Standing on the top of the mountain, Jiang Lin looked at the God killed by himself.

    Not long ago, Jiang Feng fought with this God for a total of 100 rounds.

    Finally, the spirit was killed by Jiang Feng with a sword.

    Jiang Lin really experienced this process.

    Jiang Feng has a profound understanding of his sword meaning, sword Qi, sword moves and flying into the realm.

    It can be said that after this war, Jiang Feng opened the door to Jiang Lin''s soaring territory.

    As long as Jiang Lin seizes this opportunity, it is definitely not a very difficult thing to preach immortals in the future.

    However, after killing this God, Jiang Feng was also seriously injured.

    Jiang Feng took a deep breath, recuperated from his injury, and then returned to the barracks.

    After this war, Jiang Feng not only completely stabilized the soaring territory, but even entered the middle of the soaring territory.

    In the military camp, Jiang Feng wrote a small book about his feelings of flying into the country.

    Then let Lin Xueer distribute this little book.

    Jiang Feng explored the road ahead, and then handed the explored road to everyone in the world.

    This is the mode for all ethnic groups to move forward.

    After the defeat of this divine war, the ten thousand nationalities have cultivated for a total of 50 years.

    After fifty years of cultivation, the ten thousand families sent troops to attack the protoss again.

    At this time, the combat power of the ten thousand families can barely compete with the Protoss.

    However, the arrogance of the protoss makes them still despise all races.

    For the protoss, they can extinguish this rising flame when all races rise.

    But the protoss did not.

    They have survived for millions of years, and their lives are eternal. They feel a little boring and insipid about everything in the world.

    At this time, the resistance of all ethnic groups is the best toy for them.

    They won''t easily break the toy.

    They want to see how these people of all races struggle.

    How to give them hope, and finally give them despair.

    So it was another battle that lasted for hundreds of years.

    In this century long war, Lin Xueer, Shilipo sword God and Jia Chang''an all entered the realm of flying.

    Similarly, Jiang Feng has entered the late stage of flying, and even Jiang Feng sees a touch of hope to break through the realm.

    Jiang Feng felt that this breakthrough was not unusual, but a qualitative change of monks.

    If there is a sermon in and below the soaring realm.

    Then Jiang Feng feels that in the next realm, he can exist face to face with the avenue.

    Jiang Feng had felt that if he reached the next level, he would have the power to fight with the original God.

    At that time, the gods will usher in real resistance.

    It will be too late for the gods to regret their arrogance.

    But to enter the next level, Jiang Feng felt much more difficult than before.

    If the soaring state means the end of the wanzu sermon.

    Then Jiang Feng felt that he needed to open up another world at this end.

    At the same time, among the Wufu in the world, the head of the Chen family has reached the final bottleneck.

    When he reached the latest level, he already felt that he could not enter the next level.

    As the strongest of the contemporary Wufu, if the Chen clan leader can''t enter the next realm.

    Then it will also show that the world''s Wufu, I''m afraid it''s over

    "Jiang Feng, I can''t go to the next level."

    One night, the head of the Chen family asked Jiang Feng for a drink.

    When Jiang Feng was about to stop talking, the head of the Chen family waved his hand.

    "You don''t have to persuade me. I know my limits very well.

    I also want to go to the next level and find a new way for Wufu all over the world.

    If I can, I don''t want to admit defeat so easily.

    But Jiang Feng, now I really see my limits.

    I can feel it. There''s a way behind me.

    But this way, I''m afraid I won''t have a chance to go on.

    Well, that''s all.

    There will be a war tomorrow. I''ll go to sleep first. "

    Watching the departure of the head of the Chen Clan.

    Jiang Feng thought of his current situation.

    Chen clan leader is definitely not the kind of person who likes to admit defeat.

    If Jiang Feng is the Pathfinder of friars in the world.

    Then the head of Chen Clan is the Pathfinder of Wufu in the world.

    The head of the Chen Clan will not admit defeat so easily.

    And the reason why he said so tonight is really because he saw his limits.

    What about yourself? For yourself, is the soaring realm your limit?

    Or is the flying realm the limit of all monks in the world?

    Facing this doubt, Jiang Feng began to doubt his path of practice.

    But Jiang Feng knew he couldn''t stop.

    I must go forward.

    Even if it is the limit of their own existence, they must look forward.

    Until one day, I died on the battlefield, or a younger generation came to surpass me and continue to explore the way for all races.

    With the hope of all ethnic groups and the future of all ethnic groups, Jiang Feng continued to try to explore the road of cultivation.

    Jiang Feng no longer doubted his limit, nor did he think whether the flying realm was the limit of friars?

    Jiang Feng doesn''t know whether his road is right or not, let alone whether there is really a road ahead of him.

    For him, there is only endless attempt and exploration.

    Finally, in this divine war for hundreds of years.

    Jiang Feng fought a one-on-one battle with an original God.

    This is the first time in the history of all ethnic groups to challenge the original God. Similarly, in this battle, Jiang Feng felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness.

    When the God took a sickle and walked away from Jiang Feng.

    Jiang Feng seemed to be like an ant in front of the original God.

    His realm is not at the same level as him at all.

    Can the human race, even the ten thousand races, really reach the same realm as the gods?

    Can wanzu really win freedom?

    The realm of ten thousand families'' hard cultivation, and the protoss have it or even surpass it as soon as they are born.

    Can such a gap really be filled?

    Is it really meaningful for all races to fight against God''s foot for thousands of years?

    Jiang Feng has been avoiding the problem, just like the tide rushing towards Jiang Feng.

    Despair, powerlessness and emptiness kept pouring into Jiang Feng''s heart.

    At this time, the God holding the sickle had walked to Jiang Feng and looked at him like an ant.

    "General!"

    At the same time, someone kept shouting Jiang Feng''s name and came desperately towards Jiang Feng.

    By their side, they kept covering for them and asked them to save their soldiers.

    Yes, they haven''t given up yet, and this is the bloody battle between all races and gods.

    The sickle of the gods finally came under the command of Jiang Feng.

    At the same time, a thunder fell from the sky.