Lin Feng responded without words.

He didn't know what Lu Ning had gone through that led to such a loss of composure, so he could only pat him on the back gently to comfort him.

"This time, our human race is in great trouble... This isn't just about clearing the Dead Swamp. A traitor has appeared in our race. This is a plot against the spirit world. Our human race in the spirit world is in danger..."

Lu Ning spoke intermittently.

He kept coughing up blood, and the blood and tears mixed together, looking shocking.

At this time,

“Huff~”

The north wind blew stronger and stronger, and bloody rain began to fall from the gray sky.

Blood rain poured down upon the Dead Souls' Bog, soaking the corpses of countless human cultivators. Dots of white light flickered, and ghostly fires ignited, as if the heavens were taking pity on them...

"Lin Feng, run... run away from here, spread the news of what happened here, and alert the people outside..."

Lu Ning suddenly grabbed Lin Feng's hand tightly, staring at him with his dark eyes.

But before Lin Feng could respond,

He grabbed Lin Feng's hand and dropped it heavily, and the last ray of light in his eyes completely dimmed.

"Sect Master Lu."

Lin Feng called softly,

But the old man in his arms did not respond.

His warm body was cooling down at a visible speed, his blood dried up and formed into blood scabs...

Lin Feng squatted for a long time.

In fact, he knew Lu Ning's condition as early as when he picked him up. He was relying on a wisp of obsession to hold on. Death was inevitable...

But why,

Do you feel a little sad in your heart?

Lin Feng touched the blood dripping down his face. It was very cold, very cold, and carried a nauseating smell...

"A man travels the world, and wherever he goes is his home. Where he dies, there he is buried..."

Lin Feng whispered.

He slashed out with his palm, splitting a nearby mountain into two halves, and then buried the bodies of Lu Ning, Wei Zixu's master and a group of Zhenzong practitioners inside the mountain.

“Boom!”

The mountain that was split into two halves was forcibly put together again under the influence of a great force and returned to its original state.

Then,

Lin Feng continued on his way.

His expression became calmer and colder.

Finally, not long after, we arrived at the core area of the battlefield!

This place is already shrouded in endless colorful rays of light!

“Boom!”

The war is underway.

I don't know how many strong men are mixed together.

An unprecedented melee has begun.

Lin Feng saw many old acquaintances,

Holy Lord Yaoguang, Holy Lord Tianyan, Situ Kun, Master Lingyun, Master Shenwu, and Nitianhai...

They were all fighting desperately with their opponents, roaring one after another,

The opponents include the Spirit Emperor and the God Clan!!!

The so-called alliance seemed to have been discovered. The gods no longer concealed it and openly joined forces with several Spirit Emperors to encircle and suppress the human cultivators.

"It's over!"

"It's all over!"

Some human cultivators hid in the distance, watching in fear.

They all experienced a life-or-death battle and survived by chance, but their bodies were covered in blood, scars, and their faces were full of gray...

“Boom!”

Billions of magic skills collide across the sky,

The light was dazzling and destructive, shattering the avenue. Countless fragments flew out, blasting through the void and forming countless huge void cracks.

"ah!!!."

At this moment,

Zhenren Shenwu suddenly let out a shrill roar.

A large hand pierced through his chest, and the bloody hand tightly grasped his heart, squeezing it to pieces.

"Nitianhai, what do you mean?"

The Immortal Shenwu roared in anger,

He repelled the attacking opponent with a single palm strike, but his own body was severely injured and he stumbled back in mid-air...

"die!"

Nitianhai's expression was grim.

Finally, his identity was exposed.

He strode forward and together with a strong man from the Sea God Clan, he besieged the God of War. The seriously injured God of War was defeated, but he still fought back desperately.

The terrifying magic shook the earth!

“Boom!”

The sky shattered, the earth shook,

This doomsday scene is so terrifying.

Countless mountains were razed to the ground by the aftermath, and dust rose up, mixed with the breath overflowing from the cracks in the void, covering everything. The scene became hazy and it was difficult to see what was going on inside.

"Swish~"

At this time,

Zhenren Shenwu flew out from the dust and fog and fell heavily to the ground.

His entire body was stained red with blood. He struggled to stand up, but was unable to dodge his opponent's attack. Ni Tianhai forcefully shattered his soul...

"I'm not willing to give up..."

After letting out a shrill roar, the Immortal Shenwu's upright body slowly fell to the ground, no longer able to breathe...

"A powerful human of the third category was killed just like that..."

The many human cultivators who were watching looked pale and felt a chill in their hearts.

Some of them wanted to go up and help, but as soon as they approached the battlefield, they were shaken into a bloody mist by the overflowing aura...

This is the battlefield of three types of strong men.

It is no longer something they can get their hands on, not even close watching!

"Ah!! Ni Tianhai, you actually dared to collude with the gods..."

The Holy Lord Tianyan roared madly.

Because after killing the Immortal Shenwu, Ni Tianhai and the strong man from the Sea God Clan actually turned their attacks on him, making his situation, which was already at a disadvantage, even worse!

"Sky Thunder Halberd"

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