2411: C2411 Pale Asthenia

C2411 Pale Asthenia

"Is Lin Fei a human or a ghost!?" Why didn't he die? How could he have such a terrifying recovery ability? Just why is he riding on a horse?! "

"Martial cultivation evildoer! Lin Fei is a martial cultivation evildoer that hasn't been seen in ten thousand years!" "Thinking about how I was sure that Lin Fei would die at the hands of Zhang Orchid, I felt humiliated."

"When compared to Lin Fei, the other cultivation geniuses I've met are just trash, trash, and dog shit. They aren't even fit to carry shoes for Lin Fei. "

"..."

Shouts of alarm rang out one after another.

Earlier, at the entrance of the Boundless Mountains' Divine Ruins, those over eight million cultivators mocked Lin Fei in a frenzy.

However, at this moment, their faces paled, turned green, and frantically knelt before Lin Fei.

In their eyes, Lin Fei was no longer a human, but a god.

Any description of Lin Fei would seem pale and weak.

"Black Scorpio Palm …" Zhang Lan continued to use her strongest martial skill, the Black Scorpio Palm, to attack Lin Fei.

She did not believe that Lin Fei would not die.

In that instant.

Lin Fei was no longer in his human form.

His head was shattered, his four limbs were broken, and his body was badly mutilated. Not a single part of him was unharmed.

However …

In the blink of an eye.

Lin Fei's head grew back, his four limbs grew back out, and the injuries on his body healed once again.

Yuwen Mengyi was going crazy!

To be honest, she regretted offending Lin Fei.

Lin Fei was not just a lunatic.

Furthermore, Lin Fei was an undying monster.

Zhang Orchid's strongest martial skill, the Black Scorpio Palm, had attacked Lin Fei so many times, yet Lin Fei was still unharmed.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes.

She wouldn't believe it even if he beat her to death.

At the entrance of the Boundless Mountain's Divine Ruins, it was as quiet as a cemetery at midnight.

That was a needle drop.

There was no sound of breathing or heartbeats.

Zhang Hua was an old monster who had lived for tens of thousands of years. She felt as if her mind would explode.

It was only when she had sucked all the air out of her body that she stopped using her most powerful martial skill, Black Scorpio Palm, to attack Lin Fei.

"Zhang Orchid, what other tricks do you have up your sleeve? Use them all right now!" Yuwen Mengyi shouted in fear.

Today, it wasn't her that died.0

It was Lin Fei's death.

Looking at the current situation, she felt that it was more likely that she would die.

She could only hope that her final trump card, Zhang Orchid, would kill Lin Fei.

Lin Fei was silent.

He did not strike out with his fist again.

At this moment.

He was communicating with the ancient War God.

"Little brat Lin, take some time to practice the 'Fiendgod Body Refining Technique'." The ancient war god said excitedly.

Lin Fei was too lucky.

Previously, Lin Fei had consumed a drop of Fiendgod blood essence.

No matter how tough Lin Fei's body was.

Even Lin Fei would not be able to cultivate the Godly Demon Body Training.

"Yes." Lin Fei was expressionless, but in his heart, he was smiling.

According to what the ancient War God said, as long as he managed to cultivate "Godly Demon Body Refining Technique", the strength of his body would increase tenfold and his strength would double.

The Fiendgod Body Refining technique was simply too terrifying.

Not far away.

Zhang Hua saw that Lin Fei did not attack again.

She let out a long sigh of relief.

Grand Princess, there is no more spiritual energy in the old woman's body. Zhang Lan used her spiritual energy to send a message to Yuwen Mengyi.

Yuwen Mengyi felt her entire body turning cold.

In this way, she would die in Lin Fei's hands!

Her face turned deathly pale, like a dead face.

"Eldest Princess, you don't have to worry. According to the old woman's conjecture, Lin Fei also doesn't have any spiritual energy left in his body. He won't be able to kill us." Zhang Lan continued to use her spiritual energy to send messages to Yuwen Mengyi.

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