"Lin Feng, why are you looking at me like that?" Shi Xian'er frowned slightly.

"It's nothing." Lin Feng thought for a while, and then added: "Xian'er, do you think you might be a reincarnation?"

"Or, could you be the reincarnation of a strong man?"

"I don't know either." Shi Xian'er spread her hands and said, "I don't remember anything, I just remember that I have a lot of treasures."

"As long as you can help me retrieve my memory, I will definitely not treat you badly."

Lin Feng: "..."

The corners of Lin Feng's mouth twitched slightly, he was speechless for a moment.

He didn't expect that Shi Xian'er would draw big cakes for him again.

However, Lin Feng did owe Shi Xian'er a favor when he was in the Ancient Sky Secret Realm.

This time Shi Xian'er helped Lin Feng stop a saint again.

Even in order to repay Shi Xianer's favor, Lin Feng has to work hard to help her regain her memory.

"Lin Feng, I forcibly stimulated my strength just now to fight against the saint, and now I can't walk again, I'm afraid you will have to carry me this time." At this time, Shi Xian'er's voice sounded again.

Lin Feng turned his head to look, and sure enough, he found Shi Xian'er frozen in place like petrified.

And the aura in her body also became extremely weak.

In desperation, Lin Feng could only carry Shi Xian'er on his back.

"Lin Feng, thank you for helping me like this." Shi Xian'er whispered in Lin Feng's ear, "I will definitely thank you very much in the future."

"Let's talk about it later." Lin Feng curled his lips, and then carried Shi Xian'er behind his back, and put away all the space rings of Wang Tian, ​​Niu Hantian, Hu Ling Tian, ​​Shi Yuanfeng and others.

Although several saints among them were beaten to death by Ouyang Mingri, the space ring was completely turned into powder.

But Lin Feng still got six space rings from it.

"Lin Feng, I believe you can do it." At this time, Ouyang Mingri came to Lin Feng and said slowly, "You... are the hope of the human race."

After finishing speaking, Ouyang Mingri stepped out and disappeared over the imperial city.

As for Lin Feng, he smiled wryly.

How far he can reach within half a year, he himself can't say clearly.

However, whether it is for himself, for Jiang Lingxia, Lin Xi and others, or for the entire human race, Lin Feng must quickly increase his strength.

Shaking his head, Lin Feng didn't think about it anymore, he cupped his fists at Ji Chengkong, then turned around and returned to Lin Mansion with Shi Xian'er on his back.

"Is that girl next to Lin Feng so powerful?"

Ji Chengkong looked at Lin Feng's back, and sighed: "That girl is not only powerful, but also looks stunning, and her appearance is as clear as ever. No wonder Lin Feng has repeatedly declined my offer of marriage."

"Forget it, let's go back to the palace first."

When he came back to his senses, Ji Chengkong walked slowly towards the dilapidated palace with the support of two guards.

Ji Qingran stood at the same spot all the time, staring blankly at the direction Lin Feng left.

She admits that Shi Xian'er is not only better than her in martial arts talent, but even better in appearance.

Compared with Shi Xian'er, she was indeed inferior.

But she didn't want to give up.

"I didn't expect to meet Mr. Lin in this way." Ji Qingran murmured, "However, I won't give up."

After finishing speaking, Ji Qingran quickly followed Ji Chengkong's pace.

...

With Ouyang Mingri's deterrence, the foreign race also completely restrained.

The alien races who had been eyeing all around the great dynasties also retreated one after another.

After experiencing this great war, the great dynasties became more and more afraid of foreign races.

The sum of the great dynasties is nothing more than a few saints.

But in just one war, more than a dozen saints from foreign races came.

The difference in the number of top combat powers between the two sides is really too big.

Without the deterrence of Ouyang Mingri, the great dynasties would have been destroyed one after another.

After feeling the crisis, the major dynasties put aside their grievances one after another, and began to cultivate their own forces to prepare for the next big war.

The geniuses of the Holy Dynasty also practiced harder.

They know very well in their hearts that only by improving their own strength can they save their lives and defend their home and country in the next war.

...

Dongling pilgrimage.

Tianshan Temple.

An old monk is sitting cross-legged on the ground, clasping his hands together, reciting Buddhist scriptures.

The little bald monk knelt aside, silent.

Looking carefully, this bald young monk is exactly Miaokong.

"Miaokong, have you thought it through? If the restriction on your body is lifted, the demon in your body will no longer be suppressed." At this time, the old monk spoke.

