On the top of Feisheng Peak, a storm soared into the sky, exploding in an instant, forming ripples like smoke. Even if they were far apart, people could feel it, just because the power had surpassed the limit of Martial Saint and reached the level of Martial Lord.
level.
"It's terrible!"
"Who is fighting? Could it be that the young masters of the five major forces and Ru Nirvana and others have already reached the top of Feisheng Peak?"
People were uneasy. That storm was so terrifying. If a ninth-level martial saint walked in, they would be instantly annihilated. Not even blood residue would be left. I'm afraid that only a fierce battle between the strongest kings of the two camps can create
There was such a storm.
"No, that's the top of Feisheng Peak. It's the place where warriors fiercely fought against the Martial God and left his mark when he was young."
"That's a battle stage where ancient and modern showdowns take place!"
Someone exclaimed, breaking people's illusions. The young masters of the five major forces have died in the battle, and now someone in Nirvana is fighting against the former brand of the God of War. Only the latter can create such a storm.
"I hope Young Master, my uncle and the others can defeat it!" Yin, Qin Ao, and Lin Yong all felt that something was wrong, and the ripples deeply shocked them.
Ordinary ninth-level Martial Saints, even those at the highest level of Martial Saints, may not be able to withstand it. From this, we can see how terrifying the former Martial God's brand was. They were real ancient warriors. With Ye Xinran, Ling Feng's strength is probably very dangerous.
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The whole world was silent, and people looked up and waited calmly.
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At the top of Feisheng Peak, ripples suddenly flew outward, stirring up the haze and sending out shocking fluctuations. However, when about three quarters of an hour passed, the ripples and haze gradually calmed down.
Come down.
The runes flew away and fell back to the ground. The dust in the sky fell, and then, a messy scene appeared in Ye Xinran's eyes.
A young man was lying on his back, covered in blood, with all his limbs broken. His chest, abdomen and back were all dented. His handsome face was completely covered with blood, his nose was collapsed, his chin fell off, and his teeth were broken.
A few.
Streams of blood flowed under his body, forming an extremely eerie scene.
"Ling Feng!" Ye Xinran's eyes were red, and he rushed over with a quick step. He quickly took out a few pills and fed them into Ling Feng's mouth. His whole body trembled. This time, Ling Feng's injuries were too severe.
It was so heavy that his whole body seemed to be disabled. At least, Ye Xinran couldn't feel the slightest bit of combat power in him.
"Still alive..."
The elixir melted in the mouth, and Ling Feng's cooled blood began to ripple slightly, and his dead face also showed a sickly paleness. This made Ye Xinran extremely happy. At least, Ling Feng
The wind has not completely died.
"Get off the mountain!"
Ye Xinran picked up Lingfeng, letting the latter's bloody head rest gently on his shoulders, and then dragged the proud bird over. Just when she was about to step off the top of Feisheng Peak, the whirlpool suddenly
It flickered, and then, a piece of paper as thin as cicada's wings flew into her hand.
"In the battle at Feisheng Peak, even if the ancient Martial God is branded, the reward is the Ancient Martial Dragon Lock!" A light voice penetrated into Ye Xinran's ears, making her look happy. Obviously, this was Ling Feng's all-out effort.
Obtained after fighting with all your strength.
In the final storm, Lingfeng hugged the ancient warrior and used the power of the magic stone to suppress the latter, letting the ripples wipe out the latter's vitality bit by bit. For this, he also paid an extremely heavy price.
I'm afraid it will be ruined from now on.
This was obviously not what Ye Xinran wanted to see. The ancient warrior died, and Ling Feng's talent was completely buried in that storm.
Is it worth it?
Her delicate hands were as cold as her lips. Then, she gritted her teeth, hugged Ling Feng and walked off the top of Feisheng Peak.
"Xiao Xiao..."
When Ye Xinran returned, the twelve golden rocs, led by the purple golden roc, emitted a loud cry, which shook the world and made Yin, Qin Ao, and Lin Yong on the first battlefield hear it clearly.
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"Win!"
"Big victory!"
Their hands were trembling with excitement, which meant that Ni Shen had obtained another treasure related to ancient martial arts. For them, the benefits were self-evident.
However, when they saw Ling Feng bleeding, Ye Xinran covered with injuries, and the proud bird passed out, they realized the seriousness of the problem. Let alone the proud bird, it was only seriously injured, but Ling Feng
It’s different.
His flesh, flesh, and bones were all broken into pieces. He was held in Ye Xinran's arms like a delicate porcelain doll that broke into pieces at the touch of a touch.
"He fought against the ancient warrior all by himself and was severely injured!" Ye Xinran's eyes were cold and stern. It could be said that if it weren't for Ling Feng, they would all have died at the hands of the ancient warrior. The latter was too domineering and invincible.
"Young Master!" Yin, Qin Ao, and Lin Yong all gathered around and stood solemnly. They naturally knew what Ye Xinran meant by saying this, which meant that the Nishis all owed their lives to Young Master Ling Feng.
