Honghuang: God-level entries, starting from refining the demon-slaying sword

"Is it possible that Master Tianfeng's visit this time is about Fei Lian's corpse?"

After Lin Feng sat down, the Dragon King was still a little worried.

He didn't know if he hadn't handled his affairs well, otherwise why would Lin Feng come to his house at this time.

"I'm here this time only as a personal matter, hoping the Dragon King can help me with a personal matter."

Lin Feng shook his head and sighed, "The Dragon King must also know the current situation of the human race. I hope that the Dragon King can help us a little in this matter, at least leaving a way out for the human race."

human race...

The Dragon King laughed bitterly and said, "Master Tianfeng, you really think too highly of me. You should also know how much effort the demon race put into this matter."

"It's no exaggeration to say that even if we carry all of our dragon clan out, we will never be able to stop the demon clan!"

"After all, the human race is part of their plan to implement the future..."

"Unless there are no more witches in the prehistoric world, this is inevitable."

As a former high-ranking member of the demon clan, the Dragon King naturally knew all the truth. He even had a few crudely refined witch-killing swords in his hands for collection.

The Witch-Slaying Sword, made from a large amount of human flesh essence and soul, can be said to be a powerful weapon to annihilate the witch clan.

This point has already been proven by him in private.

and so……

There is almost no light in the future of the human race.

"I don't hope that the dragons will personally take action. I just hope that the dragons can protect some of the human race and at least leave some seeds for us."

"In the prehistoric continent, the dragon clan may be unable to fight against the demon clan, but in this vast ocean, it is not difficult to do so." Lin Feng said.

Hearing this, the Dragon King's expression relaxed a lot. As long as it wasn't a direct confrontation with the demon clan, he would be willing to help.

After all, he now has the support of Jiejiao and is not afraid of revenge from the demon clan. What's more, he also saw Lin Feng's potential in this battle with Fei Lian and wants to make friends with him.

Since it was Lin Feng who initiated this matter, even if I owe him a favor, I will have to repay it in the future.

"Since Master Tianfeng has come to my Dragon Clan, this is just a small matter and you only need to give me instructions."

"However, if that's all, then my dragon clan wouldn't be considered to have contributed much."

"In this way, I can dispatch ten Dragon Clan warriors and ten thousand Sea Clan soldiers to escort the human tribe designated by the Immortal to the East China Sea. No matter how many people come, we can arrange for them to be in place."

The Dragon King made a big promise.

The dragon warriors are all Golden Immortals with great strength, and are among the strongest among the dragons. The tens of thousands of sea soldiers are enough to daunt the ordinary demon armies.

Using it to escort the human race would really make Lin Feng proud.

Moreover, he finally saw it today.

Lin Feng's coming here today definitely means that he has the tacit approval of the saint. Perhaps even the saint is dissatisfied with the demon race and has made up his mind to help the human race. If that is the case, then why should he be so panic?

"Thank you, Dragon King, for your help. If you need anything in the future, I will definitely be there for you."

Lin Feng waved at the Dragon King, and the two smiled at each other, seeming to have reached a tacit understanding.

At this time, the Dragon King also took out a dragon scale and handed it to Lin Feng, saying slowly: "When Master Tianfeng encounters the human race, he only needs to wave the dragon scale, and generals and soldiers will arrive in a moment."

"Next, we just need to find the human tribe."

"understand!"

Lin Feng nodded, exchanged a few polite words with the Dragon King, and chose to leave.

Looking at Lin Feng's departing back, the Dragon King slowly shook his head, sighed in his heart, and muttered to himself.

"such a pity."

"As a great human prodigy, you must ultimately work hard for your tribe and cannot focus on cultivating the Dao. Otherwise, your future prospects might rival those of a saint."

"Your Majesty!" Upon hearing the Dragon King's words, Prime Minister Turtle stepped out from the corner, frowned, and asked, "Does this Master Tianfeng really have such potential?"

"I think he is only at the peak of the True Immortal Realm now. If he really participates in the Lich Tribulation, without the protection of a saint, his death will be just a matter of time!"

"That's true for ordinary people, but not necessarily for him." The Dragon King smiled, his eyebrows moving slightly.

Among the dragon clan and the sea clan, there are many people who can sense the aura of the saint, but few dare to come forward to sense the aura of the saint.

A saint is the most powerful being in the world. In the Saint War that was about to break out, he sensed Lin Feng's presence...

Lin Feng was at the center of the chaotic battle among the saints!

After realizing this, his impression of Lin Feng changed. What level of genius could possibly attract the attention of a Saint? At least, in all the Dragon Clan's history, there had never been one...

It is unheard of that the two saints from the West would come to Jiejiao to snatch Lin Feng away.

Maybe there are problems with other things, but there is only one thing that is not, that is, Lin Feng must have some secret in his hands, and this secret is also the key to his strength. If we follow his footsteps, the future path of the dragon clan will definitely be much easier than just keeping up with the Jiejiao!

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After calming down a little, Lin Feng set out on the road of training again.

In the ancient world, every inch of land is worth a lot of money. Almost every inch of the earth has a huge amount of spiritual energy, which can give birth to all kinds of natural treasures. A blade of grass placed randomly here will become a magical herb that countless people will rush to get in the future.

The cultivation level of a true immortal is not eye-catching in the ancient world. Any mountain king anywhere has a similar cultivation level.

In order to hone himself, Lin Feng did not choose to fly. He took a step silently, selected the direction of Buzhou Mountain and started walking.

It has only been a thousand years since I returned to the prehistoric continent, and this land seems to have changed. Countless calamity energies have entangled every living being, making them hate each other and start fighting.

The witches and liches were all ready to strike. The witch tribes were slaughtered and the mountains where the demons gathered were destroyed. It was all normal.

The human race, having found ways to survive in these desperate situations, was finally forced to gather together by the demon race.

Standing on the land of his former tribe again, Lin Feng let out a faint sigh.

I don’t know if Suiren left some means behind before he left to prevent others from tracking him, but this place has now become a scorched earth.

You can still vaguely see the corpses of many humans and the remains of their souls floating.

The former human altar has become a ruin, and was even completely demolished by the demon clan, with only a frame still standing there.

"This world is changing too fast."

Lin Feng shook his head helplessly.

But suddenly, his expression changed slightly, as if he sensed something, and looked back.

A great wizard and a woman were already standing behind him, as if they had been waiting for him and watching his back.