Chapter 2638: Lin Cong

Destroy the general world, if it is destroyed, it will be destroyed, but the battlefield of the ten thousand races is the will of the heaven condensed from the underworld!
Destroying the battlefield of tens of thousands of races is tantamount to being an enemy of the heaven of the underworld!
How powerful is the heaven in the underworld, and a strand of will falls.
That day Mie was directly obliterated, his eyes were hollow, and his body was lying straight on the ground!
After a while, the will of the heavens disappeared, and the wind was light, as if nothing had happened before.
"It's terrible! It's really terrible!"
Fang Yue muttered to himself.
On the side of the calamity creatures, they want to smash this broom star into thousands of pieces!
Afterwards, Fang Yue stopped shaking. No one believed him because he was shaking!
Fang Yue silently put away the dead body on the ground.
Within a day, the corpses of the two creatures of the fairyland level, fragrant!
The calamity creature side is completely powerless!
Sure enough, dealing with Fang Yue was the most unwise choice, not even one of them.
The fall of the two powerhouses at the eighth level of the Spirit Fairyland was also an extremely heavy blow to them.
Fang Yue's flesh and blood clone strolled back to the deity's side, and then disappeared.
No one answered.
The calamity creature side doesn't even have the courage to stop it!
Da Luo Jinxian's move might directly intensify the conflict between the two sides, and the final decisive battle broke out ahead of schedule.
As for the practitioners below the Great Luojin Wonderland, haha!
People who have confirmed their eyes, but can't beat them!
When encountering the powerful people of the ten thousand races who are at the same level of the fairyland, even if they are powerful and talented, they can still fight dignifiedly, but with this Fang Yue, you don't know how to die!
This Fang Yue is an old yin ratio, a stomach of bad water, and his methods have made the creatures of the calamity feel a sense of powerlessness!
On the side of Ten Thousand Clan, it is as if in a dream!
The surprise came so suddenly, it made them feel like they were dreaming!
In this way, the two elders of the tribulation creatures of the spiritual fairyland level died!
Are these all true?
Isn't it a dream?
"Which one of your tens of thousands will fight?"
The marshal of the Great Luojin Wonderland level in the calamity creature was full of anger.
Inexplicably dead two cadres of the fairyland level, whoever is replaced by them will feel quite uncomfortable!
"Spirit Race, you send people to fight! You are responsible for this misfortune, and you are responsible for cleaning up this mess yourself!"
Xiaoyao Wang didn't know when he would appear, he said with a cold face.
Obviously, Xiaoyao Wang was the one who watched the whole journey. He knew why Fang Yue was angry and why he went on strike!
The people of this spirit race really don't know what is good or bad!
Fang Yue had obviously been helping them before, and they even tried to force Fang Yue's secret.
"My lord, we..."
An old man of the Spirit Clan level looked at Xiaoyao Wang anxiously. He was the strongest person in the Spirit Clan in this world.
The spirit race is not weak, but it is also relatively speaking. It is difficult to have vitality when encountering a number of calamities creatures, one-on-one!
What's more, they are not good at fighting!
Letting them play is almost tantamount to letting their people die!
"You are responsible for your own path!"
Xiaoyao Wang's attitude is even more indifferent!
The spirit race is not worthy of pity, they will make their own results!
The old man of the spirit race looked at Fang Yue.
"Little friend, before I waited, my people had offended things before, I don't know if you can forgive me!"
The old man begged!
If it were a war, their spirit race would have suffered heavy losses!
Compared with face, they pay more attention to the life and death of the strong in the clan!
"No way!"
Fang Yue refused decisively and simply.
These fellows of the Spirit Race didn't know good or evil. He had defended the Spirit Race from disaster before, but they treated him so, such a wolf-hearted race, and it deserved to be destroyed.
"Spirit Race, do it!"
Seeing this scene, the marshal of the robbery creature couldn't help but provoked a faint smile.
There is not harmony among the ten thousand races.
Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.
The contradictions in this area of ​​10,000 ethnic groups are particularly serious.
The battle of interests, the battle of reputation among all races!
Although it was a group of harmony on the surface, it was actually misty.
"Lin Cong, you go!"
The old man of the spirit race said with a sullen face.
His eyes drifted across the body of a third-level disciple of the virtual fairyland in the clan.
The disciple of the spirit race couldn't help stiffening his body.
"I?"
Lin Cong was stunned. He knew that he was not very favored by the clan, but he couldn't let him die!
Lin Cong is not very good at fighting. He is a spiritual plant cultivator. Fighting is a sideline. What he is good at in daily life is to arrange some flowers and plants.
Because Lin Cong's temperament is relatively straightforward, and he doesn't like some messy factional disputes in his clan, he usually hides aside by himself.
Such a move, on the one hand, allowed him to avoid a lot of trouble, but at the same time, it also made him because he has no background and backing, so at this time, he will be recommended by the elders of the clan and become a shield for the spirit clan!
"Yimu Yimai?!"
Fang Yue's eyes stayed on Lin Cong's body for a while.
Originally, he was planning to watch the spirit race suffer a miserable defeat in the hands of the creatures, and let out a nasty anger in his heart.
However, when he saw Lin Cong, Fang Yue suddenly changed his mind!
