Chapter 78

"call out!"

Jumping three feet high, the extremely violent golden sword light swooped down, and the momentum that smashed everything was terrifying.

Looking at the golden sword glow that swooped down, Lin Yunchong was already pale with fright, and his whole body was trembling with fear.

"Earth...Earth-level sword art!" Lin Yunchong trembled with a hint of despair in his eyes.

After a fierce battle, Feng Wuchen's strength exceeded Lin Yunchong's imagination, and he was completely shocked by Feng Wuchen's overwhelming power.

It was already difficult to deal with, and now he is still facing the ground-level sword art, it is strange that Lin Yunchong is not desperate.

"boom!"

"puff!"

In an instant, the sword light collided with the energy seal, and a deafening explosion resounded through the woods, but only Lin Yunchong's energy seal exploded, and the shock caused Lin Yunchong to vomit blood, his face stunned, and his injury aggravated.

At the moment of the collision, Feng Wuchen's domineering Jianmang cut the energy seal in half, causing the energy to explode, and Jianmang still charged towards Lin Yunchong with amazing speed and majestic momentum!

"No! No!!" Lin Yunchong, who was terrified and desperate, was so frightened that he could not move his body, he stood on the spot and shouted in horror.

"Boom!"

It's a pity that no matter how Lin Yunchong shouted, the sword light wouldn't disappear, it slammed into him in an instant, and the explosion resounded through the woods again, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

The extremely terrifying energy ripples spread in all directions along with the gust of wind, and the trees within a radius of fifty meters were all swallowed up and turned into ashes at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This fierce battle can be described as extremely dangerous and destructive.

At the moment of the explosion, Lin Yunchong's breath had completely disappeared, which meant that Feng Wuchen's sword had already killed him!

After the energy ripples gradually dissipated and the space became clear, it was only after Lin Yunchong was seen that a large pit several meters large had been blown up.

In the big pit, Lin Yunchong, who had limbs incomplete and bloody, had no signs of life!

Terrible death! He died even worse than his younger brother Lin Yuntian!

"The power of the ninth level of Huayuanjing to cast the second form of the sword art has such terrifying power, but unfortunately it is still too reluctant." Feng Wuchen said to himself, the second form of the sword art was used very much. Feng Wuchen's face was also extremely pale and bloodless.

"call!"

Taking a deep breath, Feng Wuchen was completely relieved, and at the same time the medicinal power just dissipated, Feng Wuchen's eyes darkened and he passed out.

"Big Brother Feng!" Miao Qingqing's pretty face changed drastically, and she rushed up in panic.

Miao Qingqing was very worried, and quickly took Feng Wuchen to the small valley, and gave Feng Wuchen an ordinary healing pill.

Feng Wuchen was in a coma, and some miraculous and strange pictures appeared in his mind.

In the picture, an old man with an immortal style and a bone, holding a delicate long sword suspended over the sea, his eyes are looking at the void, not knowing whether to meet the enemy or what.

The space was calm, without murderous intent.

Feng Wuchen had never seen the old man, but the next scene shocked Feng Wuchen!

The old man seemed to be motionless, but there were illusory figures dancing swordsmanship all over his body. Every move carried the essence of mystery and deepness.

The illusory figure danced with sword moves, but the space was extremely calm, and the airflow was completely unaffected.

Who is this old man? Feng Wuchen had never seen it before, nor could he find this old man in the memory of the Evil Dragon God!

But why does it appear in Feng Wuchen's mind? Feng Wuchen does not know.

What kind of sword art is the old man dancing? Feng Wuchen doesn't even know.

But what Feng Wuchen was sure of was that the old man's dancing sword art was much stronger than his disillusionment sword art.

Based on the memory and experience of the Evil Dragon God, I couldn't tell what kind of sword art it was, let alone the slightest bit of it from the old man dancing the sword art.

Even the Evil Dragon God can't see it, who else knows?

Xuanao's sword move sword style is like flowing clouds and flowing water, the sword energy is vast, and the sword intent has a feeling of winning the sky.

I don't know how long it took, the unconscious Feng Wuchen slowly opened his eyes.

"Brother Feng! Are you awake? Great!" Miao Qingqing was ecstatic when she saw Feng Wuchen open her eyes inadvertently.

"It hurts!" Feng Wuchen, who just remembered, realized that the whole body was in great pain, and a slight movement caused his face to twitch violently.

This is the sequelae of the Soul Breaking Pill! And the sequelae of the excessive consumption of Feng Wuchen's true essence!

"Brother Feng, don't get up, you've been in a coma for two days, and your injuries haven't recovered yet." Miao Qingqing hurriedly motioned for Feng Wuchen to lie down.

"Have been in a coma for two days?" Feng Wuchen was startled and asked anxiously, "Where is Qingyang? Did you find it?"

Hearing this, Miao Qingqing's beautiful eyes flashed with worry, and she frowned and shook her head: "No."

Miao Qingqing has been taking care of Feng Wuchen for the past two days, for fear that Feng Wuchen will not be able to survive, and she has no time to look for it. She is more anxious than anyone else, but there is nothing she can do.

"Qingqing, take the bone-boosting qi pill for me, and help me get up." With a thought, a bone-boosting qi pill appeared on the palm, Feng Wuchen said.

Miao Qingqing acted according to what Feng Wuchen said, took the medicine pill for him, and helped him up and prepare it.

Feng Wuchen had to recover from his injuries as soon as possible, and it had been two days since then, and no one knew whether Liu Qingyang was dead or alive.