Without him arriving in time, without him fighting to the death against the ancient warrior, there would be no Anti-Gods.
"Go back and let the rebel master heal you!" Ye Xinran walked down Fei Sheng Peak without looking back. Ling Feng was still bleeding and couldn't hold back even half a step of Holy Pill. If there was still delay, Ling Feng would die.
of.
After several months of bloody battles, Ling Feng was more than just a young master, he was truly recognized, and every one of the anti-gods loved and respected him from the bottom of his heart.
They would not just watch Ling Feng die so tragically.
"Ling Feng!"
Liu Shushu and Yunxi clenched their fists, their eyes turned red. They did not expect that the moment they saw the latter, they might be farewell forever. This was obviously not something they could bear.
The next moment, the haze trembled, and Ye Xinran was the first to rush down the Feisheng Peak with Ling Feng in his arms...
"It's like a group of people in Nirvana!"
"They are all back, the Ice Saint, the Golden Roc, and the two-eyed bird. However, Ling seemed to have been seriously injured that day..."
The whole place was in an uproar, and everyone was staring at Ye Xinran. Her appearance completely confirmed people's suspicions. Although the injury was serious, the power that shocked the world still hit their hearts like a rock.
There is no doubt that the young masters of the five major forces will stay on Feisheng Peak forever.
"This injury was not caused by the young masters of the five major forces, but the heavy injuries they suffered during the decisive battle at Feisheng Peak." Suddenly, people gasped, and their jaws almost dropped.
The Anti-Gods, who could kill even the five major forces, were defeated in the battle of Fei Sheng Peak. Tian Ling was seriously injured and was dying. He was an alchemy master, but he could not restrain his injuries, which became terrifying.
"However, they won in the end!" someone said excitedly.
This also means that the Anti-Gods have talents comparable to those of the ancient Martial Gods in their youth. This person may be an Ice Saint, a Tian Ling, or even a Twin-Eyed Divine Sparrow.
"Howl!"
Jin Peng roared loudly, leading Ye Xinran and Tian Ling away quickly. They couldn't afford to waste even a minute.
Afterwards, Liu Shushu, Yun Xi, Yin, Qin Ao and the Nishen group also stepped onto the Golden Roc, leaving streaks of brilliant golden light in the sky before disappearing...
"He's seriously injured!"
Han Ruyue looked at this scene from a distance and squinted her eyes. If she was guessing before, she was sure at this moment.
A young man!
To make the entire force move for him, only a young master who has reached the pinnacle can do it. It is not Liu Shushu who is related to that terrible force, but that person.
The Battle of Feisheng Peak is over. There are two major camps competing for each other. People's interest has also dropped to a freezing point. And because too many people have voluntarily surrendered, it is impossible to get on the first stage again, although they just missed the reward of Feisheng Peak.
, but everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
"The Wilderness Secret Realm is coming to an end, and we have to prepare to leave."
"It's a pity that none of the five major forces can get out."
People talked a lot, and then walked outside the ancient Tibet. Although it was like "looting" the elixir of Nirvana, they still gained a lot this time.
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On top of the ghost axe, the aura is overwhelming.
The old men with white eyebrows and beards were looking solemnly at the young man leaning on the bamboo bed.
"The injury is too serious, all the internal organs are broken, and there is still a golden power in the body. The elixir can only suppress it. It is too difficult for him to recover." An old man said.
"His body is too weak. Not only has the golden spirit body been shattered, but even the ancient martial arts bloodline has been torn apart. Coupled with the injuries to Dantian, I'm afraid he won't be able to last long." The Lord of the Counter God felt heavy in his heart. Ling Feng said to
He knows better than anyone what it means to go against God.
But Ling Feng's injuries were too serious, and both the Half-Step Holy Pill and the Holy Pill were shattered by the power of gold.
Especially, Ling Feng's body is too badly broken now. If they rashly use the Holy Light to force out the power of gold, Ling Feng will die before they succeed.
"What should we do?" Liu Shushu said crying.
"Yin, take the holy pills from my Nishen, hoping to extend the life of the young master." The Lord Nishen said to Yin, then turned around and said: "The situation is not optimistic, although we
The injury can be suppressed, but I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to fight again in the future."
"..."
In an instant, everyone's faces turned pale. The Lord Against God said it very euphemistically, but they all could hear that it meant that Ling Fengkong had a realm but could not use it, otherwise he would definitely die first.
For a warrior, this blow is fatal.
To let a genius whose talent is comparable to that of a god of war fall from the altar in one step is even more uncomfortable than killing him.
Life is worse than death, that's probably all.
"Is there no other way?" Ye Xinran said with a frown.
"We won't know until he wakes up." The Lord of the Anti-God shook his head and sighed. The entire Anti-God Antique was helpless, which made everyone's hearts sink.
There are four chapters in total tonight, two chapters will be posted first.