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Lin Feng’s face was extremely cold as he stared at the two women and shouted, "You can stay if you want, or you can leave if you don't want to. Must you leave when she stays? Don't forget, this is my place! “

Lin Feng was very angry, and in a bad mood. Now he heard two women were haggling over each other for something, which he detested.

Qian Jin Cai Yue was quiet, and Nian Ling Jiao had to shut up. They both realized that Lin Feng was angry, so they dared not say anything more. Qian Jin Cai Yue only knew Lin Feng after losing her memory. She was really afraid that if Lin Feng didn't want her, then where should she go?

Lin Feng didn't care about the two women any more. He pushed the door open and left the room directly. With a bang, the two women in the room looked at each other. There was some regret in Nian Ling Liao's eyes. It was the first time Lin Feng got angry with her, because she did go too far.

Qian Jin Cai Yue also didn't think that the man who had always been so nice would be outraged; it completely shocked her. Qian Jin Cai Yue would never dare scold Lin Feng again.

The atmosphere of the whole night was not good. They were both careful not to bother Lin Feng. But what will be, will be. After asking about the top ten geniuses, tonight would be a night of killing from hell.

Lin Feng didn't make a move. Instead, representatives of the various regions killed over a hundred cultivators in the middle of the night. They were all cultivators who supported the break-up. Among them were three Spiritual Godly Ancestors, twenty-five ordinary Godly Ancestors, and more than one hundred cultivators at peak Godly Emperor, a lot of powerful people.

It was a night of killing. There was a smell of blood in the air. Everything was a little weird, but Lin Feng had not been back all night.

——

In the deep jungle of Shi Yu, there were still traces of blood on the ground, and some faded traces of Zhan Qian and Lin Zu. Lin Feng sat for a long time, his eyes slightly wet.

“Son, wait for your father, he will save you!” Lin Feng looked at the dark night sky; the stars were dense, and there was a meteor crossing the sky. Although it was very beautiful, in his heart there was inexpressible bitterness.

“I'm tired. I'm really tired!

“Who can tell me, where is the end of cultivation? Who can tell me how the world can be free of strife, killing, and life and death?”

For the first time, Lin Feng expressed the feelings he had buried so deep. He had worked hard for hundreds of years and struggled for hundreds of years. At last, he was still only an Earthly Godly Ancestor. He was not even an Overlord. There were also the Overlords of the ancient times, the Heaven Godly Ancestors in the legends, as well as Hong Meng and the Ancestral World.

Maybe, there were…

——

That night, Lin Feng thought a lot. Unconsciously, the day began to lighten. Lin Feng glanced at the white and the crimson sunrise on the horizon. The earth was a little warmer.

“It's time to call on people to destroy the Jun Hall!” Lin Feng stood up and clenched his fists, leaving resolutely.

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Zhuang Ling Yun had also thought about it for a long time.. He learned from Song Chou Jiu that Lin Feng had come back, and he had just come back to central Man Yu. When he saw Lin Feng, Zhuang Ling Yun was bitter. His father was already gone; if even the Jun Hall was destroyed, how could he live in the future?

Zhuang Ling Yun's eyes were red with tears. He was just a teenager, but he was under tremendous pressure. He was really afraid that one day, all the family with the surname Zhuang would be killed by Lin Feng. To some extent, was Lin Feng, his adoptive father, the enemy who would kill the whole family?

“Father, are you really going to destroy the Jun Hall?”

Zhuang Ling Yun's thoughts were very complex, so he begged Lin Feng not to destroy the Jun Hall. After all, Zhuang Chong Huan was dead. Wasn't it all over?

A child's consideration was always naive, and Lin Feng could only shake his head and sigh. From the perspective of Zhuang Ling Yun, if he destroyed the Jun Hall, it was really hard for him to accept. To some extent, he was indeed his enemy.

However, this thing must be done. There was no reason to change it. When Zhuang Chong Huan first exposed that he had brought back an Ancient Overlord, had he thought about the safety of all the people in the Eight Corners? Since Zhuang Chong Huan didn't consider it, why would he think so much?

“Ling Yun, your adoptive father is not a saint, and his mind is not open. When your father exposed and framed me, did he think about the safety of the other people in the Eight Corners? Did he ever think about your safety?”

Zhuang Ling Yun listened to Lin Feng's rhetorical questions, but refused to talk. His face was pale. He stepped back and turned around silently. His tears drenched his clothes. What could he do? Lin Feng was determined to destroy Jun Hall, and he could only watch.

As for revenge on Lin Feng? That was impossible. Lin Feng treated him like his son. At this time, he could only choose to forget Jun Hall.

I'm sorry, people with the surname Zhuang. If you were to blame, Zhuang Chong Huan made it irreversible that you would be killed! It made sense for my adoptive father to do so…

"Move out!”

With a big wave of Lin Feng's hand, all the people standing beside him immediately rose into the air and flew straight in the direction of the Mo Forest across the deep sea. At this moment, there was no reason for them to refuse to go. They could only follow Lin Feng and take part in destroying the Jun Hall.

In fact, even if there was no Old Mentor and Ta Zu, Lin Feng and his subordinates could completely destroy Jun Hall, but Lin Feng wanted every cultivator in the Eight Corners to do their part. After all, the punishment inflicted on the Eight Corners came from the deeds of Jun Hall!

In this line, Lin Feng had twenty-five Holy Godly Ancestors, fifteen of whom were new geniuses. Many geniuses also asked to go along in order to atone for their misdeeds. The remaining ten people were Li Ju, Zhan Han, and others, all of whom were senior officials of the Eight Corners.

