The immortal elements of his life and the side effects of the blood in his heart had already started to fill up his entire body. If not for a strong willpower, he would have long since fainted.

Relying on his strong will, Lin Feng forced himself to walk in the air, and when he arrived at the place where the Dragon Guardian Tribe was standing, he left behind a sentence before leaving.

"Lin Jun, where are you going? "No matter where you go, just let Yumei follow you, okay?"

Yiteng Youmei shouted from behind and chased after her.

"Follow the Gu family head and wait for my return."

Lin Feng did not turn back. Relying on his strong willpower, he forcefully ignited his energy that was close to drying up. He stepped into the air and quickly disappeared from everyone's line of sight.

His body was already severely injured from the attack of the three fighter jets. Adding on the loss of a mouthful of immortal elements and some of the blood in his heart, his injuries worsened. Right now, he had to find a place as soon as possible and undergo closed-door training to heal his injuries. As for the lost life immortal elements and heart blood, he could only wait for a fortuitous encounter or spend enough time to slowly recover.

"Lin Jun, Lin Jun …"

At this time, Gu Mu walked over unsteadily. He lightly patted Yiteng Youmei's shoulder:

"Don't worry, I promised Master Lin that I'll take good care of you."

"Another monster has appeared in China. He broke through during the battle and reconstructed his physical body, using his own strength to kill the leader of the Island Country's ninja Alliance, Shan Benyilang. He along with the leader of the Island Country's ninja, the Vatican Pope Alden and the European Dark Council's President Claude."

"Among the top five rankers in the X Ranking, only Gu Mu is left."

"At the location of the Cultivation of a Dark Saint Master's Cave, a green giant appeared. The green giant was incomparably powerful, but in the end, he was killed by the Master Lin."

"The Burmese military, also intervened in the end with the dispatch of the entire 17th armoured regiment, as well as the aerial armed helicopter and the Formation of fighter aircraft. Even Mi Fang also dispatched his aircraft carrier s to carry out the final encirclement and annihilation. However, the result was that all 17 of the Burmese Armoured Regiments were annihilated, the Armed helicopter formation was annihilated, four Mig-29 fighter jets escaped the battlefield, and the three Mi Fang combat planes that took off from the aircraft carrier were destroyed. "

News like this spread like wildfire and soon spread throughout the entire martial dao world.

Whether it was the ancient East, or the rising of the Adepts, whether it was the Church, the European Dark Council, or the ancient Egyptian Pharaoh faction, everyone was talking about everything that had happened in the Cultivation of a Dark Saint Master's Cave.

In front of them was a young man of around twenty years of age. The young man was dressed in snow-white clothes, and a blood-red cross hung around his neck, reaching all the way down to his chest.

"Son, you must avenge the Pope …"

All the Arch-Cardinals knelt on the ground and cast their eager gazes on the young man.

"After being quiet for over a hundred years, it's time for me to come out and take a walk."

The young man nodded, and a pale smile appeared on his face.

… ….

The castle was shrouded in darkness. A cold wind was blowing. At the center of the castle, there was a three-storey house which was covered in darkness. The house was made up of a lot of stones that were of the same size. Green moss covered the top of the rock, and there were even drops of water falling from time to time. Amidst the darkness and humidity, there was a rotten smell coming from it.

There was a huge underground palace in the depths of the villa that was made purely from piles of stones. Such a palace was normally Augustine Castle's forbidden area, and was guarded by the judge panel of Dark Council. Even the judge himself and the president of Dark Council were not allowed to enter. But today, dozens of black-robed judges gathered here under the lead of the Great Judgement.

Dozens of judges were kneeling in front of the huge bronze coffin. Under the lead of the Great Judgement, they were all chanting the same incantation. These incantations formed streams of spiritual force that could be seen with the naked eye in the air and poured into the huge bronze coffin.

"Why did you wake me up from my sleep?"

An elderly voice rang out from the bronze coffin, followed by the appearance of an old man.

