Chapter 1814 Blood Wing Master!

"Falled."

Lin Feng still had a complicated feeling in his heart when he saw the fall of the master of the Bastar world. Back then when he left the Zhongqian World and came to wander in the void, the only ones who "accompanied" him were perhaps the two masters of the Basta World.

At the beginning, Lin Feng couldn't help these two masters, after all, they were high-level void walkers. Moreover, he was a little reluctant to use Bastar's Spear, so he put it on hold.

But now, Lin Feng finally used the Spear of Bastar to kill the master of the Bastar realm.

Now the light on Basta's Spear is dim, and it can only be used once at most.

Lin Feng could clearly feel that with the fall of the master of the Bastar world, the entire space-time prison seemed to have begun some strange changes. This change was very big, even beyond Lin Feng's imagination.

However, this is not enough, only the fall of a high-level void walker is obviously not enough to transform the prison of time and space. At this time, Lin Feng would not give up halfway at the critical critical point in the transformation of the time-space prison.

"There is also a master of the Bastar world, but unfortunately, there is only one chance to use the Bastar spear for the last time. Therefore, this last blow, even if it cannot kill the master of the Bastar world, it will still severely damage the other party."

Lin Feng looked at the Bastar Spear in his hand, the light on it was dim, and it could only be used once. Once he failed to seriously injure the master of the Bastar world this time, even if Lin Feng was exhausted, he would not be able to kill the master of the Basta world.

Fortunately, this is the prison of time and space, Lin Feng has the advantage of geographical advantage, and he can also secretly observe the master of the Bastar world, and find the weak point of the other party easily.

After observing for several days, finally, Lin Feng seemed to see an opportunity.

"It's this time!"

Lin Feng immediately activated Basta's Spear.

"call out".

The spear of Bastar turned into a stream of light, and quickly flew towards the master of the Bastar realm.

"Chila".

The sharp Bastar Spear pierced through the Lord of the Bastar Realm in an instant, and the result was brilliant, and severely injured the Lord of the Bastar Realm in an instant, leaving him on the verge of dying.

Under the inconceivable gaze of the other party, Lin Feng personally shot and beheaded the Master of the Basta Realm.

"Boom".

At the moment when the ruler of the Bastar world fell,

Lin Feng clearly felt that some fundamental changes seemed to have taken place in the time-space prison. The entire time-space prison was shaking violently, faintly beginning to transform.

"It's finally starting to change..."

Lin Feng has been looking forward to the transformation of the time-space prison. He doesn't know what the time-space prison will look like after this transformation, but he can be sure. The space-time prison after transformation must be far beyond his imagination.

"Hope it doesn't disappoint me."

Lin Feng closed his eyes, quietly comprehending the transformation of the time-space prison. It will take a while, maybe a few days, maybe a few months, who knows.

...

One month, two months, three months...

In a blink of an eye, ten months passed. Since the Mo clan defeated the attack of the eight Voidwalkers of the Feather Spirit Tribe last time, the entire Mo clan city has seemed very peaceful in the past ten months.

Of course, this is only at the rear, so it appears calm. In fact, on the front line, the Mo people are still defeated.

In particular, there was faint news that the elders of the two high-level void walkers of the Mo clan could not resist the four high-level void walkers of the Yuling clan, and even one high-level void walker was missing.

All of a sudden, everyone in the Mo tribe raised their vigilance.

No one knows where the high-level void walker of the Feather Spirit Race will appear. If it was before, of course they would not be afraid, because there is a Great Elder in the Mo Clan city, the strongest existence of the Mo Clan.

But now, the great elder of the Mo tribe is concentrating on refining top treasures in seclusion, and it is impossible to be distracted at all. Once a high-level void walker strikes, the consequences will be disastrous.

It's just that the more you are afraid of something, the more you will come.

Finally, on a certain day, when a figure exuding a terrifying aura appeared outside the city, all the Mo people felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"He is the Blood Wing Master, one of the four masters of the Feather Spirit Race!"

"My God, it's really the Lord of Blood Wings. It turns out that after he disappeared, he came to our city quietly."

"The Blood Wing Master is here, where is the Great Elder?"

Many Mexicans fell into panic.

The five Netherwalkers of the Mo tribe are also facing the enemy one by one. They are very clear about the current situation in the city. It is impossible to rely on them to contend against the blood wing master.

"Where's the Great Elder? Haven't left yet?"

"No, the Great Elder is still retreating."

"By the way, Mr. Lin, isn't there still Mr. Lin?"

"We have also looked for Mr. Lin, but his courtyard is completely closed and he is also in retreat. It seems that it is still a critical moment, and no one can disturb him."

"What, even Mr. Lin is also retreating. It's over, how can we stop the Lord of Blood Wings?"

"If you can't stop it, you have to stop it! What time is it now? We must unite as one, completely abandon everything, and at all costs, we must also stop the Lord of Blood Wings. After the Great Elder successfully refines the top treasure, he will definitely avenge us!"

The faces of the five void walkers were ashen. But they are also very clear that the current Mo city can only rely on them. But, facing a high-level void walker, do they have a chance of winning?

"Whoosh whoosh".

The five void walkers quickly flew out of the city and confronted the Blood Wing Master from afar.

There is a pair of wings on the back of the Blood Wing Lord, a pair of bloody wings, so it is called the Blood Wing Lord, which looks quite strange. He glanced at the five void walkers of the Mo tribe, and said with a blank expression: "You are the ones who defeated the eight void walkers of my Yuling tribe?"

"Yes, it's us!"

At this time, the Nether Walker of the Mo tribe could only reply "hardly".

"No, just because your five Voidwalkers are also the opponents of the eight Voidwalkers of my Feather Spirit Clan? Absolutely impossible! Is it your Great Elder? I heard that your Great Elder is refining a top-notch treasure, hehe, I don’t know if the refining is successful, how about letting me see it?”

The words of Lord Blood Wing made the faces of the five voidwalkers change slightly.

Even the Blood Wing Master knew that the Great Elder was refining top treasures, which showed that the Feather Spirit Clan didn't take this matter to heart at all.

How difficult is it to refine a top treasure?

Even if it is a special refining master who has all the materials prepared, there is no guarantee that he will be able to refine a top treasure in his lifetime, let alone a great elder of the Mo clan?

Moreover, so what if the top treasure is refined?

The Feather Spirit Clan has a lot of self-confidence. Their leader is infinitely close to the peak Voidwalker, even if it is a top treasure, there is nothing he can do about it. This is just an illusory hope of the Mo people's last breath.

He is now here to pierce the illusory and unrealistic illusory bubble of the Mo people, and make the Mo people completely lose hope!

"It's up to you, you can't stop me, let the Great Elder come out."

"You have to try even if you can't stop it."

"ignorance!"

The Blood Wing Master sneered, and then the wings behind him moved slightly, and immediately, in the blink of an eye, he was in front of a Mo Clan Void Master, and he just slapped his claws casually.

"Chila".

The master of the void of the Mo tribe was caught and turned into powder, and fell in the blink of an eye.

The gap is really too big!

"The Great Elder of the Mo Clan, are you still not coming out?"

The voice of the Lord of Blood Wings was mighty, spreading throughout the entire city.

"Boom".

Suddenly, a soaring breath erupted, as if a volcano was boiling, carrying boundless anger soaring into the sky.

"Blood Wing, you are courting death!"

A huge and magnificent sound echoed in the void.