Chapter 4648

At a glance, Jian Wushuang realized that Feng Qi's situation was much more serious than he thought.

The broken spirit is like wisps of smoke, which can't stop escaping and can't be condensed.

If it didn't belong to the Feng clan, one of the three ancient tribes, I'm afraid the blow of the virtual God would be enough to kill Feng Qi.

Perhaps aware of the entry of external forces, a handsome young man with a fine bare upper body got up and was about to explode with anger. When he saw that it was the unparalleled sword, the anger in his eyes turned to desolation and sadness.

"How's the situation? What do you need me to do?" Jian Wushuang stepped forward quickly and asked.

The handsome young man stopped talking and finally said, "I'm afraid it's hard for my grandfather to get over this time."

Jian Wushuang heard the words, and his heart suddenly sank, "it's impossible. Don't you Feng clan all be reborn from Nirvana? I've also seen Feng Qi display, and soon recovered from his dying state."

"Yes, we Fengzu can indeed nirvana, but the spirit of the old ancestor has dispersed, and we can't even wake up the old ancestor. How can she Nirvana?" In the eyes of the handsome young man, "even if it's sun Tongli, a son of our family, he can't wake up."

Looking at the spirit that could not be restrained and dissipated even in the nirvana array, I'm afraid that if it goes on like this, Feng Qi will really die.

Without thinking, Jian Wushuang said directly, "can you let me enter the array? I want to have a try."

A hesitation flashed in the handsome young man's eyes, but before he could speak, jianwushuang directly stepped into the array.

There was an urgent voice behind him, "we must hurry up. I'm afraid that my grandfather may fall at any time."

Taking a deep breath, Jian Wushuang came to the center of the array. Looking at Feng Qi who closed his eyes like sleeping, he slowly sat in front of her.

"Here I am."

The blazing flames dissipated with the wind.

Jian Wushuang was like talking to Feng Qi about the past. From the first meeting to fighting side by side, he described it exactly.

"I'm very grateful for everything you did. You saved my life when you were in lodu, and you saved my wife's life in foreign battlefields without hesitation, which is equivalent to that I owe you two lives now. If you can't wake up, I'm afraid I really can't repay you."

"When you wake up, I will promise you three promises, Yi or Feng. No matter where and when I am in the future, these three promises will be valid forever."

"In addition, I think in the next years, the divine universe has no women like you, which is too boring."

Calm words, accompanied by hair thin fire, escaped in this array.

And the handsome young man who was like an ant on a hot pot outside the array also stopped at the moment, looking at the center of the array with fixed eyes.

Feng Qi's spirit, which had been constantly escaping, began not to escape outward. At the same time, those scattered spirits began to change into the appearance of a small fire phoenix and quickly recovered from the body.

Seeing this scene, Jian Wushuang was overjoyed and directly cut open his left wrist. At that time, the divine blood belonging to the super perfect creature constitution dripped to Feng Qi's left body.

God's blood, which contains vigorous and tenacious vitality, quickly repairs and moistens Feng Qi's broken body like a vine.

The skin is filling at a speed visible to the naked eye, and every meridian is being repaired.

And Feng Qi's pale face also turned red at the speed visible to the naked eye.

I don't know how long it took, Feng Qi slowly opened her eyes and looked at the sword that was urging God's blood to moisten her. She said faintly, "I heard what you just said."

The sword, which was already a little dizzy, barely smiled, "it's good to hear it. If you can't hear it, I'll say it in vain."

"Are you serious about what you said?" Feng Qi continued to ask.

Jian Wushuang nodded, "self, nature."

Feng Qi's face showed a happy look, and he didn't see Jian Wushuang's increasingly pale face at all. "You don't owe me anything, I save you, it's all my willingness."

After nearly half a column of incense, even the sword unparalleled was about to lose its hold.

"Hurry, hurry to Nirvana, I'm about to lose my grip..."

Feng Qi then reacted, hurriedly propped up his body and covered the wound between Jian Wushuang's wrists with his hand, "you're really a fool. Aren't you afraid to damage the origin if you shed so much original blood!"

Jian matchless shook his head slowly, "don't worry about me... Your business is important, don't delay."

"Then wait for me here and don't leave anyway." Feng Qi bit his lip gently, "if you leave, I won't do it."

Jian Wushuang just felt dizzy and couldn't care about anything, so he could only nod repeatedly.

Feng Qi smiled and turned to walk behind him.

In front of her, a border with blazing terror and fire was completely opened.

Feng Qi suddenly burst out a pair of flaming wings behind him, and then entered the enchanted fire field.

When her front foot was off the ground, jianwushuang fainted in the middle of the eye.

Due to the order of the old ancestor, the descendants of the Feng clan did not dare to step into the array easily. They could only scratch their ears and cheeks to control the heat and make the sword unparalleled in the eyes of the array as comfortable as possible

As time went by, two days later, thousands of fire plumes suddenly swept out of the calm enclosure of the fire.

At the same time, a woman with huge fiery wings and extraordinary beauty and martial arts rushed out of it.

After nirvana, Feng Qi ran directly to the sleepy sword in the array's eyes.

She raised her hand and also cut her wrist, and the divine blood with ancestral pulse Feng breath fell into the mouth of jianwushuang.

Seeing this, the handsome young man standing on the outermost edge hurriedly said, "don't be old!"

Feng Qi turned a deaf ear, and the divine blood of the ancestral vein of the Feng clan still dripped into his mouth at a uniform speed.

"Absorb it. You must absorb more."

The blood of the ancestor pulse God of the Feng clan entered the throat, and all the meridians in jianwushuang's body burned at the same time.

At the same time, a phoenix shadow with wings spreading and singing appeared in the center of his chest, just like a living creature.

Feng Qi, after thinking over and over again, stretched out his right hand and quickly described it directly on the unparalleled left arm of the sword.

At that time, a simple Phoenix totem emerged, and then hidden under the skin.

After all this, Feng Qi giggled like a child, and then returned to his usual lonely appearance.

When the ancestral blood of Feng clan entering jianwushuang's body reached the saturation level, Feng Qi withdrew his palm.

Everything tends to be calm, and jianwushuang falls into a deep sleep.

Feng Qi slowly walked out of the array and said in a low voice, "you take good care of the unparalleled palace master here. As soon as you wake up, let me know."

The handsome young man nodded his agreement, and then continued to carefully urge the array