"Shen Xishang should be able to pick up the ring Xiaoying got, don't worry, the king of the world." Lin Yun said.

"As soon as this matter ends, it's time to attack the old school. Lin Feng has gained a lot of enthusiasm for these people. Just as he died in the ancestral realm, the accumulated energy of the other party collapsed. It was the time for us to do everything together." Lin Ziqing said.

"OK."

It can be seen that they like this "unfinished duel".

Lin Yun couldn't wait.

He looked back and looked in the direction of the Lingxiao, and could vaguely see a group of people there.

"Brother Tiger and Brother Bear, are you here? What's the use? You can't even wait for the corpse! The second place in the list of the Little World Kings? You think beautifully, and you're in vain."

It’s not that he doesn’t want the disciples of the Sword God Lin family to be ranked second in the list of the Little World Kings.

He just... didn't want Lin Feng's grandson to reach this position.

If it were Lin Jianxing, he would have rolled around with laughter.

Just now!

Chihun walked to the side and took out a golden messenger stone.

In the messaging stone, a figure shrouded in golden mist appeared.

"Shang'er is gone."

The other party spoke, these four words.

"Um?"

Chi Hun suddenly opened his eyes wide.

"The soul is broken."

"Well……"

Chi Hun's entire face was immediately twisted into a mess.

The hands holding the golden messenger stone were trembling.

“How is that possible?”

He twisted his face, and his tongue was almost knotted when he spoke.

"Let me find a way to bring Lin Feng back."

After saying that, the golden messenger stone dimmed.

Chi Hun stood there, his mouth slightly open, as if it had been torn apart.

His neck stiffened and turned around.

Not far away, Lin Yun and Lin Ziqing were chatting and laughing with the powerful Dark Clan.

At that moment, Chihun's eyes in the abyss were broken, and ink flowed out.
Chapter completed!