The battle axe was invincible, and the air pressure was terrifying, as if it had split the sky, and then on the top of Lu Feng's head, the sky stepped down.

Only this time, his gaze was solemn, and immediately with a low shout, a low dragon groan sounded.

This dragon groan, in this violent crackling sound, was clearly transmitted to Venerable Arakawa.

The tomahawk was broken.

Before he came into contact with the sword light, he was shattered by a dragon groan, especially, on Venerable Arakawa's body, the fire clouds began to be disordered, and in the end, they slowly receded.

"Why do you have a dragon chant!" Venerable Arae looked at the other party in shock, looking at the sword light that was getting more and more everywhere, he even forgot to dodge.

Changlong Yin, even he is only a small success in this method, this is still a real body, if the imperial city is a spiritual thought, I am afraid that this sword method will not be able to be used.

And the other party has already entered the spirit realm.

It's just that what worries him even more is that Lu Feng is obviously outside the mountain, how can he learn this exercise.

Who is teaching?

Who is secretly planning, or is plotting, what dissent?

Venerable Arrae is very strong, and in the same way, the spiritual mind is also strong enough, and the bloodline of the Aragami clan is not just talking, but when he encounters the long dragon chant in the clan, he loses these advantages.

Because, among the three secret methods, this is the core secret method of the Aragami.

It's just that for tens of thousands of years, no one has reproduced the secret method of the year, and a second Aragami can no longer be born.

Venerable Arae was like a cracked stone, he stood in place, and there was a faint dragon groan emanating from his body.

A look of horror finally appeared in his eyes.

Lu Feng's talent exceeded his expectations, although Changlong Yin can cultivate as long as he has the bloodline of the Aragami clan, and it does not depend on the concentration of the bloodline, but the other party is only in the spirit realm.

Could it be that their Aragami clan wants to produce another land wood?

There was silence all around.

After Lu Feng used this knife, his physical condition was not very good, and his skin cracked inch by inch, splattering blood.

He was pleased with the result.

"Third grandfather, I'm really sorry to let you come all the way. ”

"Is the third grandfather satisfied with this ending?" he shouted kindly, but with a mocking smile on his face.

Venerable Arae's spirit body is collapsing.

Quiet cities, smoke of gunpowder, the occasional vultures hovering overhead, and fighter jets in the distance.

Venerable Arajiang looked at Lu Feng with a complicated expression.

"It's a good ending, I didn't expect you to learn the long dragon chant...... How did you learn it?"

"I don't know, it's just that I saw this knife intent at the beginning, learned it by accident, and finally realized that it was related to my life experience. ”

"A sword intent?" Venerable Arajiang suddenly remembered that many years ago, Lu Mulin had gone out once, and these were all reported.

Is this providential?

But what is the will of heaven, their Aragami clan is the existence of the will of war.

He has already cultivated a land sword, and there can be many geniuses in a clan, but this kind of peak genius, one is enough.

The Aragami clan will do their best, but they will cultivate such a genius and wait for Aragami to reappear.

Venerable Arae can't become a god, but he can cultivate a god.

"You're strong, but you won't be the opponent of the sword after all, and the Aragami clan, you can't get in. ”

Lu Feng said: "I have never regarded him as an opponent, just like I never thought of entering the genealogy of the Aragami clan, except for my mother who is there, the rest has nothing to do with you." ”

Venerable Arae shook his head, expressing disbelief.

They are the descendants of the gods, how many monks are eager to come in, even if they have no bloodline, the secret methods passed down from that era alone can create countless strong people.

"Outside the mountain, although the aura is improving, it has not yet recovered to its peak moment, and it will not surpass the mountain when the aura outside the mountain is higher than that in the mountain, and when the 100,000 mountains collapse. ”

"You can't enter the mountains, these years outside the mountains are equivalent to spending the best time, and there will be no place for you in this world in the future. ”

"I'm very relieved about this. Lu Feng coughed twice.

Venerable Arakawa's figure became fainter and fainter, and he smiled, a mockery on his face.

"Do you think you've succeeded?"

Lu Feng frowned, and he had a bad premonition in his heart, but the other party had already disappeared.

