“Buzz…”

Under the squeezing of the Heavenly Spirit Emperor's surging energy, the tower body of the Heavenly Demon Tower began to shake violently.

"Swish swish swish swish..."

Widths of black light flew out from it,

Finally, a little boy turned into a figure.

This is the will of Xiaota!

The little boy is in a transparent state, like an illusory figure projected by heaven and earth.

He was wearing a black robe and a small braid, with a tender and pale face. He was floating in the air at this moment, as if he was being grabbed by an invisible big hand and could not move!

"Hahaha! Go and die..."

Emperor Tianling's laughter became even more crazy.

He was talking about some terrible magic. One black runes after another spit out from his mouth, floated towards the little boy, and finally melted into the illusory body of the little tower, like a maggot on the tars, eroding the original will of the little tower bit by bit...

"Well..."

Xiaota closed his eyes, his calves kept kicking, as if he was being strangled to his neck, his expression was painful and purple, and his mouth made a uncomfortable whimper!

His weak body is illusory at a speed visible to the naked eye!

This is a sign of death of the spirit of the weapon, a scene that dissipated before the heaven and earth...

"No..."

Lin Feng's eyes were scarlet and his hair was exploding.

He was like a prehistoric beast, launching a desperate attack on many powerful people who blocked him!

Memories of the past,

Xiaota's words and smiles in the past were violently impacting his nerves, making it difficult for him to calm down!

This is a small tower!

He was his only comrade-in-arms whom Lin Feng had recognized since he went down the mountain. He could hardly imagine what kind of scene would it be if Xiaota's will be erased?

That kind of pain was like thousands of swords inserted into his heart!

"It seems that you really care about this weapon spirit. The more you care, the more we need to erase him!"

"Hehe... Seeing you in pain, I feel inexplicably comfortable. It's so cool! Aren't you crazy? Can't you be unparalleled and arrogant?"

"It's ridiculous that a cultivator actually develops friendship with a tool!"

Many powerful gods sneered repeatedly.

While stopping Crazy Lin Feng, they also suffered a little severe blow in their bodies, but they didn't care at all and were a little excited!

Because they felt the collapse of Lin Feng's emotions and the disorder of Lin Feng's breath!

A person takes one breath!

If Lin Feng’s heart was in chaos, he would not be far from death!

"Lin...Lin Feng, no... don't worry about me!"

Xiaota suddenly made a sound.

He opened his eyes and looked at Lin Feng weakly, making a blurry sound from his mouth.

"Little Tower!"

Lin Feng's handsome face was stained with blood, his voice was hoarse and in great pain.

"I...I am just a spirit of artifacts. There is no difference between existence and non-existence...ahem..."

"Lin...Lin Feng, you are the only one who has passed the master's trial, I...I believe you can solve this crisis..."

Xiaota's words became weaker and weaker.

Arrive at the back!

Can't speak anymore,

He finally looked at Lin Feng deeply, as if he wanted to remember Lin Feng's appearance in the deepest part of his heart, and then slowly closed his eyes.

"Little Tower, no..."

Lin Feng attacked desperately and moved forward little by little!

“Wow ~”

A large amount of blood was sprayed between the sky, and he turned into a bloody man, and wanted to go forward, kill the Emperor of Heaven and Spirit and save the small tower!

But a distance of only a few thousand meters can be reached in just one thought, but now it is so far away!

He tried his best and paid an extremely heavy price to advance hundreds of meters...

"ah!!!"

Lin Feng breathed heavily, and she burst into tears,

This is too powerless!

Too painful!

His closest comrade-in-arms was about to die, but he could only watch.

He really tried his best!

He had just entered the Tribulation Realm and was trapped in such a tragic battlefield. He was besieged by so many four types of strong men. Such a record was enough to shock the past and present!

But...it's still not enough!

"So what if I have a strong talent? I don't have enough time to grow up. I fight desperately, and blood stains all directions, but I can only watch you die!"

Lin Feng's heart is bleeding.

Such a tragic scene also shocked many human cultivators on the field!

Even Huo Miaomiao, Moli and others were slightly infected.

Have feelings and righteousness, and have strength...

How could there be such a man in this world?

Why is he a human race?

"Swish~"

And just then,

Suddenly, a cultivator rushed out and attacked the Tianling Emperor, trying to stop the Tianling Emperor from refining the small tower!

"A Mahayana practitioner?"

"The mantis arm is a chariot, overestimating one's own abilities!"

Moro was stunned for a moment, then laughed strangely, and then he slapped the human cultivator who rushed out to pieces!

But the next moment!

More than a dozen human cultivators rushed out of the human camp and rushed towards Emperor Tianling with expressionless faces.

These cultivators have different strengths.

There is the realm of passing the tribulation, the realm of Mahayana, the combination, and even the realm of transforming the gods!

"Are you so unafraid of death? Since that's the case, I'll send you to the road in advance!"

Moro stood beside Emperor Tianling and turned into a killing god, killing all the human cultivators who came to stop him on the spot!

soon!

A large amount of blood dyed the ground red, and finally gathered into a river, making a gurgling sound!

But even so,

There were still many human cultivators rushing out with great fear.

They look different,

Some are determined, some are tragic, or some are indifferent...

This scene shocked many creatures of the gods.

What's going on?

Why do these human cultivators still have to go forward to die even though they know they are defeated?

"Stop it all!"

Situ Kun couldn't stand it anymore and came forward to stop the tribe from going to die...

But the Mahayana practitioner who was caught by him resolutely pushed Situ Kun away and rushed forward.

"Senior Lin has already paid enough for us. We must not let him both bleeding and cry!"
To be continued...