"Oh no, the Lord of Destruction is catching up!" exclaimed the three heads as everyone was immersed in grief.

Everyone's faces changed instantly, now, they have gone out of the border of the Broken Empire, and the Lord of Destruction has still caught up, this is too bold, you know, the empire that can be a neighbor of the Broken Empire now, the strength will never be weaker than the Broken Empire, is it, is the Lord of Destruction really willing to provoke a war between the two empires, but also to catch Meng Ji and others?

"Let's go!" Feng Qingyi was also stunned for a moment because the Lord of Destruction actually chased after her, but soon she figured out the reason, they were on the border of the Broken Empire at the moment, and the Lord of Destruction could cross the border with lightning speed and capture them back to the territory of the Broken Empire, just as the Broken Empire would not easily start a war with other empires, in order to maintain the relationship between the two countries, the neighboring countries of the Broken Empire would definitely turn a blind eye to this matter.

"It's useless, the strength of the Lord of Destruction is too strong, we can't escape at all, you leave us alone, let's go!" Seeing that the Lord of Destruction actually chased after him, Meng Ji and the others were desperate, they all knew that the Lord of Destruction was targeting them, so they decided to stay and let them leave.

"Seniors, things haven't gotten to the point you thought, although the Lord of Destruction dares to cross the border to chase us, but it will definitely not go deeper, go quickly, otherwise there will be no chance. Feng Qingyi eagerly persuaded.

Meng Ji wanted to say something more, but was pulled by Feng Qingyi and galloped forward.

Seeing Feng Qingyi leave with Meng Ji, the other eleven people also moved, followed behind them, and galloped forward.

"Brother Tian, let's go!" Seeing everyone leaving, Lu Hao wiped a handful of tears, picked up Ling Aotian's corpse, and galloped away behind everyone.

The crowd left in time, and by the time the Lord of Destruction arrived at the borders of the Destroyed Empire, they were already a hundred kilometers away.

With the strength of the Lord of Destruction, it doesn't take much time to catch up with the people hundreds of miles away, but the Lord of Destruction does not pursue at all, because some Kemengji and others have already penetrated into the territory of another empire, if he rashly breaks in, it will inevitably attract the attention of that empire, and it is unfortunate that the empire where Mengji is located at the moment happens to be the Lord of Destruction does not want to provoke, with a strong unwillingness, the Lord of Destruction stopped at the border of the Destruction Empire, looked at the people in the distance with a blue face, and slashed out with a fierce sword, drawing a huge sword mark two feet deep on the border of the two empires。

The people who had been worried that the Lord of Destruction would continue to chase after them finally breathed a sigh of relief at the moment when the Lord of Destruction stopped, but everyone did not stop, because, once they stopped, it would make the Lord of Destruction feel that they were provoking, and when the time came, if the Lord of Destruction chased down desperately, then they would be in great trouble.

The crowd continued to move forward, and after walking nearly a thousand kilometers, they stopped.

"Aotian!" After making sure that everyone was out of danger for the time being, Feng Qingyi turned around and ran towards Ling Aotian, who was being carried by the green hazy.

After Lu Hao carefully put Ling Aotian on the ground, he could no longer suppress the pain in his heart, and rushed towards Feng Qingyi and hugged her.

"Sister Tsing Yi!" green hazy cried silently.

At this moment, Feng Qingyi was also full of grief, and under the infection of the green cry, he couldn't help but shed tears.

"Alas, Brother Ling, why are you ......" Meng Ji walked over with a sad face, but when he saw Ling Aotian's situation clearly, he couldn't say anything next.

"What's going on?" Meng Ji stared at the scene in front of him in amazement.

Meng Ji's voice made Lu Hao and Feng Qingyi, who were crying bitterly, temporarily stop crying, and looked in the direction of Meng Ji's gaze in confusion.

When the two of them saw the scene in front of them, they were also stunned, because on the huge blood hole in Ling Aotian's chest that had been pierced by the Destruction Lord's giant sword, a trace of white light actually appeared, and under the haze of that white light, his wound was shrinking little by little.

"Brother Tian's wound is recovering!" the three heads also exclaimed.

What's going on? Everyone was stunned.

Meng Ji came to Ling Aotian's side and stretched out his hand to touch Ling Aotian's body.

"Things don't seem to be as bad as imagined, Brother Ling may still have a chance of life!"

"Ah, really, senior, save Aotian!" Hearing Meng Ji's words, Feng Qingyi was very surprised, and grabbed Meng Ji.

Meng Ji shook his head helplessly and said, "Girl in Tsing Yi, I can't do anything about this, I'm just guessing based on Brother Ling's physical changes, and I don't know if things are as I said." ”

Feng Qingyi and Lu Hao were desperate again, originally, they thought that Meng Ji would have a way, but Meng Ji's words cut off their last glimmer of hope.

