When Ye Yourong saw this, he immediately took control of Feng Lin's body.
Spotting the approaching Fen Haijiao, she quickly stepped aside.
However, Ye Yourong's energy at this moment has not recovered.
The battle just now could be said to be that Feng Lin and Ye Yourong were fighting together.
Facing Fen Haijiao, as long as Feng Lin comes close, his body will be burned, and Ye Yourong needs to use his energy to resist.
Otherwise, the pressure to close the forest will be even greater.
"Yourong, please take a rest first. My energy has recovered a lot."
Feng Lin took over his seriously injured body.
"Stop fighting! If you continue like this, you will die!"
Ye Yourong's voice already sounded like crying.
She really didn't understand why she didn't show up to help even though she had already chosen Feng Lin's artifact.
Does it want to die?
Although the artifact has its own spiritual intelligence, it cannot display it, that is, it has no ability to act independently.
After all, artifacts are the product of the death of the artifact clan.
However, after they become artifacts, they can still do one thing.
That is self-destruction.
As long as it is integrated into the host's body, the artifact will disappear when the host dies.
Feng Lin took over the body again. He felt that he was careless this time.
Because this time, he did not reach the peak of the seventh level of Dacheng. He is actually still a little bit behind the peak of the seventh level.
At this moment, it felt like my body was on fire and it was already severely overloaded.
If it weren't for the seven fatal needles hanging on him, he would have passed out.
He quickly avoided Fen Haijiao's attack and flew into the sky.
Fen Haijiao came down from this area just now. He wanted to study the formation and prepare to escape.
This time he completely exceeded the limit. If Lang Tu was alone, he would still dare to fight.
But facing Fen Haijiao is still too difficult.
This huge gap is really irreparable.
"Want to run!"
Fen Haijiao had already seen through Feng Lin's intention and quickly caught up with him.
He could feel that Feng Lin had reached his limit and could die here at any time if he was allowed to escape at this time.
Then it would be a failure.
Lang Tu clasped his hands behind his back and looked up at the two people above.
He finally understood why the Sun Clan killed Feng Lin.
There is obviously an ongoing conflict between the two sides, but this Feng Lin is too terrifying.
The seventh level of Dacheng has reached this level. Let alone entering the sublimation realm, even if it reaches the ninth level, it is enough for the Sun Clan to drink a pot.
That's why they want to nip it in the cradle.
…
Jincheng has found the ruins and returned to the Apocalypse Temple.
He edited this incident into a text message and sent it to the two contacts given by Feng Lin.
Jincheng did not want Feng Lin to die, so he used a slightly exaggerated approach, that is, burning wood, burning Haijiao and others would very likely enter the ruins and kill Feng Lin together.
After sending the message, Jincheng deleted all text messages on his mobile phone, as well as these two contact information.
He sat on the stone here in a daze. Next, it was up to Feng Lin to see what happened.
…
Not just Jincheng.
Lan He kept trying to make phone calls after the incident ended briefly.
Finally, a call was answered first, and it was Ji Guangling's call.
"Mr. Lan, what's wrong? I just took out my mobile phone and your call came."
Ji Guangling asked over there with a smile.
"What are you doing? Just connected now?" Lan He asked.
"With our formation masters, we closed three formations in a row. These ruins are very powerful and the signal cannot be transmitted inside. I simply put my mobile phone into the space ring."
Ji Guangling explained over there.
"Something happened, Feng Lin is in danger of death."
Lan He quickly told what happened.
When Ji Guangling heard this, he didn't answer for a long time.
At this moment, he suddenly said in surprise: "Someone sent a text message to my mobile phone, it was about Feng Lin."
"What?"
Lan He asked immediately.
"The person who sent the message told me that at the ruins where Feng Lin is at this moment, he also said that in addition to the ascended masters of the Fire Wolf tribe, Fenmu Fenhaijiao might go to help and kill Feng Lin together."
Ji Guangling said over there.
"If we know the address of this ruins, it will indeed save us a lot of trouble, but the news may be a trap."
Lan He said here, "One of us must stay in China. You are still young, so let me go this time."
"Mr. Lan, I have fought against Fenmu before. I know how to fight him. You'd better let me go."
Ji Guangling smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely bring Feng Lin back."
Lan He struggled for a moment and finally nodded, "Send me the text message first."
"good."
Ji Guangling agreed, "I'll rush over now. I hope this kid can hold on."
After Lan He received this text message, he sent it to Feng Chen and Hou Tianxue.
His phone calls just now were all to Feng Chen.
But at this moment, Fengchen should be still in a foreign land, and has never been able to get through.
He was also very anxious inside and could only keep giving hints to himself that nothing would happen to Feng Lin.
"Senior, aren't you going?"
Jing Shuangshuang also heard the voice on the phone and asked anxiously.
"No, this is the rule. No matter what happens, one of Ji Guangling and I must stay."
Lan He looked at Jing Shuangshuang and explained plainly.
…
Time passes minute by minute.
Feng Lin still hadn't found a way to break the formation, not to mention that he had been under attack and couldn't spare any time.
The shadow of death hung over Feng Lin's head.
Feng Lin had reached his limit. The clone of Tiangang Bu, which he stepped on a few times just now, had not been summoned.
Proof that it has not been restored.
As for Ye Yourong, Qi Jin didn't have much left.
This is the real limit.
Feng Lin looked at Fen Haijiao, who was attacking again, and his face was as pale as paper.
"Feng Lin, let me control you!"
Ye Yourong said hurriedly.
"No! Yourong, remember, you can only take over my body if I pass out."
Feng Lin gasped violently, and with every breath, blood flowed out from his nostrils and mouth.
Boom!
The terrifying air wave blew Feng Lin away again.
His body hit the low mountain in the distance, and the low mountain was torn apart.
At this moment, Feng Lin was paralyzed on the ground, feeling that his body was no longer his.
"Move it! Move it!"
Feng Lin roared, forcefully mobilizing the muscles of his body and getting up from the ground little by little.
"Feng Lin, after all, you are only the seventh level of Dacheng, but... you are really hard to kill!"
Fen Haijiao was currently floating in the sky above Feng Lin, looking down at Feng Lin who was lying on the ground, unable to get up, and sighed softly, "Okay, you can go down, Sunset!"
boom!
A huge fireball is like the sun, falling downwards.
In the area where Feng Lin was located, the ground collapsed several meters.
"Feng Lin..."
"No, no need... move! Move!"
Feng Lin gasped for air, looked at the huge fireball above his head, and roared, "Move!"
