Chapter 41 The protagonist cannot die

"Since you are going to die, you don't need to know so much."

Wu Mei didn't say much, he raised his hand and directed his spiritual power towards Feng Qing's Tianling Cap.

The oncoming majestic spiritual power made Feng Qing close her eyes. No one at the scene could save her at this time. The highest level of spiritual power present was only the peak spiritual master. No one could resist the realm of the eyebrowless immortal.

.Besides, no one would really offend the Eyebrowless Immortal and Heartbreak Valley for an insignificant little girl like her.

To express injustice is to fulfill one's duty. Who would be willing to die for injustice?

Except Fengshan!

The expected pain did not come. Instead, she heard a familiar shout, and an indescribable panic hit her heart. Feng Qing suddenly opened her eyes.

"Aqing! Let's go quickly!"

It turned out that Fengshan, who had been injured by Wu Mei, ran over and resisted Wu Mei's hand-covering earth spiritual power with his back. The earth spiritual power of Lingxian level was obviously not something Fengshan's third level strength could resist, and in a blink of an eye.

Fengshan's face turned red, and her skin began to bleed and crack.

Feng Qing stretched out her left hand in panic, with tears in her eyes, shaking her head, unable to say anything.

"Let's go!"

Fengshan pushed Fengqing away, and that push seemed to contain all her strength, pushing Fengqing back several meters before falling to the ground.

Then, a scene happened that Feng Qing could not remember for the rest of his life.

Fengshan, whose skin had been stretched to pieces by the spiritual power, suddenly burst out with extremely violent spiritual power. The eyebrowless immortal also frowned and wanted to step back, but Fengshan suddenly hugged his left arm, no matter what

No matter how hard you try, you won't give up.

"He's going to blow himself up!" An unknown spiritual cultivator exclaimed.

The spiritual cultivators watching nearby also changed their faces and backed away one after another.

This change only lasted a moment. Feng Qing wanted to ask what the self-destruction was so that he could rush over to rescue Feng Shan, but saw that the violent spiritual power fluctuations in Feng Shan's body had reached its peak and exploded with a "boom".

It just exploded.

"No!"

Feng Qing was hit by the violent spiritual energy fluctuations and rolled several times on the ground, and vomited several mouthfuls of blood.

"don't want."

His hands were grasping on the ground, and his little body was shaking constantly. The clothes that were so tattered that the style could no longer be seen were filled with all kinds of dirt, and were stained red by various blood stains.

"don't want."

At this time, Feng Qing only relied on this idea to support him. It took him several attempts to get up from the ground, and then slowly and staggeringly walked towards the explosion area. Before he could reach it, there was another "pop"

Fell to the ground.

The injuries on her body were too serious, and all the spiritual energy in her body had disappeared under Wu Mei's first spiritual attack. Then there was the counterattack force, and the aftermath of Fengshan's self-destruction. At this time, she

Even the Dantian Snow Mountain has begun to shake.

"don't want."

Feng Qing knelt down where Feng Shan had self-destructed, leaving nothing but a pit half a meter deep. The self-destruction of a spiritual cultivator was too powerful, and the mortal body would only be completely blown into powder. Feng Qing could not accept it.

Fengshan, who was standing in front of him alive just a moment ago, disappeared into the world in an instant, leaving no trace behind.

"Uncle Fengshan, you can't leave me." Feng Qing sat there on her knees with blood on her face, muttering something in her mouth.

"You said you would stick to me forever."

"You said you were going to take me to Tianlong Academy."

The spiritual practitioners nearby were shocked when they saw this.

Spiritual cultivation is different from that of ordinary people. As long as one surpasses the spiritual master, one can live for more than a hundred years, the spiritual immortal can live for three hundred years, the spiritual king and above can live for six hundred years, and the spiritual master can live for more than a thousand years. So the spiritual master can live for more than a thousand years.

Cultivators are all people who cherish their lives. However, spiritual cultivators who self-destruct are against the laws of heaven. Therefore, not only the physical body will be completely destroyed, but the souls of spiritual cultivators under the Spirit King will also be wiped out.

Self-explosion is a dead end for spiritual practitioners.

All the spiritual cultivators looked at this with emotion.

Of course there are exceptions.

