Chapter 4431
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"Damn it. Two Quasi-True Immortals. This is really over. There's no need to fight anymore. Let's just surrender …"
Lin Feng could not help but mutter to himself.
Two Quasi-True Immortals. This was too scary.
The cultivators of the Holy Spirit Race were clearly no match for two Quasi-True Immortals.
Even if the Holy Spirit Race had three Heaven Immortal experts.
Even though there was only a thin line between Heaven Immortals and Quasi-True Immortals, the difference in strength was simply too great.
Lin Feng planned to find an opportunity to escape. The Holy Spirit Race was completely done for.
Lin Feng did not want to be buried with the Holy Spirit Race. Lin Feng planned to take Mu Aoshan away as well.
If this woman did not follow him, he would carry her away.
Such a peerless beauty must not die here.
If Mu Aoshan were to die here, wouldn't Lin Feng be heartbroken?
If there was a chance …
Lin Feng wanted to take Mu Xinlan and her siblings away as well.
He had saved the three of them back then. He could not save them for nothing.
Lin Feng quietly walked in the direction of Mu Aoshan.
The two Quasi-True Immortals would probably kill the three Heaven Immortals of the Holy Spirit Race first.
At this moment …
This was his only chance to leave.
If he could not leave at this moment …
Then …
Lin Feng estimated.
There was an eighty percent chance that he would lose his life here.
Lin Feng did not want to die here.
…
"How glorious was our Holy Spirit Race back then? How strong were we? To think that we would end up being bullied by everyone. How hateful! If it were back then, we would be able to destroy you rascals with a snap of our fingers! "
Elder Qingshan's expression was extremely terrible.
Elder Qingshan had experienced the glory of the Holy Spirit Race back then.
At their most glorious time …
Tens of thousands of races came to greet them.
Wherever the people of the Holy Spirit Race went, they would be surrounded by stars.
But now, the situation had changed drastically. The Holy Spirit Race was about to be wiped out.
When the Holy Spirit Race was at their peak, Elder Qingshan was still young.
He could be considered as one of the witnesses who watched the Holy Spirit Race decline step by step.
Later on …
Elder Qingshan did not want to see the Holy Spirit Race continue to decline like this.
Thus, he sealed himself.
He hoped that after countless years, the Holy Spirit Clan would be able to sweep away their decline and become powerful again.
However, it was a pity.
The current Holy Spirit Clan was even weaker than when Old Man Qingshan had sealed himself.
"Old bastard! Are you still living in the past? The Divine Spirit Race is no longer at its peak. The Divine Spirit Race has already declined. This is an indisputable fact. The Divine Spirit Race is destined to be eliminated by history! "
Chu Xicang said mockingly.
Old Ancestor Huan Yu said, "Brother Chu, there's something wrong with what you said. The Sacred Spirit Race wasn't eliminated by history, but by us!"
"Daoist Brother Huan Yu is right! Let's kill the three of them now! "
Chu Xicang said.
"Of course, no problem …"
Ancestor Huan Yu nodded.
In order to prevent the three Heavenly Immortals from the Holy Spirit Race from escaping, the three great Heavenly Immortals from the three great powers from the three great Heavenly Immortals from the three great Heavenly Immortals from the three great Heavenly Immortals from the Holy Spirit Race from escaping.
Therefore, the attacks of the three Celestial Immortals became more and more violent.
The three Celestial Immortals forced the three Celestial Immortals of the Sacred Spirit Clan into a fluster.
And at this moment.
Ancestor Huan Yu and Chu Xicang also flew toward the three Celestial Immortals of the Sacred Spirit Clan.
The two of them wanted to take advantage of this great opportunity.
Kill the three Celestial Immortals of the Sacred Spirit Clan.
Once the three Celestial Immortals of the Sacred Spirit Clan were killed …
Then …
The Sacred Spirit Clan would be destroyed.
Lin Feng came to Mu Aoshan's side and directly hugged her.
Then, he carried Mu Aoshan on his shoulder.
"What are you doing? Put me down quickly … "
Mu Aoshan was shocked at first.
Then, she said angrily.
Lin Feng said. "I'm saving you. If we don't leave now, we won't be able to leave!"
"I'm not leaving. I want to live and die with the Sacred Spirit Clan!"
Mu Aoshan screamed.
She struggled violently as she screamed.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
Slap! Lin Feng slapped Mu Aoshan's perky buttocks again and again.
Above.
"Why are you hitting me?"
Mu Aoshan's pretty face was so red that it could bleed.
Moreover, her tearful appearance really made people want to take pity on her.
This iceberg beauty.
When she showed such an expression, it made one's heart ache.
"Staying alive … is the most important thing!"
Lin Feng said.
"Angelica! What's the point? " Mu Aoshan bit her lip and said.
She continued to struggle.
Her struggle became more and more intense.
Lin Feng could not be bothered with Mu Aoshan's struggle. After she survived, she might hate him for a while.
But in the end, she would definitely be grateful to him.
Staying alive.
No matter when.
It was better than dying.
…
Lin Feng was about to carry Mu Aoshan and leave quickly. But at this moment.
A cold snort resounded between heaven and earth.
Boom!
Then, a terrifying aura spread out from the void.
This aura was equally terrifying.
An old man stepped out from the void.
This was an extremely old man.
Moreover.
He only had one leg left.
The other leg was nowhere to be found.
After the old man appeared, he waved his sleeves.
Terrifying energy poured out and blasted toward the two Quasi-True Immortals, Patriarch Huan Yu and Chu Xicang.
The two Quasi-True Immortals' expressions changed slightly.
They hurriedly struck out with their palms.
Bang! Bang!
They collided with the one-legged old man's attack.
Then, the two quickly retreated.
"Old man, you're actually not dead …" When he saw the one-legged old man.
Patriarch Huan Yu's expression changed slightly.
But when he saw the one-legged old man only had one leg left …
A sinister expression appeared on his face.
"It's the Patriarch! The Patriarch is actually not dead!"
Mu Aoshan, who was carried on Lin Feng's shoulder, could not help but be pleasantly surprised when she saw the old man.
Lin Feng stopped and could not help but ask, "Could that one-legged old man be the Patriarch of the Holy Spirit Clan who was rumored to be dead?"
"That's right, it's this Old Ancestor. Even I thought that this Old Ancestor had fallen. I didn't expect that this Old Ancestor is still alive. Now that the Old Ancestor is alive, our Holy Spirit Clan is saved!"
Mu Aoshan exclaimed in surprise. Then, she screamed, "Lin Feng, you big bastard! Put me down!"
Lin Feng put Mu Aoshan down.
Then, he said with a solemn expression, "I don't think the Holy Spirit Clan's crisis has been resolved yet!
"Even though the Patriarch of your Holy Spirit Clan is powerful, he only has one leg left. His combat prowess will be greatly affected!"
"Moreover, I can sense that his aura is rather chaotic, so he must have suffered a rather serious injury and has yet to recover. He's completely relying on his last breath to hold on. In his current state, it's impossible for him to be a match for Patriarch Huan Yu and Chu Xicang!"
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