At this moment, Lingfeng of the Spirit Clan was leading more than a dozen Qingmao people. They were going back to the destroyed holy lake due to the battle between Lin Hao and the Evil Girl, looking for the living equipment that could still be used. They wanted to find a new place, set up camp, and they still wanted to survive! But they had just walked to this place, which was still three hundred miles away from the Holy Lake, but suddenly saw lightning and thunder in the direction of the Holy Lake, and dark clouds and strong winds enveloped everything. It seemed that there was still a battle between Lin Hao and the Evil Girl! "What's going on? It's still fine just now?"

"No, it's not that the evil woman has not died yet and has been resurrected..." "Impossible. If this is true, the saint cannot have no sense!"

Lingfeng glanced at the tribe members who were trembling because of fear. He has now established his prestige in the Tengling tribe and is regarded as the chosen person for the next generation of high priests. After the battle between Lin Hao and the evil girl, because the evil girl was killed, the Tengling tribe has now understood what they have been doing over the years, turned against each other, and surrendered, and at the same time completely abolished the position of high priests, leaving only the position of great prophet! The Spirit tribe achieved the final victory, but did not choose the original method of the Teng tribe, but chose to accommodate the Teng tribe. The two tribes coexist. Therefore, in the team that Lingfeng brought the Holy Lake to find residual equipment, half of them were Teng tribes.

The ones who are most afraid of at this time are also these Teng tribesmen.

They never expected that they had worshipped the saint who had been tens of thousands of years. They turned out to be a fake, and it was the fake, which killed the real saint! How loyal they were at the beginning, and now they were so afraid of the evil woman after they learned the truth! Therefore, when they saw the chaos in the world in the Holy Lake, they couldn't help but think about whether the evil woman would not die and now they are resurrected! But Lingfeng would not allow this fear to spread, so he glanced at these people, and then continued to approach the Holy Lake with everyone.

Everyone just heard a dragon roar coming from the Holy Lake. At first, they just thought it was a ferocious beast that was causing trouble. But when they thought about it carefully, Lingfeng remembered the evil woman of the Teng clan and grabbed a golden dragon! "Teng Ji, tell me honestly, are there anything else on the Holy Mountain?

For example, a dragon?

?”

Lingfeng immediately turned around and looked at a Teng tribe. This Teng tribe was older than him. He was originally his uncle and uncle. He had bullied the Spirit tribe a lot and had participated in the assassination of him. However, now the two tribes shook hands and made peace. The great prophet had specifically instructed him to forget hatred and live in peace. Therefore, he gave up his prejudice against Teng Ji and took the initiative to invite this person to join the team returning to the Holy Lake to find things, and he was also the deputy team of this team.

Although Tengji is not an elder of the Teng tribe, he knows some things where his seniority is. He heard this and couldn't help but dodge his eyes, then gritted his teeth and nodded: "Yes, the prophet said in the prophecy that the divine beast will bring the saint back to the tribe, so..." Ling Feng immediately felt nervous. The prophet's prophecy did say that the saint would sit and descend to the tribe with a divine beast, but that prophecy was definitely not the distorted appearance of the Teng tribe. For the sake of the evil woman they believed in, the Teng tribe actually regarded the real body of the saint and the real dragon beast as sacrifices to the evil woman! But now is not the time to care about these things.

However, another Teng tribe member looked at the chaos in the direction of the holy lake with a trembling voice: "No, could it be that the dragon god was angry... Let's go, what if the dragon god kills us?

?”

Seeing this man panic, Ling Feng couldn't help but glared at him, and then sighed helplessly: "If the Dragon God really wants to kill us... we can only apologize! After all, it's my Tengling tribe that is wrong first. How can we avoid it when things come to an end?

Let’s go, whether it’s life or death, and when we go to the Holy Lake, the mistakes made by our Tengling tribe will eventually be borne by our Tengling tribe!!”

Ling Feng clenched his fists and immediately continued to lead people towards the Holy Lake. Almost as he set off, a louder anger and a more crazy dragon roar came from the direction of the Holy Lake again! The dragon roar overshadowed the lightning and thunder in the holy lake, shaking the mountains and shook the mountains, and spreading almost everything in the world, clearly reaching their ears! Two Teng tribes' legs became weak and fell to the ground! Ling Feng ignored them this time and still led the team forward, and almost fell down the dragon roar.

At the moment, a loud bang was loud, not thunder, nor wind and rain, but like a chain was broken, the sound of the golden sound was deafening!! At the same time, among the saint ruins on Tengling Holy Mountain, the roar of the golden iron that shook the world, a huge soul-squeezing nail nailed on the golden dragon's head, passed through the golden dragon's skull, and nailed to the ground, shattered, turning into pieces of fragments and dust. The dragon head of the golden dragon suddenly rose up and roared to make a third

The sound of dragon roaring!!! Booming! Another explosion that vibrated the world, a huge soul-squeezing nail nailed on the left claw of the golden dragon burst, and directly shattered one of the dragon toes of the golden dragon, but the golden dragon seemed to have no sense. The legs and feet that had gained partial freedom grabbed the earth with a grunt, like an eagle claw, and became even more surging. The violent force rushed towards the remaining one hundred and six soul-squeezing nails on the body! Boom! Boom! Boom! The sound of the soul-squeezing nail bursting endlessly, and the sound of the soul-squeezing nail bursting was filled with sounds.

The roar of dragon roars filled with pain and anger, and the smell of madness was getting stronger and stronger. It was even denser than the thunder in the sky, and even more terrifyingly sounded! The thunderstorms and strong winds and rains above the holy lake were getting more and more crazy. Under the dark clouds, everything was dark, and it seemed like it had turned into a gloomy demon realm, and crazy dragon roars spread all over the fields! "It was crying..." "It hurts so much..." "Why... the dragon is a divine beast, why was it so cruel to death! It wants, it goes crazy!!"

One hundred and twenty miles away from the Holy Lake, a group of people suddenly stopped on the top of a mountain, looking at the holy lake where thunder was rolling, rain and snow, and wind swirling clouds, the leader of the Spirit Wind knelt on the ground like a soul-losing sound, as if he could empathize with the pain of the Golden Dragon. He looked in a daze in the direction of the Holy Lake, and couldn't help but burst into tears! The Tengling clan, the Teng clan's body cultivation, the Spirit clan's cultivation method, the Spirit clan's people are closest to the natural Taoism, and Lingfeng is the genius of the Spirit clan for thousands of years. Even though he was assassinated by the Teng clan, he still had no one to go out of his way of seeing the natural way. Therefore, at this moment, in others' ears, he could only hear the terrifying dragon roar, and only the dragon roar was full of anger and despair.
Chapter completed!