Snow Burial Palace, on the side of the cold pond.
"puff……"
Feng Wuchen, who was lying on the ground, suddenly woke up and spat out a large amount of pool water.
"woke up?"
Opening his eyes, Fang Xiao and Han Zheng were sitting cross-legged beside him, staring at him with a strange expression: "What happened to you just now? Why did you suddenly faint? If I hadn't reacted quickly, you would have been buried at the bottom of the lake.
have no idea?"
Just as Feng Wuchen was about to reply, there was another throbbing sensation in his dantian.
"boom!"
The next moment, a pure force shot up into the sky.
Feng Wuchen's cultivation bottleneck was easily overcome and he reached the seventh level of Tianzun Realm.
And that force has not stopped yet, and is continuing to rush towards the eighth level of Tianzun Realm!
After all, Xie Baixiang is a person equivalent to the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Realm. How terrifying is his power of cause and effect?
After killing him, Feng Wuchen's cultivation reached the edge of the seventh level of the Heavenly Lord Realm before he almost stopped.
For the rest, Feng Wuchen doesn't need to kill anyone anymore. It only takes a few battles for the strong ones to break through naturally!
Witnessing all this with his own eyes, Fang Xiaohan on one side swallowed and stared at Feng Wuchen for a long time without blinking.
Feng Wuchen was so shocked by this guy.
Then he looked disgusted: "What are you looking at? I don't have that hobby!"
Fang Xiaohan curled his lips: "Who has that habit? Are you hiding something good behind my back?"
"What good things can I hide behind your back?"
"Then why did you break through inexplicably! Don't think that I don't know, young master, you were still far away from the late stage of Tianzun Realm before! This time, your cultivation has skyrocketed. Don't tell me that it was for no reason!"
Seeing Fang Xiaohan's posture, Feng Wuchen chuckled: "The method I practice is special. I can fight to support the fight, and become stronger through killing! The higher the enemy's cultivation level is killed, the more power I gain.
"More, then Xie Baixiang is the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Venerable Realm. Killing one of them and improving one realm is not an exaggeration, right?"
After hearing this, Fang Xiaohan was completely stunned.
He stared at Feng Wuchen for a long time as if he were staring at a monster.
"Let me go...there is such a perverted technique? Then don't you kill two more Tianzun Realm Dzogchen, and you will become Tianzun Realm Dzogchen yourself?"
Feng Wuchen rolled his eyes at him: "Then I'll trouble you to find two Tianzun-level Dzogchens for me to kill, okay? Do you really think that the Tianzun-level Dzogchens are just carrots and cabbages? Just kill them if you want to."
"Hehe... yes!" Fang Xiaohan chuckled for a moment and rubbed his hands: "You said, we are brothers, right?"
Feng Wuchen had not been dealing with Fang Xiaohan for more than a day or two.
Regarding this guy's character, he had a 70% to 80% understanding of him.
To use an old saying, as soon as the guy's butt lifts up, he knows he is about to poop and pee.
"Want to learn the Heaven-Destroying Sword Art?"
"Hehe!" After being exposed, Fang Xiaohan smiled flatteringly: "Otherwise, how can you say that he is my brother, Fang Xiaohan? Sure enough! You are smart enough... You don't want to practice such an awesome skill with your brothers?"
Feng Wuchen shook his head and sighed: "It's not that I don't teach you, but this technique can only be practiced by the Long Yuan lineage. Even if I teach you, you won't be able to practice it!"
"Really or not?" Fang Xiaohan refused to give up: "What technique can't I master? Please teach me and try it!"
Feng Wuchen was speechless for a while, knowing that this guy would never look back until he hit the wall.
"Okay! Sit down!"
"okay!"
Fang Xiaohan sat cross-legged obediently.
Feng Wuchen, on the other hand, closed his eyes slightly and pointed his sword at
At the same time, he accurately clicked on Fang Xiaohan's eyebrows.
After a moment, Fang Xiaohan suddenly opened his eyes, and there were already some strange and obscure words in his mind.
But I saw that his brows were getting tighter and tighter.
"What nonsense? Are you sure this is the technique you practice?"
The reason why Fang Xiaohan asked this question was because, in his opinion, the exercises that Feng Wuchen taught him were just ordinary scriptures, and the sentences in them were just pretentious.
Could this kind of thing be some kind of profound skill?
Feng Wuchen smiled and said: "There are some things that can only be understood and cannot be explained in words! If you gave the heavenly skills to an ordinary person in the lower world, he would also find it baffling... You don't have the dragon abyss as your veins, so you can't practice the sky-killing sword.
Definitely!"
"Forget it..." After several unsuccessful attempts, Fang Xiaohan finally chose to give up.
"By the way! Where is Xie Baixiang's body?" Feng Wuchen looked around for a while and asked.
Fang Xiaohan was speechless for a while and looked at the cold pool.
"I just wanted to save you! I didn't pay attention and let the guy's body fall into the water!"
Feng Wuchen: "..."
After being speechless for a while, he looked in the other two directions and saw that the man in black clothes whom he had pinned to the snowy mountain had also committed suicide.
After searching this man's body for a while, not all was found.
Among his clothes, there was a piece of letter paper with a line of large characters written on it: October 13th, Ten Thousand Demons Cave, Transfer Target No. 1.
Target number one!
Feng Wuchen's eyes narrowed.
"What day is today!"
"The eighth day of September!"
"One month left! Cave of Ten Thousand Demons... time is running out!"
Fengwu
Chen carefully put away the letter.
For him now, he will not let go of any clue about Wuyi Lane. He will definitely find the so-called Cave of Ten Thousand Demons!
At this time, Feng Wuchen looked at the hand-shaped stone platform in Hantan, and then at Fang Xiaohan.
"Did you feel anything unusual when I was unconscious just now?"
Fang Xiaohan looked suspicious: "What can happen to me? What do you mean?"
Feng Wuchen said: "Just now...I had a dream!"
"Dream?" Fang Xiaohan realized that Feng Wuchen's dream was not simple, and quickly asked: "What did you dream about?"
Feng Wuchen pointed at the huge palm.
"she!"
"it?"
The stone statue has been here for who knows how many years. It has changed over time and is no longer what it used to be. Moreover, most of its body is covered with thick black ice, making it impossible to see its true appearance under the water with the naked eye.
If Feng Wuchen hadn't seen his former appearance with his own eyes, he probably wouldn't have thought much about it.
After Feng Wuchen told Fang Xiaohan what he saw in his dream, the latter quickly opened his eyes and looked deep into the stone platform.
It's a pity that the water in this pool can isolate the true spirit, so all the sensing techniques fail. He can only make vague guesses about the situation at the bottom of the lake.
"Tsk... No wonder! The water of the cold pond and the water of the ice lake are the same substance. This stone is soaked in it and is not frozen into an ice sculpture. This is really unreasonable! Now I hear you say this
, take a closer look, the bottom of the water... really looks like a stone statue of a woman!"
Feng Wuchen took over the other party's conversation and said: "Do you remember that since we entered the Snow Burial Palace, every time we moved the God King's bones, we would be counterattacked by some kind of force? Now that I think about it, I understand! After all, this snow
Chapter completed!