When the demigod Lianhua died, the entire virtual divine field shattered like a watermelon dropped on the ground.
Chu Feng and his wife shared some feelings. This was the first time since they became gods that they were shocked by the fighting methods in the demigod state. First, it was a matter of life and death; second, Lin Chen was outstandingly talented and exceptional.
Chu Feng stepped forward, bowed with a fist towards him, and said, "Thank you... I hope to get your help."
Zhu Feng had been a god for many years. In normal times, the existence of the demigod realm was called basic, but Lin Chen was their savior. Naturally, Lin Chen couldn't be called that, so they called him Taoist friend.
Lin Chen waved his hand and said, "We are all humans. If I am capable, I will not see you killed by the Demon Clan. Besides, I want to ask you some questions. But this is not the place for a conversation. The demons in the Demon Hall will soon arrive. Let's leave here first."
