Forge a gold body!

The spirit of the wind should temper itself with the wind of the outside and the wind of the inside.

In the past, he was forcibly interrupted by the demon killing.

After coming back, I encountered this endless beast tide again.

Wait?

Waiting for an external wind source, waiting for a perfect environment for cultivation?

The world never gives you time.

"This world doesn't wait for me, so it's just a matter of time!"

He spoke quietly, but his voice exploded like thunder on the ground.

"The world doesn't wait for him, so it only seizes the day."

Someone muttered through the screen.

In a square, an old man dressed in gray sat on a bench and looked at the huge screen embedded in the building.

On the screen, Lin Tian carried boundless power to kill the endless beast tide.

"This world waits for no one, he has just returned to the human race, and the evil words have already come."

"He passed out in a coma, and the Martial Saint had to target him."

"When did this world wait for him?"

"I won't wait, I won't wait, the more amazing and brilliant people are, the more malicious they are, there are hundreds of people who are jealous of you in this human race, and there are many people in this heaven and ten thousand races who want to kill you."

"Just like the old saint of Lingwu, he has been tragic all his life and has dictated the entire heavens and all races."

The old man smiled and spoke, looking up at the huge screen, tears glistening in his cloudy eyes.

Beside him, the young girl looked over and savored the old man's words.

Looking at the screen again, the murderous figure.

One by one, the color of their eyes has changed.

They saw that there were hot-blooded people who were forging the Great Wall with flesh and blood, blocking thousands of demon beasts.

What they saw was a lonely young man who was caught in the enemy's side.

Even Zuo Changlin has become a supporting role.

Tianjiao is arrogant.

But no one has ever said that Tianjiao is lonely.

But Lin Tian at this moment, or Lin Tian from beginning to end, is lonely.

He is no longer a celestial pride.

Tianjiao can only see his back.

In the disaster relief area, a sky survey ship fell.

Gu Yun looked at the live broadcast on her mobile phone and slowly walked out of the Sky Survey Ship.

just looked at Lin Tian on the screen blankly.

For some reason, his eyes flickered, and a clear spring flowed in his eyelids.

At this moment, I suddenly believed Lin Tian's words.

"I don't have many friends, and if I don't have you, I probably don't have many friends."

The voices of the past still seem to be ringing in my ears.

Gu Yun would always remember some very ordinary words, always at night, at dusk, and in contemplation.

For some reason, I always felt that Lin Tian had been walking towards the endless darkness.

And she can only see each other's backs forever.

…………

"This is the Xifeng Spirit that is directly forced out of the body and the final forging body?"

In the villa, Liu Zihua looked at Lin Tian on the screen and spoke in amazement.

He could see very clearly that a shallow layer of wind had appeared in Lin Tian's skin layer.

This is the phenomenon of the Wind Spirit operating in the body.

It's just that......

"It's too risky."

Liu Zihua opened his mouth hoarsely, and then coughed a few times uncontrollably.

"It's too risky, and now I can't hide my strength anymore, it's okay for the human race, and it's ...... for you"

Liu Zihua whispered dryly.

He kept his strength secret for Lin Tian.

Now within a few days, Lin Tian's strength has been exposed.

This will not interfere with the entire human race, but the ten thousand races will not watch Lin Tian continue to grow.

Once the war starts, this Terran will not be safe.

Liu Zihua looked at Lin Tian on the screen heavily.

For a long time, I sighed.

"It's no wonder that you're too strong, it's just that all this is as you said, and the world is not waiting for you."

Lin Tian was born decades early or decades late, no problem.

The problem is that today's Lin Tian has not yet achieved a Martial Saint.

The wheel of this great world has already rolled in.

"Maybe I'm wrong, maybe you need to go your own way, and I can only look at it for another half a year."

Liu Zihua laughed miserably.

I just hate that time was missed.

Take out a hedron.

Liu Zihua stretched out one hand, and the slightest trace of qi and blood rhyme entered the spar.

"Liu Zihua, what are you looking for me?"

The sound of riding the wind sounded from within the crystal.

In the past, Chengfeng still called Liu Zihua Uncle Zihua, but at this moment, he no longer has the previous politeness.

Of course, Liu Zihua didn't care, and said in a low voice:

"Chengfeng, how long do you have to return?"

"What, now that the Terrans need me, are you in a hurry?"

Chengfeng's voice was a little proud, but he quickly said lightly:

"I heard that you have exploded out of the battle realm, and you only have half a year to live?"

Liu Zihua raised his eyebrows slightly and said:

"Are you happy?"

"Not really, it's just that the war just started, and that's what you're doing."

The Wind Riding Martial Saint is somewhat complicated

Liu Zihua has been pressing the descendants of the Thirteen Fierce Suns for more than a hundred years.

It seems that Chengfeng and Lu Qingqian's generation are both respectful and hateful to Liu Zihua.

But now, I heard that Liu Zihua is nearing life.

A martial saint like Chengfeng will also feel a little lost.

If the human race does not have Liu Zihua, how should the road go in the future?

What's more, now that the war has begun, the fate of the human race is uncertain.

It's a mixed feeling.

Suddenly find that the seniors you have always hated have actually been your spiritual pillars.

And this senior is about to leave, and at the same time, you are happy and afraid of the future.

Yes, fear.

Who will the Terrans rely on in the future?

Li Baiyi?

In Chengfeng's view, Li Baiyi can't bear the human race.

Liu Zihua was a little surprised by Chengfeng's tone, but continued to speak:

"Answer my question first, how long will it be before you get back?"

"Two hours." Chengfeng answered honestly this time.

Liu Zihua nodded and said:

"After you return, don't go directly to the battlefield in the South China Sea, wait for Guan Yin to return, and when the time comes, Yu Chang of the Yu clan will also come, and you three martial saints will suppress it together."

Liu Zihua's voice fell.

Chengfeng's breathing voice trembled, and then said coldly:

"Are you afraid that I will take the credit alone?"

Liu Zihua pursed his lips and scolded in his heart, but at the moment he still said calmly:

"The incident in the South China Sea broke out too suddenly, and I haven't investigated it clearly, but judging from the current situation, there must be a martial saint of other clans behind the chaos in the South China Sea."

Chengfeng was startled, and then narrowed his eyes and said:

"How dare the martial saints of other clans come to my human race?"

"I'm just guessing, but make sure it's safe, wait for Guan Yin and Yu Chang when you come back."

Liu Zihua said in a low voice:

"It's an order!"

"You can't command me yet!"

Riding the wind and drinking low, just followed by:

"I see."

Soon, the communication ended.

Liu Zihua was lying on the bed, showing a sick appearance at this moment, he looked at the ceiling and said:

"Ride the wind, ride the wind, you'd better listen to me."

The greatest advantage of this world is that combat power determines everything.

But the biggest problem, and combat power, determines everything.

Such as the heavens and the like, excellent talent, but extremely poor management ability.

But instead, he became a veteran of the martial arts department.

That's the problem.

No one can judge the actions of the Martial Saint, not even Liu Zihua.

If it was the head of the thirteen scorching suns of the year, Chengfeng must be respectfully obeying orders.

But at this moment, Liu Zihua's order, Chengfeng really won't necessarily listen to it.