Chapter 2291: Race with death

Lin Feng has a generation of wings, and the heavens and the earth are gathered together. Every step is a step of the void. It is almost unbelievable, and the speed of the limit must be exerted.
The strong people of the Xue people do not dare to kill him. However, the people he faces in front of him are many temples. Once the strong man of the temple has a chance, he believes that there will never be a little bit of mercy, and he will directly erase it. He will disappear forever.
Therefore, this time, Lin Feng did not dare to have a slight stagnation, and really played the limit speed. When he stepped, he continued to use the circuit, and there was a rune in his palm, which increased his speed.
However, behind Lin Feng, there are also a few people whose speed is extremely fast. The strongest of the Nether Temple is good at the void power. Every step is like a shuttle, and at the same time, their gods are locked in the power of Lin Feng’s deity. Once again, Lin Fengxiu wanted to cover up the footprints of the deity with his incarnation. Even if they were stopped by the Qinshan saints, they did not give up this lock because they knew Lin Feng’s camouflage power. Once he gave Lin Feng the opportunity, he could immediately sneak up. Going to the sea of ​​people, as if disappearing in an instant.
This kind of chasing has caused Lin Feng to bear tremendous pressure. He is very clear that now he is not only fighting time with the other party, but also the Temple of Destiny and other temples fighting time. He informed the Temple of Destiny, and the other party must also inform the same. The strongman of the other side’s temple came, and now, the side of the sacred person who came to see it first arrived, but what makes Lin Feng feel not so good is that the sage of the other party is chasing the saint of the Temple of Destiny, and he is in the right direction. It is also the position of the Temple of Destiny. If the other party returns, he will meet him first than the strong man of the Temple of Destiny.
"Folding!" Lin Feng suddenly turned a hard direction, and rushed toward the side of the Temple of Destiny. He couldn’t go that way. If he went straight to the Holy King who was returned by the other party, there was no protection of Qinshan Ancient Saint. He will die undoubtedly, he is talented, but he still has an insurmountable gap with the character of the Holy King. This gap is just like the ancient emperor of Qinshan, just like the other emperor, it can be easily destroyed, really met, Sheng Wangqiang The person may even erase him with a face-to-face, even if the sacred character of the Temple of Destiny is behind the other side.
Of course, Lin Feng did not forget to inform the prophet while changing his position.
As Tong Feng expected, at this time the major temples are indeed fighting time. The prophet, this time, let a number of saints follow Lin Feng to the Xuezu, but he was afraid that this happened, but he did not expect it to happen, and The imaginary is worse, the other party directly mobilized the double temple powerhouse.
At this point, the prophet is in a void somewhere, madly heading toward Lin Feng’s position. If the person under the sky raises their head, they can only see a white light. Besides, nothing can be seen. Yes, because the speed is too horrible.
"Going to the direction of the city of life." The prophet's eyes narrowed down, and then he took out a jade and suddenly crushed it.
"Ice face, help me save a person, he is in your position, I will share his position with you." The prophet screamed into the horror, rushed into it, and said: "There are other holy kings in the temple to hunt him. Be sure to arrive before they arrive, time is tight, fast."
At this time, I don't know how many strong people are chasing the past in the direction of Lin Feng. Lin Feng seems to be a coordinate, attracting countless strong people to chase. Of course, this coordinate is constantly moving.
In the very distant place from Lin Feng, there are several returning shrine saints who rushed toward the position where Lin Feng moved forward in different directions, so that no matter who came first, Lin Feng, he has to die, as long as there is a position recently, arrived in front of the strong man of the Temple of Destiny.
This is a life race, Lin Feng launched the limit speed, but because he took the lead, the back of the Nether Temple, although the St. Emperor is faster than him, but also has no way to catch up with him, just a little distance The zooming out, he can't see Lin Feng, but Shen Nian is firmly locked in Lin Feng.
"The Emperor of Heaven, the ultimate speed can reach this level, this Lin Feng is probably more dangerous than Chu Chunqiu, must kill him." The character of the Holy Emperor is cold, murderous, and must be destroyed Lin Feng, He is now even more convinced that Lin Feng is likely to be a taboo, that is their ultimate goal.
At this time, the wind was blowing, the sound of the rumble was extremely terrible, and an incomparably strong scent of enthusiasm came. His gaze suddenly condensed, and then he turned back. He saw a flash of fire, his eyes. There was a touch of surprise in the shackles, and the sage of the Flame Temple finally arrived.
