The Rakshasa Palace army left, and the Rakshasa Palace masters standing on the teleportation altar had already begun to use their skills and flew away.
They had witnessed Lin Fei's terrifying fighting prowess, how could they dare to stay here and wait for death.
You must know that the Lord of the Immortal Tomb Realm is a master who can confront the God of Xiaoyue head-on.
Lin Fei did not pursue him.
These armies are just one of the eighteen troops of the Rakshasa Palace.
The real strength of Rakshasa Palace is far from this.
Lin Fei understood that unless he and the Immortal Tomb Realm could become stronger quickly, they would not be a match for the Rakshasa Palace.
"The army of Rakshasa Palace has retreated!"
"God General Xiao Yue personally admitted that Lin Fei, the Lord of the Immortal Tomb Realm, is qualified to be his opponent, and he is an opponent of the same level!"
"I can't believe that this Lin Fei can actually fight to such an extent with General Xiaoyue Shen!"
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Looking at the retreating Divine General Xiao Yue, the surrounding creatures in the nearby starry sky were all extremely shocked.
Rakshasa Palace is a behemoth in the starry sky, with terrifying strength.
As for the Xianling Realm, it can barely be regarded as an interface of medium strength.
And now, the Immortal Tomb Realm has once again repelled the Rakshasa Palace army.
This is destined to be a big event that will shock the entire starry sky!
At this time, all the teleportation altars were finally returned to the hands of the people in the Xianling Realm.
Zhen Cang Lao Dao personally commanded the troops and tidied up the battlefield.
In this battle, although the Rakshasa Palace army retreated, there were indeed many casualties in the Immortal Tomb Realm, some of them heavy.
In the previous bloody battles between the two sides, many people from the Xianling Realm were killed.
The broken corpses were floating in the starry sky.
All the broken limbs belonging to the creatures in the Xianling Realm have been collected and will be brought back to the Xianling Realm and buried in the soil of the Xianling Continent.
These dead warriors sacrificed their lives for the safety of the interface.
Naturally, they cannot be allowed to wander helplessly in the starry sky after they die.
Returning to the interface, returning fallen leaves to their roots, is their best destination.
During the process of cleaning the battlefield, the atmosphere was a little heavy.
Many creatures in the Immortal Tomb Realm are searching for the bodies of their relatives, masters, friends, and lovers on the battlefield.
There were many more creatures who prostrated themselves in the starry sky and cried loudly.
"Master, the Rakshasa Palace army has retreated. Our Immortal Tomb Realm is safe. You can go with peace of mind!"
A young boy with an immature face hugged the bloody half of an old man's body, kneeling in the starry sky with tears streaming down his face.
"Senior brother, in the battle just now, you blocked the fatal blow for me, but you are gone forever.
How can I live with peace of mind in the future..."
A big man with a heavy back and a huge mountain-climbing sword stuck in his back, knelt down on one knee and muttered to himself to a position in the starry sky. That position was the place where his senior brother died.
It was a pity that his senior brother had long been blasted into a ball of blood mist, with no bones left.
"Xiao Lang, I originally wanted to wait until after this battle to tell you the good news. I am pregnant with your flesh and blood. Unexpectedly, this battle took your life.
But, Xiao Lang, you can go without worry, I will take your bones back to the interface, find a remote place, and concentrate on raising our flesh and blood!"
A woman in a pink dress stood pretty in the starry sky. She seemed to be weak and unable to cry. She was supporting a man with a handsome face. Unfortunately, there was a huge blood hole on the man's chest and he had died long ago.
This is the cruelty of war.
Regardless of whether you win or lose, in every war, countless lives must fall and lose their lives on the battlefield.
Lin Fei stood quietly in the distance, looking at the miserable creatures in the Immortal Tomb Realm, and felt a little touched in his heart.
In this battle, a lot of creatures were killed in the Xianling Realm, including some powerful masters.
Ten ancestors of the Kunyu clan were killed.
The men and horses of the Kunyu clan were flying around in the starry sky, commemorating the dead ancestors.
"Rakshasa Palace, Lord of Rakshasa...
I will avenge this sooner or later!"
Lin Fei clenched his fists lightly, a sharp look flashed in his eyes.
At this moment, a fragrant wind blew towards him, and a beautiful figure stumbled across the starry sky. In the blink of an eye, it was already in front of Lin Fei.
It's Qingluo.
"Lin Fei, that's great!
You came back alive...
I, I am not dreaming now!"
Qing Luo's beautiful face was full of tears, and the crystal tears kept falling. She stared at Lin Fei with her beautiful eyes and murmured to herself, as if she couldn't believe what was happening in front of her. There were hopes, surprises, and even more.
There is fear, fear that this is a dream.
Just now, Lin Fei came back, and as soon as he appeared, he continued to deal with the army of Rakshasa Palace, recaptured the teleportation altar, killed the masters of Rakshasa Palace, and then fought against the general Xiao Yue.
Qing Luo had no chance at all and stepped forward to meet Lin Fei.
But he could only stare at Lin Fei from afar.
Now that the war is over, Qingluo finally has the opportunity to come over and meet Lin Fei.
"Lin Fei...is it really you?!"
Qingluo couldn't bear it anymore and cried loudly.
She and the Evil Shadow King entered the chaotic void many times to look for Lin Fei, but could not find him. Deep in her heart, there was even a hint of despair.
Now that I see Lin Fei safe and sound, standing in front of me alive and well, how can I not be excited?
"Lin Fei!"
A large number of masters from the Immortal Tomb Realm surrounded Lin Fei. Some were crying, some were laughing, and they were all a mixture of sadness and joy.
"Haha, brother Lin Fei, I have known for a long time that you are a lucky person and will be fine. No, you are back alive and kicking!"
All the Eight Stone Saints laughed loudly.
The little wild beast, the Tianyi Divine Silkworm, had already rushed to Lin Fei's body, rolling up and down, treating Lin Fei's body as a playground.
Zhen Cang Laodao, Tian Chanzi, the soldiers and others were all extremely pleased.
"Just come back alive...just come back alive!"
The old man said repeatedly with a trembling voice.
You must know that Lin Fei's significance to the Xianling world is very important.
If something really happened to Lin Fei, the development of the Xianlingling Realm might stop here.
"If Master Lin comes back alive, we in the Immortal Tomb Realm will be able to make headway!"
In the distance, those lower-level people from the Xianling Realm were also staring at Lin Fei with eager eyes.
Lin Fei looked at the familiar and sincere faces in front of him, his eyes were hot, and there were tears in his eyes.
There are so many people who are worried, sad and happy about his life and death. Even their words are trembling, fearing that it is just a big dream. How can he not be moved?
At this moment, Lin Fei also felt that the responsibility on his shoulders seemed to have never been so important.
"It seems that I must become stronger!
Only by being stronger can we protect the Immortal Tomb Realm and protect these people who care about me."
Lin Fei thought secretly in his heart, and inadvertently clenched his fists slightly.
"Lin Fei, Rong'er, Wan'er, and many others are also very concerned about your safety within the interface..."
Qing Luo snuggled tightly into Lin Fei's arms and said softly.