Panlong's Growth System

Chapter 358
"Zi" Neither Lin Feng nor Paul thought that the scimitar would be so powerful that it would leave a long wound on the neck of the Lord God.

In that short moment, the scimitar easily left a wound on the main god's neck, and Lin Feng could see golden blood flowing from the main god's wound.

Lin Feng could feel that the golden blood was full of strong energy, which made Lin Feng's eyes show a hint of fear.

From the powerful blood of the main god, Lin Feng could feel the power of the main god, far surpassing the so-called Dzogchen powerhouse.

It can be said that the Dzogchen powerhouse and the main god are people from two worlds.

Clutching his wound tightly, the main god's eyes showed deep bitterness. He never thought that the weapon of that person would appear here.

Looking at the scimitar hovering in the air, the main god's eyes couldn't help but show deep heat. If he could use this scimitar, how could he end up in this situation?

However, thinking that he couldn't use this scimitar, the main god couldn't help but sighed, but he couldn't use this powerful weapon.

By the way, this kind of weapon seems to be called a spiritual weapon in the mouths of those people.However, looking at the scimitar in the air like an elf, the main god began to agree with this statement.

The hand was released from the neck, and the original wound had begun to heal slowly, which made Lin Feng a little surprised, the body of the main god was really strong.

"Are you the owner of this weapon?" The Lord God looked at Paul in front of him, but suddenly asked.

Paul looked at the Lord God with some doubts, not knowing why the Lord God said that, but thinking that he could not control the scimitar, Paul shook his head involuntarily.

Seeing Paul's reaction, the Lord God had a strange expression on his face, but it seemed that he realized something, and there was a trace of pity in his eyes.

"No wonder! It turned out to be just a sword slave." The main god's voice became smaller and smaller, but even so, it could still be heard by everyone in the main god's palace.

There was a strange look on Lin Feng's face, he took a deep look at the scimitar hovering in the air, but there was a look of enlightenment in his eyes.

Indeed, Paul had no way to control this scimitar. Even Lin Feng was not sure that he could control this scimitar.Since there is no way to control the scimitar, then naturally you can only become a slave to the scimitar.

In Lin Feng's eyes, this scimitar was born for killing, because of killing, this scimitar will become more powerful.

And it may be because of this reason that the previous owner of the machete was called the machete killer.The Lord still didn't respond in the slightest, but Lin Feng noticed that the Lord's eyebrows raised involuntarily.

The white-haired old devil who was flying towards the main god looked at the scimitar hovering in the air, but couldn't help but stop in place.

Facing this strange scimitar, even a strong man like the white-haired old devil dared not be careless in the slightest.

Once he is careless, what he loses is his own life. The white-haired old devil never thought that he would die here.

Glancing at Lin Feng and the others, there was a hint of madness in the main god's eyes. Looking at the closed main god's palace, the main god showed helplessness in his eyes.

As the master of the main god's palace, the main god naturally knows that once the main god's palace is closed, the people in the palace will have no way to absorb the divine power.

Even the main god has no way to absorb the power of the main god. The original design was to prevent the main god from coming.

But now, the main god's face is full of helplessness. He completely cheated himself by doing so.

Lin Feng didn't know what the main god was thinking. If Lin Feng knew, then Lin Feng would definitely laugh out loud.

The scimitar hovered in the air, but Paul's body kept retreating towards the corner. He knew that he relied entirely on this strange scimitar.

But looking at Lin Feng and others in front of him, Paul didn't think that the scimitar could resist so many strong men at the same time. For his own life, Paul planned to stay away from Lin Feng and others.

Lin Feng noticed Paul's retreating figure, his expression changed, and he was just about to start saying something.But thinking about the current situation, Lin Feng still didn't speak.

As for the Lord God and others, they didn't care about Paul's existence at all. It could be said that it was the scimitar in the air that made them afraid, not Paul.

Paul kept backing away, cautiously, but when he saw Lin Feng and the others who did not respond, a flash of hatred flashed deep in his eyes.

Looking at Lin Feng and others, how could Paul not know?Lin Feng and others didn't take him seriously at all, and Lin Feng and others didn't care about his existence at all.

Thinking of this, Paul simply no longer concealed his figure, let go of his full speed and headed towards the corner of the main god's palace.

However, Paul secretly made a decision in his heart, one day, he will kill Lin Feng and others!

The Lord God noticed Paul's departure, but there was an inexplicable look in his eyes. As the Lord God, as an old monster who had lived for hundreds of thousands of years, how could the Lord God not guess what Paul was thinking?
However, the Lord God didn't care at all. In his eyes, Paul's fate was already doomed.When Paul got the scimitar, it was already doomed.

"You all want my main godhead?" The main god said suddenly, exuding a powerful aura from his body.

Lin Feng looked at the Lord, but found that the eyes of the Lord had been opened for some reason, and there was a strong fighting spirit in the eyes.

"Don't talk nonsense! Let's fight!" The Lord's cold voice sounded.

While the lord was speaking, he had already rushed towards the main god, a long sword had already appeared in the hand of the lord, and an armor appeared on the body of the lord.

The light of the Lord God's power shone on the Lord's body, making the Lord's aura even stronger. Noticing this, the Lord God couldn't help showing a trace of solemnity in his eyes.

In the strong period of the main god, he would not worry about someone as powerful as the lord hurting himself, but now the main god has been injured.

Even though the injured camel was bigger than the horse, the main god knew that his strength was not even one percent of what he was in his heyday, so the main god didn't dare to be careless anymore.

It is enough for the machete to teach the Lord God a lesson, but the Lord God does not want to get hurt again, every injury is unacceptable to the Lord God.

The main god who has been seriously injured cannot accept that his strength has become weaker. If the main god is not serious, I am afraid that the main god will never have a chance to walk out of this main god palace.

(End of this chapter)