Chi Hun laughed.

"Shen Xishang will probably pick up the ring that Xiaoying got. Don't worry, the king of the realm." Lin Yun said.

"Once this matter is over, it's time to attack the old faction. Lin Feng gave these people a lot of morale. It just so happened that when he died in the ancestral world, the morale accumulated by the other party collapsed. It was just the time for us to work together." Lin Ziqing said.

"OK."

It can be seen that they really enjoyed this 'infinite duel'.

Lin Yun couldn't wait any longer.

He looked back in the direction of the Lingxiao and could vaguely see a group of people over there.

"Brothers Tiger and Bear, are they all here? What's the use? We can't even wait for the corpses to come out! Number two on the list of small realm kings? It's a beautiful thought, but the dream is in vain."

It's not that he doesn't want the disciple of the Sword God Lin to be ranked second in the Small Realm King List.

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

If it were Lin Jianxing, he would have rolled over laughing.

Just then!

Chi Hun walked to the side and took out a golden communication stone.

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

"Shang'er is gone."

When the other party spoke, these were the four words.

"Um?"

Chi Hun suddenly opened his eyes wide.

"The soul is broken."

"Well……"

Chi Hun's entire face was suddenly twisted into a twist.

The hands holding the golden communication stone were shaking.

"How can it be?"

His face was contorted, and his tongue was almost tied when he spoke.

"Find a way to bring that Lin Feng back."

After finishing speaking, the golden communication stone dimmed.

Chi Hun stood there blankly, his mouth slightly open, as if it had been torn open.

His neck stiffened and he turned back.

Not far away, Lin Yun and Lin Ziqing were chatting and laughing with the dark tribe strongman.
Chapter completed!