Lin Yin stayed because she wanted to have a try. After all, she was in the same door to see if she could save some lives.


    "Want me to let them go?" Shi Feng said with a sneer on his face. "Woman, apart from those who want my life, why haven''t I given them a chance! They want to die!"


    Although he said that, "but..."


    Just as Lin Yin said the word "but", Shi Feng immediately spoke again and said, "after ten breaths, all those who remain here will die! Including you, woman!"


    When Shi Feng said these words, a cold killing intention came from him.


    Suddenly, the people in this void felt that the temperature was suddenly falling.


    Lin Yin''s eyes still stared at the man. At this moment, even she trembled under his killing intention.


    At this moment, Lin Yin can feel that if he doesn''t retreat from here in these ten breathing times, he will really kill himself.


    This feeling is extremely real.


    "It seems that I really think too much. How can he like me!" when thinking about this, Lin Yin''s eyes scanned the crowd again.


    She knows that these people, they will not leave the holy land of Lingxiao, even if they die.


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


    "Oh!" Lin Yin left, and Shi Feng smiled with a "Oh" smile. Then he glanced at the crowd below, moved his body, came to the front of the crowd, came to the supreme elder mieyin, and asked him:


    "Old man, where did your holy Lord go?"


    Looking at the man who came in front of him in an instant, he looked so close at the embarrassed old ancestor he held in his hand, and the face of mieyin became more ugly with Lingxiao God tower. At this time, his heart moved


    ……


    Between the quiet and auspicious mountains and rivers, the vitality of heaven and earth is very strong, rolling and surging, like a surging river.


    A mighty figure hovered with his knees crossed, his eyes slightly closed, and his face was indifferent. At this moment, although he was wearing a blue and looked ordinary, he showed an unspeakable power, which seemed to be born!


    He is the Holy Lord of Lingxiao holy land, Mo Ruoyan!


    Mo Ruoyan has come here since he was badly hurt by Shi Feng and devoted himself to healing!


    However, the injury was too serious. Although he swallowed a lot of elixirs to recover his injury and operated Lingxiao to recuperate, Mo Ruoyan''s injury had only recovered half by now.


    "Er!" suddenly, a painful groan sounded in Mo Ruoyan''s mouth, and a touch of pain appeared on his mighty face.


    Then his slightly closed eyes opened. Mo Ruoyan bowed his head and looked at his heart. At the same time, his hand also touched it and covered his heart.


    It was here that I was bombarded by the demon when I was on the ancient battlefield!


    Although the injury has recovered half, Mo Ruoyan still feels that it is still painful here.


    Closely following, Mo Ruoyan''s painful face showed a ferocious and cruel face and spit out a voice: "sword family! Sword Maple!"


    Now Mo Ruoyan really wants to blow that boy to pieces.


    The boy took advantage of his carelessness and blew him seriously, which almost made him lose face as the Holy Lord of Lingxiao.


    At this moment, the outside world must be talking about his heavy injury. It is estimated that in a short time, the whole world will know that he was injured by a younger generation of swordsmen!


    "Hateful! What a hateful thing! When I recover from my injury, I will make the boy pay thousands of times!"


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


    In his mind, scenes of torturing the boy, seeing him regret, hearing begging for mercy, and watching him live rather than die suddenly appeared.


    "Hmm?" but just then, Mo Ruoyan''s face suddenly moved and stared at his body again.


    At this time, Mo Ruoyan suddenly found a force of space rising on himself, and then a white light shining on him.


    When the white light fell, Mo Ruoyan, the Holy Lord of Lingxiao, had disappeared in this beautiful heaven and earth.


    This piece of heaven and earth is just a mysterious space world.


    ……


    Proud of heaven and earth, the sun has entered dusk.


    Suddenly, in front of the void where the three hundred warriors in Lingxiao holy land are located, a white light shines, and then the mighty figure appears in front of them.


    It was mo Ruoyan who came.


    "Lord!"


    "Lord!"


    "Lord!"


    ……


    At the sight of Mo Ruoyan, people shouted at him.


    At this moment, the face of pain and ferocity has long disappeared from Mo Ruoyan''s face. He stands proudly in the void, on his face, and then recovers his past indifference and power, as if he were inviolable!


    Mo Ruoyan just nodded faintly when he heard the disciples shouting at him. His eyes kept staring at the supreme elder mieyin in front and said:


    "What''s the matter, senior elder? My injury hasn''t completely recovered. Why did you let me out?"


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


    Previously, I had given him the Lingxiao God tower. Is there anything he can''t control?


    Even if he can''t control it, why do you need to let yourself out if there''s not old Yuan Yao?


    Mo Ruoyan thought so in his heart, but he didn''t say it. After all, mieyin is a supreme elder with a high seniority.


    "Ah!" seeing Mo Ruoyan and hearing his words, mieyin only sighed.


    Mo Ruoyan has been recuperating in his Xuanqi space. He doesn''t know that the outside world and his holy land of Lingxiao have long been changed.


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


    "Hmm? What''s the matter? What happened?" he sighed when he saw mieyin, who had been suffering from his old face. Immediately, a bad feeling came into Mo Ruoyan''s mind, and then asked him again.


    At this time, Mo Ruoyan found that not only the supreme elder destroyed the seal, but also all the other disciples of Lingxiao holy land were suffering, as if they were dead at home.


    Seeing these people like this, Mo Ruoyan felt even worse. He immediately opened his mouth again and asked them:


    "What''s going on? What''s going on?"


    Seeing that no one answered, Mo Ruoyan was angry and drank: "say it! Tell me!"


    "Oh, what a mighty Holy Lord Lingxiao!" and just then, a young, indifferent and joking voice suddenly sounded.