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Eight hundred and ninetieth chapters the strongest storm

The world kills Chu. The eight saints in the universe join forces to chase Chu Feng and approach Dayuan. This is an unsolvable killing situation, and the entire sea of ​​stars is sensation.

Both the Black Blood Platform and the Original Beast Platform are already in a panic, and countless people are talking about it. In people's perception, Chu Feng was in danger many times, but he all escaped, but this time it was different.

The saint suddenly descended to the eight masters, who would fight against each other?

No matter whether he is Wu Lunhua or Chu Feng, the result is the same. He will either be erased or jump into the abyss by himself, and he will definitely die.

"Oh, Demon Chu, who caused such a big storm, died so miserably in the end. It's a pity. I want to see him rise all the way, reflecting the heavens, and even becoming a god, but he will die prematurely!"

"This is the fate of the Earth lineage. So what about the Yaoyao in the ancient golden generation? The world-recognized as the strongest genius in history is not yet killed. The only thing that Chu Feng can only blame is not low-key enough and wants to pay blood debts for his ancestors before he grows up. He is a little arrogant."

Many people feel sorry and want to witness how he illuminates the starry sky after rushing to the sky, but now I feel that there is no chance!

As for the hostile forces, they applauded and laughed in advance, especially the Xilin tribe, the Netherworld tribe, the Heavenly God tribe, the Corpse tribe, the Spirit tribe, etc., all with ruthless smiles and felt happy in their hearts.

"Wu Lunhua, Chu Feng's great devil, we are waiting for you to come to visit. The ancients are full of blood debts. We have killed so many of your ancestors, and we are waiting for you to collect the debt. It's not that we don't pay back the debt, but that you can come? Haha..."

Some enemies, some people who are hostile to Chu Feng speak Chi Lulu, gloating, waiting to see him wither and die.

"Damn it, kill me, brothers, go to support Chu Feng. Who dares to kill my brother? Grandpa Niu is the first to fight with you. Even if you die, you have to go and fight with Chu Feng!" The big black bull spoke on the original beast platform and called on people to support him.

The Siberian tiger also roared: "Seniors of the Great Dream Pure Land and all the saints of the banished immortal clan, don't watch it, hurry up, Chu Feng is going to die, we brothers kill us first, even if we know we will die, and we will rush forward even if we fly moths into the fire!"

A group of big monsters in Kunlun roared and spoke on major platforms, wanting to ask the saints who have a good impression of the earth to help them and save Chu Feng together.

And they themselves took action, collected enough travel expenses, and asked Tongtian Wormhole Company to open a super road, roared together, not afraid of death, and rushed towards Dayuan.

These people went to die, which moved many people and felt something heavy.

People know that even if they have a few big killing weapons in their hands, they can only give it to the saints. When ancient saints were born, they were as fast as lightning and were too fast to let them hit the second strike.

"This is a group of great monsters who value friendship, but unfortunately they all die. Killing them like this is a bit tragic and will be slapped to death by the saint's palm and turned into blood mud."

Some people sighed and thought it was really sad that they were killing Dayuan like this, and no one could survive.

"Is there still a saint? Are you just waiting for death? Please take action. The Star Knight is notorious and it is indeed necessary to block it!"

Some people couldn't see it and called on major platforms, saying that they should launch together, and wanted to invite a few old saints to help Chu Feng solve the murder and save the Kunlun monster.

However, there are also disharmonious voices, not even a small number.

For example, some evolutionists who were hostile to Chu Feng were now smiling and celebrating each other, and they were all happy to see this scene.

"Well, it seems that the group of people who have risen on Earth recently will be killed. They rushed over and died. In my opinion, it is not about loyalty, but stupidity as a donkey."

At the same time, some people are not short of cosmic coins, and they said with a smile: "Fellow Taoists, who would like to watch the battle? How to destroy the demon Chu, and take a picture of his death with fear, is worth savoring in the future."

