Seeing Lin Feng's body gradually bending down, whether it was Master Lingyun or Holy Lord Yaoguang and others, their hearts trembled!

Visible to the naked eye,

Lin Feng's current condition is very bad.

Perhaps it has reached the limit of what the body can bear,

A big battle drained his energy...

Is the God of War exhausted?

"Senior Lin!"

"Little friend Lin!"

Many human cultivators looked pale and called out with heartache,

"Huhuhu~"

Lin Feng threw away his stump and knelt on the ground on one knee, breathing heavily.

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 wave of dizziness came over him, making him want to just fall asleep.

But he knew he couldn't sleep right now!

There are many strong men from the God Clan all around who are watching eagerly. If he falls down, not only will he die, but also millions of human cultivators...

the person behind him,

Those friends, Second Senior Sister, Gou Sheng, Yun Lie, and Jiu You may all be found and die one by one.

"Hehe...hehe! Hahaha..."

Like a madman, Lin Feng wiped the blood off his face fiercely,

This blood belongs to his enemies as well as his own!

"I am Lin Feng! How could I fall?"

Lin Feng whispered.

He is forcibly squeezing his own potential!

Limit, limit, limit again!

He tried to stand up, but as soon as he stood up, a feeling of weakness came to his mind. It was too weak...

"Are you... okay?"

critical moment,

The Holy Maiden of Shaking Light rushed forward and hugged the weak Lin Feng into her arms.

The aroma hit his face, and the soft, boneless touch made Lin Feng fall into a brief daze...

"Why are you here?"

Lin Feng was a little surprised.

"This world is in tatters, and someone has to come forward to mend it, right?"

The Holy Lady of Shaking Light pretended to be free and easy, and smiled charmingly.

Lin Feng's face was startled, and then he seemed to think of something, pushed the Holy Lady of Light away, and said coldly:

"Why is a woman here to join in the fun? Get out!"

Regarding the situation of Fluttering Light Saint,

Of course he knows something,

When I think of the tragic look on the face of the Holy Maiden of Fluctuating Light at this moment, I naturally become more and more convinced!

Strictly speaking, he and the Fluttering Light Saint are not even friends, but after they have been in contact for a long time, it is inevitable that there will be some friendship between them.

"Aren't you tired?"

The Fluttering Light Saint looked at this man with scars all over his body but extremely determined and unyielding eyes, and his beautiful eyes gradually blurred...

In this life, she has always been very cold, she has never cried, and she does not know what tears taste like.

But seeing Lin Feng at this moment, I felt a little sour in my heart for some reason.

Lin Feng must be strong in his life!

Why do so many human cultivators always choose to forge ahead alone?

"Only tiredness can make me break my limits, and only life and death can make me transcend myself!"

"This is how we should be as cultivators. I am truly invincible! I am not afraid of anything!"

Lin Feng replied firmly,

His handsome face shone with a different kind of charm,

The Holy Lady of Fluctuating Light was a little crazy...

far away,

Seeing this scene,

Many human cultivators feel extremely uncomfortable.

An unparalleled hero, an unrivaled saint,

The two people were fighting against each other, their eyes facing each other. Under the faint glow, their long oblique shadows were reflected.

This scene seems to be frozen, engraved in people's hearts, and becomes eternity!

And this time.

A worse situation occurred.

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise!

The battlefield between Zhao Chenyang and Emperor Tianling is also over!

Emperor Tianling was in a miserable condition, his body was soaked with blood, his wounds were torn, and his bones were visible...

The same goes for Zhao Chenyang!

The two are obviously evenly matched and both suffer...

"Senior Zhao!"

Many human cultivators cried out in grief!

Zhao Chenyang shook his head, ignoring the pain on his body, and did not respond to everyone's calls!

because,

After his battle with Emperor Tianling ended,

During this period of time, those powerful gods who dared to come appeared one after another.

One after another, terrifying figures came from all directions, with great momentum and infinite power. They were really like the mansion of a god, with deadly eyes shooting out from their eyes, causing the order of the world to be completely chaotic!

"Ah!! Lin Feng, I'm going to kill you!"

Moro, who was seriously injured, roared,

He didn't know what kind of medicine he had taken, and his injuries had healed a lot. At this moment, he and the powerful gods from the God Clan surrounded him with malicious expressions on their faces!

Lin Feng, Shaking Light Saint, and Zhao Chenyang stood side by side, standing together, silently looking at the strong men in all directions...

The immortals of the major divine races, the twelve heavenly kings of alien races...

To the naked eye,

I can't even tell how many there are...

The majestic and vast aura covered everything, vaguely and hazy, as if it was surrounded on all sides, and it felt like there were enemies everywhere!

The hearts of all the cultivators of the human race trembled.

Who could have imagined that things would evolve to this point?

Like the reappearance of ancient catastrophe!

But where are those powerful human beings?

Why didn't any of them show up?

Are you afraid?

Is it really that selfish?

This moment!

The hearts of many human beings are so cold that even breathing on their own has become extremely difficult...

"No time to hesitate..."
To be continued...