The game starts with an ice dragon, and the protagonist is looking for trouble

Chapter 113

The young man has the strength of the ninth layer of the honored level, and the combined strength of the two, plus the shield, Ling Feng may not be able to resist.

However, Ling Feng is not a vegetarian, if he really fights, he will fight in the dark, not to mention killing them, but it can still be done to make them suffer.

For this reason, they will not make an easy move, after all, it does not matter to themselves, they are only here to support, not to come and desperately, as long as they drive Ling Feng back to the Demon Saint Mountain Range.

Or delay for a while and wait for the ninth-order half-saint powerhouse of the Western Regions to come and solve the problem, then they only need to watch the play, and neither side can be guilty.

Ling Feng looked at the young man in front of him and spoke:

"Heaven's Dao is not tolerated, nine deaths?" I'll talk about it then. "

Since he had the killing intent for the son of luck, he and the Heavenly Dao have long been incompatible.

If the way of heaven does not tolerate it, then it will be destroyed.

The young man shook his head helplessly, and said with a smile:

"If you are really as rumored, arrogant, do you know how many lives died under the Heavenly Dao Thunder Tribulation, everything will be lost, and the previous efforts will no longer exist."

"Put down the butcher knife, start again, dedicate yourself to good, and make up for it, this may not be a good thing for you."

"Don't say it's useless." Ling Feng didn't want to talk nonsense with it anymore.

If the things he had done in the past could be forgiven, then this Heavenly Dao was just a vain name, don't let it, Ling Feng didn't disdain to join in it.

The young man changed his tone and spoke solemnly:

"In that case, let's get straight to the subject."

"Leave here, and your past grudge with the Southern Region will be written off, and this is the end."

"Otherwise, the Western Regions will completely break with the Eastern Wilderness, and when the Blood Clan invades, you and I will suffer heavy losses, or even more serious, you can think clearly."

After Ling Feng listened, he smiled and spoke: "

I naturally know the consequences."

Ling Feng pointed to Lin Fan:

"I can also leave, but I only have one condition, that is, hand him over to me, I will no longer slaughter the Southern Region Terrans, and leave here, as long as I don't come to provoke me, I can no longer step into the Southern Region in the future."

The young man shook his head slightly: "This is not okay, this son has excellent talent, but it is far from being comparable to you, so let him go, he will not be a threat to you."

The invasion of the blood tribe is now the time when fresh blood is needed to be injected, recharge its strength, and crush the blood tribe in one fell swoop, making it afraid and not daring to invade every inch of the territory of the Xuantian Continent again. Ling

Feng spoke: "His share is on my shoulders."

The young man spoke:

"Young Patriarch of the Jiaolong Clan, give you the steps, don't be obsessed anymore, today I can tell you clearly, you can't take this little guy away, we are protected by the Western Regions, if you insist on doing so, our Western Regions will accompany you at any time."

Ling Feng also knew that he couldn't kill Lin Fan today, and he also knew that they were delaying time, and he had already sent a message to the Dragon Patriarch for thousands of miles, coming over to support himself.

Lin Fan is naturally unkillable today, not to mention that there are two high-level powerhouses to protect him, just as Lin Hanhan's hole card, Ling Feng can't help them for the time being.

And when the ninth-order half-saint powerhouse of the Western Regions arrived, there was even more helpless at that time.

At the same time, the two Venerable Rank powerhouses not only looked at Lin Fan's talent, but also the forces behind Lin Hanhan.

Although Zhongzhou is now closed and it is extremely difficult to enter and exit, for large families, these are not problems.

At the same time, the Eastern Wilderness and the Western Regions are the key to resisting the invasion of the blood tribe, and Zhongzhou does not dare to make a casual move, once it causes contradictions, kill each other, and the blood tribe takes the opportunity to invade, and the gain is not worth the loss.

At the same time, the Blood Clan and the Xuantian Continent also made a contract that no one from Zhongzhou could appear in the Eastern Wilderness and the Western Regions, and similarly, the Blood Clan could not send the strong people who invaded Zhongzhou to invade the Western Regions and the Eastern Wilderness.

Once the contract is violated, if it cannot be said, then there will be an indiscriminate invasion, bloody storms, and misery, the entire Xuantian Continent will be crushed, and the blood tribe will also welcome the Xuantian Continent to fight back to the death, and it will also suffer heavy losses at that time.

The contract was made for this, but how could things be so simple, the conspiracies and tricks of the blood clan, and the plans of the Xuantian Continent are unknown.

"Always available? Then you can try it. Ling Feng spoke.

"Incomprehensible." The young man was a little annoyed and snorted coldly.

Meanwhile.

The Ninth Order Half-Saint of the Western Region tore through the space and came here.

It was a young man, dressed in a black robe, with his hands on his back, his eyes wrinkled, and he looked very impatient.

His body was awe-inspiring, powerful, and there was a blood-red tear mole dotted at the corner of his eyes, which seemed to be most likely a Demon Dao ninth-order half-saint.

The young man before, after seeing the person coming, and the old man were slightly stunned, a little surprised, but he did not expect that he would come to solve the problem.

They bent down to salute and respectfully spoke,

"I have seen the Demon Saint Lord."

The Demon Saint ignored them, but looked at Ling Feng, a hint of interest flashed in his eyes, and spoke:

"You are the young patriarch of the Jiaolong Clan."

"Exactly." Ling Feng was slightly stunned, he didn't expect that he would be the first to ask his identity, and then nodded lightly and simply spit out two words.

Ling Feng's attitude made the Demon Saint a little surprised, in the past, the Venerable Rank had seen him all respectfully, and the ninth-order Half-Saint junior was no exception.

For this reason, the Demon Saint increased his interest in Ling Feng a little more, and that's all, or rather, it felt strange and interesting:

"There are forces with heads and faces in the Southern Region who have been slaughtered by you for half, so they are not afraid of cause and effect? Will it be difficult to advance in the future?

Ling Feng was silent for a moment and spoke:

"The matter has come to this, it is useless to talk more, but if I were given a chance, I would still do it and never regret it."

The Demon Saint smiled, laughing very wantonly, and freely:

"Interesting, really interesting, your character is related to my Demon Dao, do you want to become my sect holy son, with my protection, no one in the Western Regions dares to touch a hair of yours."

At the same time, the Jiaolong Patriarch unhurriedly walked out of the space teleportation and stood next to Ling Feng's dragon head:

"My grandson does not need to enter your demon path, the Eastern Wilderness is enough for it to grow."

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