Chapter 188 Carrying the Entire Tribe on His Shoulders

Chapter 188 Carrying the entire tribe on his shoulders

Outside the realm.

Lin Feng appeared.

Countless eyes focused on Lin Feng.

"I have seen a familiar scene before." Fang Wen looked at the appearing Lin Feng calmly, but his hand trembled slightly. This subtle change was seen by the powerful man of the Ten Thousand Realms.

In Fang Wen's eyes.

Lin Feng's figure overlapped with the figure in his memory.

It's just that the figure was facing the Starry Sky Pirates at the time, while Lin Feng is now facing the Starry Sky Nomads and Pirates, as well as various forces. At that time, that figure was at the peak of the semi-saint level.

And Lin Feng is at the god level.

"Old Fang..." The powerful man of the Ten Thousand Realms hesitated to speak. He remembered that the first time he met Fang Wen was when Fang Wen faced the threat of the pirates destroying the plane. He stubbornly walked out of the realm and was ready to die in battle.

Many years have passed...

Fang Wen has become a Saint-level powerhouse and destroyed the pirates at the time.

"But the feeling of being in a desperate situation at that time must have been engraved in his bones." The strong man of the Ten Thousand Worlds sighed in his heart.

"He came out, he came out." The pirates showed excitement on their faces.

"Although only one appeared, but the human strongman died, the swordsman will appear sooner or later." The pirates have seen too many similar situations, and there has never been an exception.

"These two strong men died quickly, so that we can plunder." The pirates suppressed their excitement.

"He is alone?" The Saint-level strong man of the Starry Sky Nomad frowned, and then let go, "Then let's fish them out one by one and kill them."

"I'm not afraid of him coming out, I'm afraid he won't come out." The Saint-level strong men of other nomadic forces are ready to fight.

"Humph, a mere god-level, as weak as an ant." A Saint-level strong man suddenly burst out with a powerful aura, he opened the Saint Realm, and immediately wanted to suppress Lin Feng.

"We must find a way to get close to them." Lin Feng felt the extreme pressure of the Saint Realm, directly summoned nine clones, used displacement skills, and rushed to the place where the Starry Sky Nomads were.

Boom!

The Holy Land is coming! The extremely strong Holy Land enveloped Lin Feng.

Blue Star.

Countless players were watching the images on the back of the sword.

Although they could not feel it up close, they could still imagine how terrifying the Holy Land was.

Such a terrifying Holy Land enveloped Lin Feng.

"President." A guild player couldn't help but worry about Xing Tian.

"God of War, you are the God of War, you are invincible, don't be in trouble." Some players were so nervous that they bit their lips and pierced their palms with their nails without knowing it.

"Xing Tian." A female player was already tearful.

Suddenly, in the Holy Land, Lin Feng's figure collapsed and turned into powder.

Lin Feng, die!

"President!!!"

The players who saw this scene collapsed instantly, as if their faith in their hearts collapsed, and they screamed wildly!

"No" The players couldn't help but shed tears, and their faces were still in shock at this time.

Xing Tian is dead!

No!

How could Xing Tian die?

How could he... die?

Xing Tian is dead, what should we do?

"Fake, fake, all fake!" The player grabbed his hair with both hands, looking crazy, and screamed: "It's all illusion, it's an illusion, right, right, we are dreaming, this game is also fake, I am also fake, woo woo woo. President!!!!"

He was already slurring his words, and the whole person was in chaos.

Just then...

Lin Feng's figure reappeared.

His appearance rekindled the hearts of the players that had turned to ashes.

"The president is not dead!" Some players burst into laughter.

"I knew it, I knew it, you are the god of war, you are our patron saint, you will not die!" Some players wiped their tears and muttered.

"President, come on!"

Outside the boundary.

Lin Feng still did not stop and rushed to the Starry Sky Nomads.

"What's going on?" The Saint-level strongman was shocked, "Can this human race be resurrected?"

"Damn it, are you all just watching, kill him together!" The Saint-level strongman shouted angrily.

As soon as he finished speaking, several Saint-level masters launched their Divine Realm to suppress Lin Feng.

