675 End of the battle

"This...what is this!!"

At the moment when this wisp (or can already be said to be just a 'half a wisp') fairy thought appeared, both sides of the war in the sea were sluggish. Lin Feng was slightly stunned. He did not expect that the fairy thought would run out by himself, and the dark endea was shocked in an instant.

Fee that the special force was completely at a high level, and set off a stormy wave in his heart. He seemed to finally understand something and screamed in horror: "The breath of immortals!! You...you are the reincarnation of a fairy!!!"

"..." Lin Feng was stunned and knew that the other party was a misunderstanding, but naturally he would not explain it to the other party. Instead, he took the opportunity of the other party's panic to launch a more fierce attack.

......

"Boom!!!"

With a roar, a purple thunder erupted from the mouth of Zilong, which bombarded Sui Lu into coke and destroyed it.

A group of corpse monks' secret siege finally appeared a small gap...

"Roar!!" With a high-booming dragon, the purple dragon took advantage of the victory to pursue, and his huge body danced wildly in the air. During the wind and clouds, thousands of thunder fell together, which made the four corpse monks embarrassed. For a moment, they could only be tired to deal with it, and the offensive suddenly decreased.

"Hum..."

That is, while the war situation changed, an abnormal fluctuation came from a distance. A dragon and four people in the battle circle sensed it at the same time. They subconsciously turned their heads and saw the air around the forest wind in the distance shaking, and an extremely strong and disordered breath fluctuated out of him.

At the same time, a black gas overflowed from Lin Feng's body and swallowed his figure in an instant.

That explosive atmosphere is not Lin Feng's, but boundless!

"The elder Yin succeeded!!"

"Oh no!"

At this moment, several people of the Yin Corpse Sect showed ecstasy, while a trace of despair flashed in Zilong's eyes.

"Boom!!" However, the next second, they suddenly felt a stronger breath burst out from Lin Feng's body. They saw colorful light stabbing out of the black air like a sharp blade, instantly smashing all the black gas, re-exposing the seven-color shining Lin Feng's figure. At the same time, the endless breath was also As the black gas disappeared, it was replaced by the surging and steady breath of Lin Feng.

This change made the ecstasy on the faces of the corpsezong instantly stiffened, and then all turned into the color of disbelief and panic and despair.

"Lost...failed?! Elder Yin failed to take over?!"

"No... how can this be!!"

"What should I do?!"

The huge blow made several corpse monks suddenly panic and looked at each other, and they all saw confusion and confusion in the eyes of others.

They didn't think that they would lose at all, so naturally they didn't think about what to do in this situation.

In fact, Zilong also didn't expect this result. He really couldn't imagine how Lin Feng resisted the endless grab, but it didn't matter. Knowing that Lin Feng was out of danger, his hanging heart was finally relieved. At the same time, he did not forget that there were several enemies opposite him.

-Lin Feng has solved one of the most powerful enemies alone, but his opponent has only died two small roles. Isn't it too 'embarrassment'?

"Roar!!" A dragon roar resounded through the world, and the fierce light flashed in Zilong's eyes, and immediately launched an attack on the enemy who was still shocked.

Those people did not react slowly and immediately launched a counterattack, but the feng shui took turns. Now the mood of the two sides is completely opposite to before. Zilong has no worries, but they are confused, and the attack and defense are reversed. Zilong's offensive is fierce, with one enemy and dominates.

Just a moment later, with a desperate scream, the monk in the later stage of the combination was killed by the Purple Dragon, and the situation has been one-sided.

The remaining three corpse monks had no intention to fight again. After secretly communicating, they wanted to find a chance to retreat, but how could Zilong easily let them go, chased and fight fiercely, and soon killed another enemy in the early stage of Mahayana.

The remaining two enemies in the middle of Mahayana finally found an opportunity to escape in the opposite direction. Purple Dragon chased one of them to death. When he turned around, the last person was almost disappearing from sight. It was not impossible to chase and kill him, but after taking a look at Lin Feng, he gave up the idea and let the end One person fled.

Although it failed to eradicate the grass, the result was much better than expected. Zilong returned to his human form and flew to Lin Feng while secretly celebrating.

......

Lin Feng was still hanging in the air at this time, emitting a gorgeous colorful light. In the center of the light, there was a pale flame wrapped his body. His eyes closed, as if he was sleeping, and his face had basically returned to normal, but his eyebrows were slightly locked. It didn't seem to be painful, but as if he was doing something. Bad dreams.

And his body has also recovered a lot. His legs and right arm have recovered half, and his right torso has completely recovered. The blood and magic war lines on his body are shining, exuding a strong power of qi and blood. It seems that he will soon recover completely.

The Purple Dragon secretly marveled at the power of "Blood Demon Immortal Body". With such an exaggerated limb regeneration speed, even as a monster, he sighed that he was inferior to himself. It is worthy of the immortal refining skill.

Confirming Lin Feng's safety, Zilong finally calmed down and turned his head to look at a figure hundreds of meters away.

Lin Tian.

Before, Lin Tian stopped moving and stayed aside to protect Yin Wuya. At that time, if Zilong really broke away from the siege and rushed to rescue Lin Feng, he would be blocked by him. However, now that Yin Wuya is dead, he also lost control and stopped motionless like a sculpture.

Zilong flew to Lin Tian, observed carefully for a moment, then put his right hand on the other party's shoulder, closed his eyes slightly and felt it carefully, but soon he opened his eyes in disappointment and withdrew his hand, sighed softly: "The soul is indeed 'alive', unlike other corpse puppets, but it seems to be completely free. I don't know if there is any hope to recover..."

He turned his head and looked at Lin Feng, with expectation in his eyes, and muttered, "It depends on whether Lin Feng can get the way to save..."

......

A quarter of an hour later, Lin Feng's body finally recovered completely and slowly opened his eyes.

He got up from lying and stood up straight. The colorful light around him flashed and withdrew his body. The years also disappeared. Lin Feng glanced at his body casually, then pulled off the pieces of cloth hanging on his body, took out a few clothes from the holding ring of his left hand and changed them. At the same time, he grabbed the ground with his right hand. The two holding rings that fell because of the smashing of his right arm were captured from the ground and put back in his hand, and then put them on his hands again.

When doing these things, Lin Feng's eyes always flashed slightly, and his expression was a little complicated. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Zilong stood aside and looked at it for a while, and finally couldn't help asking, "Lin Feng, are you all right?"