"Master, I need power, and I need enough power." Miao Kong said firmly: "Nowadays, the alien race is rising, and the human race is weak."

"Although Senior Ouyang has temporarily deterred the alien race and prevented them from acting rashly, if Senior Ouyang's lifespan is exhausted, both the Dongling Dynasty and the human race will be in crisis again."

"That's why I must have strong power, enough power to protect myself, to protect the Dongling Dynasty, and to protect the human race."

"Miao Kong, do you know that if you lift the prohibition, the current you will probably be swallowed by the devil in your body, and the current you will cease to exist." The old monk's voice sounded again.

"Master, the devil in my body hates the alien race the most. Even if he comes out, he will only slaughter the alien race. This is a good thing for the human race."

"But you, will cease to exist."

"Master, if the devil in my disciple can save Tianshan Temple and you in the future, even if my disciple is swallowed up by him, I will admit it."

"Miaokong, you'd better think it through before you come to find me as a teacher."

"Master, there's no need, this disciple has made up his mind, please help me to lift the restriction on me."

"Miaokong..." The old monk sighed softly, and finally compromised: "Forget it, I can lift the restrictions on you as a teacher, but I will not release all the restrictions for you as a teacher."

The old monk thought for a while and continued: "As a teacher, I can only lift three restrictions for you at most."

"Three ways..." Miao Kong hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said: "Three ways are also fine, please master to lift the restraint for this disciple now."

"In this case, I will act as a teacher." The old monk slowly raised his hand and began to recite scriptures.

Big golden characters spit out from the mouth of the old monk suddenly, and poured into Miaokong's body.

...

Dongling pilgrimage.

Castle Peak Taoist Temple.

A Taoist priest is digging a weed-covered grave with a hoe.

Looking carefully, this Taoist priest is Duan Sande.

I don't know how long it took to dig, but a huge deep pit has been dug out of the entire tomb.

A pitch-black ancient coffin also slowly appeared in front of Duan Sande.

Kaka!

Duan Sande put his hands on the coffin board and pushed it hard.

But this coffin does not know what kind of material it is made of, and the coffin board is extremely heavy.

Even with Duan Sande's strength, he could only move the coffin board slowly.

It wasn't until Duan Sande was sweating profusely and panting that the coffin board was completely pushed away by Duan Sande.

An extremely well-preserved corpse has once again seen the light of day.

And in the hands of this corpse, it was tightly holding a crystal ball the size of a thumb.

"Brother, thank you for keeping the crystal for me for so long." After Duan Sande took the crystal ball, he said again: "By the way, brother, let me discuss something with you. Anyway, you have already fallen now. If you want Why don't you use your fleshly body?"

"If you disagree, shake your head, if you agree, keep silent."

"Brother, since you don't speak, it means you agree."

Duan Sande smiled, and took away the corpse in the coffin.

After doing all this, he turned and left, leaving only a messy grave.

...

Gu Yue pilgrimage.

A piece of desolate Gobi is covered with thick ice crystals.

Even most of the void was completely frozen.

boom!

At this time, a deafening explosion suddenly resounded.

A figure spat out blood, flew upside down, smashed hard on the ground, and shattered the surrounding ice crystals.

"Hu Fengyu, with your strength, if you meet a saint of a foreign race, you will definitely die." At this time, the ice saint put his hands behind his back, looked at the man below, and said in a deep voice: "Senior Ouyang burned his vitality, and he won't last long .”

"During this time, you have to get stronger."

"The entire Gu Yue pilgrimage needs your protection."

"Master, it's simply impossible to achieve a substantial improvement in a short period of time. Even if you kill me, I won't be able to soar into the sky." Hu Fengyu's cheeks twitched violently.

"Since that's the case, I can only kill you." The Bing Sheng had no expression on his face, and shot again.

Hu Fengyu was full of despair.

During this period of time, he was beaten by the Ice Saint every day. No one can experience this kind of pain.

Boom!

Before Hu Yufeng could think about it, the berserk force had already exploded.

He was also blasted out by the Ice Saint again.

...

Similar scenes also happened in the major holy dynasties.

Now the arrogances of the great dynasties have all entered the craziest cultivation.

They knew very well in their hearts that Ouyang would not last long tomorrow.

Once Ouyang Mingri falls, the foreign race will strike again.

During this period of time, they must quickly improve their cultivation.

Only in this way can they have the power to protect themselves and defend their country when troubled times come!

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