The black energy was strange and overbearing. After wrapping around Feng Wuchen's arm, it quickly spread to his whole body.
"Husband!"
"Boss!"
"elder brother……"
Seeing that the situation was not good, Feng Ning, Ye Xiao and others immediately changed their expressions and wanted to step forward.
"do not come!"
Feng Wuchen's face was full of pain, he shouted angrily, and mobilized all his sword energy, trying to forcefully separate the power.
However, that force was not afraid of the sword energy and was eating away at his body crazily.
"Stop struggling...it's useless...hahaha..."
I saw the young master of the Yu Clan with a ferocious smile on his face, and while he was talking, his hair was rapidly turning white, and his face was aging rapidly.
"Hahaha! This is not a spell or attack, but a curse that I sacrificed my life and longevity to you..."
As he spoke, Feng Wuchen's skin aged rapidly under the influence of that black power. However, he was at the Yuan Shen realm and still had a lifespan of ten thousand years. As soon as he was eroded by the years, he quickly aged again.
Changed back.
After going back and forth like this for a long time, the black power was finally exhausted, but Feng Wuchen still looked like a young man. Judging from his appearance, he was only a little more mature than before.
Although the power of the curse was strong, it only cost Feng Wuchen five hundred years of life.
And for the Yuanshen realm, what does five hundred years mean?
Just when Feng Wuchen didn't understand the other party's intention, the young master of the Yu clan had reached the end of his strength and laughed wildly: "Hahaha...hahaha! I am indeed no match for you! But you are destined to be buried with me today.
After clearing such an obstacle like you, it can be regarded as a worthy death..."
At this point, the voice of the young master of the Yu Clan stopped abruptly, and his body turned into a withered corpse, slowly falling.
At that moment, Feng Wuchen suddenly became aware of his surroundings
There is an extra strong pressure.
"No! Boy... your lifespan is over 500 years old. The laws in this formation are rejecting you. Rush out!"
At this moment, Feng Wuchen realized the sinister intentions of the young master of the Yu clan!
The opponent knew that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't kill Feng Wuchen, so he thought of using a curse to reduce his lifespan!
Five hundred years of life may seem painless, but in this formation, it is fatal!
The laws in the formation will exclude monks who are not talented enough or have a long lifespan. Now that he has exceeded 500 years old, he will definitely be obliterated by the laws in the formation.
"Feng Wuchen! We will withstand the pressure of the formation for you, and you rush out quickly!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Yan and Jiuyou Sword Demon took action at the same time, slashing out sword energy one after another, allowing Feng Wuchen to withstand the powerful power of law around him.
"If the guys on the fifth floor don't want to be sealed for tens of thousands of years, then we should take action together!"
After hearing the roar of the Nine Nether Sword Demon, Hei Mang from the fifth floor hesitated for a moment, but also took action!
The three forces circulated through Feng Wuchen at the same time, actually gaining him a half-breath of pause.
Half a breath seems fleeting, but for the Yuanshen realm, many things can already happen!
"Whoosh!"
Then Feng Wuchen's body turned into an afterimage, and in the next moment, he appeared outside the formation.
"puff!"
At this time, some remaining power of the law exploded, his inner breath was still extremely chaotic, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
He just felt scared for a while. If it wasn't a danger,
Yan, Jiuyou Sword Demon and the man on the fifth floor came to help. I'm afraid he has been crushed into blood mist by the law like the Mo Cang, right?
Seeing that Feng Wuchen was injured, everyone quickly gathered around.
"Brother... how are you?" Feng Ning quickly injected his power into Feng Wuchen's body and asked with concern.
Feng Wuchen forced a smile and shook his head: "Don't worry! Brother is fine!"
Soon, several figures descended from the sky.
Seeing the visitor, a group of geniuses outside the formation knelt down and saluted: "Ancestor..."
I saw all the ancestors looking solemn.
"Did those people just come from heaven and earth?" ??
"The outer world is so barren, yet they can survive to this day. They are worthy of being descendants of heavenly beings!"
"I'm afraid it was this heavenly creation that disrupted the original layout of the heavens and the worlds, causing the seal of the outer world to loosen..."
"Alas...it's a blessing, not a curse, but we can't avoid it! Since their arrival is a foregone conclusion, we should prepare as soon as possible and prepare to open the door to receive guests!"
"..."
After the ancestors discussed for a while, Feng Xuantong walked up to Feng Wuchen, his expression indescribable confusion.
He touched Feng Wuchen's wrist, hesitated for a long time, then frowned and asked, "Can you still enter the Seventy-Two Mountains?"
Feng Wuchen smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Afraid it won't work? You should have seen it just now. If I take another breath at night, I will be crushed by the laws of the formation."
After hearing this, Feng Xuantong's expression froze for a moment: "Doesn't that mean that you have no chance of this heavenly creation?"
Feng Wuchen nodded lightly: "Right...but it doesn't matter. At least the obstacles have been cleared, and Ning'er and the others can go in."
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Feng Xuantong had a bitter look on his face and hesitated to speak, but some words were still left unsaid.
So what if Feng Ning can get into it? After all, Feng Ning is still young and still needs time to grow up, and most importantly, she is a daughter and cannot carry the Feng family's luck.
The reason why he made Feng Ning his daughter-in-law was because behind the little girl, there was such a big backer as Feng Wuchen. Giving the Feng family to Feng Ning was equivalent to giving it to Feng Wuchen.
However, now Feng Wuchen is cursed and has aged five hundred years. He has fundamentally lost the possibility of entering the Seventy-Two Mountains to seek fortune.
Don't look at how powerful he is now, even far surpassing Feng Baiyi, the genius of the Feng family.
But the fortunes of Mount Seventy-Two are too great. If he misses it this time, the future may be uncertain.
Furthermore, in the past hundred years, all walks of life have begun to undergo great changes. More and more opportunities have been created, and they are all accompanied by laws. Only the younger generation can enter them.
This means that Seventy-Two Mountains is very likely just the beginning. In the next few hundred years, he may miss many similar opportunities.
If this continues, two hundred years later, five hundred years later... will he still be able to secure his throne as the number one genius in the Holy Realm?
For a moment, Feng Xuantong regretted that he had rashly made Feng Ning his daughter-in-law.
Seeing Feng Xuantong's expression change, Feng Wuchen raised his eyebrows slightly: "What do you mean? Do you think that if I lose this fortune, I will be useless to the Feng family?"
Feng Xuantong did not reply, but pursed his lips and said to the other juniors of the Feng family: "You...enter the Seventy-Two Mountain first!"
"yes!"
Chapter completed!