Looking at Lin Feng's gradually bent body, whether it was Lingyun Ren, Yaoguang Holy Lord and others, his heart was filled with a thunder!

Visible to the naked eye,

Lin Feng is in a very bad condition now.

Perhaps it has reached the limit that the body can bear.

A big battle exhausted his energy...

Is a generation of war god exhausted?

"Senior Lin!"

"My friend Lin!"

Many human cultivators looked pale and called out with heart-wrenching words.

“Hohuhu~”

Lin Feng threw away his limbs, knelt on the ground with one knee, gasping heavily,

He looked up with difficulty and looked in the direction of the human race. He felt that his physical strength had been exhausted to the extreme. A sensation of dizziness hit him, making him want to fall asleep just like this.

But he knew he couldn't sleep at this moment!

Many powerful gods around him are eyeing him. If he falls down, not only himself will 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 died one by one...

"Ha...Hahahaha..."

Lin Feng was like a madman, wiping away the blood from his face with a fierce hand.

This blood has enemies and his own!

"I'm Lam! How could I fall down?"

Lin Feng whispered.

He is forcibly exploiting his own potential!

Extreme, extreme, and extreme!

He tried to stand up, but as soon as he got up, a sense of weakness surged into his mind. It was too powerless...

"You... are you okay?"

At critical moments,

Saint Yaoguang rushed up and hugged the weak Lin Feng into his arms.

The fragrance swelled on the face, and the soft and boneless touch made Lin Feng fall into a brief loss of consciousness...

"Why are you here?"

Lin Feng was a little surprised.

"This world is ragged, and there are always people who need to come forward to sew it, right?"

Saint Yaoguang pretended to be free and easy, and smiled sweetly.

Lin Feng's face was stunned, then he seemed to think of something, pushed away the Saint Yaoguang away and said coldly:

"What's the fun of a woman? Get out!"

Regarding the situation of the Saint Yaoguang,

He naturally knew something.

Thinking of the tragic saint Yaoguang's face at this moment, my heart naturally became more and more confident!

Strictly speaking, he and Saint Yaoguang are not even friends, but after being in contact for a long time, there will inevitably be some friendship in it.

"Aren't you tired?"

Saint Yaoguang looked at the man covered in scars but his eyes were extremely firm and unyielding, and his beautiful eyes gradually blurred...

She has been very cold in her life, never cried, and didn't know what tears smelled like.

But when Lin Feng saw this moment, he felt a little sore in his heart for some reason.

Lin Feng, who is strong all his life!

Why do so many human cultivators always choose to move forward alone?

"Only tired can I break the limit, and only life and death can make me transcend myself!"

"This is the way for us practitioners. We are invincible! We are not afraid of everything!"

Lin Feng replied firmly,

A different style flashed on his handsome face.

The Saint Yaoguang was a little crazy...

far away,

Seeing this scene,

Many human cultivators felt very uncomfortable.

A hero who is unparalleled in the world, a saint who is so glorious,

The two fought against each other, their eyes facing each other, and under the faint glow, the two of them were long slanted shadows.

This scene seemed to be frozen, engraved in the heart, becoming eternal!

And at this time.

Even more situations have occurred.

"Boom!"

A loud noise!

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

Emperor Tianling was miserable. His body was soaked in blood, his wounds were torn, and his bones could be seen deep...

Zhao Chenyang is the same!

The two obviously had a similar relationship, and both sides suffered losses...

"Senior Zhao!"

Many cultivators from the human race shouted sadly!

Zhao Chenyang shook his head, ignored the pain in his body, and did not respond to everyone's call!

because,

After his battle with the Emperor of Heaven ended,

Those powerful gods who dared to come during this period appeared one after another.

One terrifying figure after another came from all directions, with a vast momentum and infinite divine power. It was really like a god, with a deadly gaze shot out from his eyes, completely chaotic in the order of heaven and earth!

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

The seriously injured Moro roared,

He didn't know what precious medicine he took, but his injuries had healed a lot. At this moment, he and the powerful people of the gods surrounded him with resentment!

Lin Feng, the Saint of Yaoguang, Zhao Chenyang stood side by side, standing together, silently looking at the powerful people from all directions...

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

Look at it with the naked eye,

I can't tell how many...

The majestic and vast aura covered everything, faintly and hazy, like a smuggling around, feeling enemies everywhere!

The cultivators of the human race were trembling.

Who would have thought that things would turn out to this point?

Like the ancient catastrophe reappears!

But where are those powerful human races?

Why didn't they show up?

Are you scared?

Is it really so selfish?

This moment!

Many human races have reached the extreme coldness, and even breathing independently has become extremely difficult...

"There is no time to hesitate..."
To be continued...