Chapter 188： Carrying the entire race on its shoulders

The outside world.

Lin Feng appeared.

Countless pairs of eyes converged on Lin Feng.

"Once, I've seen a picture of deja vu." Fang Wen calmly looked at Lin Feng who appeared, but his hand trembled slightly. This subtle change was seen by the experts of all realms.

Fang asked in the 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 beginning, while Lin Feng faced starry sky nomads, pirates, and various forces at this time. At that time, that figure was the pinnacle of the Half-Saint.

And Lin Feng is god-level.

"Old Fang..." The ten thousand world powerhouse hesitated. He remembered that the first time he met Fang Wen, when Fang Wen faced the threat of the pirate destruction plane, he stubbornly walked out of the world, ready to die without regrets .

Many years have passed...

Fang Wen became a saint-level powerhouse and destroyed the original pirate.

"But the feeling of being in a desperate situation at that time must have been engraved in his bones." The ten thousand world powerhouse sighed in his heart.

......

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

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

"These two powerhouses died quickly, so we want to loot." The pirates suppressed their excitement.

......

"He's alone?" The saint-level powerhouse of Starry Sky Wanderer frowned, then turned to let go, "Then just fish them out and kill them one by one."

"I'm not afraid of him coming out, but I'm afraid that he won't come out." Saint-level powerhouses of other vagrant forces are gearing up.

"Hmph, mere god-level, weak as ants." There was a holy-level powerhouse suddenly bursting with a powerful breath, he opened the holy realm, and even wanted to suppress Lin Feng.

"Find a way to get close to them." Lin Feng felt the extreme oppression of the holy realm, and directly summoned the nine clones, used the displacement skills, and charged infinitely to the place where the starry sky vagabonds were.

Boom!

The Holy Land is coming! An extremely powerful holy realm enveloped Lin Feng.

blue star.

Countless players are looking at the picture displayed on the back of the sword.

Although they can't feel it up close, they can still make up their minds how terrifying that holy realm is.

Such a terrifying holy realm enveloped Lin Feng.

"President..." A guild player couldn't help but feel worried for Xing Tian.

"God of War, you are the God of War, you are invincible, don't do anything." Some players were so nervous that they bit their lip, and their nails pierced their palms without knowing it.

"Xingtian..." A female player had tears in her eyes.

Suddenly, in the holy realm, Lin Feng's figure suddenly collapsed and turned into a little powder.

Lin Feng, die!

"President!!"

Players who saw this scene with their own eyes collapsed instantly, as if the belief in their hearts collapsed, and they roared wildly!

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

Xingtian is dead!

Do not!

How did Xingtian die?

How... how could he die.

Xingtian is dead, what should we do?

"Fake, fake, it's all fake!" The player grabbed his hair with both hands, like crazy, and roared: "It's all fantasy, it's fantasy, yes yes yes, we are dreaming, this game is fake, I'm fake too, woo woo... President!!"

His speech was slurred, and the whole person was in chaos.

at this time…

Lin Feng's figure reappeared.

His appearance made the hearts of the players turned to ashes and rekindled.

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

"I knew, I knew, you are the **** of war, you are our patron saint, you will not die!" Some players muttered while wiping tears.

"President, come on!"

........

The outside world.

Lin Feng still kept going, rushing towards where the starry sky vagabond was.

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

"Damn, are you all just watching, kill him together!" The saint-level powerhouse shouted angrily.

As soon as his words fell, several saint-level powerhouses unfolded the divine realm and suppressed Lin Feng.

Lin Feng was still rushing forward.

The front is full of despair, but also full of hope!

Both the place of death and the place of life.

"My only chance is...." Lin Feng's figure was suppressed again. This time, all the powerhouses in the holy realm took action and suppressed Lin Feng and all his clones.

Swish!

Lin Feng reappeared, summoning his clone at the same time, burying his head and rushing wildly.

"It's.... to die together!"

boom!

Lin Feng appeared in the sphere of influence of the starry sky vagabonds.

"Come on, chops!"

When the Holy Land arrives, Lin Feng is dead!

However…

Lin Feng appeared in an instant.

burst!

Boom.

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

Countless starry sky nomads were crushed into pieces by this destructive force.

When the Holy Land came again, Lin Feng was dead, and Lin Feng was alive again.

burst!

burst!

burst!

Boom boom boom!

Every time Lin Feng was resurrected, he blew himself up, and the huge starry sky vagabond camp died suddenly.

Inside the Blue Star.

The players were silent.

They watched Lin Feng fearlessly rush to the place of death, once, again, once again being suppressed and dying.

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

Live to death.

"The president is living towards death." Before the surprise of Lin Feng's resurrection had retreated, they felt sad and couldn't stop their tears.

"Xingtian, eternal god." The players couldn't bear it any longer, choked and said, this time it's not a joke, but a recognition from the bottom of their hearts.

suddenly.

Lin Feng blew himself up.

Crazy self-destruction.

Unlimited 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, I actually shed tears." The strong player was crying like a child at the moment.

......

The outside world.

"Ruthless man." Fang Wen shook his head. He didn't marvel at Lin Feng's strength, but marveled at how determined he was.

"Alas..." The Ten Thousand Realms powerhouse sighed softly.

at this time.......

The saint-level powerhouses have already killed red eyes.

Almost two-thirds of the starry sky vagabonds have disappeared, and even if they gain a plane, their ethnic group is basically hopeless to rise.

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

Lin Feng is like a machine.

Resurrection explodes.

He didn't have a choice either, because on his shoulders, he was carrying the entire ethnic group.

"If you kill all of our clansmen, you won't be able to save this world!" A saint-level powerhouse said bitterly, "Do you have to die together?"

Lin Feng's self-destruction rhythm stopped abruptly.

"Will you give up?" Lin Feng was still paralyzed, and said coldly: "If you want to fight, you will fight, if you want to retreat, you will retreat, and I will accompany you at any time!"

"Then let's perish together!" Some saint-level powerhouses, whose clansmen are almost dead, have collapsed and said madly: "Come on, who is afraid of who!"

"I will abolish all my cultivation bases, and I will be with you forever!" The saint-level powerhouse smiled grimly, and the immortal substance on his body erupted and burned.

Even his sanctuary was on fire.

This is to directly burn the cultivation base and life, and forcibly enhance the strength.

"All die!" The saint-level powerhouse smiled miserably, and suddenly attacked Blue Star.

"Break it for me!" The saint-level powerhouse made a desperate gamble.

at this time.......

A circle of waves suddenly appeared in the chaotic space.

The immortal flame on the crazy saint-level powerhouse suddenly went out.

All the saint-level powerhouses of the starry sky nomads melted in the space waves, like snowmen exposed to the blazing sun.

Holy level, die!

One hundred and eighty digital saint-level powerhouses of the Starry Sky Tour Group, die!

It is easy to die in the ripples of space.

No resistance.

Fang Wen and the Myriad Realms were horrified at the same time, and they all stood up.

"Jiesheng." The ten thousand world powerhouse spit out two words.

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

If Lin Feng felt something, he looked somewhere.