In the desolate land, everyone died, and he was the only one left, standing and looking from a distance.

That kind of desolation filled Lin Feng's entire mind with endless helplessness and sorrow, wrapping Lin Feng's mind and causing Lin Feng's aura to dissipate little by little.

Everything is gone.

My wives and children are gone.

Lin Feng stood there and looked into the distance. The laughter and laughter of the past had all become memories, but the memory was also getting blurry a little bit.

Are you going to die?

Lin Feng slowly closed his eyes. Endless time passed, countless battles began, and in the end everyone died. It seemed that he would also return to nothingness.

What’s the point of living?

Lin Feng's mind actually calmed down little by little, and the beating of his heart became slower and slower.

"Owner!"

Qiantaki yelled, but it was of no use. Lin Feng's aura was still weakening.

"Hey, the master won't really die like this, right?" Seeing this scene, the four shuttles were all circling Lin Feng, with anxious expressions on their faces.

"After so many difficulties, why can't the master get out of here?" Chitaki wailed.

Suddenly, Lin Feng moved his fingers, and his originally indifferent aura began to recover bit by bit. Xing Zong was the first to stop, and seeing Qian Taki still wailing, an attack fell on Qian Taki.

"Shut up!"

"What do you know? I watched my master grow up. You are all later than me and don't understand the relationship between me and my master." Chitaki said miserably.

"The master's breath is recovering!" Xing Zong rolled his eyes and said.

"Master will not give up on me as soon as I return!" Qiantaki's eyes immediately lit up, and he started to circle around Lin Feng, "Master, Master, I know that you will not abandon us!"

Lin Feng slowly opened his eyes. His originally dark and silent eyes slowly began to regain their vitality. Lin Feng let out a breath of turbid air.

"Master, how are you?" Chitaki asked cautiously.

"I'm fine, it's just this inner demon tribulation." Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "This little thing won't kill me."

Hearing Lin Feng's words, all four shuttles breathed a sigh of relief. Everyone gathered around Lin Feng. After hearing what he said, they all laughed, "As long as the master is fine, it will be fine. As long as the master is fine, it will be fine."

Lin Feng smiled.

Sensing Lin Feng's appearance, the four shuttles hung on Lin Feng's hair. This time, the four shuttles came together.

Lin Feng touched Si Shuo and comforted them.

After a long time, Lin Feng finally let out a breath and stood up, then turned to Bo Xunsuo outside.

Bo Xunsuo didn't know how far he had walked, but the place where Lin Feng was was replaced by a plain.

There was an eagle cry in the distance, and Lin Feng and Boqi landed on the grassland.

"Master, shall we continue training now?" Boqi asked Lin Feng in a low voice.

"How long have I been in there?" Lin Feng asked softly.

"It's been almost a year, Master!" Boqi paused and said, "Four months have passed outside. Along the way, I have met many cultivators. Everyone's cultivation seems to have improved a bit, and they have also met

Here are the two ladies."

Hearing Boqi's words, Lin Feng nodded.

"Well, it's been less than half a year!" Lin Feng shook his body and became more energetic. His heart beat more intensely. Lin Feng exhaled a breath. He was also a little impatient now.

He wanted to know how his cultivation level was, but before experiencing the Thunder Tribulation, Lin Feng knew that his cultivation level should not be able to reach his true strength after absorbing the dragon's bloodline.

Can I enter the thunder pool again?

Thinking of what he encountered in the Thunder Pond last time, Lin Feng felt a little more hopeful.

If he can enter the thunder pool again, maybe he can pass through the thunder pool and get what he needs!

"Let's start practicing as a class!" Lin Feng said with a smile. He walked slowly on the grassland alone. The endless grassland seemed to have no end in sight. Occasionally, monsters passed by. Lin Feng held Fengtong in his hand.

The sword is just the most primitive way to fight these monsters.

The power of the flesh and the power of the Fengtong Sword itself, combined together, Lin Feng did not need to use his cultivation, and ordinary monsters had basically no chance to take advantage of him.

After walking like this for three to five days, on the fourth day, Lin Feng finally felt the presence of people.

It's a small team.

There was a girl in the small team. Lin Feng frowned and glanced at her, why was this woman so familiar?

"The master is Qin Shuangshuang from Tianhuang Academy, the woman who looked at Madam last time!" Qianlong whispered to Lin Feng, "This Qin Shuangshuang is actually with the column residents here."

Hearing Qiantaki's words, Lin Feng's eyes flashed with surprise.

The aborigines here are the most primitive residents of Zhongzhou. These residents cannot practice cultivation, but they are born with strong bodies. They live in these secret realms and are unwilling to go out.

Lin Feng also got to know these aborigines before coming in.

These aborigines have never had contact with outside cultivators like them.

So what is it that allows Qin Shuangshuang to have contact with these guys?

Lin Feng's brows furrowed, and as soon as his mind changed, he followed directly.

This woman has some relationship with Tianhuangniao, maybe she can make some discoveries!

Qin Shuangshuang chatted and laughed with these aboriginals. The aborigines' attack power was very powerful, but they relied on physical strength. However, when facing Qin Shuangshuang, these aboriginals were very respectful.

Such respect for a cultivator?

Lin Feng slowly followed Qin Shuangshuang.

Qin Shuangshuang was walking among the aboriginal people. The woman's sixth sense told her that someone was following her, but here was the endless grassland. If someone really followed, she could sense it. However, she couldn't sense anything.

strength.

Such inability to perceive made Qin Shuangshuang's heart slowly become restless.

"Holy girl, what's wrong?" an aborigine asked in a low voice.

Lin Feng held an aborigine who was not very strong in cultivation, turned his mind around in his mind, copied their language into his mind, and then slowly adapted to it.

"Abba, follow up!" an aborigine in front shouted, and the young man held by Lin Feng stirred. Seeing the people who had rushed to the front, he immediately followed him, scratched his head, and said

Somewhat confused.

He was obviously following everyone just now, so why did everyone suddenly walk in front of him?

Abba was a little confused.

Qin Shuangshuang looked back at Aba, and scanned Aba's body with her mind. There was nothing, it was still the same Aba.

Is it her imagination?
Chapter completed!