"Shen Xishang should be able to pick up the ring Xiaoying got, don't worry, the king of the world." Lin Yun said.

"As soon as this matter is over, it is time to attack the old school. Lin Feng has gained a lot of enthusiasm for these people. Just as he died in the ancestral realm, the accumulated energy of the other party collapsed. It is the time for us to do everything together." Lin Ziqing said.

"OK."

It can be seen that they like this "unfinished duel".

Lin Yun couldn't wait.

He turned around and looked in the direction of the Lingxiao, and could vaguely see a group of people there.

"Brother Tiger and Brother Bear, have you arrived? What's the use? You can't even wait for the corpse! The second place in the list of the Little World Kings? You think beautifully, and you're in vain."

It’s not that he didn’t want the disciples of the Sword God Lin family to be ranked second in the Little Realm King List.

He just... didn't want Lin Feng's grandson to reach this position.

If it were Lin Jianxing, he would have been laughing and rolling around long ago.

Just now!

Chihun walked to the side and took out a golden messenger stone.

In the messenger stone, a figure shrouded in golden mist appeared.

"Shang'er is gone."

The other party spoke, these four words.

"Um?"

Chihun suddenly opened his eyes wide.

"The soul split is broken."

"Well……"

Chi Hun's entire face was immediately twisted into a mess.

Both hands holding the golden messenger stone were trembling.

"How is that possible?"

He twisted his face, his tongue almost knotted as he spoke.

"Let me find a way to bring Lin Feng back."

After saying that, the golden messenger stone dimmed.

Chi Hun stood there, his mouth slightly opened, as if it had been torn apart.

His neck stiffened and turned around.

Not far away, Lin Yun and Lin Ziqing were chatting and laughing with the powerful Dark Clan.
Chapter completed!