"Whoops!"

Lin Zifeng raised his hand and struck the mountain-protecting formation in front with a sword.

The mountain-protecting formation at this gathering place of the Spirit Race began to tremble, but that was still the case.

Lin Zifeng was a little surprised. Although he did not use all his strength with this sword strike.

But he is definitely a master of the God King Realm who can kill the twelve-winged Holy Light Angel.

"interesting."

at this time.

In Fuling Mountain.

The spiritual masters who were practicing opened their eyes, and their eyes fell on the place where Lin Zifeng had just attacked.

"What happened just now? The mountain-protecting formation was actually attacked. Who is so bold? Even our Spirit Race doesn't take it seriously."

"The current situation is turbulent. Although the ten powerful semi-saints are no longer fighting for the time being, the God Realm is still in turmoil."

"If you dare to attack the mountain-protecting formation of our Spiritual Tribe, you must not be an ordinary person. I guess you may have some trump cards, so you should be careful when dealing with them."

………

There were many people talking among the Spirit Tribe, but Lin Zifeng didn't care. With a casual move, he suppressed a group of Spirit Tribe masters who came back from the outside and brought them into the small world.

"Aren't the Spirit Races all a bunch of cowards who are greedy for life and afraid of death?"

As Lin Zifeng's voice fell, someone from the Spirit Clan stepped forward. His aura was not particularly powerful. Like the twelve-winged Holy Light Angel before, he was at the God King level.

"Human race?"

After seeing Lin Zifeng, the eight-armed spirit clan couldn't help but frown, and even felt a little offended.

"A human race, no matter how virtuous or capable, dares to make a noise in front of the gate of our spiritual race."

When the Eight-Armed Spirit Tribe said these words, the Spirit Tribe master who was originally a little wary of Lin Zifeng suddenly became angry.

"What the hell? A mere human ant dares to provoke us, the powerful spirits like us, and deserves death."

"I thought just now that some powerful man came and dared to attack the mountain gate of our spiritual tribe. I never thought that it was just the human race. He was tired of living and couldn't find him.

Do you want to commit suicide somewhere?”

………

Among the spiritual tribe.

But they didn't say that they would take the human race seriously. In their view, the human race are lowly ants and can only become their free labor force.

But now.

What they regarded as ants and slaves actually came to attack their mountain gate. This was a great shame and humiliation for them.

Lin Zifeng saw the attitude of these spiritual masters, smiled indifferently, and took action without mercy. In an instant, he suppressed the eight-armed spiritual race and brought them into the small world.

"What...what..."

Seeing this scene, the face of the spirit clan who originally looked down on Lin Zifeng changed again. Apparently, they did not expect that Lin Zifeng would be so powerful.

"Who are you?"

Another figure appeared. He was wearing a golden battle armor, with three sharp horns on his head and a pair of light blue eyes.

The aura of the Triangular Spirit Clan is obviously stronger, and they have reached the realm of the God Emperor.

and.

He asked Lin Zifeng inside the mountain protection formation, and was obviously more cautious.

The corners of Lin Zifeng's mouth raised, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"I am a human race, and you have enslaved tens of millions of me humans to mine. Should I give you an explanation?"

The Triangular Spirit Tribe was stunned for a moment, tens of millions? Isn't there only a few million? Are the people in the mine so powerful? They have enslaved tens of millions of human gods.

"Humans are just ants and should be enslaved by us. We enslave humans, so why do we need to explain to you."

I don’t know if it’s because the Spirit Tribe has an inherent disdain for the Human Race, or because the Triangular Spirit Tribe feels that they are in the mountain-protecting formation, so they dare to be so bold towards Lin Zifeng, and don’t take Lin Zifeng seriously at all.

Lin Zifeng raised the corners of his mouth, with a slight smile on his face, and said:

"Good, very high, very good."

