Silly, daddy can fly!

Chapter 172 His painting style is wrong!

In this dark and chaotic world, Feng Ming's existence is like a dazzling scorching sun. Wherever he is, it seems that the entire sky is illuminated by him, bringing with him a vitality that is absolutely absent in this world.

The demon king who had chased after him looked at such a young man, and the gloominess and viciousness in his red eyes became more intense.

Such a person should not appear here, and the final outcome of his appearance here can only be degeneration or death.

Thinking this way, the devil walked towards the boy under the thunder cloud step by step.He was not in a hurry, even if the young man showed him provocative eyes and was full of fighting spirit, the gap in strength could not be made up by relying on willpower and provocation.

What's more, that boy still held his sword of space in his hand.

It was the treasure that only obeyed him, which he spent thousands of years refining.

Before the sword was refined by him, as long as it could destroy the space, the sword could be destroyed.But when he refined that sword with his strongest flying feather, that sword possessed the same dark power as his original power, and it also had an inseparable connection with him.

Unless he is seriously injured and dying, and can no longer transmit the power of darkness to that flying feather, no one can destroy the sword of space, even if that person has six wings on his back and has the power of space and thunder.

The Demon King walked into the thunder cloud, and the dark red lightning struck him one after another, but they all disappeared within his domain.

The Demon King didn't understand why Fengming chose this place as the final battleground. Even though this place is filled with the power of lightning, thunderstorm and wind, the aura here is also the most chaotic and dark.

If a normal person stayed here for half a day, the spiritual power in his body would be polluted, and fighting here would intensify the use of spiritual power.This angel is obviously too young, so that he only pays attention to the power without considering the consequences.

That being the case, let him help him and let him see what real hell looks like.

Feng Ming saw the Demon King walking towards him as if strolling in a courtyard.

He immediately noticed the malice and sarcasm in the devil's eyes.

As if he had done something extremely stupid.

In fact, Feng Ming did realize something very bad - he just used one-third of the strength in his body to destroy the black flying feather in his hand, but that seemingly fragile feather is like this The strongest things in the world remain unchanged.

Then he used the power of thunder, ice, water and space to destroy the flying feather in the attacker's hand, except for the last power of space that cracked the flying feather in an instant, but soon the flying feather returned Automatically absorbing the power of darkness around it, it repaired the cracks at a speed visible to the naked eye and remained intact.

Looking at the indestructible flying feather in his hand, Feng Ming finally understood why the Demon King was not in a hurry to get back the flying feather in his hand, but chased after him with a mocking face.

But Feng Ming decided to ignore Fei Yu and him for the time being, he wanted to fight the devil fiercely in this thunderstorm.Maybe with the help of the powerful thunderstorm here, he can kill the Demon King.Even if he couldn't kill the Demon King, he still believed that Hou Yi would have set up his bow and loaded the arrow in one place, just waiting to give the Demon King a fatal blow at the end.

Feng Ming was ready to fight, but suddenly found that the black flying feather in his hand suddenly released a powerful force.

That power suddenly went towards Fengming's body as if he had an independent consciousness, as if to make up for the power he just used.

Feng Ming was taken aback.

He looked up at the Demon King, and found that the Demon King was doing something with his hands together. He didn't feel the Demon King's attack. The Demon King's behavior should be to control the change of the flying feather in his hand.But he couldn't figure out what the devil wanted to do?Suddenly sending spiritual power to the enemy during the battle, is the devil's mind broken?

At this time, the scene under the thundercloud is a bit strange, it is not like Fengming imagined at the beginning, the fierce and dazzling attacks between the two sides, and the fierce battle that would be life-threatening if you are not careful.Instead, both he and the Demon King were struck by lightning in the air, and the Demon King took the initiative to replenish his spiritual power, while Feng Ming thought it was an advantage because his three wings were particularly edible, so he never attacked.

Feng Ming felt that the spiritual power in his body was getting more and more abundant. Although the chaotic spiritual power here made him feel a little bit uncontrollable and wanted to go crazy and have some dark thoughts, but anyway, this was the spiritual power that came to him on his own initiative. , Although it is not top grade, but defective products can also be used?