"Elder, I am a practitioner of the line of Lingzhi. I am not very good at fighting. I don't know if the elder can choose another strong person in the clan?"; Lin Cong is neither humble nor overbearing, and his voice is soft and strong!
He knew that saying this would definitely offend the elders in the clan, but if he didn't say it, once he stepped on the battlefield, perhaps his life would be gone!
"Lin Cong, no matter what kind of cultivator you are, since you have grown up relying on the resources in my spirit race, you should take the safety of my tribe in mind and consider the race behind you! Once the race is in trouble, you should not give up your life. Forget your death and set off for the race?"
The elder of the spirit race said with a serious face.
This made Lin Cong wonder how to refute.
This elder of the spirit clan didn't give him the opportunity to oppose at all. This was a sincere desire to push him out to death!
"Haha! The Spirit Race is really a good method! The Tianjiao, who is the key training of the clan, is reluctant to use it, and actually sends a cultivator of the virtual fairyland level production system to block the gun! Such an action, it is no wonder that the Spirit Race has been among the ten thousand races over the years The status of the country is declining drastically, and every day is not as good as every day!"
Among the calamity creatures, a shadow demon clan at the pinnacle level of the Great Sacred Realm slowly walked out.
Behind him is a scarlet cloak!
The cloak is like blood, giving people a stern feeling!
"Since I am a practitioner who produces a line, then I will not make things difficult for you. As long as you can pick me up with three tricks and not die, how about my calamity being to let you go?"
The Shadow Demon Race at the pinnacle of the Great Sacred Realm said with a smile.
At this moment, the face of the elder of the Spirit Race became gradually hard to look.
This Shadow Demon Race is really poisonous!
He sent this Lin Cong to fight, in fact, there are two meanings. On the one hand, he feels that Lin Cong does not follow him, and he is not the same as himself. Borrowing a knife to kill people may make the spirit clan resemble Lin Cong, swinging left and right. People who understand the powerful relationship among them, they take refuge in their own subordinates. On the other hand, Lin Cong was originally a practitioner of the same line of production. Even if he lost the battle against the tribulation creatures, it would not be a pity. Lin Cong died, only representing He is not good at fighting, not the spirit race.
But this Shadow Demon Clan sent a cultivator at the pinnacle level of the Great Sacred Realm to fight Lin Cong, it was different!
Even if Lin Cong is a practitioner who produces a line, he will always have this basic combat power!
Xuxian was beheaded by the Great Sage, this is not pleasant to say, it will cause a big blow to the reputation of their spirit race!
"These guys!"
The eyes of the elder of the spirit race flickered, and the killing intent in his heart was boiling.
"it is good!"
At this moment, Lin Cong's heart was completely cold.
The people behind him abandoned him and pushed him to the abyss of death!
A trace of despair flickered in his eyes.
Facing the shadow demons at the peak level of the Great Sacred Realm that slowly walked across, Lin Cong had no hope of victory in his heart.
The combat power of the calamity creatures is inherently strong!
Leapfrogging is as simple as eating and drinking for them!
And he is not a practitioner of the battle line, how can he fight this battle!
The Great Sage of the Shadow Demon Race took a step forward, and the power of the world around him crazily gathered under his feet.
A huge vortex of the power of heaven and earth took shape and blessed on the body of the Great Sage of the Shadow Demon Race.
The lion fights the rabbit, but also needs to do its best.
When facing Lin Cong, the great sage of the Shadow Demon Race did not show any contempt for the practitioners who produced the same line on the other side!
"Cut off the universe!"
The Great Sage of the Shadow Demon clan roared, his hands clasped the hilt of the knife tightly.
Cut it down with a long knife!
A sword beam with a length of thousands of feet fell along with it!
Lin Cong closed his eyes, gave up his defense, and waited for the next moment of death.
Abandoned by the ethnic group, Lin Cong lost his goal in life, as if there was nothing to love about everything!
However, Lin Cong waited for a long time, as if it had gone through a century.
The pain in the imagination has never come!
Slowly, open your eyes.
Lin Cong saw that the Great Sage of the Shadow Demon Race opposite him was frozen.
The knife light stayed less than three inches from the center of his eyebrows, but could no longer drop a point.
"Lin Cong is a talent. If you don't want it from the Spirit Race, I will accept it!"
Fang Yue spoke.
It was he who fixed everything with space and heaven!
"Fang Yue, you are turning back!"
A true immortal in the tribulation creature pointed at Fang Yue and accused him.
"You just said that you are not going to fight for the time being on behalf of the human race!"
The true celestial being among the calamity creatures stared at Fang Yue.
Fang Yue killed the two spirit immortals in succession, saying that it is impossible without hatred.
Only because the price of killing Fang Yue might be too great, they will temporarily let Fang Yue go!
"In this round, I surrender on behalf of Lin Cong! According to the rules, I will redeem Lin Cong's life! These are ransoms. If you feel that it is not enough, I can add more!"
Fang Yuebing said coldly.
He casually threw a ball of calamity power, about two hundred points.
This group of calamity power merged into the shadow demon in the scarlet cloak.
His cultivation realm immediately broke through, stepped out of it, and stepped into the virtual fairy realm!
The Shadow Demon Race's cultivation base has skyrocketed, and its combat power has increased by at least ten times!