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Two hundred and thirtieth chapters Tianlei Pond

"Broken void? What?" Lin Rong asked in disbelief when he heard Honglei's words.

Suddenly, just as Lin Rong said something, the earth trembled slightly. The real dragon sword broke out of the ground, rolled up a ball of dark green light, and carried a strong energy. Before Honglei and Lin Rong could react, the dragon sword swept Lin Rong and Honglei Qilin away. Only the swords in the sky were flying and the light that shone through the sky on the Yuhua Peak.

Under the light, Fang Han suddenly felt a sense of being bound, and stood there unable to move for a moment.

"How is Tongtian Sword Spirit..." Suddenly, Fang Han's face suddenly became cold, and a ball of light suddenly rose on his body. However, despite this, driven by Tongtian Sword Spirit, the flying swords all over the sky on Yuhua Peak still flew straight towards Fang Han without fear.

Whoosh swish swish swish...

With a sound, all the swords fell on Fang Han. This time, Fang Han could not stop them. All the swords fell on him, but when the flying swords fell on him, they all turned into stones and fell to the ground. Finally, a large stone Qiu was formed in front of him.

Whoosh...

After all the swords turned into stones, a long sword broke out again. This sword was far more violent than the tens of thousands of swords just now, as if it was to destroy everything. This was Lin Feng, when he was given Fang Han's last blow, used the sword spirit energy of the Heavenly Book to set off the broken void he created when he broke the sky in his previous life.

Even if the void is broken, even if Fang Han is not the void? Even if he is a god, God still has his own destiny, so Lin Feng made all his bets this time to destroy Fang Han.

Therefore, this sword was Lin Feng's last blow and the most fatal blow, and success or failure was only in one fell swoop.

However, this sword could not destroy Fang Han. When the sword just touched Fang Han's face, Fang Han suddenly broke through the shackles of the Tongtian Sword Spirit. A strong energy broke out from dawn. In an instant, the sword with Lin Feng's cultivation level suddenly became fragmented and finally turned into a ball of powder and flew down.

The sword spirit that was reaching the sky and the earth also became thinner at this moment, and finally disappeared. After a moment, the Yuhua Peak finally returned to the tranquility of the earlier, but at this time, the Xiaokong thousands of miles, and the sight of the vastness was shocking.

After a while, Fang Han recovered, his face pale as paper, his bald hair became messy, and he was in a mess, and he looked like a completely devastated dog.

After a while, the true disciples of Yuhua Sect and the six elders landed in front of Fang Han like lightning, and they all possessed themselves and knelt down to worship.

Faced with the worship of everyone, Fang Han could bear it. He slowly raised his head and looked up at the sky. Suddenly, a sudden change occurred on the entire Yuhua Peak. When everything stopped, the entire Yuhua Peak returned to the scene that was not destroyed earlier.

Seeing this scene change, the disciples of Yuhua Peak worshipped Fang Han a higher level, looking up at the only first god in the sky and under the earth, Fang Han.

After a while, Fang Han closed his eyes tightly and asked in a deep voice: "Who were those two people just now?"

"The man was originally an inner disciple of our Yuhua Sect. His name was Lin Rong. That woman... I really don't know..."

"Lin Rong...Lin Rong..."

Fang Han pondered Lin Rong's name softly, and suddenly his expression became solemn.

"Lin Feng...Lin Rong...Lin Feng...Lin Rong...Feng...Nine Sky Temple changed in shock, Feng Rong gathered with all the gods..." Fang Han's face turned completely pale as paper, his body trembled slightly, and he hurriedly said: "Transfer the oral order of my deity and search for Lin Rong's traces with all his strength. If you see it, kill him, and that woman should not be missed."

"ah……"

At the beginning, some people were still a little unbelievable that this was said by Fang Han, but when they were affirmed, everyone replied in unison: "I respect the Immortal Emperor's order, and now I will go down the mountain to find Lin Rong's traces."

"Remember, kill without any slightest. Anyone with the word Feng Rong in his name will be killed. I would rather kill a thousand people by mistake than let one go."

Everyone dispersed, Fang Han shook his body, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and a touch of red blood appeared at the corners of his mouth. Fang Han seemed to touch the corners of his mouth in disbelief, and looked at the blood on his fingers, and the muscles on his face beat again.

"How is it possible, how is it possible? How can I be injured? I am a god, the most immortal god in the world, the god of immortality. How can I be injured? It's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous. What's even more ridiculous is that I was seriously injured by an ordinary person... Is this the destiny of heaven? Even I, who transcends the cycle of life and death, cannot control it? Feng Rong gathers, Feng Rong gathers... I will let all the people in the world with the word "Feng Rong" die." Fang Han said suddenly and reached out and grabbed his chest tightly. Blood suddenly poured out. After a long breath of breath, a ferocious look appeared on his face, and he said: "It seems that I have to go back to the fairy world to heal his wounds first. Although Lin Feng died, I am uneasy if Lin Rong dies. I will definitely come back and take Lin Rong's life."

It is said that Long Jian took Lin Ronghong and tears Qilin away, and then headed straight towards Jin State, and finally stopped on the border between Jin State and Li State.

I don’t know how long it took, Lin Rong and Honglei woke up in a daze, but at this time both of them felt weak all over. It was difficult for them to move their bodies a little, and it was even more difficult to move on the ground.

When Lin Rong saw the thunder rolling in the sky ahead, Lin Rong's body moved on the ground. The muscles on his face beat for several consecutive times, and tears suddenly fell down. He said excitedly: "The Pool of Heavenly Thunder...The Pool of Heavenly Thunder...I'm back, Young Master, I'm back, where are you, Young Master...Young Master... Have you seen it? This is the Pool of Heavenly Thunder. Because of the Pool of Heavenly Thunder, you still remember it? Young Master, look, this is Jin State, Jin State, we have returned home, you see many young masters...Young Master...Where are you, Young Master..."

"The Pool of Heavenly Thunder?" Honglei was stunned for a moment when he heard Lin Rong's words and asked, "Why is this Pool of Heavenly Thunder so weird? The blue sky is bolted, and the thunder is constantly thundering, this..."

Lin Rong bit his teeth hard, stood up slowly, and said, "A few years ago, in Jin State, the young master was a well-known waste. Because he was chased here and accidentally broke into it, he changed completely from then on. So if it weren't for the Tianle Thunder Pool, there wouldn't be the young master today. I would rather have never happened. I would rather be the young master in the world, and I wouldn't want him to die. At this time, let me go home, how can I explain to the master... The young master... The young master... The young master... The young master... The young master... The young master... The young master... The young master... The young master... The young master... The young master... The young master... The young master... The young master... The young master..." Lin Rong said slowly and knelt down, and finally he completely threw himself to the ground, sobbing on the ground for a long time, and he was still motionless, like a dead person.

Honglei looked at Lin Rong who was as sad as himself, touched the dragon sword lying on the ground, and said tremblingly: "You can take us out of there, this must be Lin Feng's meaning, Divine Sword, tell me where he is and where he is, please tell me, Divine Sword, Lin Feng cannot die, he cannot die, for many reasons, we have been delayed for 10,000 years. Why is fate so cruel to us? Oh my God, why are you so cruel to us?" Honglei said and sighed to the sky.

"Hey, you are destined to be a god-killer in this life, so how could God stand on your side? Don't worry, Lin Feng will not die. If he dies like this, then he will not have the need to come to this world."

At this moment, a voice slowly came out of the dragon sword.
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