In addition to the Ning brothers and sisters, there was also Wu Mei who lost his arm due to Fengshan's self-destruction.

The self-destruction of the third-level spiritual master was comparable to a powerful blow from a high-level spiritual soul. At that time, Wu Mei could not avoid it any better and could only protect his whole body. Unexpectedly, the left arm tightly hugged by Fengshan instantly turned into a ruthless weapon.

pink.

After Wu Mei reluctantly took the elixir, he became even more furious. He really didn't expect that Feng Shan would blow himself up and die for a little girl, hurting himself.

This is simply a great shame and humiliation for his nearly one hundred years of spiritual practice!

Wu Mei summoned his spiritual sword.

"Today, I, Wu Mei, will definitely kill you here. Girl! You are lucky, because the order from above requires your body, so I will keep your body. As for whether it is the whole body, it has nothing to do with me.

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Feng Qing seemed to react when she heard Wu Mei's voice. She raised her head from mumbling to herself, and her eyes turned red.

"You said you wouldn't take Uncle Fengshan's life." Feng Qing stood up, and the mark on her wrist became hotter and hotter, until she wanted to burn through Feng Qing's wrist.

At this time, a spiritual cultivator came back to his senses from the scene in the field and found that the stars in the sky seemed to begin to flicker rapidly, and the spiritual energy around Wancui Mountain seemed to begin to surge, flowing along a certain position in the starry sky.

Fengqing could not care about the changes in Wan Cuishan. At this time, she had lost her mind and had only one idea.

Kill them!

Kill the person who killed Feng Shan!

Kill them all!

"But Uncle Fengshan died because of you." He pulled out the last thousand-year-old ginseng and drank it.

He forced the trembling whirlpool to spin, and refused to wait for a moment for his spiritual power to slowly recover. Fengqing squeezed out the remaining spiritual power and directly condensed the Shattering Flame Sword.

"It's useless, little girl. You are just an ant in front of me!"

There was only contempt for the weak in Wu Mei's eyes. With a wave of his hand, a majestic spiritual power attacked Feng Qing. With that pure spiritual level full blow, countless small cracks were cut out in the space wherever it went.

, buzzing hissingly.

"You killed him!"

Feng Qing shouted and increased the speed to the extreme. The swirling clouds rotated desperately, and cracks began to appear. Feng Qing still refused to stop, and increased the sword intent of the Shattering Flame Sword to the extreme, heading towards the spiritual power.

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"boom!"

"Crack!"

Two voices sounded at the same time.

The roar was caused by the collision of the eight-year-old girl's spiritual power and the spiritual power, resulting in a huge explosion. I saw that the intersection was filled with dust, and not a single blade of grass grew within a hundred meters. Many spiritual cultivators who were close were also struck by the explosion.

Aftershock was protected by spiritual power so that it would not be affected.

When all the spiritual cultivators thought that Feng Qing had been strangled to death by the power of this spiritual fairy... the sky split open!

Yes, it just cracked.

Many spiritual practitioners just watched helplessly as all the spiritual energy from dozens of miles around Wancui Mountain gathered in mid-air, and then a flash of lightning flashed in the sky, a huge crack opened in the starry sky, and five figures just walked away.

come out.

"The one born in Medicine King Valley!"

Some spiritual practitioners exclaimed!

At the same time, a middle-aged man in green robe in Forest City opened his eyes and looked to the east.

"When did the Medicine King Valley see such a big change?"

The old man with blue and gray hair in Nanhai Haicheng opened his eyes in the cave.

In Snow City in the far north, a white-haired woman with a cold temperament and an alluring appearance paused as she spread the fishing bait. Her quiet eyes looked toward the east, with an expression that did not know whether she was happy or sad.

"Surprisingly, he recognized his master."

In the Yaowang Valley, in the Shennong Realm, an old man stopped waving a small hoe in his hand and frowned.

"Nuwa stone appears?"

At the same time, the five people who emerged from the Yaowang Valley who came out of the crack in space suddenly heard a sentence in their heads at the moment when the crack behind them closed.

"Bring the girl into the valley."

The five people slowly fell from the sky and looked at each other. The leader, a handsome young man with outstanding height, was the calmest.

"Since the ancestor has transmitted the message, we will carry it out."

"Yes." The other four replied.
To be continued...