"Hey, hurry up, I'm worried that the crippled Ling Feng will be destroyed by the suppressive force in Baiyu Dao!"

“The best laugh is the one who laughs last!”

A true god said this: "Obviously, Ling Feng doesn't know this truth. When we reach this level, the competition is not who is more powerful, but who can live longer. Only by living can we suppress all enemies in the future.

!”

The gods looked up to the sky and laughed. Some agreed with the true god's words, but others sneered. If you don't fight, you will always be mediocre. Do you really think that if you live a long time, you will be invincible?

There is no shortage of unparalleled geniuses in this starry sky, and the speed at which they enter can make people crazy and even more desperate.

Like the Four Gods of Hengtian, although the Three Tigers and Two Dragons are still "young", they are far ahead of many older generations of martial arts cultivators, and as long as they do not die in the Star Way, they will live for a long, long time, and their realm sometimes determines the years.

However, there is one thing they agree on, that is, Ling Feng is dead!

and.

At this moment, there are too many true gods appearing here, at least thousands of them, and this is just a group of people. There are more than this group of people in this Baiyudao. A true god, even if he is a figure of the Three Tigers level, would be

It is impossible to overpower thousands of true gods.

Obviously.

They felt that Lingfeng had not reached the level of Erlong.

"The heavens are crusading, but I want to see if he can fly with wings?"

Rumble!

The gods flew across the void, and their vast power tore apart the space in an instant, sending the entire sky into a violent rage, like thunder and lightning.

"Hey, there seems to be something wrong, that aura is approaching!"

The leading Dragon Beast God frowned. He predicted that something was not right, because the aura was getting stronger and stronger, which was a bit different from their advancing speed. It seemed that the person was also coming in their direction.

"Haha, even if he recovers, he will fall down. Don't panic!"

An old dragon beast said with twinkling eyes: "If he can recover from such a serious injury, it will be incredible!"

They flew forward three thousand miles.

then.

They looked coldly into the distance, and became excited one by one, because at the end of the world, three martial arts cultivators were rushing towards them. The difference was that it was not Ling Feng who was galloping, but the God of Death and the Pride Bird, and Ling Feng was

He was carried on his back by the God of Death.

ps: I’m busy today, so I’ll update a chapter first, and there will be another one later.
Chapter completed!