Chapter 3838
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The Epoch Lost Race.
Everyone had the right to kill them.
The destruction of the various epochs was closely related to the mastermind behind the scenes.
The Epoch Lost Race was also closely related to the Epoch Lost Race.
Lin Feng was also filled with murderous intent towards the Epoch Lost Race.
Among them.
The Black Robe Race and the Black Fog Race had a blood feud with Lin Feng.
Lin Feng had heard of the Epoch Lost Race in the Vast Ocean Realm but had never come into contact with them. He wasn't particularly familiar with them.
However, the cultivators of the Vast Ocean Realm's Lost Race had offended him. This made Lin Feng's murderous intent soar.
"Kid! You're quite capable! You actually managed to dodge my attack! "
The leading cultivator sneered as he looked at Lin Feng with a pair of cold eyes. Those cold eyes flickered with a heart-palpitating murderous intent.
And … he looked down on Lin Feng.
The Epoch Lost Race had always thought highly of themselves.
The Myriad Races were already arrogant enough. They thought they were infallible and looked down on other races. However, in front of the Epoch Lost Race, their arrogance was nothing.
Because …
In the eyes of the Epoch Lost Race, the Myriad Races that had always thought highly of themselves were just a lowly race.
"Someone from the Epoch Lost Race, a cultivator from a lowly race, dares to sneak an attack on me? Are you tired of living?"
Lin Feng stood in the void with his hands behind his back. He looked indifferently at the leading cultivator of the Epoch Lost Race.
After hearing Lin Feng's arrogant words, everyone from the Epoch Lost Race was stunned.
They couldn't believe what they had just heard. Someone actually said that the Epoch Lost Race was a lowly race.
This was something they had never encountered before. Moreover, the person who said this was a mere human cultivator.
In the eyes of the Epoch Lost Race, the human race was one of the lowly races.
The group of cultivators from the Epoch Lost Race gnashed their teeth in hatred.
…
"You're courting death! Do you know what you're talking about? " The leading cultivator of the Epoch Lost Race looked coldly at Lin Feng.
This person was called Mo Tianci.
He was the grandson of the Epoch Remnant Clan's Grand Elder.
After cultivating for a million years, he had already reached the Boundary Emperor Realm.
As a member of the lost races of the epoch, he was incomparably arrogant.
In addition, this person's cultivation was so strong.
Naturally, he would look at others with an invincible attitude.
In his eyes, Lin Feng was simply a jumping clown.
Such a clown actually dared to jump around in front of him. Mo Tianci was even thinking about how he should torture Lin Feng later.
Only by tormenting Lin Feng to the point where he would rather die.
Only then could he.
To vent the hatred in his heart.
… …
"A lowly race will always be a lowly race. They can't even understand human language …"
Lin Feng faintly curled his lips and said.
Mo Tianci's mouth twitched violently.
The corners of the mouths of the other members of the Lost Epochs twitched violently.
Lin Feng insulted Mo Tianci for coming from a lowly race.
It was also an insult to them.
When was the last time he experienced such humiliation?
These Lost Races of the Epoch had already forgotten about it.
Perhaps …
They had never experienced such a feeling in their lives.
These Lost Races of the Epoch were filled with murderous intent.
Their eyes flickered with a cold light.
… …
A cultivator of the Lost Races of the Epoch said, "Master! Let me go and kill this brat! Don't kill this brat! The anger in my heart can't be quelled! "
Mo Tianci's lips curled into a ferocious expression as he said, "Kill this brat! Isn't that letting him off too easily? Capture him alive for me. Later, I'll slice off this brat's flesh piece by piece! " “
Hearing that.
The members of the Lost Races of the Epoch couldn't help but reveal a ferocious smile.
"Yes! Master! "
The cultivator who spoke received the order and stepped forward.
He looked at Lin Feng with a ferocious smile and said, "Little brat! You even dare to mock the Lost Races of the Epoch. Who gave you the guts? Heaven and Earth! No one can save you now. Suppress him! "
The cultivator of the Lost Races of the Epoch opened his hand and slapped towards Lin Feng.
A Fleeting Divine Mountain suddenly appeared on his palm.
The word 'Suppress' was written on the Fleeting Divine Mountain.
The word 'Suppress' was dazzling.
It was very powerful.
It was as if it could suppress the world.
The divine ability that the cultivator of the Lost Races of the Epoch executed was very powerful. It was a suppressive divine ability.
The Fleeting Divine Mountain instantly pressed down, trying to suppress Lin Feng in mid-air.
Lin Feng looked at the cultivator of the Lost Races of the Epoch mockingly. He didn't even move an inch.
"Roar …"
The three-headed viper floating beside Lin Feng opened its bloody mouth and swallowed the Fleeting Divine Mountain.
Then, the three-headed viper swallowed the cultivator of the Lost Races of the Epoch.
"Oh no! This beast is ferocious! "
Seeing how powerful the three-headed viper was, the cultivator of the Lost Races of the Epoch was shocked.
He quickly retreated. At the same time, he slashed out a dense Sword Qi. A sea of Swords was formed and slashed towards the three-headed viper.
However, the three-headed viper was too powerful. Its three ferocious heads spewed out lightning and hailstones, instantly blasting the sea of Swords into nothingness.
As for the cultivator of the Lost Races of the Epoch, he was covered in blood from the explosion of the three-headed viper's attack. He was severely injured and was sent flying.
The three-headed viper opened its bloody mouth again and swallowed the cultivator of the Lost Races of the Epoch.
"Young Master, save me …"
The cultivator of the Lost Races of the Epoch screamed in fear.
"Beast! How dare you? " Mo Tianci shouted angrily.
However, it was too late to make a move now.
The three-headed viper didn't care about Mo Tianci's roar at all.
It opened its bloody mouth.
It swallowed the cultivator of the Lost Races of the Epoch.
It didn't even chew.
It swallowed the cultivator of the Lost Races of the Epoch into its stomach.
Lin Feng said indifferently, "A bunch of trash! You can't even defeat my mount, and you still want to fight with Yours Truly? Aquilo! Swallow all of these blind things! "
"Yes, Great Master!"
After receiving the order, the three-headed viper charged towards the cultivator of the Lost Races of the Epoch.
The three-headed viper was a ferocious beast. It was ferocious by nature. In mid-air, the three-headed viper spewed out a large amount of poisonous fog.
Instantly, a dark green gas filled the air.
The dark green gas could even corrode the void.
This poisonous fog attack was also one of the ultimate techniques of the three-headed viper.
"Hurry up and consume the antidote!"
Mo Tianci shouted with a gloomy expression. He didn't dare to hesitate and quickly consumed an antidote.
Immediately after …
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