"He is in front." The character of the Holy Emperor sent it down in one breath and chased Lin Feng for so long. He kept a sigh of relief and was very nervous. Now the sage of the Flame Temple is the first to come, Lin Feng will die.
This group of fires instantly carried the flames of the past and surpassed him. It was too fast. The heavens and the earth seemed to traverse a torrent of fire, and it was extremely beautiful.
"No..." Lin Feng's eyes fell into a touch of madness. Of course, he also felt the sages of the Temple of Fire coming. He felt that the pressure of the scorpion was separated from each other. The sage of the Flame Temple was the first to arrive.
"death?"
Lin Feng’s eyes are cold and horrible. He has worked hard for many years. He has experienced many vicissitudes of life and experienced many deaths and deaths. After a dream for many years, he became a taboo, broke the and stepped into the dominance. Now he will The body of taboos, sooner or later, breaking through the nine-ninth heaven, how can it fall here now.
If he dies, what will his family in the small world do, as well as dreams and cover the sky, they will inevitably be desperate and heartbroken.
However, the breath behind him is getting closer and closer. He feels that death is getting closer and closer to him. The reinforcements of the Temple of Destiny have not yet arrived.
"Lin Feng, you have no way to escape." Behind him, a voice rang in the sky, and suddenly Lin Feng’s body seemed to be burned up. The meaning of despair, even more intense, really want to die?
Coming soon is the Holy King level figure of the Flame Temple.
"Lin Feng, at all costs, insist on living." At the same time, a voice swayed in the universe, Lin Feng smashed a hole, the heart burned infinite hope, the prophet, is coming, he is reminding him He is about to arrive, as long as he insists on the last moment.

Hey!
Lin Feng seems to be burning his ultimate potential, so fast that he can’t believe it. However, he is facing a holy king. Even if he increases speed, he is still insanely getting closer. distance.
"Ready to accept death." A voice once again penetrated the void and entered Lin Feng's mind, as if to let Lin Feng give up and continue to escape, but at this time Lin Feng can listen to it, forget everything, only one thought, survival, live Going on, he must not die.
This strong belief in survival supports his ultimate speed.
"It takes only three breathing hours, and I can launch Vulcan to kill and kill. He will die." The sage of the Flame Temple is indifferent, three breathing time is enough, and the prophet must not be able to catch up.
Lin Feng, he also felt that the of death is getting closer and closer. All his attention is focused on his back after running away, waiting for the other party to launch a deadly attack.
One breathed in the past, the two were closer. At this time, in front of Lin Feng, there was a lingering green light intertwined, as if it were an elf, and went away relative to Lin Feng.
The two breathed in the past, in the eyes of the sages of the Temple of Fire, as if they had seen the death of Lin Feng, his mouth, a cold smile, and in front of him, as if a flame was cohesive.
The third breath finally arrived. The Holy Spirit of the Flame Temple flashed a killing in the eyes, and the corner of the mouth opened, spitting out a word: "Destroy!"
In an instant, on the sky above Lin Feng, a vulcan descended from the sky and went to Lin Fengyong, to directly wipe out Lin Feng.
"Hey!" Just at the moment the other party launched, Lin Feng summoned the city of destiny and blocked it.
"Breaking!" The other party snorted, and suddenly the city of destiny was broken, and the flame-like ghostly shadow once again slammed toward Lin Feng.
"Roll!" Lin Feng played a statue of Gu Ding, Wanhua Baoding, endless array of lights, Wanhua Baoding as if a supreme Baoding, suspended above the top of Lin Feng, Lin Feng is not dead.
"Boom!" The power of terror will be worn by Baoding. The sage of the Temple of Fire is closer. I saw that his palm was caught by Lin Feng, as if it were the palm of the god.
Lin Feng's infinite power shocked out, and the strongest force rushed out like crazy, but it was broken.
"It's over!" The other party spit out a voice, and a finger penetrated the void, as if it was the finger of Vulcan. In an instant, Lin Feng's body burned up and the flames blew.
"No..." Lin Feng snorted, death, eroded him, the strongest life force shrouded the whole body, could not stop the meaning of death, but at this moment, a sly green light suddenly fell on his On the body, his body was wrapped up, and the saint of the Temple of Fire stepped forward. He just wanted to grab Lin Feng, but he saw the green light, disappeared, and Lin Feng disappeared.
At the same time, the figure of the prophet finally arrived. He glanced nervously at Lin Feng in the green light, and his face suddenly became pale. Then his eyes stared at the saint of the Flame Temple, and the murderous air swept like a river. And out!