He lay on the ground in a daze, the bumpy ground beneath him, his eyes staring at the dim sky.

He wanted to make a phone call to inform Qin Shouza, however, Qin Shouza's call came first.

"It's over......"

There was a hoarse voice on the phone, and there was an indescribable pain.

"How could it be over?" Lu Feng's heart beat faster.

"We're fine in China, but something happened in Europe...... An extremely terrible plague broke out in the Western Temple, and in an instant, it spread, and we found that there were demon clans in Europe in action, and it was the demon clan that had not entered the mountains, and it was the former Councilor Rosen who led them, and they fed the Gu poison ...... at the cost of their lives."

He's dead......

All dead......

Although the population of the whole of Europe is not as large as that of Huaxia, after the return of the aura, the birth rate of newborns has greatly increased, and there are already nearly one billion, but all of them have died.

This catastrophe happened when Lu Feng and Venerable Huangjiang were fighting.

Lu Feng was sluggish.

It's no wonder that Venerable Arakawa said that sentence to himself just now before his spiritual thoughts disappeared.

They kept a hand.

The plague is still spreading, and the virus will disappear when it reaches a certain range, but apparently it is not enough now.

Who can resist?

At least one strong man in the Bigu Realm must appear.

"Projected death, two billion ......"

Lu Feng opened his mouth, and he suddenly remembered that Master Yunmu of the Three Immortal Sects seemed to have rushed from the Western Temple before fighting him, and maybe it was at that time that he had laid the groundwork.

It's ridiculous that the high priest of the Western Temple has always thought that he is standing with the mountain people.

"Congressman Edmund, you're crazy. Qin Shouzao said in a deep voice.

Who can not be crazy?

Edmund had already calculated, he stayed in Huaxia because of the matter of the Monk Alliance, but he escaped this catastrophe.

It is estimated that this time, even Mo Guantian did not calculate that the guys from the temple would come to such a hand.

Mutated crows, with sharp wings, streaked across the city's skies, tyrannically charging at the vultures.

One aimed at Lu Feng and rushed towards him, hissing.

Even the crows have spirituality, knowing that Lu Feng is weak at this time, but his cultivation is strong, which is the best tonic.

"The world is in chaos......"

Lu Feng sighed.

He tugged at his torn shirt, and the wound was slower to recover this time, because it wasn't an ordinary injury.

He glanced at the crow, reached out to support the ground, and slowly stood up.

He was lying and was an underdog.

When he stood up, he was a god.

The crow's body burst open, blood splattered, black feathers flew, and the movement here attracted the attention of the group of vultures and crows, no longer fighting with each other, but looking at Lu Feng in unison, wanting to devour Lu Feng, but very jealous.

"Lu Feng, is there no way?" Before the call hung up, Qin Shouzuo was grieving, or rather, all mankind was grieving.

What's the solution?

"Qin Shouza, I'm powerless. ”

"Ouch......" There was a heavy sigh from the other side.

Lu Feng dragged his tired body, using a knife as a crutch, and walked in this desolate city.

There are no people on this side of the city, but on the other side, there are still many people alive who have not had time to flee or do not want to leave their hometowns.

Lu Feng walked all the way.

Out of the ruins, many people came out.

Among them, most of them are elderly, and there are some search and rescue personnel.

They looked at Lu Feng in awe.

Lu Feng felt the strangeness on his body, and a little bit of spiritual light flickered, which had nothing to do with cultivation, but had something to do with merit.

He saved the whole of China, and these people are grateful.

The merit gathers and the spiritual light condenses, blooming with divine brilliance, just like a god.

This is the Eucharist of Xiaocheng.

It is said that a true saint is not the same as a god or an immortal, this is not cultivation, but a realm.

"Heaven does not show saints, and eternity sleeps. ”

Eight characters are imprinted on the surface of the merit holy vessel, which is scorching and dazzling.

The group of mutant crows and vultures that followed Lu Feng far away suddenly fled in terror and scattered in all directions.

The clouds dissipated, and the sun shone brightly, and it was very warm.

"Lu Feng, just now, Edmund, the high priest of the Western Temple, committed suicide. ”

China still exists, but the west is gone.

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