Two hours later, Feng Wuchen's injury had recovered by 30%. Because of the serious injury and the sequelae of the Soul Breaking Pill, the recovery was very slow.

The mere sequelae are nothing to Feng Wuchen, he has a solution.

Even if only 30% was recovered, Feng Wuchen was anxious to go out to find Liu Qingyang.

After Lin Yunchong died, no one knew the whereabouts of Liu Qingyang. Tianyun Mountain was so big, where to find it?

Feng Wuchen searched the Evil Dragon God's memory several times, but couldn't find any way to track the breath, let alone any martial skills such as tracking.

If Liu Qingyang has three strengths and two weaknesses, how will Feng Wuchen explain to Liu Shan?

Moreover, Feng Wuchen hadn't told Liu Shan about this, and the Liu family didn't know about Liu Qingyang's disappearance.

After searching for several days, the mountains around Tianyun Mountain and the cities and towns within a radius of hundreds of miles have been searched, but there is no whereabouts of Liu Qingyang.

After a few days, Feng Wuchen and Miao Qingqing were desperate.

In the end, I could only stay in the valley to practice, and I could only pray that Liu Qingyang was safe and sound.

In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed, and Liu Qingyang is still not seen in the valley.

In the past half month, with the help of the blood hoof spirit, Feng Wuchen's cultivation has broken through the fifth level of Yuanyuan Realm. If it hadn't gone through two fierce battles before, Feng Wuchen's cultivation would not have been possible Ascension so fast.

This is also thanks to Lin Yunchong and the master of the eighth level of Huayuanjing.

On the other hand, Miao Qingqing, for half a month, her cultivation base has no progress, her face is haggard, listless, she has no intention to cultivate, and she can't calm down.

Even if half a month has passed, there is no news from Liu Qingyang, she still insists, waiting in the valley every day, hoping to see Liu Qingyang appear one day, as long as there is still a trace of hope, she will not give up.

"Hey." Looking at the stubborn Miao Qingqing, Feng Wuchen sighed helplessly, and secretly said: "Qingyang is only afraid that it will be more fortunate."

Sadness is sadness, but cultivation must continue.

Feng Wuchen also has five blood hoof spirits, three blood essences from the mad lion, and a large amount of Tong Xuan Dan. If you absorb all of these, your cultivation will be greatly increased!

"Qingqing, it's time to practice. We have nothing to do right now. No one knows whether Qingyang is dead or alive. Too much worry will make you unbearable." Feng Wuchen comforted.

Miao Qingqing nodded choked and asked, "Brother Feng, if Brother Liu is gone, can he still see us?"

"..." Feng Wuchen was quite touched and didn't know how to answer at all.

"Big Brother Feng, I won't give up until I see Big Brother Liu's body, I believe Big Brother Liu must still be alive!" Miao Qingqing suddenly turned around and said, her eyes full of determination.

Looking at Miao Qingqing's firm eyes, Feng Wuchen's heart was shaken.

"I also believe that Qingyang is still alive, Qingqing, don't worry, he will definitely come back." Feng Wuchen comforted.

"Yeah!" Miao Qingqing nodded heavily, wiping away her tears.

"Go back to practice hard, don't let that kid surpass you!" Feng Wuchen said with a light smile.

"I listen to Big Brother Feng." Miao Qingqing forced a smile, wondering if she didn't want Feng Wuchen to see her fragility, or if she didn't want Feng Wuchen to be disappointed.

Watching Miao Qingqing walk into the cave, Feng Wuchen sighed and muttered, "The world is impermanent and unpredictable."

There are no years of cultivation, and another half a month has passed in a blink of an eye. It has been a whole month, and Liu Qingyang still does not appear.

Maybe God is so ruthless.

Maybe Liu Qingyang is dead.

Although Feng Wuchen and Miao Qingqing couldn't accept it, they didn't show grief on their faces anymore.

Time still waits for no one. Day by day, with the help of the blood of the Bloodhoof Spirit and the Bi Jing Mad Lion, Feng Wuchen's cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds. After a month and a half, it has been another breakthrough.

Feng Wuchen's cultivation has entered the sixth level of Yuanyuan Realm!

Miao Qingqing's cultivation has also made a breakthrough, which is already at the fourth level of Yuanyuan Realm. Because of the worry and sadness in her heart, it has had a huge impact on her cultivation.

"Qingqing, let's go down the mountain." Feng Wuchen suddenly said.

"Going down the mountain?" Miao Qingqing was stunned, with reluctance and hope in her beautiful eyes.

The reluctance is to worry that after leaving, Liu Qingyang will come back to find them.

The hope is to see Liu Qingyang before leaving the valley.

Feng Wuchen nodded and said softly, "Well, go down the mountain."

"Where?" Miao Qingqing asked.

"Fentian Valley!" Feng Wuchen replied.

"Fentiangu? Can we beat Fentiangu with our strength?" Miao Qingqing asked worriedly. With just the two of them, they were going to die!

Fentiangu's strength is terrifying, let's not say how many strong people there are in the valley, nor how terrible Su Yuanshan's strength is, I'm afraid that even the eldest disciple of Fentiangu can't win!

Feng Wuchen shook his head and said, "We searched all around and there was no whereabouts of Qingyang, but Fentiangu was the only one who didn't find it. Maybe Qingyang is in Fentiangu! Let's go and ask for someone!"

"Big Brother Liu is in Burning Heaven Valley!" Miao Qingqing was shocked, and a strong hope flooded into her heart.