Perhaps the only person in the Prison-Suppressing Immortal Sect who made Lin Feng feel quite good was Nalan Xueling, who was Meng Bingling's cousin.

Simple, kind and cute.

Lin Feng hesitated for a while, then looked at Luna and said, "Wait for me here, I'll be back soon!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly moved towards Nalan Xueling.

Lin Feng had a grudge against the Prison Suppressing Immortal Sect, but Lin Feng did not want to involve Nalan Xueling, a simple girl, into it.

"Boy, you are looking for death...".

Some terrifying creatures of the boundless ghost sand looked coldly at Lin Feng who was flying towards him, and then flew towards Lin Feng.

cut!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh.

Four stone swords flew out.

The light of the sword illuminates the heaven and earth.

Clang clang clang clang!

A series of violent collision sounds suddenly came out.

The creatures in the boundless ghost sand were blown away, and Lin Feng rushed into the surrounded group of Prison Suppressing Immortal Sect monks.

Today, there are only a few dozen monks left in the Suppressing Prison Immortal Sect.

Everyone suffered varying degrees of injuries.

It won't be long before he is probably executed.

"Mr. Ji... no, it's Mr. Lin... are you here to save me?".

Meng Bingling was very happy to see Lin Feng come in.

She knew how powerful Lin Feng's cultivation was. Now that Lin Feng took action, he would definitely be able to save her. As for the rest of the tribe.

Meng Bingling has no control over their life or death.

"Leave far away……".

Lin Feng looked at Meng Bingling with an indifferent expression. With a wave of his sleeves, a powerful force directly knocked Meng Bingling away.

Lin Feng didn't bother to pay attention to this bitch woman.

He flew to Nalan Xueling's side, then grabbed one of Nalan Xueling's hands and said, "Follow me!"

"Save the other people, please, Brother Ji!" Nalan Xueling looked at Lin Feng with pleading eyes.
Chapter completed!