There is a problem with the way of heaven.

Isn't this the way of heaven?

Or is the way of heaven "blacked" and lost its original will?

This is amazing.

When you reach Lin Feng's level, you generally feel that there is no mistake.

If this is true, it would be serious.

Lin Feng put the word "remember" into the Qiankun Ring and stayed for a while, trying to find more traces and confirm the guess.

The small world is too severely broken, the rules are unstable, and they are constantly shattering and about to be annihilated.

“It’s time to leave.”

Finally, he walked out of the broken little world.

With a loud bang, the small world exploded and returned to nothingness and never again.

Lin Feng sighed, turned around and left, took one step and was thousands of miles away. This is the method of shrinking the ground into an inch.

In the Great Dream of Reincarnation, he obtained many Dharmas from his previous lives and was practicing hard.

With the soul of the Immortal Lord, I quickly understood this method.

After that, he walked forward and continued to practice hard, traveled all over the famous rivers and mountains, and went deep into the East China Sea, hoping to find the legendary Dragon Palace, hoping to get some clues from there.

Unfortunately, there are ruins in the depths of the East China Sea, the palace was broken and broken, like a tragic battle.

He stood and fell into deep thought. What had the ancient earth experienced? He was beaten beyond recognition?

Is it true that it is the ancient battlefield?

"Um?"

Just when he was about to leave, he felt something. With a wave of his hand, the ruins exploded, and a stone tablet appeared in the depths.

The stone tablet is blood-red all over, with a strong fighting spirit, and a smell of no fragrance.

It is broken, only one-third, with a line of words engraved on it.

The text above is very fast, not oracle bone script, nor is it a bell or tripod script, it does not belong to the earth, it should have come from outside the sky.

Lin Feng learned a sentence through his spiritual fluctuations: Three thousand warriors of our clan crossed the void, conquered all worlds, conquered all the attacks, and were invincible, and were invincible, but they were in trouble here and buried their bones in a foreign land... Our clan died and his soul was immortal. When the great sacrifice was launched, my heroic soul would return... Lin Feng was sure that this was not something on earth, but should have been left by the clan outside the sky.

He thought of the records of a half-claw in ancient books in his previous life: All worlds were broken, many saints fell, the ancestors were bleeding, the long river of time was broken, and a section was cut off by people... Some people called it the dark catastrophe.

I didn't care at first, thinking that someone was sensationalizing and speculating on ancient history.

Now he thinks that this is most likely the truth.

All worlds have encountered unprecedented enemies, all races were destroyed, all worlds were broken, and they fell into shatter... So who is the protagonist of this catastrophe? Could it be the mysterious clan engraved with stone tablets?

According to the stone tablet, this clan crossed the void and fought in all worlds, with no one to rival, and its strength was absolutely terrifying.

But when the earth was disaster, the three thousand warriors were destroyed.

What exactly did they encounter?

How many secrets does the ancient earth still have?

Lin Feng pondered and finally took the stone tablet away and turned around and left.

"It's time to go to Tianting Shenshan."

Lin Feng thought that to dig out the secret of the Heavenly Way, he had to go to the Heavenly Court Mountain.

He stepped out in one step, shrank into an inch, and appeared at the foot of the sacred mountain of Heaven. It was majestic and spectacular, lingering in mist, with a ray of clouds shining brightly in the world, and from time to time, a grand scene was like a fairyland.

Lin Feng's mind moved and turned into a young man with the temperament of a Confucian scholar, slowly walking into the Heavenly Court Mountain.

The number one person on earth, who doesn’t know you?

He never showed up or responded to the selection of the son of destiny. Some people with ulterior motives secretly helped him and wanted to use this to attack him. If he appeared as his deity, it would inevitably cause sensation and some unnecessary trouble.

As soon as I reached the foot of the mountain, a burst of discussion came into my ears.

"The Nine Tests of Destiny are so cruel and amazing."

