Looking at Lin Feng's gradually bent body, both Master Lingyun and Saint Lord Yaoguang and others felt a pang in their hearts!
Visible to the naked eye,
Lin Feng is in a very bad condition now.
Perhaps I have reached the limit of what my body can bear.
A great battle exhausted his energy and spirit...
Is the god of war also exhausted?
"Senior Lin!"
"Little friend Lin!"
Many human cultivators looked pale and called out anxiously,
“Huff, huff, huff~”
Lin Feng threw away his stump, knelt on one knee on the ground, and gasped for breath.
He raised his head with difficulty and looked in the direction of the human race. He felt that his physical strength had been exhausted to the extreme. A feeling of dizziness came over him, making him want to fall asleep.
But he knew he couldn't sleep now!
Many powerful gods were watching him closely. If he fell, not only would he die, but also tens of millions of human cultivators...
The people behind him,
Those friends, Second Senior Sister, Gou Sheng, Yun Lie, Jiu You might all be found and die one by one...
"Hehehe! Hahaha..."
Lin Feng wiped the blood off his face like a madman.
This blood includes the enemy's and his own!
"I'm Lin Feng! How could I fall down?"
Lin Feng whispered.
He is forcibly squeezing out his potential!
Limit, limit, and limit again!
He tried to stand up, but as soon as he stood up, a feeling of weakness came over him. It was too weak...
"Are you... okay?"
At the critical moment,
Saint Yaoguang rushed up and embraced the weak Lin Feng in her arms.
The aroma and the soft, boneless touch made Lin Feng fall into a brief trance...
"Why are you here?"
Lin Feng was a little surprised.
"The world is in tatters, and someone has to mend it, right?"
Saint Yaoguang pretended to be free and easy and smiled sweetly.
Lin Feng was stunned for a moment, then seemed to have thought of something, pushed Saint Yaoguang away, and said coldly:
"Why is a woman joining in the fun? Get lost!"
Regarding the situation of Saint Yaoguang,
He certainly knew something.
Thinking of the tragic expression on Saint Yaoguang's face at this moment, he naturally became more convinced!
Strictly speaking, he and Saint Yaoguang were not even friends, but after so much contact, some friendship was inevitable.
"Aren't you tired?"
Saint Yaoguang looked at this man covered in scars, yet with an incomparably resolute and unyielding gaze, her beautiful eyes gradually blurred...
Throughout her life, she had always been very aloof and had never cried, nor did she know what tears tasted like.
But when he saw Lin Feng at this moment, he felt a little sad for some reason.
Lin Feng, who has been strong all his life!
With so many human cultivators, why do they always choose to forge ahead alone?
“Only tiredness can make me break my limits, only life and death can make me transcend myself!”
"The path of a cultivator like me should be like this. My true self is invincible! I fear nothing!"
Lin Feng replied firmly,
There is a unique charm on his handsome face.
The Saint Yaoguang was a little crazy...
far away,
Seeing this scene,
Many human cultivators felt very uncomfortable.
A peerless hero, a peerless saint,
The two men fought against each other, their eyes meeting. Under the faint sunset light, their long slanting shadows were reflected.
This scene seemed to be frozen in time, engraved in people's hearts, and became eternal!
And at this time.
Something worse happened.
“Boom!”
There was a loud bang!
The battle between Zhao Chenyang and Emperor Tianling is also over!
Emperor Tianling was in a terrible state, his body soaked in blood, his wounds torn so deep that his bones were visible...
The same goes for Zhao Chenyang!
The two were clearly evenly matched, both suffering losses...
"Senior Zhao!"
Many cultivators of the human race cried out in grief!
Zhao Chenyang shook his head, ignored the pain in his body, and did not respond to everyone's calls!
because,
After his battle with Emperor Tianling,
During this period of time, those powerful gods who dared to come appeared one after another.
One after another terrifying figures stepped in from all directions, with mighty momentum and infinite divine power, just like gods, with deadly glares shooting out of their eyes, throwing the order of heaven and earth into complete chaos!
"Ah!! Lin Feng, I'm going to kill you!"
The seriously injured Moro roared,
He didn't know what kind of precious medicine he had taken, but his injuries had healed a lot. At this moment, he and the powerful gods surrounded him with resentful faces!
Lin Feng, Saint Yaoguang, and Zhao Chenyang stood side by side, silently watching the powerful people coming from all directions...
The immortals of the major gods, the twelve heavenly kings of the alien races...
With the naked eye,
I can't tell how many...
The majestic and vast aura obscured everything, making it vague and hazy, as if surrounded on all sides, with enemies everywhere!
All the cultivators of the ethnic group were trembling with fear.
Who could have imagined that things would develop to this point?
It's like the ancient catastrophe is reappearing!
But where are those powerful human beings?
Why didn't any of them show up?
Are you scared?
Are you really so selfish?
This moment!
The hearts of many humans were chilled to the extreme, and even breathing on their own became extremely difficult...
"There is no time to hesitate..."
Saint Yaoguang pushed Lin Feng and Zhao Chenyang behind her.
She slowly closed her eyes, and the mark of reincarnation on her wrist seemed to be completely released...
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