The barren earth, everyone died, leaving him alone, standing in the distance.
The desolation filled Lin Feng's whole mind with endless helplessness and sadness, wrapped Lin Feng's mind, and led Lin Feng's breath to dissipate a little bit.
Everything is gone.
Wives and children are gone.
Lin Feng stood there and looked at the distance. The laughter and laughter had become a memory, but the memory was also a little vague.
Are you dying?
Lin Feng slowly closed his eyes. Endless time passed, countless wars opened, and finally everyone died. It seems that he will return to nothingness.
What's the point of being alive?
Lin Feng's mind was a little silent, and his heart beat slower and slower.
"Master!"
Qianlong shouted, but it didn't help. Lin Feng's breath was still weakening.
"Hiss, the master won't really die like this?" Seeing this scene, the four shuttles were turning around Lin Feng, with an anxious face.
"So many difficulties have come. Why can't the master go out here?" Qianlong wailed.
Suddenly, Lin Feng's finger moved, and the originally indifferent breath began to recover a little. Xingyu first stopped, saw Qianlong still wailing, and an attack fell on Qianlong.
"Shut up!"
"What do you know? I watched my master grow up. You are all later than me. You don't understand the feelings between me and my master." Qianlong said miserably.
"The master's breath is recovering!" The star turned his eyes and said.
"I'm going back to my master and won't give up on me!" Qianlong's eyes lit up immediately and turned around Lin Feng, "master, master, I knew you wouldn't leave us!"
Lin Feng slowly opened his eyes. His dark eyes began to recover slowly. Lin Feng vomited a mouthful of turbid air.
"Master, how are you?" Qianlong asked carefully.
"I'm fine. It's just a mental robbery." Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "this little thing will not kill me."
Hearing Lin Feng's words, Sisuo sighed with relief. Everyone surrounded Lin Feng. After hearing his words, they all laughed, "as long as the master is okay, as long as the master is okay."
Lin Feng smiled.
Feeling Lin Feng's appearance, the four shuttles hung on Lin Feng's hair. This time, the four shuttles gathered together.
Lin Feng touched the four shuttle to comfort them.
For a long time, Lin Fengfang vomited a mouthful of turbid air, stood up and fell on the bosun shuttle outside.
Bosuo didn't know how far he had traveled. The place where Lin Feng was was had been replaced by a plain.
In the distance, the cry of an eagle sounded, and Lin Feng fell on the grassland with Boqi.
"Master, shall we continue our training now?" Boqi whispered to Lin Feng.
"How long have I been in there?" Lin Feng asked softly.
"Almost a year, master!" Pochton said, "it's been four months outside. Along the way, I met many practitioners. Everyone's accomplishments seem to have improved. I also met two ladies."
Hearing Boqi's words, Lin Feng nodded.
"Well, it's been half a year!" Lin Feng shook his body and his spirit became more energetic. The beating of his heart became stronger and stronger. Lin Feng vomited a mouthful of turbid Qi. Now he can't wait to know how his cultivation is. However, before the thunder robbery, Lin Feng knew that his cultivation should not reach his real strength after absorbing the blood of the dragon.
Can you enter the Minepit again?
Thinking of what he met in the thunder pool last time, Lin Feng looked forward to it again.
If he can enter the minefield again, maybe he can go through the minefield and get what he needs!
"Let's start practicing in our class!" Lin Feng said with a smile. He walked slowly on the grassland. The endless grassland seemed to have no end. Occasionally, there were monsters passing by. Lin Feng held Fengtong sword and just fought with these monsters in the most primitive way.
The power of flesh and body and the power of Fengtong sword itself are combined. Lin Feng doesn't need to use cultivation. Ordinary monsters basically have no opportunity.
After walking for three or five days, on the fourth day, Lin Feng finally felt human existence.
It's a small team.
There was a young girl in the small team. Lin Feng frowned and took a look. How could this woman be so familiar?
"Master, it's Qin Shuangshuang from Tianhuang college, the woman who showed her face last time!" Qianlong whispered to Lin Feng, "this Qin Shuangshuang is even with the residents here."
Hearing Qianlong's words, an accident flashed in Lin Feng's eyes.
The aborigines here are the most primitive Zhongzhou residents. These residents can't practice, but they are naturally strong. They live in these secret places and don't want to go out.
Lin Feng learned about these aborigines before he came in.
These Aborigines have never come into contact with these foreign practitioners.
What on earth is willing to let Qin Shuangshuang drink these guys?
Lin Feng frowned. As soon as his mind turned, he directly followed him.
This woman has something to do with Tianhuang bird. Maybe she can find something!
Qin Shuangshuang talks and laughs with these aborigines. The aborigines are very powerful in attack, but they all rely on physical strength. However, when facing Qin Shuangshuang, these aborigines are very respectful.
So respectful to a cultivator?
Lin Feng slowly followed Qin Shuangshuang.
Qin Shuangshuang walked among the aborigines. The woman's sixth sense told her that someone was following her, but there was an endless grassland here. If someone really followed, she could feel it. However, she could not feel any power.
Such imperceptibility made Qin Shuangshuang's heart restless slowly.
"Saint, what's the matter?" A native whispered.
Lin Feng held a native who was not very strong in cultivation. His mind turned around in his mind, copied their language into his mind, and then slowly adapted.
"Abba, keep up!" An Aboriginal shouted in front of him. The young man detained by Lin Feng sprouted. Seeing the people who had rushed to the front, he immediately followed up and scratched his head. He was still a little confused.
Just now it was clear that he was behind the crowd. Why did everyone suddenly go in front of him?
Abba can't think clearly.
Qin Shuangshuang looked back at ABBA. His mind swept around Abba. There was nothing. It was the Abba.
Is it her illusion?
Qin Shuangshuang frowned, and Lin Feng followed him. His breath was wary of this woman. She was too strong.