Chapter 4917: Tragic

The face of the holy lord is a little bit more gray.

He actually knew very well that even if the last group of people were sent out, they might not be able to thrive and survive forever.

"Also."

As if to figure out something, the Holy Lord raised his head and looked at the sky, "Since everyone has made their own choice today, and the enemy is here now, boys, then be brave and take action. Everything is destroyed."

There was a little more smile on the face of the Holy Lord, the corners of his mouth curled up, and his expression became a little more calm, "Let our last battle, do not leave any regrets!"

As the voice of the Holy Lord fell, all the disciples of the Holy Land seemed to be bewitched in an instant. All the disciples of the Holy Land raised their heads, and the colorful rays of light enveloped the disciples of the Holy Land. The aura of the disciple began to increase continuously.

The Holy Lord looked at Lin Feng.

"Those children, although they are our descendants, they have not yet carried any of our memories. They are just innocent children."

"Don't worry, I will give all these children to the Huaxia Empire, and let the Empire make choices, and they will survive."

The Lord nodded.

With Lin Feng's promise, he knew that he could start his campaign without worry, the ghost market.

There is only one ghost city left in the heart of the Holy Lord at this moment.

"Holy Lord, do you really want to do everything?"

Standing in the air, Zhao Cheng looked at the holy master who was preparing to fight for ascites, and his heart trembled.

If the Holy Lord really did just that, it would not be a good thing for him.

"Since everyone is standing here, it's not a battle for ascites, what is it?"

The holy lord raised his head and said, "Ghost lord, it was your ghost market that broke the contract first. My holy land can't solve you, but our children, that's not to be slaughtered."

"I can see it."

Zhao Cheng laughed, "But, is it worth it? Give your remaining children to our ghost market. My ghost market only needs part of it. I promise to let them live."

"Haha!"

The holy lord laughed, and the breath of his body was constantly undulating, "Ghost Lord, why should I believe you?"

The Holy Lord's breath fluctuated a little, and he rushed directly towards Zhao Cheng.

"The last battle."

Lin Feng looked at the two people facing each other in the air and heaved a sigh of relief, but his body fell directly into the whirlpool. They were all children, and many of them were ignorant.

Lin Feng sighed and waved his hand, which directly caused the children to fall into a deep sleep, and instead put the children into the Dinghai God Pearl and left the Holy Land.

As soon as Lin Feng left, the entire vortex revolved faster.

Zhao Cheng also saw a difference in the sky. After seeing this scene, his eyes changed.

"what are you going to do?"

"We are already prepared."

There was a strange smile on the Lord’s face, as if he had thrown away the burden on his body, and the smile on his face became indifferent. "This is only our last choice. Since you are not tolerant of us, we naturally don’t want it. Keep what you mean, this result is really good."

"All are dead, and your inheritance will be cut off in the future."

"What about broken?"

The Holy Lord chuckled, "Actually, it should have been broken a long time ago. We should have made it clear many years ago. In fact, everything has come to an end a long time ago. It's just that we can't bear it. We are still reluctant to give up. Nostalgia, but what should we miss?"

"We should actually follow our planet and destroy it together."

"So, did you give up?"

Zhao Cheng looked down at the Holy Lord, "I'm just out of helplessness to deal with you."

"There is not much difference between the ghost market and our holy land, why bother to let others do what you should do. What should perish, in fact, should have perished long ago."

"I'm not convinced!"

Zhao Cheng looked down at the Holy Lord, "We Kong Clan are the proud sons of heaven. God has given us unique treatment. Why should we destroy us in the end? Why?"

There was a smile on the face of the Holy Lord. As his hand fell, the whole holy land exploded in an instant. In the deep sea, countless water directly flew into the sky, reflecting the colorful rays of light under the sun. An aura of destruction enveloped all the ghost city cultivators in the air, and as this aura fell, countless ghost city disciples began to mourn Qi Ali.

Lin Feng led everyone directly out of this area.

"That is the practice of their world. After this battle, there are probably very few disciples who can survive in the Holy Land."

"What about then?"

"The people who should go are gone. They may, nothing more than survive. Let them survive."

Hearing Lin Feng's words, everyone nodded.

Anyone who can survive is completely disabled under this explosion~www.wuxiaspot.com~ A disabled cultivator, just like a mortal, it is not easy to survive.

Lin Feng took everyone straight away and returned to the imperial capital.

There seemed to be a bit of tragic status in the sky, and Lin Feng sat by the window with a bit of sadness in his eyes.

Shi Ningxue appeared beside Lin Feng.

"I thought you disappeared completely."

"You gave him hope."

Seeing Lin Feng, Shi Ningxue paused and said in a low voice, "Actually, he should have understood it long ago."

"probably."

Lin Feng rested his head, "So, is this the last force of your thoughts?"

"It's the last power of thought attached to it."

Shi Ningxue looked at Lin Feng, nodded, and said, "This is reality. Our fairyland is not a perfect world. Places like the mica star and the earth belong to our world, but because they hide It's enough behind him, so it can't border the fairy world, but this is also a good thing."

Shi Ningxue looked down at Lin Feng, "It took me tens of thousands of years to solve the mystery that I couldn't solve. You only solved it in thousands of years."

"What's left?"

Lin Feng sat there, saw Shi Ningxue's appearance, smiled, and asked.

"It's the last living hope. Have you seen that those cultivators who have destroyed the planet and even the tree of their lives have tried every means to find a way to survive. In fact, everything in this world It's sad."

Shi Ningxue sat beside Lin Feng, "Some people can bear it, some people can't bear it."

"Since your consciousness is still there, I won't ask you about it. Tell me about the ghost market."

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