Lin Feng was still rushing forward.

The front was full of despair and hope!

It was both a place of death and a place of life.

"My only chance is..." Lin Feng's figure was suppressed again. This time, all the Saint-level masters took action to suppress Lin Feng and all his clones.

Swish!

Lin Feng appeared again, summoning his clones at the same time, and rushed forward.

"That's it. Die together!"

Boom!

Lin Feng appeared in the sphere of influence of the Starry Sky Nomads.

"Come on, bastards!"

The Saint-level arrived, Lin Feng died!

However...

Lin Feng appeared in just a moment.

Explode!

With a loud bang.

The power of Lin Feng's self-explosion was so terrifying that even the starry sky collapsed.

Countless Starry Sky Nomads were crushed into pieces by this destructive force.

The Saint-level arrived again, Lin Feng died, and Lin Feng lived again.

Explode!

Explode!

Explode!

Boom boom boom!

Every time Lin Feng was resurrected, he exploded once, and the huge Starry Sky Nomad camp suddenly suffered heavy casualties.

Inside the Blue Star.

The players were silent.

They watched Lin Feng fearlessly rush to the place of death, and was suppressed and died again and again.

However, that stubborn figure always appeared in an instant and repeated.

Live towards death.

"The president is living toward death." When the surprise of Lin Feng's resurrection had not receded, they felt sad and couldn't stop crying.

"Xingtian, the eternal god." The players couldn't bear it anymore and said with choked sobs. This time it was not a joke, but recognition from the bottom of their hearts.

suddenly.

Lin Feng blew himself up.

Crazy self-destruction.

Infinite self-destruction.

The players were once again shocked by Lin Feng.

"It's so uncomfortable. I feel sorry for Xingtian." The player wiped away his tears.

"Damn it, I actually shed tears too." The strong player was crying like a child at this moment.

The outside world.

"Ruthless man." Fang Wen shook his head. He did not marvel at Lin Feng's strength, but marveled at this man's determination.

"Alas" the powerful man from all realms sighed softly.

at this time

The saint-level powerhouses are already furious.

Almost two-thirds of the Star Nomads have disappeared. Even if they gain a plane, their group has basically no hope of rising.

"Kill him, kill him!" The saint-level powerhouses felt the despair, the despair for the ethnic group, and the initiator of all this was Lin Feng, "Death, die, die!"

Lin Feng was like a machine.

It will self-destruct upon resurrection.

He had no choice, because he was carrying the entire ethnic group on his shoulders.

"If you kill all our people, your world won't be able to survive!" A saint-level strong man said bitterly: "Do we have to die together?"

Lin Feng's self-destruction rhythm suddenly stopped.

"Will you give up?" Lin Feng, still face paralyzed, said coldly: "If you want to fight, then fight, if you want to retreat, then retreat, I will always be with you!"

"Then let's die together!" Some saint-level strongmen, whose clan members were almost dead, collapsed and said crazily: "Come on, who is afraid of who?"

"Even if I give up all my cultivation, I will fight you to the death!" The saint-level strong man smiled ferociously on his face, and the immortal material on his body exploded and burned.

Even his holy realm is burning.

This is directly burning cultivation and life, forcibly increasing strength.

"Let's all die!" The saint-level powerhouse smiled miserably, and suddenly the attack was aimed at Blue Star.

"Break it!" The saint-level expert made a desperate move.

at this time

A wave suddenly appeared in the chaotic space.

The immortal flame on the crazy saint-level powerhouse was immediately extinguished.

All the saint-level powerhouses of the Starry Sky Nomads melted one after another in the space waves, like snowmen exposed to the scorching sun.

Holy level, die!

One hundred and eighty saint-level warriors from the starry sky traveling ethnic group, die!

It is easy to die in the ripples of space.

There is no resistance.

Fang Wen and the powerful men from all realms were horrified at the same time, and they stood up one after another.

"Jie Sheng." The powerful man from all realms spit out two words.

"It was actually the Tribulation Saint who came in person." Fang Wen was even more surprised.

Lin Fengruo felt something and looked somewhere.