"Since you said that our human race are ants and slaves, then I'm sorry, but in my eyes, you spiritual race are also slaves and ants!" "Whoops!"

Lin Zifeng raised his hand and struck the mountain-protecting formation in front with a sword.

The mountain-protecting formation at this gathering place of the Spirit Race began to tremble, but that was still the case.

Lin Zifeng was a little surprised. Although he did not use all his strength with this sword strike.

But he is definitely a master of the God King Realm who can kill the twelve-winged Holy Light Angel.

"interesting."

at this time.

In Fuling Mountain.

The spiritual masters who were practicing opened their eyes, and their eyes fell on the place where Lin Zifeng had just attacked.

"What happened just now? The mountain-protecting formation was actually attacked. Who is so bold? Even our Spirit Race doesn't take it seriously."

"The current situation is turbulent. Although the ten powerful semi-saints are no longer fighting for the time being, the God Realm is still in turmoil."

"If you dare to attack the mountain-protecting formation of our Spiritual Tribe, you must not be an ordinary person. I guess you may have some trump cards, so you should be careful when dealing with them."

………

There were many people talking among the Spirit Tribe, but Lin Zifeng didn't care. With a casual move, he suppressed a group of Spirit Tribe masters who came back from the outside and brought them into the small world.

"Aren't the Spirit Races all a bunch of cowards who are greedy for life and afraid of death?"

As Lin Zifeng's voice fell, someone from the Spirit Clan stepped forward. His aura was not particularly powerful. Like the twelve-winged Holy Light Angel before, he was at the God King level.

"Human race?"

After seeing Lin Zifeng, the eight-armed spirit clan couldn't help but frown, and even felt a little offended.

"A human race, no matter how virtuous or capable, dares to make a noise in front of the gate of our spiritual race."

When the Eight-Armed Spirit Tribe said these words, the Spirit Tribe master who was originally a little wary of Lin Zifeng suddenly became angry.

"What the hell? A mere human ant dares to provoke us, the powerful spirits like us, and deserves death."

"I thought just now that some powerful man came and dared to attack the mountain gate of our spiritual tribe. I never thought that it was just the human race. He was tired of living and couldn't find him.

Do you want to commit suicide somewhere?”

………

Among the spiritual tribe.

But they didn't say that they would take the human race seriously. In their view, the human race are lowly ants and can only become their free labor force.

But now.

What they regarded as ants and slaves actually came to attack their mountain gate. This was a great shame and humiliation for them.

Lin Zifeng saw the attitude of these spiritual masters, smiled indifferently, and took action without mercy. In an instant, he suppressed the eight-armed spiritual race and brought them into the small world.

"What...what..."

Seeing this scene, the face of the spirit clan who originally looked down on Lin Zifeng changed again. Apparently, they did not expect that Lin Zifeng would be so powerful.

"Who are you?"

Another figure appeared. He was wearing a golden battle armor, with three sharp horns on his head and a pair of light blue eyes.

The aura of the Triangular Spirit Clan is obviously stronger, and they have reached the realm of the God Emperor.

and.

He asked Lin Zifeng inside the mountain protection formation, and was obviously more cautious.

The corners of Lin Zifeng's mouth raised, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"I am a human race, and you have enslaved tens of millions of me humans to mine. Should I give you an explanation?"

The Triangular Spirit Tribe was stunned for a moment, tens of millions? Isn't there only a few million? Are the people in the mine so powerful? They have enslaved tens of millions of human gods.

"Humans are just ants and should be enslaved by us. We enslave humans, so why do we need to explain to you."

I don’t know if it’s because the Spirit Tribe has an inherent disdain for the Human Race, or because the Triangular Spirit Tribe feels that they are in the mountain-protecting formation, so they dare to be so bold towards Lin Zifeng, and don’t take Lin Zifeng seriously at all.

Lin Zifeng raised the corners of his mouth, with a slight smile on his face, and said:

"Good, very high, very good."
Chapter completed!