It rained heavily for three days and three nights. When the fourth day of Chuyang rose from the east, Luofengcheng's streets and alleys gradually regained its former vitality. The store took off the broken sign and replaced it with a brand new one. Ordinary people cleaned their small yard and pushed open the wooden door in front of the yard.

Everything has settled. Luofeng City is still Luofeng City, but the tower is no longer there. Only the broken walls and tiles in the ruins prove that there was once a mysterious pagoda standing on the earth.

Although the remnant soul of Jiuyou Bird broke through the seal, it failed to change the tragedy of fate.

The Blood Sect's "working hard" for more than ten generations finally successfully resurrected their ancestor. Unfortunately, it was a flash in the pan.

Luo Feng and Zhuqiang experienced unprecedented thrillingness and had never felt the shadow of death so close to him. Although he survived natural disasters and man-made disasters, he was also seriously injured.

The city lord's mansion, Lengyue Pavilion, Taishan Temple, Jinjian Sect, and the four sea gangs suffered more than half of the losses. As for some other relatively weak sects, the casualties were even more severe, such as the Hong Sect, which was destroyed.

Surprisingly, the Zhongyi League has the weakest strength, but the least casualties. Lin Da and Pang Er survived. It has to be said that Longyou and Rat have the same way. Although his strength is not good, his ability to save lives is absolutely first-class.

The three-day heavy rain washed away the blood on the ground, but it could not remove the haze and heaviness in people's hearts.

After the war, Bai Zhen, Leng Shan, Yang Mingtian, Wang Hong and Zhou Tai gathered together and stayed in the room for a whole day and night. I don’t know what they were talking about or reflecting on. I only know that the next day, these people walked into the closed place and began a retreat without returning date. All matters of all sizes were left to their children to handle with full authority.

The other master sects also began to settle down as soon as possible. For those sects that were no longer independent, Bai Zhen and others ordered them to voluntarily choose to join the City Lord's Mansion and several master sects before retreating.

View of Mount Tai, back mountain.

Wu Feng sat on the convex cliff halfway up the mountain, calm and composed, as if he was integrated with the flowers, grass, wind and clouds. After a hangover, he sat here all the time.

At noon, Wang Hong walked to the foot of the mountain with a food box and a jar of wine. Looking up, the boy was still closing his eyes where the clouds and mist floated.

"Is this crazy man still a person if he doesn't eat or drink for three or four days?"

Wang Hong curled his lips and stepped up the mountain. However, as soon as one foot stepped on the steps, his thick eyebrows suddenly sank.

The paradise with birds singing and flowers smelling, the howling wind roars, and the flowers, plants and trees sway like people who are deeply trapped in fear.

Wang Hong took back his feet on the steps, looked up, and the boy's robe on the hillside swung, and three thousand black silks danced in the wind. The powerful aura rushed out like a volcanic eruption in his body, reaching the realm of the two-star soul master.

"Good guy, is this breaking through two stars?"

Wang Hong couldn't help swallowing, but then he raised a touch of self-deprecation. He had become accustomed to this perverted third brother. If he was like others, he would be unbelievable if he didn't break through for a year or a half or longer.

As Wang Hong talked to himself, a roar suddenly burst out from his strong aura, and then a stronger and stronger wave of air rushed away.

"It's done!"

Wang Hong was overjoyed, and he was happier than breaking through. He hurriedly weighed the wine jar under his arm and prepared to go up the mountain to celebrate. However, one foot froze on the steps again, because after the stronger and more powerful wave of air, the boy on the cliff had no intention of stopping.

Hu~ Hu~ The strong wind raged.

Crazy, crazy, leaves, flowers and plants swaying wildly.

Crack! An old tree as thick as a wellhead broke in the waist, and the broken wood rolled down, and countless gravels burst out along the road and splashed everywhere.

The aura in this space seemed to be moistened by the rain, rising step by step, and dozens of breaths rushed to the threshold of the three-star soul master.

"Two levels in a row?"

With one foot standing on the same place and the other step on the steps, Wang Hong could no longer suppress the surprise in his heart and stood stiffly.

Before he finished speaking, another stronger wave of air shook open suddenly. Wu Feng on the cliff frowned, and the uncontrollable energy directly broke through his throat after accumulating energy in his chest, turning into a roar and roar and shaking the sky. Three-star soul master!

What kind of talent can break through two levels in one breath? You must know that some people can only stay in place for their entire lives.

Surprised, but seeing it is true, feeling the breath of the three-star soul master removed from the mountainside, Wang Hong shook his head in a low voice. In Luofeng City, he had never been convinced, even including Bai Sanxiao. But now, he was convinced. If he exchanged his life experience with Wu Feng, how could this halo of the first generation of the younger generation in Luofeng City fall on Bai Sanxiao?

"The pervert can no longer describe this guy, he is a monster!"

Before the breath subsided, Wang Hong had to activate his soul power to resist one or two, stare at the top, waiting for the boy there to open his eyes, and then have another round of not getting drunk and never returning.

Time passed by bit by bit, Wang Hong was a little impatient and shouted in the wind, "Have you not shown enough yet? It's almost done!"

Not only did Wu Feng not put away his breath, he roared again, and all his dancing black hair stood up, and an unprecedentedly powerful wave of air burst out.

Wang Hong's foot that was stepping on the steps was retracted, but instead of taking the initiative, he was forcibly shocked by the air wave.

