Be extremely tragic.

His eyes widened in horror, full of fear, and the Brahmana master could not escape death.

Disheveled! The corpse was directly torn to pieces by the violent fire and thunder, but Lin Feng was not comfortable, and when the blood vomited wildly, there was already a storm in his body. What's worse is that behind him, the wind arrows struck, one after another, and in an instant-

Absent-minded! Absent-minded!

The tornado struck, and the high priest's eyes burned with ecstasy.

"What a trick to drive away the wolf!" Lin Feng secretly scolded in his heart, but he was seriously injured at this moment.

This seemingly harmless old man, some of whom are far deeper scheming than the Borneo master, the praying mantis catches cicadas, and the yellow finch is behind.

Lin Feng avoided the room, and the injury was on the other.

Burst! His chest was stained red with blood, and his robe was completely shattered. Lin Feng's face was extremely ugly, and it was difficult for him to catch up with the Great Priest with his intact strength, not to mention that he was seriously injured right now, and he was completely led by the nose by the Great Priest.

Velocity!

"Retreat!" Lin Feng was powerful and had nowhere to go, the tornado struck again, and the power was even more powerful, and the high priest laughed loudly, and the distorted laughter was full of pride. One tornado after another completely surrounded Lin Feng, and it was difficult to dodge.

The torn wind, the strong spiritual power, once caught in the tornado, even if it is not crushed by the violent wind, but ......

But they will be weak and completely exposed to the high priest!

At this time—

"Boom!" The sky roared like thunder.

It was a golden war knife that triggered the thunder of the sky, flashing with crystal light, and thunder and lightning were entangled. The Great Priest's eyes widened, and before he could react, the golden war knife was already impartial, like a sharp arrow coming straight to Lin Feng.

"Good!" Lin Feng was overjoyed.

The severe pain affected the injury, but it was difficult to resist the happiness in his heart, and Lin Feng instantly held the handle of the knife, and an abnormal familiar feeling flowed into his whole body. Endless domineering, endless thunder and lightning, Lin Feng suddenly lifted his spirits.

in the mind. The figure in amethyst armor appeared, so familiar.

Warmth flowed through my heart.

"The sky is spinning!" The moment of receiving the knife. Lin Feng slashed out.

The power of the powerful thunder and lightning turned violently, although it was not the power of the purple thunder, but the power was several times stronger than the simple purple thunder knife method! Between the thunder and lightning, the power of the knife move is vividly exerted. The tornado made a terrible sound and plunged into an even more brutal whirlwind.

The High Priest's eyes widened angrily, and suddenly—

"Six-vein Divine Sword!" Lin Feng's gaze glanced across the void, and a figure in a gorgeous costume flashed. With a cynical smile, it was Li Zaosheng. The aura burst out, and the sword light was like breaking through the sky, and the power was only a little worse than his own.

"Title?" Lin Feng's eyes lit up.

Raising his head, one after another fighter planes swept by, and one after another figures appeared, and what was imprinted into his eyes was the face of the Marshal of Justice, a military uniform, and an iron-blooded heart! Look at it and give it a thumbs up. The shouts of countless soldiers behind him shook the sky.

Lin Feng smiled tiredly.

They, here.

…

Counterattack!

Holding the Nine Shadows Thunder Knife in his hand. Lin Feng was like an overlord reborn, his blood was boiling, and he had already thrown his pain out of the sky at this moment.

No matter how serious the injury is, it is not as serious as the heartache.

How can you not repay the unforgettable hatred!

"Boom!" "Boom!"

Lin Feng took the lead, rushing into the enemy formation with one person and one sword, invincible, covered in blood, and the true dragon holy qi surging out. But it is invincible, and no one can stop it. There are ten steps to kill one person in ancient times. Thousands of miles do not stay; Today, ten people were killed in one step, and thousands of feet of blood were all over the ground.