"Well, it makes sense. Let's go on the road together to see Chu Feng's tragic death. Let's see if he will be so frightened that he kneels down and begs for mercy. I'm looking forward to it, haha..."

"Everyone, it's probably too late to go like this. What a saint's power is enough to slap Chu Feng to death. Am I waiting to see his broken bones?"

"No, the saint has not taken action yet. It is reported that Chu Feng is running into the Great Abyss. No one dares to detonate there. The saint is also very cautious, so it is still time for us to rush over."

At this time, whether it is the Dameng Pure Land or the Sub-Immortal Clan, the atmosphere is very serious. Should the saints come out to save Chu Feng?

In fact, there is no time to delay. If you step one at night, you will not have time to collect the body for him. You will definitely be beaten into blood mist by the Star Knight.

Qin Luoyin didn't say a word, but just held the hand of the little Taoist priest, stood outside the saint's residence, waiting silently, because the begging words had been finished, and it would be useless to say more.

Around them, there was a group of old golden monsters, and many people came to the scene, and they wanted to follow them to the Dayuan.

"This time I've tried my best. After all, he is already my son-in-law in the Pure Land of Dameng. I'll save it as much as possible!"

Deep in the Pure Land and under the earth, the two old men rushed into the wormhole without delaying time. In addition, an old man walked out of a stone wall, and a total of three saints rushed towards the Great Abyss.

"Thank you, Saint!" Qin Luoyin led the little Taoist priest to bow.

However, the three old saints knew that most of them could not succeed because their number could not be compared with each other.

Especially the corpse tribe, the god tribe, and the spirit tribe, how could they watch them save people after they learned about it? They must also send out the last saints in the tribe again!

At this time, in the Asian Immortal Clan, the silver-haired little loli was begging her third uncle and constantly shaking his arms. She was very anxious and said, "Uncle Third, go and invite your two uncles to be born. If you don't go, Chu Feng will be killed. Hundreds of thousands of times, hurry up!"

The sub-saint sighed and said, "Oh, hasn't the clan reached a unified opinion? After all, Wu Lunhua has not yet truly become a Taoist partner with the exiled immortal. This is the final test for him. Also, he is Chu Feng. In the future, the saints of our two tribes will marry one person. What will the races in the universe think of us?"

"If you don't get married, don't you save me? What a bullshit, you're obviously murdering me!" The silver-haired little loli was anxious, staring at the old man's beard, and said, "Everyone in the sky knows, we chose Wu Lunhua, how can we not save me now? I know, it must be those people in the clan who oppose marriage. Those old guys want to take this opportunity to sit and watch Chu Feng die, and then have an excuse to get rid of this engagement, and their hearts are evil!"

"What are you anxious about?" The old man touched her head.

"Why isn't I in a hurry? If I don't go to save people, I can only collect the body!"

Soon, someone reported that a woman was asking for a meeting at Feixianxing and sent an important letter.

The third uncle of the Asian Immortal clan discovered that after unfolding the letter paper, it was only a few lines of words, which were very simple and simple.

The woman told them that they could not save Chu Feng, but they had to make a gesture and ask three saints to go to the vicinity of Dayuan without having to do anything, just stand there.

In addition, the letter helped the A-Immortal Clan to analyze that even if Chu Feng died there and was killed by his personality, it would not make the evolvers of all races in the universe dislike the A-Immortal Clan.

"We naturally know that these are exactly what we worry about. If we don't come forward, it will indeed make people unable to stand it. Even if we don't dare to say anything in front of us, we will poke our backbone behind us." The third uncle nodded.

Then, he turned around and disappeared to meet the saint.

As a race within the top three races of the universe, its foundation is naturally terrifying. In an ancient temple, there are several saints sitting cross-legged, able to endure loneliness and not compete for fortune in the chaotic universe.

"Well, then I'll go ahead. It would be bad if it didn't appear." An old woman spoke, stood up, carrying a chaotic aura, and was particularly powerful.

Uncle San said, "Aunt Aunt, you may not be able to do it alone, the number of people is too small."

