This was entirely caused by the battle. Large areas of soil were turned into ashes, and true gods fell from the sky. The blood of the gods ignited the land, shocking the gods.
No one thought that the man who was about to fall would still have such fighting power.
In the initial confrontation.
The three true gods were destroyed, and when more true gods poured in to further oppress Lingfeng, they were staggered to death by him. So far, as many as ten true gods have died tragically in his hands, which was beyond the expectations of the gods.
.
Boom!
The world shook violently, and Ling Feng was blown away. His clothes were ragged and his breath was dying, as if he had climbed up from a pile of dead people. Every part of his body was bleeding, and it was horrible to see.
But.
But he still persisted and fought his way into the gods.
However.
Just when the gods thought that Ling Feng was about to be captured, he exploded again and killed five true gods in a row before falling to the ground, covered in bright red blood.
"Capture him alive, he is dying!"
The old man at Benyu Auction House said that if it weren't for the benefits that moved people's hearts, he wouldn't have the heart to do anything to this person.
He is defending the dignity of warriors.
"I'm okay!"
Ling Feng got up, his face was gray, his face was ferocious, but he was very bloody, he walked into the room of the gods with staggering steps, and started fighting for the sixth time. The force was so terrifying that he actually made the four true gods fall to the ground.
then.
He tried his best to inflict heavy damage and killed the fifth true god.
So far.
As many as twenty true gods have died in his hands. Some sect forces have been basically wiped out. Even the Benyu Auction House has lost more than half. No force is intact.
"Is this guy an invincible Xiaoqiang?" the white-haired old man said with horror.
"It should be due to a different physical constitution."
The bald old man also became solemn: "He is consuming his vitality and wants to drain us."
"He thinks so beautifully!"
The white-haired old man sneered: "I can't hold on anymore, let's add more fire!"
Finished.
He said to the gods: "His life force is about to be exhausted. Our gods will immediately move forward and capture him alive."
A moment.
The eyes of the gods who were still wary immediately shone. Capturing Lingfeng alive was their goal. Whoever captured Lingfeng first would gain the most. Moreover, they had paid so much, and if other forces took advantage, they would be pissed to death.
then.
After the white-haired old man finished speaking, many gods and forces swooped out, rushing in front of the white-haired old man's sect gods to get in front of Ling Feng and capture him alive.
"Anyone who stands in my way will die!"
Ling Feng was full of murderous intent, completely unafraid, and fought freely. A dagger appeared in his palm, igniting the power of the immortal, causing an immortal to fly up into the sky, and let an invisible sharp blade cut through the sky.
"Ah, no!"
"Ah, how could this be the power of a true god to severely injure him?"
…
People were frightened and strode back, but they still couldn't stop Ling Feng Ruxue's fighting spirit. When the immortal sword fell down, the three true gods were destroyed on the spot, and then the sky-cutting dagger flew out, breaking through the space and coming from other directions.
Fly out and hit a true god.
but.
Ling Feng did not stop there, he moved forward quickly, using the Eighteen Palms of the Buddha and the Divine Seal Heavenly Wheel to continuously attack, confronting the true gods one after another, shocking the world, and under the numerous bloody killings, the true gods fell even faster.
quick.
Twenty-five true gods.
Thirty true gods.
Thirty-five true gods...
He was like a roly-poly whose toughness made people's hearts tremble. He was knocked over time and time again, but he got up again and again. His vitality was so tenacious, but the broken flesh and blood spurting out indicated that he was seriously injured.
Dong Yuyan and Yan Twelve's eyes were bloodshot. They felt it carefully, but they didn't know how serious Ling Feng's injuries were and whether they could survive to the end.
In fact.
They also stepped forward to fight fiercely, but were directly knocked away by the angry gods. If they had not been completely stimulated by Ling Feng, Dong Yuyan and Yan Twelve would have been killed in minutes with the strength of Dong Yuyan.
"Why hasn't that divine bird appeared yet?" Yan Twelve said angrily.
"You can't really run away without loyalty, right?" Dong Yuyan said.
"Is this the divine bird like this?"
The voice of the God Bird sounded in their soul sea, and it seemed very lazy. It seemed that they didn't care about the battle, more like they were indifferent to Ling Feng's life and death. This made Dong Yuyan and Yan Twelve angry.
"Then you just watched him vomit blood and kill like crazy?"
"Then you cruelly abandon him?"
Dong Yuyan and Yan Twelve were questioning, feeling that the proud bird was so unkind, Ling Feng could hardly hold on anymore, and it didn't care at all.
"I have something important to do!"
Tsundere Bird said calmly: "Besides, this battle is about to end!"
"What?"
Dong Yuyan and Yan Twelve were shocked. This meant that Ling Feng couldn't hold on anymore. Their imagination was still limited, and they didn't know the life and death relationship between Ling Feng and Tsundere Bird. Otherwise, they wouldn't be so worried.
It is for the mercy of the gods.
Bang!
finally.
The whole battle came to an end, and Ling Feng fell to the ground, covered in blood, with scars on his face, his breath completely annihilated, and his vitality dissipated.
"You deserve to die!"