Feng Ming really felt that the devil's mind was a little bad.

And the demon king opposite him thought so too.

The demon king couldn't believe that Fengming couldn't feel that he was feeding him the power of dark, corrupt demons.Judging by his surprised expression, he must have received those evil forces.

But isn't this six-winged seraphim too stupid when his power is polluted?He didn't hide, evade, or resist, and just accepted his power like that?

Doesn't he know that this will accelerate his degradation and mutation?His white wings will soon be corrupted and lost their purity through his stupidity.

When Feng Ming's power was replenished and even started to devour the excess power, he finally decided that he couldn't go on like this anymore.

Although he thinks that the devil's mind is broken, it's stupid to take the initiative to send blood medicine to the enemy, but he can't be as stupid as the devil. Why don't he take advantage of this opportunity to raise his sword and palm, the devil doesn't know how to attack while giving him blood, Maybe he would just foolishly pierce his heart and die right away?

Although this kind of thinking is a bit of a daydream, Feng Ming suddenly moved after being lost by the devil for 5 minutes.

He didn't put the black flying feather into the space, but put it in the small pocket of the white gauze on his body.In the next second, he raised his sword and appeared behind the demon king. The ice sword flashing with thunder suddenly thrust forward, as if it could penetrate the back with the black wings on its back.

However, the Demon King seems to have eyes behind his back.

In his field, even if Feng Ming has mastered the power of space, he can teleport.But he is the master of his own domain, and no one's actions in his domain can escape his perception.

The Demon King was attacked by Fengming, but he just dodged easily, but he did not fight back. Instead, he continued to control the black energy ball in his hand, and continuously transmitted darkness and chaos to Fengming through the flying feather in Fengming's pocket. spiritual power.

Even after being chased by Feng Ming's terrifying speed and teleportation, he dodged everywhere in this thundercloud and lightning, but the arc of the corner of the devil's mouth became higher and higher.

Soon, soon.

He even felt that the power of lightning and frost that attacked him had changed, they were no longer pure, and their power began to become chaotic and ferocious.

This is the beginning of the fall.

The Demon King grinned silently.

When Feng Ming felt that his power was getting stronger and stronger, and that the demon king's dark domain had less and less restrictions on him, and he finally injured the demon king with explosive thunder balls and ice balls, he kept avoiding his attacks and did not fight back. The Demon King suddenly stopped avoiding, and suddenly turned around to look at Fengming with the most vicious smile.

Looking at the pupils of his young man's eyes and the dark aura around him that had been stained with the power of darkness and chaos, and seeing that two of the three pairs of wings on his back had become no longer white and bright, he finally put away The black energy in his hand stopped his "dedication" to Fengming's blood transfusion.

"Stupid angel, stop attacking and look at the wings on your back."

Fengming paused for summoning Thunderball and Iceball.

Subconsciously, he was worried that his wings would suddenly lose their feathers, but he heard the demon speak:

"Look at your wings! You are no longer a pure seraphim! Your mind and body are polluted! You are so foolish as to want to fight me."

"You, whose body and mind are impure..."

"You who fell so easily..."

"How do you serve God?! How do you get the Lord's approval!"

"You are so dirty, do you still have the right to raise the sword in your hand to me?"

The Demon King's voice said so many words with bewitching.He just stood there, waiting for the purest angel on the opposite side to roar and collapse, and he could win easily.

As a result, what the devil never expected was that the pure angel he expected did not show any expression of praying and repenting that life would be better than death.He even just stood there, pulled the three pairs of wings on his back, and then touched the wings very gently, whose tips had turned gray-gold and gray-white due to the dark and chaotic spiritual power, and finally raised his head Looking at the Demon King, he said something that made the Demon King split open:

"Sorry, my body and soul have been impure since I started not handing in my homework in elementary school."

"But does that conflict with me wanting to hit you?"

Demon King: "..."

This is the wrong response! ! !

The author has something to say:

Fengming: What is the relationship between the fall and collapse of the angels in the West and my mixed blood in the East?

Demon King: ...!