Ling Feng thought that he had misheard, this strong man between heaven and earth who was qualified to claim to be the king actually showed a hint of joy in front of him! That feeling was very strange, and it made him feel uncomfortable.

His face was full of solemnity, and he was thinking about what kind of great battle could make these two terrifying powerhouses fall into a slumber of near death! How terrible was the opponent if they could be seriously injured? Or rather, there were too many kings?

The more I think about this kind of thing, the more terrible it becomes, and it is so terrifying that it makes people tremble! If a big war of that level comes again, then what is he? Is he just a little inconspicuous cannon fodder in the battle of kings? Or he can't even be called cannon fodder, and he just dies in the breath of a king.

Just thinking about it made him feel cold all over his body. At the same time, Ling Feng also became extremely confused, what was the reason for his coming to this world?

He didn't know, so he could only go step by step, accept whatever happened, and if possible, use his own hands to personally clear the fog in front of him.

Only by becoming stronger, stronger, and stronger quickly can there be hope! Thinking like this, he was also stimulated, and guessed a trace of secret from the black dragon's previous words. Isn't the so-called world of great controversy a turmoil?

The reason why the person in front of him can say it so easily is just because he has experienced too many winds and waves, and he is used to it or numb!

This world has never sympathized with the weak, and if he can't become strong in a short period of time, when there is turmoil, I am afraid that he can only die. This kind of ending is something that Ling Feng absolutely does not want to see.

There was a wave in his heart, and all of them were known by the black dragon.

I don't know what the purpose is, he smiled indifferently and said, "If you are a hero, as long as it is wonderful, why do you care about the length of life?"

The black dragon saw through the vicissitudes of life, and he lived too long and too long, even so long that he felt tired and disgusted. However, for Ling Feng, the opposite is true.

Hearing this, Ling Feng smiled helplessly and muttered, "If you can only become cannon fodder, then what's the point of living?"

"Don't worry, as long as you listen to the words of this king, the day when this king recovers, it will be the time for you to flourish!" The king's words, although there was no earth-shattering momentum, shook people's hearts.

Ling Feng didn't doubt the other party's words at all, it's just that how difficult it is for a generation of kings to recover? What's more, he has already been exposed, and it won't be long before it will alarm the entire Tianlu. At that time, there were many strong people, even if it was the remnant soul of the king, they couldn't bear it, right?

Thinking like this in his heart, he didn't show it. Since fate is arranged, it naturally has its reason.

"Okay, the juniors will use this life to fight with the seniors!" After speaking, his figure flickered and disappeared into the distant sky with a burst of light and shadow.

Where they originally stayed, ten guardians appeared. Looking at the direction Ling Feng left, he sighed. There was a trace of doubt in everyone's eyebrows, and they seemed to be able to faintly perceive a trace of danger!

"Is Tianlu going to have a second king?" said an old man with half-white hair.

"I'm afraid so, it's just that kid is young, how is it possible?"

"No, he's been taken away!"

"Hey, is it the remnant soul of the king?"

......

The so-called place of trial is nothing but an endless ruin, beyond which there is grass and trees, lush green. At the edge of the ruins, however, there is a terrifying layer of energy that makes it difficult to get in and out. Inside the ruins, there is not a single grass.

At this moment, Ling Feng was standing outside the faint ruins, his dark eyes looking at the infinite ruins. On his face, there seemed to be a trace of nostalgia, more of a sadness. He seems to have seen the distant time and space, and saw the heroic posture of the gallop back then!

But now, the heroes have been exhausted with the wind and waves of time.

"This piece of ruin has been cursed for eternity, if this king comes to lead, it will definitely be excluded, and then, it will be up to you, this king can only send it here!" said Ling Feng, and a strange wave of fluctuation rose around Ling Feng.

Regaining control of his body, Ling Feng almost stumbled and fell before he could react. He touched his face in surprise and touched his body again, and then slowly breathed a sigh of relief. The snow fox in his arms also seemed to notice something, and immediately threw himself on Ling Feng's shoulder affectionately, licking his face.

"Good, don't make trouble!" Ling Feng was so itchy that he could only comfort and pat Snow Fox's little head. He turned to look in the direction he had come, and there was only an endless forest, without borders. At such a distance, if he flew at his speed, I am afraid it would take two days. And this demon king is just counting breaths, which shows how far the speed has reached.

Turn around, a vast expanse, as long as you walk a distance of more than ten zhang, it is another world. However, before he could appreciate this strange desolation, a gust of decaying wind blew. That yin wind, with a chilling dead air, stung Ling Feng's body from many distances.

Ordinary linen clothes were directly blown away by the rotten wind and turned into ashes. And his body was not spared, and he began to appear dead gray, and his skin was cracked......

The pain of piercing his heart came from all directions, stinging his soul, as if it was about to destroy him completely. Seeing that gust of wind was about to blow in front of him, Ling Feng was so frightened that his eyes were bloodless.

"Seniors, how do the juniors cross here?"

Even a small gust of wind could not resist it, which showed how dangerous this place was.

The black dragon also saw Ling Feng's weakness, and couldn't help but let out a sigh, and between the sighs, there was a burst of sadness at the end of the hero. Once upon a time, he was so beautiful, but now he has fallen to such an end.

After sighing, a thick death aura shrouded Ling Feng's body, forming an incomparably strong protective circle. With the appearance of the Death Qi Shield, that vicious wind blew on his body, and Ling Feng didn't feel the slightest threat.

"Whew~" He didn't have any nonsense, he just took a step forward and walked forward. Even if you know that the road ahead is nine deaths, you can't hesitate. First, if he promised the black dragon, he would do it, which was his principle of life. Second, under the threat of the king, he is not allowed to have other thoughts. Third, in order to be faster and stronger, the only way to do this is to take risks.

"Woo~" The evil wind blew, and he actually found that the young man in front of him was not affected in any way, and in a fit of rage, he made a whining sound. The sound of the wind like the assembly number immediately resonated with the evil wind of the ruins, and one after another the evil wind blew.

They share the same hatred of the enemy, and want to annihilate the invading enemy! It is as if there is a strong will ruling over them, and the enemy will never die!