Such an old man looked to be about a hundred years old. He was incomparably old, and his entire body was covered with countless layers of wrinkles. His entire body seemed extremely weak, with a stooped and powerless appearance, seeming as if it was possible for him to be unconscious at any moment.

However, it was precisely this old man who appeared to be on the verge of dying. The aura that he was emitting was incomparably frightening and cold. It was as if he was the judge of the Underworld, the one who ruled over life and death. The terrifying aura he emitted was the sickle of the G.o.d of death.

With the head judge as the leader, all of the judges all stared at the old man and shouted excitedly.

The Blood Progenitor was one of the most powerful pract.i.tioners that had ever lived in the Dark Council.

"What is it?" The old man was completely indifferent to the excitement of the crowd.

"Claude is dead?" The judgement was stolen? Who made it? " Hearing this news, the old man didn't show the slightest bit of anger. Instead, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Good, very good!" The Blood Progenitor said with a smile as he leapt out of the pool and landed in front of everyone.

Every bone in his body also underwent a huge change, bursting out with a sound similar to the sound of beans being fried. As the sound of beans being fried rang out, the Blood Progenitor's stooped body began to rise in height. By the time the sound of beans being stir-fried had stopped, he had already risen nearly two meters into the air. It was a magnificent sight. Even the violent men of Hollywood were inferior to it in power.

… ….

Ancient Egypt, Pharaoh faction's ancestral hall.

The group of elders gathered together, their gazes landed on the Lord Messenger of G.o.d on the stage, their faces filled with anxiety.

"Follow me to the altar. From today onwards, I will be waiting for this Master Lin at the altar."

After Lord Messenger of G.o.d heard about Lin Feng's achievements in Myanmar, not only did he not become nervous, he became excited instead. At the same time, a brilliant will to fight exploded out from all over his body. "Kill!" "BOO!"

In the temple of Isle Island, the deity souls of Ma Yong, Fu Tin, Chuan Song Quan, and Jiu Shan were gathered there. Other than them, there was also an exceptional Ranker, Zuotong Chimu, who was protecting the Sky Emperor Tomb.

After Lin Feng left, they invited Zuotong Chimu over from the Sky Emperor Tomb. These few days, they had always been here, waiting for his arrival.

"left pupil lord, our Saohe Family just received news from the Burmese side. That Master Hua Xialin who destroyed the entire A'He family with her own power, killed the head of the ninja Alliance of my island nation, Shan Benyilang, as well as the commander of the Russian Blood Wolf Guard, the president of the European Dark Council, Claude, and the Pope Alden. "

"In addition, the Master Lin from China killed Green Giant, destroyed 17 groups and Armed helicopter formation, and three Mi Guo combat planes."

The first thing Saohe Family did when she received the news was to inform the news to Zuo s.h.i.+ and the first thing he did was to inform Zuotong Chimu.

"left pupil lord, I never thought that we would still underestimate the strength of that Chinese Master Lin!"

Zuotong Chimu smiled faintly: "What do we do about what?"

"If that Master Lin were to attack the island again, then we … …" Mai Sumoku and the others asked cautiously.

They were worried that even Zuotong Chimu would not be a match for Lin Feng, but they did not dare to say it directly.

"I'll wait for him!"

Zuotong Chimu's face was expressionless, as he continued to carry that faint smile on his face.

After the The Battle of the Transcendents from a hundred years ago, he had never truly battled before. Even though the strength displayed by this Master Lin was terrifying, it was not enough to scare him. Zuotong Chimu was even more impatient and hoped that this battle would come soon. He was stuck at the threshold of the Earth Immortal Realm for many years and could not break through.

Scenes like this happened in Thailand, the Korean nation, even India, and so on.

"From now on, the world of martial arts belongs to the Chinese martial arts world!"

In the midst of shock and amazement, a new consensus had been reached among the various countries' martial world circles.

Since the war in Maine, the world of martial arts in China had become the world's martial dao world's most deserving Venerable One.