In addition to the twenty-five Holy Godly Ancestors, there were nearly two hundred Spiritual Godly Ancestors, and more than three hundred ordinary Godly Ancestors, all of whom had been carefully cultivated in the Eight Corners in the past two years. Before, they could not imagine moving on such a scale.

However, Lin Feng still felt that there was a huge gap between the Eight Corners and the Zhen Dynasty.

The Zhen Dynasty was able to muster three hundred Holy and Spiritual Godly Ancestors at will. The Law Enforcement Army and the Fighting Army were half each. How could the Eight Corners achieve such a thing?

Not to mention the Eight Corners, there were not a hundred Holy Godly Ancestors in Ni Huang's hands. Even the Ni Huang family, plus the Phoenix family, the Feng Cai Family, the Kun Peng family, the Jin Wu Family, and the Peacock Family. Maybe there were nearly a hundred Holy Godly Ancestors? It was doubtful…

Compared with the South, the overall strength of the North of the World of Battles really had a huge gap. No wonder there were few Overlords here. The pattern of strong South and weak North could not be changed in a short time. Let alone the East and the West, whether it was the Western Buddha or the Empires, they were all very strong.

Qian Jin Cai Yue and Nian Ling Jiao originally asked to go to the Mo Forest in the deep sea, but Lin Feng stopped them with a glance, and the two women went silent. Qian Jin Cai Yue did not dare to scold Lin Feng as before, and began to realize that this man was not good to provoke, nor was he her servant, and she had no cause to ask him to serve her.

Nian Ling Jiao didn't want to be involved in the affairs between the Eight Corners and the Jun Hall, but after seeing the number of powerful cultivators led by Lin Feng, she could only sigh for the people in the Jun Hall silently. It was never wise to offend Lin Feng. Dong Fang Yu Qing had offended him; how did he end up?

In one day, more than five hundred cultivators led by Lin Feng directly flew to the Mo Forest across the deep sea. The cultivators on the ground felt shocked and scared, covering the sky and blocking the sun, just like the black clouds moving around. The darkness before the storm shocked the hearts of people in all fields of the Eight Corners. This would be their fate!

“Long live the leader of Chief Lin!”

“Chief, destroy the Jun Hall and raise the Eight Corners!”

“Lord Lin, unify the Northwest!”

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Zhuang Chong Yuan had been very upset in the Jun Hall in recent months. He had been sending people to inquire about Lin Feng all the time, but there had been no news for a long time. This morning, his subordinates came to report that Lin Feng had returned to the Eight Corners.

At that time, Zhuang Chong Yuan panicked and hurriedly gathered all the cultivators who had been trained for so many years in the Jun Hall to prepare to 'meet' this nightmarish figure. After Zhuang Chong Huan had revealed the background of Lin Feng, he expected that there would be such a day sooner or later.

“Big brother, you are confused. After so many years of painstaking management, you finally destroyed it with your own hands.” Zhuang Chong Yuan was exceedingly disappointed. Zhuang Chong Huan's painstaking and courageous management had lasted for tens of thousands of years, and the Jun Hall had finally developed into today's strength.

However, in the eyes of Zhuang Chong Yuan, it was not worth letting one thing destroy the Jun Hall, which cost so many years of effort.

“You are a sinner!” The more he hated Zhuang Chong Huan, the angrier he was at the thought that there would be too many powerful people in the hall who would pay the price for Zhuang Chong Huan's mistake.

“Lord of the Three Temples, all the cultivators in the temple have been assembled. There are thirty-two Holy Godly Ancestors, one hundred and fifty-five Spiritual Godly Ancestors, and two hundred Ordinary Godly Ancestors!” When the subordinates came to report, their faces were not very good. They all realized something.

The hall had been full of gloom ever since the death of Zhuang Chong Huan . They all realized that the future was dim. Lin Feng's coming revenge was like a nightmare.

“Should we ask for help from Xiao Hun Hall?” Zhuang Ling Xiao's mother, a beautiful middle-aged woman, had a pretty white face. She didn't want to die, and the child in her belly couldn't die, because this child was the flesh and blood of the hall master. Of course, it was now regarded as Zhuang Chong Huan's legacy by all the people in the hall.

“I have been appealing to them for three days. Ha-ha, I haven't gotten any answer! I don't think they will offend Lin Feng for a place that is about to be destroyed,” Zhuang Chong Yuan laughed bitterly. Who could like that taste? What it felt like to be abandoned by an ally?

The middle-aged beautiful woman was full of gloom and wanted to say that the child in her belly was from the Lord of the Xiao Hun Hall. As long as she said this, the lord of the Xiao Hun Hall would come. But when she thought that if she said this fact, the people in the hall would tear her apart, she was afraid to do so.

Boom!… There was a roar like thunder in the sky above the Jun Hall. The sky seemed to be dyed red with blood. Terror filled the surrounding area for thousands of miles, and the earth was silent. In the deep forest, no matter what kind of magical beast, they all crawled on the ground and howled all over the region.

All the cultivators looked up to the sky. There saw cultivators as dense as black clouds, and their hearts were completely disordered, and knowledge of their inevitable death fell on everyone.

Zhuang Chong Yuan looked up at the nearly six hundred cultivators of the Eight Corners Alliance in the sky. It was Lin Feng with three Overlords. He couldn't help but grin bitterly, "All that should come will come…”

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