At this time, Lin Feng really wanted to cry without tears, he had known that such a scene would appear, and he would not die to give the blood-colored giant tree a chance to brush the blood of the saint. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Thinking about the past, the blood-colored giant tree turned up blood waves again and again, obviously relying on the blood of living beings to urge the essence blood of saints. And the probability of this one urging is still so low that it is outrageous, otherwise it would not have been prepared for so long, setting off blood waves again and again.

However, Lin Feng himself had to die, wanting to see what kind of treasure was in the blood-colored lake, but he came to this sad situation, not only was the bamboo basket empty, but no one was allowed to accompany him.

"Does this count, I lost my wife and lost my soldiers!"

Lin Feng, who wanted to cry without tears, saw the phantom of the saint walking towards him and others step by step, and he was a little self-deprecating.

It's not that he doesn't want to escape, but he has been locked by the saint's phantom, and he can't escape at all. As for the surrounding elves, as well as Wen Lan and the others, don't say escape, no matter how much the saint presses, they can't stand up.

"His Highness Lin Feng, what should I do?"

After the elf queen saw the phantom of the saint, surrounded by dragons and phoenixes, accompanied by thunder, and shrouded in the golden light of the Heavenly Dao, her little face was already frightened and pale, without a trace of blood. can only pin their hopes on Lin Feng, the strongest in the field, and what is happening now has exceeded their imagination.

The other elves, as well as the wizards of the Ten Thousand Worlds Trading House, after hearing the Elven Queen's words, looked at Lin Feng expectantly one by one, waiting for him to come up with an idea.

"Damn, I still want to know what to do?"

couldn't help but burst into foul language in his heart, fortunately this group of people didn't know that the target of the saint's phantom was him, otherwise I would have gone crazy and scolded.

However, slowly Lin Feng also found that something was wrong, whether it was the previous method of the Sage Phantom against the Heavenly Dao, or the way he slowly advanced towards Lin Feng and the others now, he couldn't help but doubt.

"Is this really a saint?"

The spell of attacking the Heavenly Dao seems to be a vision of the appearance of the saint, and the way to advance is even more on foot. Not to mention the manipulation space such as teleportation, you don't even need to fly.

"Is this girl trying to scare people to death, or is it not going to work at all?"

"Could it be that this desolate saint has long since fallen, and this saint phantom in front of him is just caused by the consciousness of the saint's essence blood?"

Inexplicably, Lin Feng's brain surged with such an incredible, even ridiculous thought.

Saints are immortal and immortal!

It was hard for him to imagine what kind of existence could make a saint fall, after all, in his cognition, the saint was already the most terrifying powerhouse in heaven and earth, except for the legendary existence of Pangu, of course.

After this idea popped up, the more Lin Feng thought about it, the more reasonable it became.

"Hmph, Lao Tzu is a man who has survived five moves under Brother Pan, what is a saint!"

Sending Wen Lan and the others thousands of miles away, Lin Feng looked at the phantom of the saint who was walking in the distance, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and his own momentum slowly improved, constantly accumulating.

The five elements of yin and yang, earth, fire, feng shui, alternately appear behind the forest wind, and the bright divine light shines on the heaven and earth.

There is a good saying, a loser does not lose.

The real dragon and the real phoenix are counted as a ball, the thunder accompaniment, and the heavenly flash is a bird. Compared with the light, compared with the effect, Lin Feng is really worthy of him.

The five elements of yin and yang, the wind and thunder of time and space, and the laws of the Tao are constantly transformed, and even under the pressure of the saints, there is a tendency to merge. After all, every move of the saint represents the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and now that there is a saint in front of Lin Feng's eyes to observe, it is understandable that he has made some progress.

With the arrival of the saint's phantom, looking at the figure like a mountain, Lin Feng was very speechless, and directly came to the law world, at least to ensure that he could not lose.

Although size is not an indication of strength, sometimes size is an advantage. Think about the Northern Continent, those orc powerhouses will know when they face the giant beast race, it is simply a millet gun fighting King Kong, it is better than a mosquito bite.

