairs, Ling Hong didn't even look at them and ignored them directly.

At this point, the assessment of the entire sixth floor came to an end in advance, Lin Chuan converged all the breath on his body, and practiced cross-legged, while Ling Hong was quietly guarding Lin Chuan, waiting for the end of the assessment.

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