Panlong's Growth System

Chapter 355 Huge Coffin
In the palace of the main god, the three strong men in white robes quickly flew towards the white-haired old devil, Mr. Yan was full of horror.

Perhaps in the eyes of these three white-robed powerhouses, the safest place is beside the white-haired old devil, but at this moment, the distance is really too far away.

The white-haired old devil looked at his three subordinates, his eyes were full of worry, he didn't know if his three subordinates could come to his side.

Lin Feng and Venerable Master looked at all this coldly, but they didn't have any thoughts of making a move. Moreover, these white-robed powerhouses had nothing to do with them.

The scimitar whirled in the air.But there is no existence, but chasing and killing these three strong men in white robes, maybe they are afraid of something.

Casually glanced around, but Lin Feng's eyes could not help but pause, he found that Ah Mai had died at some point.

And Paul also sat on the ground with a sad face, his eyes filled with tears, very sad.

However, Lin Feng discovered that the scar on Ah Mai's body was caused by that machete.Isn't the machete in Paul's hand?So what is the situation now?

Shaking his head helplessly, Lin Feng walked towards Paul. No matter what, Lin Feng had been with Paul before.

It can even be said that Paul and Ah Mai are the only two people Lin Feng knew in the City of Eternal Night.

"Paul, what's going on?" Lin Feng walked up to Paul and asked.

"Amai is dead." Paul said with a bitter face, but a deep hatred flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"I know, but how did Ah Mai die?" Lin Feng continued to ask.

The expression on Paul's face froze, but he stopped, he didn't know what to say.

"Amai was killed by the scimitar in your hand?" Lin Feng asked suspiciously. Could it be that the scimitar in Paul's hand is still conscious?In other words, the scimitar in Paul's hand has a mind?

Paul glanced at the scimitar floating in the air, and nodded helplessly. He couldn't figure out why the scimitar became like this.

Suddenly, the scimitar flew towards Paul, but Lin Feng who was beside Paul didn't seem to notice it.

Seeing the scimitar flying over, Lin Feng's eyes flashed with fear, he looked at the scimitar tightly, and if the situation was wrong, he would take action immediately.

Facing this scimitar, even though Lin Feng's strength was already very good, he still didn't dare to underestimate it.

The venerable lord at the side closed his eyes at some point, as if he was indifferent to everything around him, but if the lord didn't care about anything, then what was the purpose of the lord coming here?

Under Lin Feng's gaze, Machete didn't make any movement. Perhaps, Machete didn't choose to provoke Lin Feng.

The scimitar returned to Paul's hand smoothly, but Paul couldn't help showing a look of joy in his eyes, but maybe he wanted Ah Mai to die, so the joy in his eyes slowly faded away.

"Paul, you'd better put away the scimitar in your hand and don't use it." Lin Feng couldn't help but said when he saw the blood lines on the scimitar.

Maybe it was an illusion, or maybe it was Lin Feng's intuition. Lin Feng could smell the strong smell of blood coming from the scimitar.

When Paul heard Lin Feng's words, anger flashed in his eyes. From Paul's point of view, Lin Feng did not want his strength to become stronger.

"Hmph, without a scimitar, how can I protect myself? I'm not a strong man like you!" Paul said sarcastically, maybe the scimitar in his hand gave Paul courage.

Hearing the sarcasm in Paul's words, Lin Feng couldn't help showing a hint of helplessness in his eyes, shook his head, but left directly.

Regarding Paul, Lin Feng didn't know what he should say, but now Lin Feng didn't want to say anything anymore, because of the path Paul chose, Lin Feng didn't want to say anything more.

Besides, Lin Feng already knew that even if he said it himself, Paul would not listen.

Finding a place at random, Lin Feng looked towards the center of the main god's palace, and found that the three strong men in white robes had already arrived beside the white-haired old devil.

But that's right, the strength of the white-robed powerhouse is not weak. When Lin Feng talked with Paul, it should be enough for them to come to the side of the white-haired old devil.

The white-haired old devil looked at the three white-robed powerhouses beside him, and couldn't help showing joy in his eyes. No matter what, it's good to be able to survive.

The white-robed strongman followed closely behind the white-haired old devil, not daring to leave any more. They had already developed great fear of the scimitar.

Under the attack of the scimitar, these strong men in white robes had no ability to resist at all. When they saw the scimitar, they were already dead.

None of the strong men in white robes had the confidence to survive under the attack of the scimitar, so these strong men in white robes would follow the white-haired old devil closely. Only the white-haired old devil could give them a sense of security.

Noticing the state of mind of the white-robed powerhouse beside him, the white-haired old devil couldn't help showing a helpless look in his eyes, but he didn't say anything, he could understand these white-robed powerhouses.

Facing the scimitar, even the white-haired old devil himself does not have the confidence to block the scimitar, let alone these white-robed powerhouses?

Thinking of this, the white-haired old devil didn't stop his movements. He walked around the huge coffin that appeared in the center of the main god's palace, with unconcealable joy in his eyes.

"Come here." The white-haired old devil's voice suddenly sounded, and the three white-robed powerhouses behind him hurried over.

The voice of the white-haired old devil resounded in the empty main god's palace, causing Lin Feng and others to look at the white-haired old devil, but there was no worry on the white-haired old devil's face.

It seemed that in the eyes of the white-haired old devil, Lin Feng and the others did not pose any threat at all.

Regarding the behavior of the white-haired old devil, Lin Feng was very puzzled, and there was deep thought in his eyes.But Lin Feng knew too little information, so he couldn't guess what the white-haired old devil was going to do.

Shaking his head helplessly, there was still no trace of divine power in his body, and a worried look flashed in Lin Feng's eyes.

The three strong men came to the side of the white-haired old devil, and the white-haired old devil whispered a few words beside the three, but the eyes of the three white-robed strong men couldn't help showing a hint of ecstasy.

Under Lin Feng's watchful eyes, the three strong men in white robes came to the side of the huge coffin, put their hands under the coffin, and pushed hard.

Powerful power gushed out from the bodies of the three strong men, and the veins on their hands were exposed, but the huge coffin did not move at all.

The white-haired old devil noticed this, but his eyes couldn't help showing a hint of helplessness, without the slightest surprise on his face.For this point, the white-haired old devil seemed to have expected it.

A gleam flashed in his eyes, but the white-haired old devil shot directly, his hands tightly attached to the huge coffin.

"Get up!" The white-haired old devil shouted fiercely, his divine power was circulating crazily, and his eyes showed a deep solemn look.

"Boom" Under this powerful force, the coffin moved violently, rumbling, and the huge coffin began to be opened.

However, the bodies of Lin Feng and the Lord trembled violently, and in the next instant, they had already arrived at the side of the white-haired old devil, and looked into the huge coffin together.

(End of this chapter)