Looking at Feng Qingyi and Lu Hao's desperate appearance, Meng Ji didn't know what to do for a while, and after thinking about it for a while, he said, "Don't worry about the two girls, listen to my thoughts first!"

The eyes of the two women fell on Meng Ji at the same time.

"Brother Ling has been killed for almost an hour now, but have you noticed that his body temperature has not changed at all, and the white light of his wound is constantly repairing his wound, from this point of view, perhaps, Brother Ling has used some method to hide from the Lord of Destruction, and now, it is slowly recovering. Meng Ji expressed his conjecture.

After listening to Meng Ji's words, the two women leaned their hands towards Ling Aotian's body, and found that Ling Aotian's body temperature was indeed no different from a normal person as Meng Ji said, so they fell on the white light on Ling Aotian's chest.

"It's the Holy Fate!" after probing the white light on Ling Aotian's chest with curiosity, Lu Hao exclaimed.

After figuring out what the light on Ling Aotian's chest was, Lu Hao and Feng Qingyi's faces showed a hint of joy, the two women had heard Ling Aotian mention that he had millions of holy fates in his body, and now, since those holy fates had taken action to restore Ling Aotian's body, it was obvious that Ling Aotian was not really dead.

Although he didn't understand why Feng Qingyi and the others suddenly turned sad to joy, Meng Ji was relieved, from the reactions of the two women, he had already guessed that Ling Aotian should still have a glimmer of life as he thought before.

Since it was certain that Ling Aotian was not really dead, the next thing to do was naturally to wait for him to be resurrected, and all the people began to naturally form a circle, protecting Ling Aotian in the center.

The changes outside did not affect the Holy Fate who repaired Ling Aotian's wounds, and the white light formed by the Divine Fate still flickered unhurriedly on his wounds, repairing his wounds little by little.

It was not an easy task to repair the wound formed by the Broken Lord Greatsword, and it took a full two hours for the bloody hole in Ling Aotian's chest to completely heal.

"Brother Tian!" Lu Hao became excited, staring at Ling Aotian deadly.

Finally, after another half an hour, a powerful aura began to emanate from Ling Aotian's body.

"It's the breath of Aotian!" Feng Qingyi shouted in surprise.

Finally, Ling Aotian's tightly closed eyes slowly opened.

"Brother Tian!" Lu Hao hugged Ling Aotian.

Ling Aotian, who had woken up, looked at the people surrounding him, stretched out his hand and gently pushed Lu Hao away, and sat up from the ground.

"I'm sorry to worry everyone!"

"Brother Ling, you're fine, it's really good!" Meng Ji said excitedly.

"Aotian, what the hell is going on?" Ling Aotian was safe and sound, Feng Qingyi was naturally surprised, but she was even more curious about how Ling Aotian survived that mortal situation.

Looking at the people who were also curious, Ling Aotian smiled slightly and began to talk about his escape from death.

It turned out that when he was fighting with the Lord of Destruction and was forced to have no way out, the Holy Fate lurking in the Oneiroi space reappeared, and the Holy Fate told him that the strength of his enemies was too strong, and the strength of the Holy Fate had not recovered much, so he could not help him fight the enemy, and the only way was to bring his consciousness back to the Oneiroi space to protect it.

Ling Aotian, who had thought that he would definitely die, would not refuse the proposal of the Holy Fate, so the moment his chest was pierced by the Giant Sword of the Lord of Destruction, his consciousness was brought back to the Oneiroi space by the Holy Fate, avoiding the scattering of his soul.

Originally, after the Lord of Destruction left, Ling Aotian planned to return his consciousness to his body, but he was stopped by the Holy Fate, because, if the consciousness returned to the body, the huge wound on his body would definitely affect his recovery due to excessive bleeding, so at the request of the Holy Fate, his consciousness stayed in the Oneiroi space, and those Saint Fates took turns to come out and repair his body after settling Ling Aotian's consciousness.

Since all the Holy Fates had consumed too much strength because they had taken Ling Aotian on the road last time, it was naturally extremely slow to repair the wounds, and it took several hours for the millions of Saint Fates to take turns to repair Ling Aotian's broken wounds, and Ling Aotian couldn't wait to return to his wife's body when the body repair was completed.

After learning about Ling Aotian's resurrection, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, if Ling Aotian really had something long and two short, they would not be at ease, after all, Ling Aotian suffered this great disaster in order to save them.

Everyone broke away from the pursuit of the Lord of Destruction, Ling Aotian came back from the dead, it could really be regarded as a great joy, after everyone talked for a while, they set off again, rushing towards the direction of Fengluo Pavilion.

Destroy the borders of the Empire.

The Lord of Destruction stood in place, watching Feng Qingyi and the others leave, the anger on his face disappeared without a trace in an instant, and a hint of a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.