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Chapter 2392 Feng Changkong

 "You are separated from him by a hundred thousand years, how do you know his name?"

Emperor Fengyao felt even more strange and immediately asked Lu Chen.

"Because, I have seen the real successor of Zhantian!"

Lu Chen said.

"The last descendant of the Tianzhan Sect, the old blind man?"

Emperor Feng Yao suddenly realized it and said, "Feng Changkong once served as a nominal disciple in Zhan Tian Sect and knew the old blind man."

"At that time, the emperor was familiar with the Tianzhan combat technique, so I guessed that the emperor was related to Feng Changkong."

Lu Chen smiled.

"Back then, he didn't learn all the Heaven-Zhancing Combat Techniques because he knew that it would be useless if he did, because the eighth sword of the Heaven-Zhanting Blade required the Emperor to be crowned, and the ninth sword required the Emperor to be crowned!"

"So, he learned the seventh sword and left. On the way, he was ambushed by his enemies. He accidentally fell off the cliff and escaped from the battlefield."

"He was in a hurry to find the dragon beast and didn't care about other things. He took advantage of the situation and stopped showing up, causing others to fake his death."

"The old blind man should have thought he was dead a long time ago!"

Emperor Fengyao said.

"Feng Changkong is a descendant of Jiulong and has the same surname as the emperor..."

When Lu Chen said this, he stopped talking. He didn't want to guess and just left the rest to Emperor Fengyao.

"Yes, Feng Changkong is my father and my favorite person!"

Emperor Fengyao stared at Lu Chen, a human being, and could only say this.

Lu Chen had already guessed this. If she didn't admit it, it would be pointless.

"Then you and the Spirit Emperor..."

Lu Chen said halfway again, and then kicked the other half to Emperor Fengyao.

"Didn't I just say that Lingqing is a servant with poor talent and scheming, and is not worthy of my father!"

"If Lingyin, the master of Lingqing, is worthy of my father, that's pretty much it."

Emperor Fengyao shook his head and said, "Unfortunately, Lingyin's eyesight is not very good, but she likes the old blind man."

"So, you just beat them up, broke up your father and the Spiritual Emperor, and then sealed the entire Spiritual Clan in the Spiritual Valley?"

Lu Chen asked.

"This emperor did have that idea, but before it was implemented, my father left Lingqing."

"This emperor sealed the spirit race, not because of Ling Qing and my father, but because Ling Qing had a grudge against me and colluded with some of the Emperor Yi to dare to attack me secretly."

"Ling Qing's intentions are not right. In anger, this emperor sealed her and all the Ling clan."

"It has been a hundred thousand years, and my anger has dissipated. I happened to encounter you touching the entrance to the Spiritual Valley, so I asked you to unblock the Spiritual Clan."

Emperor Fengyao said.

"I have one more thing to ask, what does your father, Feng Changkong, look like?

How is your temper?"

Lu Chen asked again.

"He is very handsome, has a gentle temper, does not get angry easily, and is loved by countless women!"

Emperor Fengyao said with some pride.

Hearing this, Lu Chen did not speak, but nodded silently.

Emperor Fengyao said that her father was handsome, but that may not be true.

But if he is liked by countless women, then we can believe that Feng Changkong is pretty good-looking.

The most important thing is Feng Changkong's temper!

In this way, Lu Chen can prove one thing. The descendant of Nine Dragons he saw in the time and space stream is not Feng Changkong!

Because, the descendant of Kowloon has an average appearance and a bit of a bad temper, which is far different from the temper of Feng Changkong described by Emperor Fengyao.

"cough……"

At this moment, Emperor Fengyao coughed and coughed up another mouthful of golden blood. It looked like he was seriously injured internally.

"Great Emperor, you..."

Lu Chen asked hurriedly.

"One hundred thousand years ago, Xiao Jiu died in battle. When I was seriously injured, I skewered the four Hades Emperors with one sword, but was unable to crush them. Another Hades Emperor penetrated them with a shot before being frozen.

It's vital."

Emperor Fengyao touched Jiutian Phoenix and said, "One hundred thousand years later, Xiaojiu came to save me. After I was resurrected, I was still more injured. My combat power dropped so much that I almost didn't make it through."

"Fortunately, you killed an Underworld Emperor, otherwise I and Xiaojiu might not be able to defeat four Underworld Emperors together."

"Even so, you saw when you came back that there are only three Hades Emperors left, and I have been fighting for so long."

"If this emperor was in normal condition, he would have killed the three Hades Emperors long ago!"

Emperor Fengyao continued to cough up blood while talking.

"Great Emperor, this is the healing water, it may be effective for you!"

Lu Chen had several large crystal bottles in his hand and handed them to Emperor Fengyao.

"Spiritual Essence Liquid?"

Emperor Feng Yao got a crystal bottle, and he knew what it was just by smelling it, "The place with the most amount of Spiritual God Yuan Liquid is Linggu, but the output is also very low. I didn't expect the Spiritual God Yuan Liquid in your hand."

There are actually so many.”

"If it is effective for the emperor's injury, the emperor should drink it quickly."

Lu Chen said.

"It's effective, but this emperor's cultivation level is too high. I'm afraid your little spirit essence fluid is not enough."

Emperor Fengyao said.

"I still have it. Even if the emperor wants to drink a hundred catties, I can still drink it."

Lu Chen continued to take out crystal bottles one after another.

Emperor Feng Yao was no longer polite. He opened a crystal bottle and drank all the Spiritual Essence Liquid inside in one gulp, and then the second bottle...

After drinking more than twenty bottles, each weighing ten kilograms, Emperor Fengyao's breath began to improve, and he stopped drinking.

"After proving the emperor, half human and half immortal, the spirit essence liquid is still effective."

Emperor Feng Yao looked at the empty bottle in his hand and sighed, "Once you officially become an immortal body, things from the mortal world are no longer useful. To heal, you have to use things from the immortal realm."

"How is the emperor's injury now?"

Lu Chen asked.

"It's getting better. In about one stick of incense, I've almost recovered."

Emperor Fengyao said.

"How about walking and recovering at the same time?



Lu Chen said.

"Where to go?"

Emperor Fengyao asked.

"The Blood Mist Shura Field, there is a Hades Emperor coming there, and our new Human Emperor is struggling to resist."

Lu Chen added, "I ran back just to ask the emperor to take action to solve this disaster!"

"Only a Hades Emperor has arrived?"

Emperor Feng Yao was stunned for a moment, and then asked doubtfully, "What happened to the Nether Clan outside the territory? They became so stingy this time and only sent one Nether Emperor?"

"I am not sure as well!"

Lu Chen shook his head and said, "Logically, there should be two who came back, but only one came back."

Because Ming Li didn't show up, Lu Chen was confused.

"Maybe I came to explore the way."

"If there is no resistance in Yuanwu Continent, one Hades Emperor is enough to defeat all races."

"If there are strong people in Yuanwu Continent who resist, then more Hades will appear next, and that will be the real disaster!"

Emperor Fengyao sighed, and then called Lu Chen to come up and ride the Nine Heavens Phoenix with her.

"Xiao Jiu flies very fast and can fly to the Blood Mist Shura Field very quickly."

Lu Chen was a little angry towards Jiutian Phoenix, but this was not the time to be angry. He had to use the flying ability of Jiutian Phoenix to get to the Blood Mist Shura Field as soon as possible.


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