After a period of accompaniment, the Heavenly Dao Thunder finally stopped, leaving only the Heavenly Dao brand golden eye flash, staying in the void, paying attention to the saint's phantom's every move.

To tell the truth, apart from the saint's mysterious and unpredictable methods, all kinds of avenue attacks, as well as his strong physical body, the strength of his divine soul that shook off his eighteen streets, etc., he was really not afraid of pure coercion.

Just like the phantom of the desolate saint in front of him, that is, a kind of goods, if you want a means or not, if you want a physical body, it is estimated that you have not even obtained the slightest memory of your life, except for the durability of fighting, there is really nothing.

Lin Feng, who comforted himself like this, faced the phantom of the saint who was getting closer and closer, plucked up his courage and took the lead in attacking.

"Let's have a remote consumption first!"

Lin Feng comforted himself, and the fire of nothingness turned into a fire dragon and roared away directly. It's just that when the fire dragon transformed by the fire of nothingness enters the range in front of the saint's phantom, it directly becomes a remnant candle in the wind. The mighty and majestic fire dragon of a hundred and ten miles, he meowed, and it dissipated directly, leaving not even a small spark.

"Eh, the saint is invincible, it seems that there is something wrong in the direction!"

Lin Feng thought a little embarrassed, and then directly took out the top-level innate spirit treasure that was originally sealed and obtained from the powerhouse of the Desolate Heavenly Court.

As for the spear he forged himself, it was better not to take it out and be embarrassed, in front of this saint's phantom, it was estimated that it was not much stronger than a matchstick.

Although it can't exert the power of this long sword, at least this sword is sharp and hard enough, and the material is good. It's better than letting him bare hands, and copying the guy in his hand can also give him courage.

Directly erasing the seal on the divine sword, the originally quiet divine sword, like a awakened dragon, wanted to break free from Lin Feng's palm.

It seems that the remnant soul of the Heavenly Court Warrior in the Excalibur has not been idle during this time, at least the degree of manipulation of this top-level innate spirit treasure is much stronger than before.

"Since you don't like it here, let's go!"

Lin Feng said that he was very generous, and fully supported the idea that the Heavenly Court Warrior wanted to leave. He was even helpful, pumping his own mana into it and sending him away.

It's just that there seems to be some problems with the direction, his own realm, only let go of the first-line direction facing the saint's phantom, as for the other directions, he directly uses the realm to block layer by layer.

Therefore, the Heavenly Court Warrior in this top-level innate spirit treasure could only rely on the Divine Sword to make a weak sense of the outside, so he manipulated the Divine Sword and shot towards the weak place of the blockade. As for breaking the realm of Lin Feng and escaping into the void, it was simply impossible.

A white ray seemed to run through the sun and moon, carrying endless edges, appearing from Lin Feng's domain, directly loading the saint's phantom, and under Lin Feng's calculations, it flew towards its heart.

In other words, the top-level innate spirit treasure is worthy of being the top innate spirit treasure, especially the attacking spirit treasure with full firepower, and the combat effectiveness is directly off the charts.

Even the Chaos God Thunder, the saint phantom, was directly penetrated by this top-level innate spirit treasure with full firepower. Even the essence blood gem at the core of the saint's phantom appeared, and a clearly visible crack appeared in this accidental injury.

"Ahh

"Ahh

Two screams rang out one after another, one from the Excalibur and then directly extinguished, and the other from the Essence Blood Gem.

"Well done!"

I couldn't help but applaud the performance of the Heavenly Court general, his fearless sacrifice achieved great value, not only severely damaging the guy hiding in the blood of the saint, but also obtaining a trace of fighter for Lin Feng.

Lin Feng didn't hesitate, condensed his own essence and spirit, followed the wound caused by the divine sword just now, punched out, secretly swallowed, and through the saint phantom, directly applied most of his strength to the essence blood gem.