Apocalyptic natural disaster: I take over Lake Baikal, you can do whatever you want

"What should we do now? Xiaoqiang was killed instantly? Aren't we doomed?"

Hua Rou didn't expect that Xiaoqiang was so weak. It would be easy for him to die. But who here has the strength to defeat Lin Feng?

This is the case when Lin Feng has lost his mind. If Lin Feng can still use his time and space abilities, it would be more satisfying to commit mass suicide.

"Liquid medicine? Can you possess Lin Feng and try to take back control? Now we are all old, weak, women and children. It is impossible for us to subdue Lin Feng."

Hua Yan and the others were all level 3 psychics. They were thankful that they could dodge Lin Feng’s attacks. How could they possibly defeat Lin Feng and take back the Sword of Anubis?

"I can't do this either. If it were something else, I would try it, but I'm also afraid of fire. Look at how powerful the flame is? Even a cockroach can't handle it, let alone me.

Yao Shui spread his hands and said helplessly.

Fire is the nemesis of the medicine. Now that the medicine has possessed Lin Feng, it would be better for him to commit suicide.

At this moment, the black flame of the Sword of Anubis in Lin Feng's hand has slowly moved from the sword body to Lin Feng's arm.

When Lin Feng's entire body is engulfed by the hellfire, he will completely turn into a puppet controlled by the Sword of Anubis, and will forever be a monster that only knows how to kill.

"Kill! Kill!! Kill!!!"

Lin Feng shouted three times! The hellfire began to burn from his arms to his body!

The scorching temperature made it impossible for the liquid medicine to get close. If the liquid medicine was even slightly touched by the horrific hellfire, it would be burned.

The shadow of Anubis was very satisfied to see this scene. He had always wanted to come to this world, but unfortunately there had never been a suitable carrier that could withstand his powerful strength.

Thousands of years ago, he lent his power to the mummy princess, and he was about to come into this world.

However, his plan failed in the end. The mummy princess was finally mummified by the Pharaoh's guards. From then on, he never found a suitable body again.

"Lin Feng, your body is very strong. When the hellfire consumes you completely, I can borrow your body and return to this world. I will take your heart."

Anubis looked at Lin Feng's chest with a very hot gaze. His favorite thing to do was to dig out a person's heart and weigh it compared with the feathers.

If the heart is heavier than the feather, he will swallow the heart and fall into infinite hell.

If your heart is lighter than a feather, it can fly to heaven.

As we all know, the weight of the heart and feather, so all those who died at the hands of Anubis fell into hell.

"Kill you all! Die!"

Finally, Lin Feng seemed to have adapted to the burning of the hellfire. He picked up the Sword of Anubis again and killed the three of them.

Seeing this scene, the three people were completely powerless to resist, and couldn't even find any good way to solve this incredible thing before them.

The medicine and Ling Wenya were fine, because they knew that even if Lin Feng died completely, he could start over again.

But Hua Rou and Hua Yan were really scared because they had never experienced the cycle of death.

"Medicine! Let me out! I will definitely be able to wake Lin Feng up!"

At this moment, Ling Wenya suddenly appeared in front of Lin Feng.

She felt that Lin Feng must love her, so it was impossible for Lin Feng to kill her without hesitation.

"Husband! What's wrong with you! Wake up! I'm your wife, don't you remember me?"

Ling Wenya threw herself into Lin Feng's arms and let the hellfire burn her body, then stretched out her hands to snatch the Sword of Anubis from Lin Feng's hand.

Lin Feng wanted to kill Ling Wenya with a sword without hesitation, but when Ling Wenya's hand was cut by the Sword of Anubis, her blood was absorbed by the sword like a fountain.

At the same time, Lin Feng's bloodshot eyes filled with murderous intent seemed to have regained a bit of clarity?

Ling Wenya was seen being burned by the hellfire, her flesh and blood blurred, and her blood was still being absorbed by the sword.

The whole person is on the verge of collapse and may die at any time.

But she still stubbornly stretched out her arms and hugged Lin Feng tightly.

"Husband? Wake up! If you don't wake up, I'm really going to die."

"drop…"

A tear from Ling Wenya fell gently on Lin Feng's chest, and then slowly penetrated into Lin Feng's heart.

If Ling Wenya wants to leave something for Lin Feng in the end, then let me leave a drop of my tears in your heart forever.

"This way, even if I die, you will never forget it, right?"

Ling Wenya's body became weaker and weaker, but memories that did not exist originally emerged in Ling Wenya's mind.

"The man I love is a peerless hero. I believe that one day he will come to marry me on a colorful cloud. I guessed the beginning, but I didn't guess the ending."

"This sword of death is my personal sword. Only I and my beloved can pull it out. It doesn't matter if it's a human or a beast. If I can't be with the person I love, I won't do it even if I become a god."

Thinking of her previous vows, Ling Wenya finally remembered a handsome man saying to her affectionately:

"I once had a true love in front of me, but I didn't cherish it. I felt regretful when I lost it. This is the most painful thing in the world. If God can give me another chance to choose, I will say to that girl: I love you. If I have to add a time limit to this love, I hope it is: 10,000 years."

In the very end, Ling Wenya seemed to recall all the memories from ten thousand years ago.

Then, Ling Wenya suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the invisible Anubis in the void!

"Anubis! When there is no tiger in the mountain, the monkey becomes king! You, the sword spirit, have really become very powerful now? You even dare to touch me!!!"

At that moment, the terrifying pressure seemed to transcend time and space and directly pressed down on Anubis.

The pressure from the superior to the inferior's soul almost strangled Anubis to death.

This terrifying pressure reminded Anubis of the very terrifying woman ten thousand years ago.

"Pfft..."

Anubis knelt down on the spot. He was just the spirit of the Sword of Death, and this sword had an owner.

"Master, Anubis knows his mistake. Please forgive me this time."

Anubis' eyes were filled with fear. As far as he knew, his master should have been dead, so why did he appear again after ten thousand years?

If Anubis had known this would happen, he would have surrendered long ago. How could he dare to do such a rebellious thing?