Ling Tian whispered to himself, seeming to understand what Mu Feng meant.
In his previous life, Mu Feng was the son of the Time and Space Emperor of the Mountains of the Undead in the underworld.
To a certain extent, the Mountains of the Dead are his home.
At this moment, its vitality is about to burn out, and its soul passes through the Mountains of the Dead. .??.
But Ling Tian was not sure whether Mu Feng would get the chance to reunite with his physical body in the Undead Mountains.
"Little junior brother!"
At this time, Mu Feng's figure has become more and more illusory.
A voice came from his mouth again.
Ling Tian raised his head and looked at Mu Feng, but saw Mu Feng's palms trembling slightly.
Then three streams of light flashed out from his hand and fell into Ling Tian's hand.
Ling Tian looked down and saw three memory stones with numbers on them.
"Time is running out. Everything I want to say to you is contained in these three memory stones. When this battle is over, you can read the memory in the first memory stone."
Mu Feng said with a smile on his lips, looking down at Ling Tian.
After saying that, its figure gradually became transparent, as if it would disperse when the wind blew.
"Mufeng..."
Feng Wudao, Qin Wenge and others all looked at Mu Feng's disappearing figure with complicated expressions.
call……
After a while, Mu Feng's figure dispersed with the wind.
Completely disappeared into this void, as if it had never been here.
"Big brother! We will definitely meet again!"
Ling Tian shook the three memory stones in his hand and put them away.
His extremely sharp eyes were still looking at the position where Mu Feng was just now.
"Everyone!"
At this time, a voice sounded, waking everyone up.
The ten great sage kings of the Eastern Wasteland were standing in the void, their bodies filled with fighting spirit.
"Mufeng gave us a chance to come back! He gave Donghuang a glimmer of hope! Those of us who are alive must not live up to his kindness!"
Jian Jiutian held the ancient sword of Tianqi in his hand and spoke loudly, and the words sounded
To the sky.
The people of the Eastern Wasteland, especially those who were resurrected due to Mu Feng's ability to turn back time.
Hearing Jian Jiutian's words, all of them burst out with unprecedented fighting spirit.
They had just died once.
If we fight again, the worst result is to die again!
If that's the case, then what's there to worry about?
"war!"
"war!"
"war!"
A series of roaring sounds came from the mouths of the people in Donghuang.
With eyes flashing with murderous intent, he stared at the strong man from Rihong Island in the distance.
Not everyone is like Ling Tian, who understands Mu Feng's intention of going home.
In the eyes of most people in the Eastern Wasteland, Mu Feng is already dead.
Mu Feng, burn your life in exchange for fighting again.
In the next battle, they will shoulder Mu Feng's share of responsibility.
"What are you still hiding for? Get out of here!"
Jian Jiutian's eyes full of fighting intent immediately swept to the side and into the void.
The so-called you undoubtedly refer to the eight black-robed saints including Saint Lord Canghai.
The defeat of Donghuang just now was largely due to these eight black-robed saints.
It's not that these eight black-robed saints were very powerful, but they suddenly attacked in a sneak attack, which was unexpected by everyone in Donghuang. They seriously injured Chen Ba's seven people and killed Zifeng. Donghuang's side was instantly at a disadvantage.
The original battle situation was out of balance, which led to the instant defeat of Donghuang.
But if it's a head-on fight, Donghuang may not be invincible.
Under Jian Jiutian's shout, eight black-robed saints appeared at the same time.
They obviously also know that their existence has been known to everyone in the Eastern Wasteland.
There is no point in hiding any longer. It is impossible to make a sneak attack like just now.
success.
"I didn't expect that there are still capable people in Donghuang, but even if we do it again, what can you do?"
The eyes of the leader, the black-robed sage, seemed to be flashing with displeasure, and he uttered a cold voice.
No wonder, they had already secured the victory, and now they have to do it again. Who would feel comfortable in their hearts?