Yan Twelve, Dong Yuyan came quickly and threw themselves in front of Ling Feng. Dong Yuyan, a simple woman, couldn't help crying. She was truly moved by this young man who rose up and persisted. He may not be perfect or good enough, but that
The strength is worthy of praise.
They are heartbroken!
However, the gods were even more heartbroken. In order to capture this man alive, they sacrificed thirty-eight true gods and fifty-one true gods. So far, only thirteen true gods are left. Although most of these thirteen true gods are seventh-level peak true gods.
, but the price is too high.
What makes them even more depressed and miserable is that the person's vitality has dissipated, and it is very likely that he will die, and it is impossible for them to extract anything valuable.
"Damn, bad luck!"
The white-haired old man said depressedly.
"The gain outweighs the loss!" The bald old man also frowned.
"Searching for souls, maybe his soul hasn't collapsed yet." The old man from Benyu Auction House flew over. They didn't want to lose the opportunity just like that.
"Open its space artifact and see if there is any treasure in it!"
The other gods were also moved and wanted to find him.
"You are going too far!"
Dong Yuyan and Yan Twelve stood up, furious. Yan Twelve offered up the talisman, while Dong Yuyan's eyebrows shone, as if a terrifying power was about to appear.
However.
Just as they were about to take action, a bird flew over and landed among them.
"You still know how to come?"
"You just showed up now, but he can't come back!"
Yan Twelve and Dong Yuyan were so angry that they really wanted to tear the bird alive.
"Believe it or not, I can let him live with just one word?"
"Don't believe it."
"Then I'll prove it to you."
The God Bird was quite calm, glanced at Ling Feng, and said: "The magic-sealing gate has been arranged!"
"Okay!"
Ling Feng, whose fire of life had been extinguished, jumped up strangely and grinned. Dong Yuyan was so frightened that he screamed, and the magic talisman in Yan Twelve's hand almost fell off. It was really like seeing a ghost.
In fact.
The gods were even more shocked and horrified, what the hell is going on?
Isn't Ling Feng already dead?
This scene was completely beyond their expectations. A dead person actually came back to life. Is this a sign of contempt for their consciousness?
"You...what happened to you?"
Dong Yuyan was so frightened that her beauty turned pale, and her pear blossoms were covered with rain. I felt pity for him when I saw him.
"Wait for the explanation."
Ling Feng waved his hand, strode forward, walked in front of the gods, and said, "The battle can be resolved now."
"You're not dead?"
"Not dead."
"Are you not seriously injured?" The bald old man's eyes were sharp, and he immediately noticed something was wrong, that is, Ling Feng was walking as fast as flying, and it didn't look like he had been seriously injured at all.
"When did I say I was traumatized?"
Ling Feng casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said: "I have always been healthy. I just vomited a few mouthfuls of blood and it will not affect the true god."
"..."
The gods' scalps were numb, and they finally realized the seriousness of the problem. They had been pretending to be emotional before, and there was no serious damage at all. The purpose was to force them to relax their vigilance and not fight with all their strength. When they were almost dead or injured,
This person shows his strongest condition.
He wants to counterattack!
"Damn it, you damn liar!" The white-haired old man jumped to his feet angrily, as if he wanted to fight Ling Feng desperately.
But.
When he finished speaking, he turned around and ran away. Ling Feng was so terrifying when suppressing the "heavy injury". How terrifying would it be when he truly showed his peak power?
certainly.
He didn't want to see this kind of power.
But the problem is.
He had only rushed out twenty miles, when he was forced back by a terrifying force. Tens of thousands of powerful lights rushed out within a radius of fifty miles. They were extremely ferocious, suppressing the gods and making them all change their colors. Now they finally know what "sealing" means.
"Magic Door".
This man is going to kill them completely.
"Lingfeng, it was all a misunderstanding before. We didn't mean any harm." The gods were trembling.
"That Elder Wang also said this before, but it has been buried in the ground now." Ling Feng sneered: "Besides, I remember clearly that you have been clamoring to capture me alive."
"..."
"We can't talk anymore, then try our best to kill him!"
The old man at Benyu Auction House shouted, if they are still scattered at this juncture, they will really be buried here.
"I'm fine."
"If we work together, how many people can he guard against?"
"Whenever someone breaks through, notify other sect figures immediately!"
The gods roared angrily. Their spirit stones were actually cut off here and they could not channel spirits into the sect. This made them even more afraid of the Feng Xia Sect. The only way to break out of the encirclement was to kill this person.
The next moment.
Thirteen true gods came forward and surrounded Ling Feng, among them were eight level seven true gods and six peak level six true gods. Such power had changed the color of Dong Yuyan and Yan Twelve.
"It's over!"
The Divine Bird flew over, stopped a level six true god, and said in a conspiratorial tone: "This Divine Bird has not fought hard for many years."
"The trend is established, don't delay!"
Ling Feng pressed forward, the corner of his mouth raised slightly, and the murderous intention in his heart surged. Since the beginning of the battle, it has been a life-or-death situation. On this path, he doesn't mind taking on the many forces of Hengtian Star alone!