Bang! The wine jar fell and the fragments fell all over the floor. Wang Hong stabilized his body but couldn't stabilize his heart that was deeply shocked.

"Four, four-star soul master?!"

Three powerful fluctuations erupted in succession in the back mountain of our home. At this time, a group of powerful people from Mount Tai came to see Wang Hong, who was astonished as a puppet, and then looked at the hillside halfway up the mountain. The next second, their expressions became the same as Wang Hong.

The four-star soul master is not a strong man in Luofeng City where the heroes gather, but for a person who has come out of a barbaric town and has no cultivation resources, the four-star soul master realm is enough to make those who claim to be the pride of heaven ashamed.

If he is given more time to grow, and if he is given enough cultivation resources, what will happen to his achievements? Where is his limit?

No one knows because no one can give him a limit, at least in Luofeng City.

As time passed, the muscles on everyone's faces became stiffer and stiffer. Fortunately, the aura in the back mountain did not continue to surge and gradually calmed down.

After a long time, the wind was calm. The back mountain seemed to have just experienced a storm. The blooming flowers and plants were wilting and slanting, and the old trees were also falling, with only half of them left, and the foot of the mountain was filled with rolling wood and gravel, and some were larger than millstones.

The robe shook back to her body, and the three thousand black silk gradually dropped. Wu Feng slowly opened his eyes, and the light burst out suddenly, but he was still more confident.

A satisfactory curve was raised at the corner of his mouth, and Wu Feng clenched his fist with one hand, feeling the power of the four-star soul master. Although Jiuyou Bird and Blood Palm Ancestor disappeared forever, they left him with an extremely precious wealth.

It is completely possible to try to break through the five-star soul master, but Wu Feng did not. He pressed his cultivation to the four-star realm. In the year when he was hammering his body in the abyss, he understood what it means to accumulate strength and what it means to shake the mountain without firm foundation. The more he desires to be strong, the more he must fight steadily. Haste will not reach it, otherwise everything will be castles in the air and moon shadows in the water.

The fist was released and he touched it back. The next second, the black blade was in his hand, and Wu Feng, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly rose up from the ground.

"Devil Crying Sword Technique!"

As he took off into the air, Wu Feng shouted loudly, pulled up the roaring black blade and drew a cold light. The black and red magic light followed him out, no longer a storm, but changed into a half-body skeleton. The ghost head was clearly visible, extremely shrill, and a cunning wail.

Bang!

The skeleton ghost head slammed hard on a small hill, and the hill suddenly burst, as if it was smashed by more than a dozen tons of explosives.

Looking at the shocking Duanshan, everyone's eyes were filled with horror. Just now, the sword technique Wu Feng used made them feel as if they were in hell, extremely powerful and cold and fierce.

"Is this a lower-grade soul skill at the earth level?!"

"Okay, it seems!"

"My God! Is this true?"

Hearing a buzzing sound, Wu Feng realized that there were already people standing at the foot of the mountain. He put the black blade on his back again, and he had no choice but to sniff his lips and jumped down.

"Second brother!" Wu Feng raised his hands and greeted everyone, and finally looked at Wang Hong with a smile.

"Uh, um!" Wang Hong's throat could finally shake, but he didn't know how to answer, "No, not bad."

Wu Feng raised his eyebrows, "Do you want to talk again?"

Half of the skeleton ghost head was still swaying in his mind. Wang Hong was shocked and then cursed, "I'm just a fight, I won once, you will always be my defeated player."

"What about drinking?"

"I'm afraid of you? Let's go!"

Wang Hong pulled Wu Feng up and walked towards the temple. Looking at the two thin and strong backs, everyone gradually woke up from the horror, and then left the foot of the mountain, with smiles on their faces.

He drank until late at night. Wu Feng looked at Wang Hong, who was lying on the table and smiled drunk, and then walked out of the room shakingly. Since Wang Hong arranged a residence for him in Taishan Temple, he had never lived there once.

The great revenge was revenged, the conspiracy of the Blood Sect was destroyed, and he broke through to the realm of the four-star soul master. Wu Feng could be said to be drunk without being drunk, and he finally found his residence, but found that the door was shaking.

Shaking his head, Wu Feng narrowed his eyes hard, and then he pushed his hands towards the door in a vague manner.

The door opened from inside, two young girls, one left and one right, saw Wu Feng squatting in the back half of the time, and his white and tender face became more and more thrilling under the red candle.

Wu Feng stood in the door, thinking that he had found the wrong place and turned around and left.

"Stay on, I am your personal maid." One of the older girls hurried forward and said with a polite manner, calling another girl forward while supporting Wu Feng.

"Yeah?" Pulling his arm out of the girl's jade arm, Wu Feng shook his head, "I don't need a maid, you guys go."

"The young master has given the order that if we cannot serve the third son well, we will be punished."

The girl lowered her head slightly and said softly. Her pitiful appearance was very lethal and was definitely not an ordinary maid. But Wu Feng was unmoved at all, and walked into the room staggeringly, then inserted the door from inside.

He couldn't leave and didn't dare to knock on the door. The two girls stood in front of the door at a loss. At this time, a man who looked like a housekeeper came over and asked the two girls to step down and looked at Zhuying's shaking doors and windows, and nodded secretly.
Chapter completed!