Wang Fengqi took Feng Mei's hand, and with a movement of his mind, he appeared in the Ancestral Dragon Tower. However, at this moment, his Feng Mei changed drastically and turned into an extremely terrifying ghost. The ghost
In a flash, Feng Mei disappeared without a trace. Even he felt extremely painful and sad.
Wang Fengqi's mind suddenly changed, his whole body trembled, he suddenly opened his eyes and roared:
"You are not Feng Mei. Feng Mei is already dead. Get out of here!"
Wang Fengqi struck out with his sword and slashed towards the ghost figure, but at that moment, he seemed to be frozen, unable to extricate himself and unable to move even an inch.
"Who doesn't have weaknesses in this world? Hahaha."
The thin ghost smiled coldly, and Wang Fengqi's heart suddenly sank. He knew that he had been deceived by the illusion, and even if he died, he would not be able to wash away his sins.
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Above the void, the wind and waves are calm, and on the top of the mountains, everything is silent.
Jiang Chen's face changed slightly, and his expression was extremely cold. On the top of the mountain in the distance, he finally found Wang Fengqi!
"Fengqi!"
Jiang Chen shouted in a deep voice, but Wang Fengqi's figure was like a hook, kneeling there, motionless. His aura was also quite weak, and his soul was twisted. The pain was obvious, and it was even more difficult than cutting flesh and bones.
"Master, I'm sorry, I..."
Wang Fengqi said with great difficulty, his eyes were cloudy, and the tear in his heart made him exhausted. In addition, his heart was as gray as ashes. Now Wang Fengqi was only on a thin line between life and death.
"Why...is this happening..."
Jiang Chen trembled all over, his face turned pale and extremely depressed.
"Who is it? Who is it?"
Jiang Chen's voice became colder and he spoke in a low voice.
"I don't know, but the master's wife seems to be from the Pagoda. The two master's wives were all kidnapped."
Wang Fengqi cried and said that all of this, in the final analysis, has an inescapable relationship with him. Wang Fengqi felt that the master's eyes seemed to dim at that moment.
There is nothing greater than grief, and the master happened to have that look in his eyes.
"Buddha Tower, Pagoda Tower! Another Pagoda Tower! I, Jiang Chen, will fight you to the death!"
Jiang Chen roared like thunder, his face turned pale, and immediately, a mouthful of blood spurted out. This was not the blood of an injury, but his hard work.
"I'm sorry, master, I'm sorry. It's all Feng Qi's fault. I didn't protect the two master wives. I can only apologize with death!"
Wang Fengqi was devastated, and as soon as he finished speaking, he cut off his heart. At that moment, Jiang Chen shook his head helplessly, with a look of great struggle. Wang Fengqi, feeling guilty and self-blame, chose to die to apologize, but Jiang Chen knew that all this
, it was not his fault. If he wanted to blame, he could only blame himself for his inability and his inability to protect them. Jiang Chen's heart was extremely painful.
"Come on tower!"
Jiang Chen roared angrily, thunder rolled, and the sky and the earth changed color.
Thousands of miles away, the Ancestral Dragon Tower instantly flew towards Jiang Chen like a ray of light and shadow.
A man with white hair touched his nose, smiled lightly, and murmured:
"These good things seem to have souls."
The Ancestral Dragon Tower flew back to Jiang Chen from thousands of miles away at an extremely terrifying speed. However, at that moment, despite his desperate hope, the dancing Ningzhu in the Ancestral Dragon Tower
He and Yan Qingcheng were still there, but as a result, there was nothing in the Zulong Tower.
At that moment, although the Ancestral Dragon Tower was back in his hands, all the hopes in Jiang Chen's heart were completely shattered in an instant.
Jiang Chen spat out several mouthfuls of blood again. In his heart, he was struggling, blaming himself, and most of all, blaming himself.
"I'm really useless, Sister Ning, Qingcheng, I'm sorry, I should be the one who should say sorry,"
Jiang Chen raised his eyes to look at the sky, his heart trembling uncontrollably, his eyes as sharp as a knife.
"Pagoda, I will definitely crush you to ashes. No one can escape from my grasp."
Jiang Chen's roar continued for a long time, echoing in the void.
No one could understand the sadness he was facing at this moment.
"I can't blame you for all this. The hope I placed on you is a weight you can't bear."
Jiang Chen shook his head and put away Wang Fengqi's soul and body. His heart was dead, but his soul was still there. When he broke through to the imperial realm, he should be able to help him recover his body, as well as Bai Yunfei from back then!
Jiang Chen stood silently on the top of the mountain, looking at it for three years.
Jiang Chen's strength has completely recovered at this time, but it may not be that easy to break through to the middle stage of the God Emperor Realm.
In the past three years, Jiang Chen has not been thinking about Wu Ningzhu, Yan Qingcheng, and Yan Chenyu every moment. He knows that his strength is still too weak after all, and he is still inferior to the truly strong ones.
It's too far away. At least the strongest person he knows is probably the Lord of Northern Liang. That person who has not even met yet, but is just an envoy, has the combat power of the middle stage of the God Emperor Realm. What a legend and terrifying figure he is.
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Jiang Chen sat cross-legged, his body covered with dust, and his face covered with beard and hair. When spring passed and winter came, no matter how wind, frost, rain, and snow fell on him, he did not disturb the dust in his heart.
Not long after, a golden elder, dressed in rich clothes, appeared next to Jiang Chen. Like Jiang Chen, he stared into the void and remained silent for a long time.
"I'm sorry, I'm still asleep. I don't know all this."
The old man sighed and said silently, the old man was none other than the Ancestral Dragon Emperor, the soul of the Ancestral Dragon Pagoda! Wu Ningzhu and Yan Qingcheng were both kidnapped, but as the soul of the Ancestral Dragon Pagoda, he unexpectedly failed to notice
He was always in a deep sleep, and for him, he was also full of self-blame.
He looked at Jiang Chen with a hint of sympathy in his eyes. During this period of time, he had noticed Jiang Chen's behavior in his eyes. He had changed and became much calmer and more restrained.
Jiang Chen shook his head and said:
"I don't blame anyone."
Jiang Chen really doesn't blame anyone, he only blames himself for being too young and too weak.
"Is it time to leave?"
Jiang Chen continued.
"Well, it won't be long before the Shenglong Banquet. It's time to go there."
The Ancestral Dragon Emperor's eyes were sharp, he stared ahead and nodded heavily.
"I just want to know what level my strength will be when I enter the Dragon Clan's Ancient Land after participating in the Dragon Clan's Ascension Banquet."
What Jiang Chen values most now is strength. In a world where the strong are respected, everything is empty talk.
"It should be possible for you to kill the pagoda. As long as there is no pagoda to attack, there should be very few people who will be your opponents."
Zulonghuang thought for a moment and said.
"good!"
Jiang Chen nodded, and at this moment, the two of them headed straight for the Eastern Dragon Clan.