"Why, I still think it's too little? Haha, even if I don't take action, I'll go there to confront them, it's considered helping me." The old woman said coldly.

"Well, let's go to the three of you." In the palace, chaos filled the air, and an old man with hair and hair was about to fall, stood up, and called out another person.

"Let's go, it's not good to go too late."

"Well, I think there must be an old guy from the corpse tribe and the god tribe who will appear. I will stop me and wait in Dayuan. I haven't seen you for a long time. Let's talk about the past."

The three of them said, disappearing from the palace.

Uncle San sighed, and that's all that was possible. The opinions of the clan were very disunited, and the resistance mainly came from the influential saints.

Feixianxing, the girl Xi watched the letter paper being taken over and sent into the teleportation field, and turned around and left without stopping for a moment.

"Chu Feng, as you said, I sent the letter and gradually muddy the pool of water. Doing so will definitely attract all the saints from the Xilin tribe, the corpse tribe, and the sky to the sky to appear continuously and go to the Dayuan to block the so-called "friendly troops" on the earth. But aren't you afraid of being exhausted when you do this? If you really careless, all of us will die miserably!"

The girl Xi looked particularly solemn. She knew that this time Chu Feng was playing hard, and if he succeeded, he would shake the universe. If he failed, he would die without a place to bury him, which would be quite miserable.

She could naturally see that Chu Feng was very gambled, and that he wanted to leverage the cosmic hurricanes on the original storm, and wanted to involve more saints!

At the same time, the scalper among the Kunlun monsters was not on the way, and was posting on the original beast platform using Chu Feng's golden account.

It stated that, under Chu Feng's entrustment, he issued a sky-high reward and asked the dormant saints in the universe to help him. He did not ask for any action. As long as he went to Dayuan to help Chu Feng block a saint and confront him, he would give the saint the resources he wanted without fighting.

"What, holy medicine, magical skills, ultimate breathing methods, these may become rewards!"

A sensation suddenly occurred in the starry sky.

"You said there is something?" Some people didn't believe it.

"Of course, how can Chu Feng rise? If there is no such extreme breathing techniques, magical skills, etc., how can you look down on this generation of the universe and fight the stars without any opponents?! Please rest assured that if Chu Feng does not pay the reward, the whole universe will be punished, and now all races will testify!"

The scalper also took the initiative and shouted on the platform.

Of course, it did not say anything, because the holy medicine mentioned earlier can also be rewarded.

"Haha, there is no need to fight, then I will walk on and go to chat with an old friend, block his way, and confront him!"

Someone really set off and headed to Dayuan.

The Corpse Clan, an ancient temple with a terrifying ghost spirit, was surrounded by fog and a thick chaotic aura. A skinny and bone-like ancient saint opened his eyes and said, "Have you not slapped that remnant to death for such a long time? It was not too much trouble to kill his ancestors back then!"

"Old ancestor, in fact, it's not long. Moreover, that boy is not afraid of death. He wanders on the edge of the Great Abyss and is simply lifeless. Even the saints dare not bombard it, for fear of detonating it. In addition, the Dameng Pure Land, the Sub-Immortal Clan, and some scammers of the Immortal Clan left and descended outside the Great Abyss. The situation was a little bad, and they restrained the Eight Saints."

"Well, since that's the case, I'm also leaving. I haven't moved for a long time since the ancient war." This skinny old man is an ancient saint who personally slaughtered the earth.

There were two others following him, and a saint of the corpse tribe who had already rushed to Dayuan, almost all of them were dispatched!

The same thing was happening in the Netherworld Clan, the Heavenly God Clan, etc. They learned that other saints intervened and wanted to save Chu Feng and others, and immediately went out.

"Well, I'll be waiting to intercept it. It's impossible for outsiders to save Chu Feng's little devil. Even if the Heavenly Lord comes today, I can't save him!

Dayuan suddenly broke the tranquility, and the saints of all races rushed here one after another. The original storm was ignited again, causing a more terrifying hurricane, and the stars were about to collapse!
Chapter completed!
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