To say that I hope so, I am afraid that the only one who has been resurrected like everyone else in the Eastern Wilderness is the Holy Lord Canghai.
"Stop talking nonsense! Fight!"
Jian Jiutian gave a cold scolding, and the sword energy roared all over his body, filled with killing intent.
As soon as he finished speaking, he and the figures of the nine saint kings shot out at the same time.
Because he has the ancient sword of Tianqi in his hand, Jian Jiutian's strength far exceeds that of other lower-ranking saints.
With great ability comes great responsibility. He took the initiative to meet the Yaori Sword Saint who reached the upper Saint King realm.
Those who practice swordsmanship will move forward without fear!
As a sword master, Jian Jiutian is even more so.
Even if he is two levels behind the Yaori Sword Saint, he still fights with all his strength with the ancient sword of Tianqi.
It seems to be slightly at a disadvantage, but there are no obvious signs of defeat.
Emperor Zun and Feng Xuyang no longer helped Jian Jiutian as before. They had other people to deal with.
The nine saint monarchs met the two saint monarchs of Rihong Island and seven of the black-robed saint monarchs. Both sides were equally powerful and evenly matched, and it was difficult to tell the difference for a moment.
Only Canghai Shengjun did not participate in the battle in the Holy Realm. At this time, his stern eyes were staring at Ling Tian.
He had been killed by Ling Tian once before, so this time he naturally wanted to avenge his shame and take Ling Tian's life!
Huh! Huh! Huh...
Seeing this, the fifteen Half-Saints from Rihong Island all moved out of the way.
They want to intervene in the battle between the strong men in the Holy Realm and establish an advantage for the Rihong Island side.
"Stop those half-saints! Spare no effort and kill them as soon as possible!"
Ling Tian noticed this and did not move his eyes away from Canghai Shengjun, but shouted a murderous voice in his mouth.
"kill!"
Before Ling Tian finished speaking, Shangguan Yun Che's figure took the lead and intercepted a semi-saint.
Feng Wudao, Luo Junlin, Xia Jiuyou, Zifeng, Yu Chen, Ling Nian, and Xiao Yan followed closely behind the officer Yun Che. Each of them met one of them, using full firepower, causing extreme damage to their respective opponents.
Great pressure.
Fengtian's combat power is limited, but his defense power is terrifying and astonishing. He can drag down a semi-saint without any pressure.
Qin Wenge and Shen Zhongmou led nine proud men of the East Wasteland headed by Lu Yuan to surround and kill the four Half-Saints.
Ye Liuyun learned the lesson from the last time and directly took out the sacred weapon Solitary Buddha Scepter to fight, stopping two semi-saints with one person.
At the same time, Ling Tian stepped in front of Canghai Saint Lord.
The power of the bloodline activates immediately, releasing the dark realm.
Canghai Shengjun's expression was gloomy and his eyes flickered constantly, as if he was thinking about something.
"I won't let you have another chance to attack them!"
Ling Tian knew what Canghai Shengjun was thinking, and watched Canghai Shengjun say something coldly.
"Do you think you can stop me?"
Canghai Shengjun's thoughts were exposed by Ling Tian, but he still looked unconcerned.
From the previous battle, he already knew Ling Tian's capabilities and knew Ling Tian's true identity.
He will lose because he underestimated the Ancient Sword of Heavenly Sin in Ling Tian's hand.
As for Ling Tian's Chaos Bell, there is nothing to fear at all.
The Chaos Bell has been gathering momentum for too long, and with his cultivation at the Saint King Realm, it would be easy to dodge it.
"I think it can!"
Ling Tian's eyes flashed with cold light, and he lightly turned his palms.
A stone tablet with strange power quietly appeared in his palm.
In the stone tablet, there seems to be a sealing power permeating the space, compressing the space, and locking it on Canghai Shengjun.
"What's this?"
Canghai Shengjun felt this oppressive force, and his face couldn't help but change.