In the Magnolia Continent, Lin Feng's god clone was staying with Beirut and Qinghuo, and suddenly, Lin Feng, who was originally smiling, had a big change in his face!

"What's wrong?" Beirut asked anxiously!

"My Wind God clone was stabbed by a strange scimitar, and at this time the scimitar is absorbing my blood, and there is no way to pull it out!" Lin Feng's face was pale, and his eyes were full of anxiety. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Beirut and Qinghuo glanced at each other, and they both found the confusion in each other's eyes, the weird scimitar? Can't pull it out?

"What the hell? How can it not be pulled out? Qinghuo asked.

"This scimitar is very weird, as if it has a mind of its own, and this scimitar is not controlled by anyone at this time!" Lin Feng said hurriedly.

There was a look of surprise in the eyes of Beirut and Qinghuo, weapons that could not be controlled by people? It can't be, how can there be such a weapon in this world?

"I haven't heard of such a weapon!" Qinghuo said directly, but his eyes were on Beirut, wanting to know Beirut's answer.

"Such a strange weapon? I haven't heard of it either! Beirut said thoughtfully, his eyes showing deep puzzlement.

Lin Feng's god clone couldn't help but show a look of doubt in his eyes, is it really not? But his own wind god clone will not lie to himself!

"It seems that Beirut and Qinghuo have no way to help themselves!" Lin Feng thought to himself, a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

Beirut saw the helplessness that flashed in Lin Feng's eyes, and his heart moved, but the god clone in Hell was a master of destruction in practice, and he wanted to ask.

After all, the time for Beirut to become the main god is too short, and there are many hidden things that Beirut does not know.

Lin Feng didn't know Beirut's behavior, at this time in the main god's palace, Lin Feng's face was full of pale color, but Lin Feng could feel that the breath of the scimitar was getting stronger and stronger.

Suddenly, Lin Feng looked at his bright red blood, but there was a flash of light in his eyes.

With a wave of his hand, a corpse appeared in front of Lin Feng, it was the corpse of the main god that Lin Feng had put away.

Under Lin Feng's gaze, the scimitar inserted into Lin Feng's body suddenly moved, and it was suddenly pulled out of Lin Feng's body and plunged directly into the corpse of the main god.

Feeling the movement of the scimitar, Lin Feng's eyes couldn't help but show a hint of joy, and sure enough, his guess was right.

Compared to the main god, Lin Feng's blood was completely inferior, after all, the energy in the main god's blood was more.

Struggling to stand up, the wound inserted by the scimitar did not have the slightest blood flowing, but the blood around the wound had been absorbed by the scimitar.

Looking at the scimitar that was deeply inserted into the main god's body, Lin Feng's eyes showed a deep look of jealousy, but suddenly, Lin Feng's gaze froze.

There is a big hole behind the main god, but there is no armor to cover it, but this big hole is very clear.

Looking at the rotten flesh around the main god's wound, Lin Feng's eyes showed a strong look of shock, could it be said that the main god was fighting with Lin Feng and the others with such injuries?

Realizing this, Lin Feng's eyes couldn't help but show a hint of admiration, the strong will always be respected.

The black general in his hand swiped lightly and took out the main godhead in his mind.

The black main godhead does not have the slightest energy fluctuation, but it has a strong coercion.

Feeling the coercion of the main godhead, the corners of Lin Feng's mouth couldn't help but let out a sigh, for this main godhead, how many strong people's lives were paid.

At this moment, Lin Feng felt how heavy the main godhead in his hand was, which was exchanged for the lives of many strong people!

Glancing at the scimitar that was still stuck in the corpse of the main god, a panic flashed in Lin Feng's eyes, and he gently lifted the corpse of the main god.

The cyan light flickered above the black sword, slashing lightly around the corpse of the main god, and a violent spatial crack appeared, and a powerful attraction came out.

With a slight push, Lin Feng pushed out the corpse of the main god in his hand, although the corpse of the main god was good, but now for Lin Feng, it was enough to get the main godhead.

The powerful spatial turbulence swept away the corpse of the main god, but the scimitar inserted on the corpse of the main god did not move at all, perhaps disdainful, or perhaps already asleep.

The black sword in his hand was clenched, and it wasn't until Lin Feng saw that the spatial crack was repaired, but Lin Feng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Putting away the black sword, Lin Feng quickly walked around the main god's palace, his eyes flashing with a hint of ease.

One by one, the space rings of the strong were found by Lin Feng and put away casually, so it can be regarded as waste recycling.

You must know that Lin Feng is very poor now, and the space ring has become extremely empty, which makes Lin Feng want to fill the space ring very much.

Finally, Lin Feng came to the Venerable Lord's side, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. Lin Feng found that although the Venerable Lord's aura was very weak, it had not disappeared, could it be said that the Venerable Lord was not dead?

Shaking his head, Lin Feng didn't think about this question, whether the Venerable Lord was dead or not, it had nothing to do with Lin Feng.

With a flicker in his eyes, Lin Feng saw the space ring on the Venerable Lord's finger, and his hand stretched out slightly, wanting to take off the space ring.

Suddenly, the Lord's hand stretched out and grabbed Lin Feng's hand tightly!

Lin Feng's eyes showed a hint of surprise, could it be said that the Venerable Lord was conscious now? But when Lin Feng saw the closed eyes of the Venerable Lord, Lin Feng knew that the Venerable Lord did not have the slightest consciousness.

His brows couldn't help frowning, and there was a hint of thinking in his eyes, and a drop of the power of the Lord God was poured out by Lin Feng and fell directly on the wound of the Lord Venerable.

Lin Feng's space ring did not have any healing medicine, although it was sold in hell, but Lin Feng could not use it.

All right! Actually, it was Lin Feng who didn't expect it!

The power of the Lord God dripped on the body of the Venerable Lord, and the hand of the Venerable Lord slowly loosened, but the wounds on the body began to repair.

Lin Feng kept looking at the Venerable Lord, but found that although the Venerable Lord's wound had healed, the Venerable Lord had not come to his senses.

"Could it be that he has a damaged soul?" Lin Feng muttered secretly.

If it weren't for the soul injury, then the Venerable Lord would have woken up long ago, and it can be said that the injury on the Venerable Lord's body was not very serious.

But what's going on now? Lin Feng's eyes showed a hint of doubt.

Reaching out to pick up the Venerable Lord, Lin Feng's eyes showed a strange look, the Venerable Lord's body is so light!

The black sword in his hand slashed towards the gate of the main god's palace, and a crack appeared, allowing Lin Feng to easily walk out.

After the death of the main god, there was not the slightest energy supply in the palace of the main god! In this case, Lin Feng could easily break through the gate of the palace.

The sound of the door shattering made the lord's eyebrows move, but he didn't wake up.

Walking out of the palace, Lin Feng looked at the main god's palace again, with a deep sigh in his eyes.

(To be continued.) )