Chapter 782 Despair!

"Arrest the people who are making noise outside." Xie Tomb shouted loudly, his tone full of rage. It was simply unforgivable to interrupt the important evisceration at this time.

The order from the Evil Tomb came out, and the Evil God Lord and other high-ranking gods from the ancient evil clan who were standing outside all mobilized. Jing Wuhen alone could not resist the attacks of so many people. He was captured without making a hundred moves. The Evil God Lord knew Jing Wuhen, but was surprised that Jing Wuhen dared to come alone.

"Isn't this Master Wuhen? What? He came to save Lin Feng." The evil god's face was filled with a teasing and mocking smile, and several other powerful men from the ancient evil tribe also had teasing smiles.

Jing Wuhen's face turned a little pale, but his eyes also showed extremely murderous intent. He only regretted that he was not strong enough, otherwise he would definitely kill these beasts!

The ancient evil tribe should not exist in this world.

"Bring him in".

At this moment, Xie Tomb's shouts came from the house again. Hearing the sound, Xie Shen Zun did not dare to laugh out loud, so he could only lead Jing Wuhen into the house.

Jing Wuhen pushed open the door and walked in. At first sight, he saw Lin Feng, who had almost lost consciousness, floating in the air with his arms spread out. His face was full of pain, and Xie Tomb's left hand was like a sharp knife. It will insert itself into Lin Feng's left side at any time.

"Are you Jing Wuhen?" A smile appeared on Xie Tomb's face. He had also heard about Mr. Wuhen. The third runner-up in the last Western Conference was considered a small figure.

It's just that this year, after the geniuses of the ancient clans like Xie Dian, little people like Jing Wuhen are probably no longer worth mentioning.

"Seal his energy." Xie Tomb glanced at Evil God Lord and shouted lightly.

Hearing this, the Evil God nodded, and then patted Jing Wuhen's shoulder with his left palm. Jing Wuhen only felt a powerful and unshakable energy blocking his meridians, preventing his vitality from being mobilized. , Jing Wuhen spent a long time, but still could not shake this seal.

Jing Wuhen knew very well that he was sealed.

"Despicable, shameless". Jing Wuhen roared angrily, his eyes were blood red, and his whole body was filled with a violent aura, but there was nothing he could do.

"Haha, today I will let you witness with your own eyes how your friend Lin Feng was abolished, and how he gradually became the genius of our ancient evil clan, the evil palace."

Poof!

Xie Tomb's playful laughter reached Jing Wuhen's ears, but before he could finish his words, there was a sound like a knife going into flesh. With a pop, Xie Tomb inserted one of his hands into Lin Feng's ribs. , Lin Feng's already painful expression became more and more painful, and thin beads of sweat broke out on his forehead.

Xie Tomb's face was ferocious and twisted, and there was countless excitement and impatience in his eyes. He moved much faster. He touched Lin Feng's left rib. The body of chaos was filled with every bone in Lin Feng's body. Once this chaotic energy disappears, Lin Feng will only be a waste.

Xie Tomb grinned. Hidden under his yellowed teeth was a ruthless heart. He didn't care about Lin Feng's life or death. All he cared about was Xie Palace, the genius of the ancient Xie clan.

The fire of hope for the future ancient evil clan.

There was a puff, and another sound, Xie Tomb's right hand inserted deeply into Lin Feng's right ribs, touching the ribs filled with the body of chaos.

"Lin Feng, you will feel honored to have achieved the greatness of the Evil Palace, haha." Xie Tomb's face was excited, and then he moved his hands away with force, and what was clenched in his hands was Lin Feng's power of chaos. As long as these energies are attached to the ribs of Xie Temple, then Xie Temple will become the body of chaos. owner.

"No, no, beast, beast!".

Jing Wuhen looked at the bloody scene in front of him with blood-red eyes. The blood-soaked hands held cyan chaotic energy, like glass from nine heavens away, and like the energy of a god, but it was deprived of it abruptly. Walk.

Jing Wuhen's eyes were about to burst, but he could not break free from the evil god's shackles. No matter how hard he struggled, he could only watch his friend being humiliated and deprived of the glory and glory that belonged to him.

"No, no, how can this be done?" Jing Wuhen's face was pale, and he slumped on the ground helplessly. His resolute face was already full of panic. A good person was deprived of the body of chaos. This feeling was even worse than his own.

It was hard for Jing Wuhen to even imagine what Lin Feng would do when he lost his body of chaos, and how he would view the world today.

A waste?

Is Lin Feng going to go back to the person he was two hundred years ago? Being ridiculed by countless people, humiliated by countless people, looked down upon by everyone around him, even the person he loves most leaves him, is this what Lin Feng wants to see?

