Lin Feng woke up soon after being rescued by the creatures of Qingtian Mountain.
Pengfei, Pengling and others also asked him many questions.
Later, Lin Feng also learned that the Lin clan was destroyed.
There was no one alive in the entire family, and his father Lin Zhentian also died tragically on the spot.
This made Lin Feng's eyes tear up, filled with grief and anger, and he wanted to tear Jun Xiaoyao into pieces.
He was indeed more motivated to become stronger.
Jun Xiaoyao didn't know about Lin Feng's fate.
Even if he knew, there would be no fluctuations in his heart.
Jun Xiaoyao is iron, and the protagonist of the world is changing.
Xiao Chen is like this, Yang Pan is like this, and Lin Feng is also like this.
Jun Xiaoyao still has a lot to do, and it is impossible to focus all his energy on Lin Feng, a small figure.
And at about the same time.
Another continent in the Ten Lands is called Xingchen Continent.
The Xingchen Continent is very special among the ten lands in the lower realm.
Because it is rumored that a long time ago, there was a heaven-defying figure in the Xingchen Continent, named Wuji Xingjun.
The Wuji Xinggong he founded once ruled the entire Xingchen Continent.
Not only that, the Wuji Xingjun also ascended to the fairyland and stirred up endless winds and clouds.
There are no less than ten supreme beings who have been defeated by him.
In the end, because of his excessive edge, he offended too many forces and big figures, and was finally besieged and died.
The Wuji Xinggong in the lower realm also suffered a devastating blow and never recovered from it.
With the fall of Wuji Xingjun, the entire Xingchen Continent has declined.
This feeling is as if Wuji Xingjun has gathered the luck of the world in one person.
His fall cut off the luck of the entire Xingchen Continent.
At this moment, in the Xingchen Continent, a rare war is breaking out in the world.
On one side of the war, the Xuantian Sect was involved.
It was the Jun family that sent the lower world to suppress one of the followers of the ten ancient clans.
On the other side, there was more than one force.
There were terrifying creatures with golden horns on their heads.
There were also powerful beings with silver horns on their heads.
There were also a few mysterious masters wearing black cloaks, hunting down Xuantian Sect disciples everywhere.
"Kill, protect my Xuantian Sect, and kill the sinful clan!"
"You sinful clans, with sinful blood flowing in your bones, are actually trying to turn over!"
Many Xuantian Sect warriors were roaring and fighting hard.
"Haha, our Golden Horn Clan has been suppressed for thousands of years, and finally we can turn over. Today, I will be the first to sacrifice you Xuantian Sect!" A strong man with golden horns grinned, revealing sharp teeth, looking quite cruel and bloodthirsty.
Their lineage is called the Golden Horn Clan.
Once in the Wilderness Fairyland, they were also a well-known and powerful race.
But because they caused chaos, they were suppressed by the Jun family, and the strong men in the tribe were killed, and the remaining members were driven to the lower world and became creatures in the lower world.
Not only that, the Jun family also sent the Xuantian Sect to suppress and supervise them.
This made their hatred in their hearts continue to pile up.
This kind of shame and resentment not only did not fade away with time, but became more and more engraved into the bone marrow.
Finally, they had the opportunity to be liberated.
All the hatred and anger were poured on the Xuantian Sect.
On the other side, a strong man with a silver horn on his head also said coldly: "Our Silver Horn Clan has also been suppressed for thousands of years. Whether it is your Xuantian Sect or the Jun family in the fairyland, our Silver Horn Clan will retaliate!"
The Silver Horn Clan, like the Golden Horn Clan, was once the strongest race in the fairyland and experienced the same fate.
"Hmph, the Lord's Jun family, how can you humble sinners shake it."
Suddenly, a cold snort sounded, and two old men suddenly appeared in the void.
"Sect Master, Deputy Sect Master!"
Seeing these two old men, everyone in Xuantian Sect was excited.
They can be said to be the pillars of Xuantian Sect.
The person who spoke was the Sect Master of Xuantian Sect, a true saint.
And the deputy sect master next to him also had the cultivation of a quasi-saint.
However, the Golden Horn and Silver Horn tribes were not panicked.
In their tribe, there were also powerful beings with the aura of the holy realm.
Although they had been suppressed in the lower world for a long time, they were once the strongest race after all, so how could they really not have any masters.
It's just that they had been sealed in the forbidden area before.
"How did the Golden Horn and Silver Horn tribes escape?" The deputy sect master frowned his gray eyebrows, his old face solemn.
"Those black-robed people, could they be..." The Xuantian Sect Master had some guesses in his mind, and his face became even colder.
Next, the war broke out again.
On the Xuantian Sect side, under the leadership of the Sect Master and the Deputy Sect Master, they fought hard.
On the side of the Golden Horn Clan and the Silver Horn Clan, strong men also appeared and started a bloody killing.
The whole situation was extremely chaotic.
In the Xuantian Sect, there was also a war.
Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals.
In the sky, strong men were fighting.
Below, the Xuantian Sect disciples were also fighting with the Golden Horn Clan and the Silver Horn Clan.
But what frightened them was that there was a group of black-robed people wearing black cloaks, standing on the side of the Sin Clan, ruthlessly hunting the Xuantian Sect disciples.
In the Xuantian Sect, corpses were scattered all over a square.
There were creatures of the Sin Clan, but more were Xuantian Sect disciples.
At this moment, a beautiful woman was surrounded by a group of black-robed people.
At her feet, there was a bloody corpse, the eldest brother of Xuantian Sect.
"Who... who are you? Why are you pestering us so much!"
The woman's name was Liu Qianqian. At this moment, her face was as pale as paper, and her heart was chilled.
She didn't understand why these black-robed people targeted them when there were so many disciples of Xuantian Sect.
Even the eldest brother died tragically on the spot to protect her.
At this time, a black-robed person in the center laughed coldly and said, "Haha, Liu Qianqian, don't you know what you did wrong?"
Hearing this slightly familiar tone, Liu Qianqian's eyes suddenly froze, and she stretched out her hand in disbelief, pointing at the black-robed person, hesitating.
"This voice... you... you are..."
In Liu Qianqian's surprised and surprised eyes.
The black-robed person slowly took off his black robe.
Revealing the face that Liu Qianqian was about to forget.
"Mo Fan!"
Liu Qianqian screamed in disbelief, and was petrified.
Mo Fan, the young man who was framed by her and her senior brother more than a year ago and was struck by lightning and was dying.
At this moment, he appeared alive in front of her.
"You... aren't you dead?" Liu Qianqian's face was as pale as paint.
She clearly saw that Mo Fan was charred by lightning and had almost no life, so she threw him out casually.
And now, Mo Fan is not only still alive, but also seems to have undergone a complete transformation.
"Then I have to thank you, you two dogs and bitches. If it weren't for you, how could I, Mo Fan, be where I am today?"
"In that case, I have to thank you." Mo Fan smiled, but his smile was very cold and cruel.