Chapter 2223

The reason why Lin Yin stayed was to give it a try, after all, to see if he could save some lives.

"Think I'll let them go?" Shi Feng still had that sneer on his face, and said, "Woman, except for those who want my life, why have I never given them a chance! They are the ones who want to die!"

Even though I said that, "But..."

And just when Lin Yin said the word "but", Shi Feng immediately spoke again, saying: "Ten breaths, after ten breaths, anyone who is still here will die! Including you, woman!"

When Shi Feng said these words, a cold killing intent emanated from his body.

All of a sudden, everyone in this void felt their temperature drop suddenly.

Lin Yin's eyes were still fixed on that person. At this moment, even she trembled under his killing intent.

At this moment, Lin Yin could feel that if he really didn't retreat here within the time of ten breaths, he would really kill himself.

This feeling is extremely real.

"It seems that I really think too much, how could he fall in love with me!" While thinking about this in her heart, Lin Yin's eyes scanned the crowd again.

She knew that these people, they would not leave Lingxiao Holy Land, even if they died.

"Hey!" Lin Yin sighed again, and then she moved, and she finally left here.

"Heh!" Lin Yin left, Shi Feng laughed with a "heh", followed, his eyes scanned the crowd below again, with a movement of his body, he came to the front of the crowd in an instant, and came to the Supreme Elder Mie Yin In front of him, ask him:

"Old man, where did your Holy Master go?"

Looking at the person who came in front of him in an instant, looking at the embarrassed patriarch caught in his hands at such a close distance, and the Lingxiao Tower, Mieyin's complexion became even uglier, and at this moment, his heart Think about it...

...

Between the quiet and peaceful mountains and rivers, the vitality of the heavens and the earth is extremely strong, rolling and turbulent, like a rushing river.

A mighty and peerless figure floated cross-legged, his eyes were slightly closed, and his face was indifferent. At this moment, he,

Although he was wearing a cyan robe that looked a bit ordinary, it exuded an indescribable divine power, which seemed to be born with him!

He is the supreme Holy Lord of Lingxiao Holy Land, Mo Ruoyan!

Ever since being severely injured by Shi Feng, Mo Ruoyan came here to concentrate on healing!

But that blow was too severe, even though he had swallowed a lot of elixir to restore his injuries and used Lingxiao to return to his body to recuperate, but up to this moment, Mo Ruoyan's injuries were only half recovered.

"Uh!" Suddenly, a painful moan sounded from Mo Ruoyan's mouth, and a look of pain appeared on that mighty and peerless face.

Then, his slightly closed eyes opened, and Mo Ruoyan lowered his head and looked at his heart. At the same time, his hand also touched there, covering his heart.

It was here, when I was in that ancient battlefield, I was bombarded by that evildoer!

Although half of the injury has recovered, Mo Ruoyan still feels the pain here.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Ruoyan's grim and ruthless face appeared on his painful face, and he spat out fiercely: "Jianjia! Jianfeng!"

The current Mo Ruoyan really wanted to smash that kid into pieces.

Taking advantage of his carelessness, that boy blasted him into a serious injury, which almost made him, the Holy Lord of Lingxiao, lose face.

At this moment, the outside world must be talking about his serious injury everywhere. It is estimated that it will not be long before the whole world will know that he was injured by a sword family junior!

"Damn it! It's really hateful! When I recover from my injuries, I will definitely make that kid pay a thousand times the price!"

Mo Ruoyan said again and again, the most cruel criminal laws in the world flashed through his mind rapidly.

Immediately, images of torturing that boy severely, seeing him remorse, hearing begging for mercy, and watching him feel worse than death suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Huh?" But at this moment, Mo Ruoyan's expression suddenly changed, and he stared at his body again.

At this moment, Mo Ruoyan suddenly discovered a force of space rising from his body, and then, a white light shone on his body.

When the white light fell, Mo Ruoyan, the lord of Lingxiao, had already disappeared into this beautiful world.

This world is nothing but a space world of profound weapons.

...

The sky is full of pride, and it is already dusk.

Suddenly, in front of the void where the three hundred warriors of Lingxiao Holy Land were, a white light shone, and then, that mighty and peerless figure appeared in front of them.

It was Mo Ruoyan who arrived.

"Holy Lord!"

"Holy Lord!"

"Holy Lord!"

...

Seeing Mo Ruoyan, people shouted to him one after another.

At this moment, Mo Ruoyan's face of pain and ferocity had long since disappeared. He stood proudly in the void, above his face, and regained his former indifference, mighty peerless, sacred as if inviolable!

Hearing the disciples shouting at him, Mo Ruoyan just nodded his head lightly, his gaze was fixed on the Supreme Elder Mieyin in front of him, and said:

"What's the matter, Supreme Elder? My injury has not fully recovered, why did you let me out?"

When Mo Ruoyan said this, his tone seemed to be blaming.

Previously, I had already handed over the Lingxiao Divine Tower to him. Could it be that there is any situation that he can't control?

Even if he can't control it, why does he still need to let himself out, since the ancestor Yuan Yao is still there?

Although Mo Ruoyan thought so in his heart, he didn't say it out loud. After all, Mie Yin was the Supreme Elder with a high seniority.

"Hey!" Seeing Mo Ruoyan and hearing his words, Mie Yin only sighed softly.

Mo Ruoyan has been recovering from his wounds in his profound weapon space, and he doesn't know that the outside world, his own Holy Land of Lingxiao, has long since changed.

He, the Holy Lord of Lingxiao, has existed in name only.

"Huh? What's wrong? What happened?" Seeing Mie Yin sighing and looking at that old face all the time, Mo Ruoyan felt a bad premonition, and asked him again.

At this time, Mo Ruoyan found out that not only the Supreme Elder Mieyin, but also the other Lingxiao Holy Land disciples all had bitter faces, as if someone had died at home.

Seeing these people like this, Mo Ruoyan felt even worse, and immediately asked them again:

"What the hell is going on? What the hell happened?"

Seeing that there was still no answer, Mo Ruoyan yelled angrily: "Say! Tell me!"

"Oh, what a mighty and peerless Holy Master Lingxiao!" But at this moment, only a young and indifferent voice with a playful voice suddenly sounded.

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