Chen Feng looked back and found that the old man had disappeared, and he stopped instantly.
He looked up and found that the old man was already standing in front of him, the flames in his eyes beating rapidly.
"Put him down or you die!"
The old man stretched out his hand, and a little light appeared at his point. The golden light covered the sky and the sun. With a cry, a three-headed Luan bird made of gold roared towards Chen, leaving only a touch of bright color between the sky and the earth.
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The moment the Luan Bird approached Chen Feng, he raised the Ancient Junlin in his hand and directly used him as a human shield.
If Gu Junlin really blocked this blow, even the legendary treasures of heaven and earth wouldn't be able to save him.
At the moment when the Luan bird crashed into the Ancient King's Landing, the Luan bird waved its golden wings and suddenly rushed into the sky.
A violent explosion sounded, the sky and the earth changed color, and a radius of ten miles was reduced to ruins.
When the explosion sounded somewhere, Chen Feng instantly rushed in the opposite direction to the old man.
The violent air flow hit his body, and as the spiritual energy shield was blown up again and again, there was not much spiritual energy left in his body.
Chen Feng could only use his mysterious body to train, and rushed towards Zhang Ping with the aftermath of the spiritual energy explosion.
"Walk!"
Zhang Ping dragged the exhausted Chen Feng and moved forward quickly.
When Chen Feng and Gu Junlin were confronting each other before, Zhang Ping hid aside from being discovered by them in order to save Chen Feng now.
"Ahem."
Chen Feng kept coughing up blood, his vision turned black time after time, and he staggered several times and almost fell from the sky.
"Chen Feng, hold on!" Zhang Ping carried Chen Feng on his back and moved forward quickly.
"Chen Feng!"
A fiery red arrow pierced through the dazzling light and crashed into them with a devastating force.
A violent explosion sounded, and Zhang Ping protected Chen Feng as he rolled dozens of times in the air, like a meteor falling, and hit the ground hard.
Chen Feng opened his eyes, stretched out his hand and struggled. Finally, his hand dropped weakly and fell into the darkness.
"Chen Feng."
Zhang Ping stumbled and crawled over, struggled to help Chen Feng up, and stumbled forward.
"Chen Feng, hold on."
After walking for who knows how long, Zhang Ping's feet gave way, and the two of them rolled down the hillside.
Not long after they rolled down the mountain, the old man held Gu Junlin in his hand and twisted his head back and forth, looking for their whereabouts.
"Lost?"
After searching for a long time, there was no trace. The old man stepped out, and a powerful force penetrated the mountain. The mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, the river flowed backwards, and countless rocks and trees rolled down.
"How come I have such a useless descendant?"
The old man looked at Gu Junlin in his hand, and the flames in his eyes beat more violently.
"It's my bloodline after all, and my talent is quite good."
As he spoke, the old man carried Gu Junlin and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Following the incoming river water, Chen Feng and Zhang Ping at the bottom of the mountain were floating with the river water, not knowing where they were going.
After an unknown amount of time, the cold river water hit his face, and Zhang Ping opened his eyes in a daze.
"Chen Feng!"
Zhang Ping sat up suddenly and turned his head to look for Chen Feng.
Seeing him lying on the river beach not far away, Zhang Ping breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, Chen Feng is still here. If he ran away, how would he explain to the general?