Under the leadership of Lin Feng. The strong people of the ancient Chinese country are like wolves and tigers, and the killing intent that has been accumulated for a long time finally breaks out, and the strong people of the ancient kingdom of Tianzhu and the ancient kingdom of Babylon are scattered like birds and beasts, and they are vulnerable.

The high priest, seeing that the situation was not good, had already slipped away.

…

The battle lasted a full hour.

From Sunset City to the wilderness, all the strong Babylon of Tianzhu were terrified, and their blood flowed like a river. The strong men of the ancient Chinese country were jubilant, and even the soldiers who had always been strong-minded shed tears.

Tears of joy.

This was an unexpected victory, and no one would have thought that the ancient kingdom of China would be able to defeat the alliance of the two great powers of Tianzhu and Babylon, let alone in the absence of Emperor Zhenwu.

Because of his birth—

Lin Feng!

With the power of one person, turn the tide.

At this time, Lin Feng didn't even have any strength left, and after the battle, he found that he was covered in bruises, and he died more than ten times as an ordinary person. The severe pain was in his heart, Rao is Lin Feng could bear it, and he couldn't help grinning his teeth, but his heart was full of joy and peace.

If the heart doesn't hurt, what is a little physical pain?

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The Ancient Kingdom of Babylon.

Mountains of corpses and a sea of blood, and a disgusting smell in the air. It was a giant tower buried deep in the clouds, flashing with the energy of the relics, on par with the sky. Huge stones are piled up, soaring through the wind and clouds, and the momentum is magnificent, piled up into a symbol of the ancient civilization of Babylon——

Tower of Babel.

Here, one sacrifice after another is cultivated, and those with extraordinary strength are even given the power of heaven, such as the Great Sacrifice. The heavily guarded Tower of Babel was a forbidden place in the ancient kingdom of Babylon, but at this time, a figure broke into it.

His face was hideous, like that of a devil.

The green tendons on his forehead were exposed, and from time to time he made a terrible and painful sound.

Zi Aoi!

Covered in blood, his eyes were tired.

Trembling body, Zikui went crazy to the top of the Tower of Babel, there is a legend in the ancient kingdom of Babylon, as long as you can climb to the top of the Tower of Babel, you can obtain mysterious power, become the pride of the sky, gain the recognition of the gods, and open a -

God's Gate.

Sacred Miracles, Hanging Gardens.

Laugh at! Laugh at! Laugh at! The three golden needles went straight into the temple, the zenith point, Zikui was possessed like a demon, screaming hysterically, blood appeared, and burst out with unprecedented power. He is completely open-minded, and all those who commit great treachery and evil must have great perseverance.

Zikui, quite ruthless!

Ruthless to yourself, more than anyone else!

…

"Get out of here!"

"All to !! Death"

……

Zi Kui, burst out with the last strength.

Zikui, who did not hesitate to harm herself, rushed through the last two floors of the Tower of Babel, and entered the depths of the clouds, bathing her whole body with a thousand rays of light in an instant, and her blood-covered pupils seemed to see the kingdom of heaven, the ocean of the garden, shrouded in the clouds.

At this moment, Zikui's anger seemed to be extinguished by the power of holiness.

The injuries in his body recovered in an instant, and a new force came to Zikui's body, and powerful seeds sprouted deep in his heart. Zikui's eyes widened in shock, feeling that the soul of talent was instantly improved, and in the fabulous garden in front of him, it seemed that a gate to heaven was opened.

Miracles, Hanging Gardens!

Zikui's eyes flashed, she looked up to the sky and laughed, and jumped into the fairyland-like garden and entered the gate that led to nowhere.

The door of God slowly closes.

The shadow of the hanging garden disappeared like a mirage, as if a giant beast had devoured Zikui. The Hanging Gardens of the Holy Miracle have always been just a legend, except that the Tower of Babel still exists, and the clouds are gradually returning to normal, as if nothing had happened.

But at this point—

"Wow!" A terrifying and terrifying black shadow appeared in the air.

The stars flickered, mysterious and terrifying.

… (To be continued)