Lin Feng opened his eyes, and there was a hint of mist in his eyes. He felt no pain at the moment, only the despair and coldness in his heart. The power of chaos was being taken away little by little. Lin Feng knew that he would become a waste, even a waste. Not as good as that.

Lin Feng felt that he was back to the person he was two hundred years ago, the good-for-nothing Lin Feng. Wherever he went, he would be pointed at his spine and ridiculed. Do he still want to be that Lin Feng?

No, Lin Feng is not willing to become that kind of Lin Feng. Lin Feng does not want to lose the body of chaos, nor does he want to let the ancient evil clan succeed in using himself to achieve the aura of the evil palace. All of this is so unfair.

"What should I do? What should I do?"

Lin Feng asked himself more than once, but he was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to stand up, how could he resist?

Xie Tomb still deprived himself of the power of chaos unscrupulously, instilling all the cyan energy into Xie Dian's ribs. Although Xie Dian's face was also pale and in great pain, his eyes were excited and chaotic. Once his body is mastered by himself, then he will be a peerless genius, and no one can be more powerful than himself.

"Lin Feng, you have made me successful, but I will be better than you." Xie Dian murmured, looking at Lin Feng who was almost lost in pain and lost himself, feeling a little unwilling in his heart, but thinking about his future halo, everything was so logical.

No one knows how Lin Feng was deprived of his body of chaos, and how the genius of the generation fell into a lonely position. Everyone will only pay attention to how he, the genius of the Evil Palace, who suddenly emerged, stepped onto the world stage step by step, enjoying unprecedented of glory and respect.

Winners and losers have remained unchanged since ancient times. Lin Feng used to be a king and a winner, but now Lin Feng is just one of the withered bones.

As time passed, Lin Feng's body was almost hollowed out, and all the power of chaos was instilled into Xie Dian. Xie Dian combed his breath and felt that his body was filled with unfamiliar energy, but he was extremely excited.

From now on, he is the one who enjoys the halo, he is the real genius, and his evil palace wants to become the most domineering person among the ancient sect and the ancient clan.

He will also remember that a poor man named Lin Feng made him successful, but he will forget Lin Feng, which seems to be a normal thing.

it's over.

Not a single piece of Lin Feng's chaotic body was left in the evil tomb, and everything that belonged to Lin Feng was taken away. The evil palace will only become stronger and stronger, enjoying the glory of hundreds of millions of people, but Lin Feng can only become a withered skeleton in the ocean. , buried by sand.

Xie Dian glanced at Lin Feng's misery and embarrassment, and didn't pay any attention to it. He didn't need to waste his thoughts on a waste. His future was to become the first genius.

"I'm going to practice." Xie Dian exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the energy of chaos was emerging all over his body. The white energy made him even more mysterious and terrifying.

Evil Palace pushed the door open and left the room. Evil Tomb took a deep breath. His palms were covered with Lin Feng's blood. After wiping the blood with the robe on the ground, he threw the robe to Lin Feng and then glanced at Evil God. Lord, he shouted in a deep voice: "Let Lin Feng and Jing Wuhen go and let them fend for themselves."

"As commanded." The Evil God Lord nodded and watched as the Evil Tomb left. There were only three people left in the room. He, Lin Feng and Jing Wuhen were still there.

The Evil God Lord seemed to be in a dream at this moment. Lin Feng, who was so lively and vigorous before that no one could even mess with him, had been sucked out of all the energy of the Chaos Body and turned into a waste.

The Evil God suddenly felt a little empty in his heart, everything seemed so unreal.

He sighed, maybe this was Lin Feng's fate. Without the body of chaos that he was proud of, Lin Feng was nothing more than a waste.

"Let's go, you can go." The Evil God Lord let go of Jing Wuhen, but did not break the seal for Jing Wuhen.

Jing Wuhen's face was as pale as white paper. He could hardly imagine how he was holding Lin Feng and leaving the City Lord's Mansion and the Guxie Clan at this moment.

Jing Wuhen hugged Lin Feng and walked aimlessly for three days. He didn't know where he went, but he saw a valley in front of him, and the surroundings were pitch black. Just like Lin Feng's future, it was as dim as this moment. Light.

"Cough, cough, Wuhen, put, put me down."

Lin Feng, who was held in Jing Wuhen's arms, gradually regained consciousness and felt the burning pain. He coughed and struggled to speak.

Jing Wuhen looked overjoyed, Lin Feng finally woke up.

"Okay, okay, let's go to the valley."

Jing Wuhen nodded quickly, hugged Lin Feng and jumped down into the valley, which was only a few kilometers deep. Although Jing Wuhen had no vitality, he could still control it with his own abilities.

After jumping into the valley, Jing Wuhen slowly put Lin Feng down, and the wounds on Lin Feng's sides healed little by little.

But the scar left in Lin Feng's heart will never heal.