"The fifth test of the Nine Destiny Test has ended, and Zhang Donglin was eliminated."

"There are four remaining people, Chen Bufan, Zhu Hongyu, Arthur, and Zhang Tianshou, who is known as the reincarnation of the Jade Emperor, are all outstanding and quite extraordinary."

"My favorite is Chen Bufan. He is young and has a kingly demeanor. At first glance, he is a person with great luck, and maybe he is the son of destiny."

"Tsk, what son of destiny?

If that person is here, these people are all native chickens and tiles."

"You are talking about the number one person on earth..." "Shhh, silent.

Otherwise, if some people hear it, we will be in trouble."

"What are you afraid of?

Humph, in my opinion, if that person doesn’t come, the so-called Nine Destiny Test is meaningless.”

"Haha, Lin Feng is just an eggless rat. If he dares to come, my Western gods will fight him all over the ground and his soul will scatter!"

"What is the number one person on earth? He is just a false reputation.

Knowing that he is a fake son, he hides like a mouse and dares not see anyone. Such a person is blown by one punch in front of us, King Arthur.

Haha…”… A group of Westerners came from a distance, led by a blonde young man with a very tall and burly figure, and a kind of kingly demeanor. He is one of the candidates for the Son of Destiny, from the West to claim King Arthur.

"Hmph, Lin Feng is not here. If he is here, would you dare say this?

Scare your courage!”

The person who spoke was not someone else, but Wang Xiaoyu. Wang Xiaocong, beside him, glanced at the other party and said, "Where are you waiting when my brother Lin Feng swept the West that day?"

Wang Xiaocong is not Wang Xiaoyu, and he left everyone in the West with nothing to say as soon as he opened his mouth.

After all, the record is there, and one person defeated all Western martial arts masters and swept the World Martial Arts Conference, and no one can compete for it.

Everyone in the West looked ugly, and some people snorted angrily: "One moment, another moment, now the heaven and earth are revived and the destiny is coming. We in the West adhere to the fortune of heaven and obtain great fortune, and will lead the earth and resolve disasters.

How could it be compared to that mouse Lin Feng?”

"Your uncle, who is the mouse?"

Wang Xiaoyu said angrily, swearing for the first time.

"Um?

You dare to blaspheme the future son of destiny, commit a great sin, die!"

A young man from the Wind Temple attacked and raised his hand and slashed out a wind blade, like a heavenly sword, sweeping across the world.

"retreat!"

Wang Xiaocong's face changed drastically. He didn't expect that the other party was so arrogant and domineering that he actually dared to attack in the Heavenly Court Mountain.

With the revival of spiritual energy and the snow of reincarnation, Wang Xiaocong got a lot of benefits, but he was still the seventh rank of the master, and his strength was greatly improved.

"Lion Seal!"

Wang Xiaocong shouted angrily, formed seals with his hands, and accompanied by a lion's roar, it was like a volcano, with a strong aura, and it resisted.

"act recklessly."

The young Western man waved his hand, and the wind blade cut through the void and appeared in front of Wang Xiaocong.

Wang Xiaocong's strength soared, surpassing everyone, but the other party was a pseudo-god-level, passing by the wind blade, destroying Wang Xiaocong's offensive, knocking him away, and vomiting blood.

The three or four people behind him were also shocked.

The wind blade seemed to have eyes and chased Wang Xiaoyu and shot away.

Wang Xiaoyu's strength has also improved, but it is irresistible to face the attack of a pseudo-god.

The wind blade cuts the air and wants to cut Wang Xiaoyu in the half.

"No--" Wang Xiaocong's eyes turned red and he screamed loudly.

But no one can save the girl.

"The son of insulting the destiny will die!"

The Western youth sneered and turned away. He was quite confident and knew that Wang Xiaoyu would definitely die without even looking at it.

However, at this moment, a sound rang out.

"A god-level expert, bullying a little girl, is he shameless?"
Chapter completed!