Chapter 1399 I am the number one fan of Lin Shen
Feng Feilong's mouth was trembling.
"Forgive..."
Lin Chen nodded.
"Forgive yourself, forgive all the regrets."
"This is not what you want, and it is not the sin you should bear alone."
"Let go of yourself, bravely clench your fists, and let him stop crying."
"In this way, you can break through the limit."
Feng Feilong's eyes, which were originally dim, lit up again.
He looked at Lin Chen excitedly.
"Thank you, Lord Lin!"
Lin Chen nodded.
Swish.
His figure disappeared.
The snow-white space gradually dissipated.
Whoosh whoosh -
Around.
It was a strong wind, flames, and gunpowder smoke.
But Feng Feilong found that he didn't hurt anymore, and all the wounds disappeared.
He murmured again: "Thank you, Lord Lin!"
Looking at the flames in front of him.
The audience in the live broadcast room were so nervous that they were sweating.
"With such a strong power, the uncle must be dead, right?"
"Why is this game so difficult?"
"It's really impossible to play. Come on, horror game, are you shameless?"
The magic cultivator smiled faintly.
"Too fragile."
"I really don't understand how he dared to find such a rubbish subordinate to compete with me?"
"Can't even block one of my moves."
"It's boring."
But the next second.
Whoosh!
The raging fire went out and the smoke dissipated.
Feng Feilong slowly stood up from the ground.
"Don't laugh to death."
The smile on the magic cultivator's face froze instantly.
"What?"
The audience in the live broadcast room also opened their eyes wide.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
The wind here is even stronger.
Feng Feilong stood up, his long hair blown wildly by the wind.
Under his feet, the ground cracked inch by inch.
"But I have never given up because of my poor talent, and I have never given up because of my lack of talent. I am always working hard. I am the number one fan of Lin Shen!"
"Feng Feilong ah ah ah!"
A long roar.
Boom boom boom!
A terrifying momentum burst out from him.
The surrounding ground was exploding.
The cliffs not far away were shaken, and huge rocks rolled down and then shattered in mid-air.
In the woods on the other side, the trees were shaking and leaves were falling.
Seeing that Feng Feilong was not only unscathed, but also had a surge of momentum and his combat power was off the charts.
The cultivator was shocked.
"How is it possible?"
Feng Feilong took a step forward and then leaned forward.
Whoosh whoosh!
The surrounding wind began to gather on his fist.
"A punch for rebirth!"
A fist that no longer cries!
Only kill kill kill!
I have two fists that can open the sky, suppress the earth, subdue demons, and eliminate monsters!
Boom!
He stepped forward.
The speed was faster than before!
After he ran over the fallen leaves, it took three seconds for the wind to arrive, blowing away the leaves and raising a cloud of dust.
The Taoist cultivator immediately took out the talisman and prepared to stop Feng Feilong.
But he looked forward.
There was more than one Feng Feilong!
There were more than a dozen Feng Feilongs in front of him.
They were all aggressive and flew towards him.
"Hurry up!"
He shouted.
Swish.
Baishui came in front of him and opened his eyes wide at Feng Feilong.
Xiaohua's figure appeared in front of Baishui!
This was originally Feng Feilong's weakness.
But now, it is no longer.
Baishui wanted to use Xiaohua to stop Feng Feilong.
But Feng Feilong not only did not slow down, but accelerated again.
His figure went directly through Xiaohua and punched Baishui in the abdomen.
Bang!
A solid punch.
Baishui was hit!
A powerful force burst out from the body, bursting out from Baishui's back, bombarding the Taoist cultivator, forcing him back.
And Baishui's back had already cracked.
This was only the first Qi attack!
Swish!
Feng Feilong's dozen phantoms all moved horizontally towards Feng Feilong and merged with his body.
Every time one merged, it would...
Bang.
A Qi burst out from his fist, piercing Baishui's abdomen, and then burst out from her back, rushing straight towards the Taoist cultivator.
Dozens of phantoms merged instantly.
In an instant.
Bang, bang, bang!
The sound of Qi bursts rang out one after another.
Baishui's slender back was penetrated by more than a dozen Qi in less than a second.
Boom!
A Qi fell on a boulder in the distance, and the boulder exploded.
Another fell on a tree trunk, and the whole tree was blown to pieces.
The Taoist cultivator was unstoppable.
He hurriedly took out the talisman and set up a defensive formation.
After blocking the Qi several times, the talisman burned and could not be blocked!
He crossed his hands in front of his chest.
"Ahhh!"
The whole person was blown back by the Qi.
Wait until more than a dozen Qi bursts.
Feng Feilong slowly put away his fist.
Bai Shui bent her body, her mouth was wide open, and her pair of black eyes were full of shock.
She couldn't stand it anymore.
Her legs softened and she knelt directly in front of Feng Feilong.
She couldn't figure it out.
Why could Feng Feilong hit her.
And it was not enough to hit her, the power was so great.
Her body was cracked.
"Why?"
The Taoist cultivator stood firm, looked up at Feng Feilong, and asked: "Why are you still alive?"
"And how did you become stronger?"
Feng Feilong kicked Bai Shui away.
"Because, we still have Lin Shen!"
Lin Shen?
The Taoist cultivator immediately thought of Lin Chen who was trapped by the lake.
No!
He was trapped.
How could he help Feng Feilong when he was obviously in danger?
This shouldn't be the case!
The audience in the live broadcast room opened their eyes in shock.
"Just now, did Lin Shen come?"
"Why did this uncle suddenly seem to be a different person? Could it be that Lin Shen was playing for him?"
"So strong! We can win!"
Just when the audience saw hope.
Suddenly, other viewers ran in and sent out barrages.
"Brothers, something big has happened!"
"Hang Xiangming, Xiang Shi, people are dying!"
Seeing this news, many viewers immediately ran to the live broadcast room where Hang Xiangming and Xiang Shi were.
The location of the fourth nail.
You need to walk along the cliff where Feng Feilong is, and you will see a wasteland after walking for dozens of kilometers.
The nail is on the wasteland.
Hang Xiangming and Xiang Shi came the latest.
Because halfway through, Xiang Shi's terminal illness recurred and she coughed up blood.
Hang Xiangming persuaded her to go back.
But Xiang Shi said: "No."
"This is the task given to us by Lin Shen, I must complete it."
"Besides, how can I let you take the risk alone?"
Hang Xiangming was heartbroken.
The audience in the live broadcast room couldn't bear to watch it anymore.
He has a terminal illness.
He actually thought so much.
The two entered the wasteland and found the last nail next to the cliff.
This nail is seven or eight meters high, and there are several thick chains wrapped around it.
Hang Xiangming looked at the nail and said: "As long as we can pull the nail out, we..."
The words were not finished.
Dingling.
The sound of the bell came from behind the two.
Hang Xiangming and Xiang Shi shuddered, slowly turned around, and saw Bai Shui's figure.
She stood up from the ground shakily.
Her dark and deep eyes stared at the two people.
"You are the last ones."
The voice of the magic cultivator sounded.
He walked out from behind Bai Shui and looked up and down at Hang Xiangming and Xiang Shi.
He looked at Hang Xiangming.
"You still have some strength."
He looked at Xiang Shi again.
"Forget it."
"How dare you come here, a dying person."