Chapter 4917 Tragic

The Holy Lord's face looked a little more defeated.

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

"That's fine."

As if he had figured something out, the Holy Lord raised his head and looked at the sky, "Since everyone has made their own choices today, and the enemy is here now, children, then be brave and take action here. Everything, destroy everything."

The Holy Lord had a smile on his face, raised the corners of his mouth, and looked a little calmer, "Let's not leave any regrets in our final battle!"

As the voice of the Holy Lord fell, all the disciples of the Holy Land seemed to be bewitched by something in an instant. All the disciples of these Holy Lands raised their heads, and the colorful light enveloped the disciples of these Holy Lands. Then, these Holy Land disciples The aura on the disciple's body began to increase continuously.

The Holy Lord looked at Lin Feng.

"Although those children are our descendants, they do not carry any of our memories yet. They are just innocent children."

"Don't worry, I will hand over all these children to the Chinese Empire and let the Empire make the choice. They will survive."

The Holy Lord nodded.

With Lin Feng's promise, he knew that he could safely start his battle against the ghost market.

At this moment, the Holy Lord only has a ghost market left in his heart.

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

Zhao Cheng stood in mid-air, his heart trembled as he looked at the Holy Lord below who was preparing to fight.

If the Holy Lord really takes action like this, this is not a good thing for him.

"Since everyone is standing here, what is it if it's not a fight with ascites?"

The Holy Lord raised his head and said, "Ghost Lord, it was you, the Ghost Market, who broke the contract first. Our Holy Land cannot deal with you, but our children are not at the mercy of others."

"I can see it."

Zhao Cheng chuckled, "But is it worth it? Give the rest of your children to our ghost city. We only need some of them. I promise to keep them alive."

"Ha ha!"

The Holy Lord laughed, and the breath in his whole body was constantly rising and falling, "Ghost Lord, why should I believe you?"

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

"The final battle."

Lin Feng looked at the two people facing each other in the air and breathed a sigh of relief, but his body fell directly into the vortex. They were all children, and many of them still had ignorance in their eyes.

Lin Feng sighed, waved his hand, and directly put the children into a deep sleep. He then put the children into the Dinghai Divine Pearl and left the holy land.

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

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

"what are you up to?"

"We have been prepared for a long time."

There was a strange smile on the Holy Lord's face, as if he had thrown away the burden on his body, and the smile on his face was a little indifferent, "This is just our last choice. Since you can't tolerate us, we naturally don't ask for it." Keep it to yourself, this result is really good."

"They are all dead. From now on, your inheritance will be cut off."

"So what if it's broken?"

The Holy Lord chuckled, "Actually, it should have ended long ago. Many years ago, we should have understood that everything has actually come to an end long ago. It's just that we can't let it go. It's us who are still reluctant to let go. We are nostalgic for it, but what should we be nostalgic for?"

"We should actually be destroyed along with our planet."

"So, you just gave up?"

Zhao Cheng lowered his head and looked at the Holy Lord, "I'm just dealing with you out of helplessness."

"There's not much difference between the ghost market and our holy land. Why bother letting others treat you as you are? What should be destroyed should have been destroyed long ago.

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"I don't accept it!"

Zhao Cheng lowered his head and looked at the Holy Lord, "We, the Kong Clan, are the proud sons of Heaven. God has given us unique treatment. Why does it destroy us in the end? Why?"

A smile appeared on the face of the Holy Lord. As his hand fell, the entire Holy Land exploded in an instant. In the deep sea, countless water flew directly into the sky, refracting colorful rays of light under the sun. A breath of destruction enveloped all the Ghost Market cultivators in the air. As the breath fell, countless Ghost Market disciples began to mourn.

Lin Feng took everyone directly out of this area.

"That is a technique that belongs to their world. After this battle, there are probably only a few disciples in the Holy Land who can survive."

"What should we do?"

"Everyone who should leave has left. They just want to survive. Let them survive."

After hearing Lin Feng's words, everyone nodded.

Those who could survive were completely crippled by this explosion. It is no longer easy for a crippled cultivator to survive just like a mortal.

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

There seemed to be a bit of tragedy in the sky. Lin Feng was sitting by the window, with a touch of sadness in his eyes.

Shi Ningxue appeared next to Lin Feng.

"I thought you had completely disappeared."

"You gave him hope."

Seeing Lin Feng, Shi Ningxue paused and whispered, "Actually, he should have understood it a long time ago."

"I guess so."

Lin Feng rested his head on his hands, "So, this is the last power of your mind?"

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

Shi Ningxue looked at Lin Feng, nodded, and said, "This is reality. Our fairy world is actually not a perfect world. Places like Mica Star and Earth, although they also belong to our world, are hidden because of their I’m far enough behind that I can’t communicate with 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 but I couldn't solve the mystery. You can solve it in just a thousand years."

"What's left?"

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

"It is the last hope of living. Did you see that those cultivators who destroyed the planet and even destroyed their tree of life are trying every means to find a way to survive. Everything in this world, in fact, Very sad."

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

"Since you are still conscious, I won't ask you these questions. Tell me about that ghost market."

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