Dragon God Sovereign

"call out!"

Leaping three feet high, the extremely violent golden sword light swooped down, and the aura of destroying everything was frightening.

Looking at the golden sword light swooping down, Lin Yunchong was already pale with fright, and trembling with fright.

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

After a fierce battle, Feng Wuchen was so powerful that it exceeded Lin Yunchong's imagination, and was completely shocked by Feng Wuchen's overwhelming power.

It was difficult to deal with, but 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, deafening and blasting through the woods, but it was just that Lin Yunchong's energy seal exploded, and the shock caused Lin Yun to vomit blood, his face screamed and his injuries worsened.

At the moment of the collision, Feng Wuchen's domineering Jian Mang cut the energy seal in half, causing the energy to explode, but Jian Mang still rushed towards Lin Yunchong with amazing speed and majestic aura!

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

"Boom!"

It's a pity that no matter how Lin Yunchong yelled, the sword light would not disappear, and it blasted on him in an instant, the explosion resounded through the woods again, shaking the ground slightly.

The extremely terrifying energy ripples spread in all directions along with the gust of wind, and the woods within 50 meters of the radius were swallowed 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, meaning that Feng Wuchen's sword had already killed him!

When the energy ripples gradually dissipated, and the space became clear, only then did he see that Lin Yunchong's location had already exploded a large pit several meters in size.

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

Tragic death! Even worse than his brother Lin Yuntian died!

"The power of the Ninth Level of the Huayuan Realm used the second form of the sword technique, and it has such terrible power, but unfortunately it is too reluctant." Feng Wuchen muttered to himself, using the second form of the sword technique, which consumes a lot of true essence. Feng Wuchen's face was also extremely pale and bloodless.

"call!"

After taking a deep breath, Feng Wuchen was completely relieved, and at the same time, the power of the medicine just dissipated. Feng Wuchen's eyes went black and passed out.

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

Miao Qingqing was extremely worried, and hurriedly took Feng Wuchen to the small valley, and swallowed ordinary healing pills for Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen was in a coma, and some magical and weird pictures appeared in his mind.

In the picture, an old man with the bones of immortality, holding a delicate long sword hovering over the sea, looked at the void, not knowing whether it was facing the enemy or what.

The space is calm and murderous.

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

The old man seemed to be motionless, but there were illusory figures dancing the sword art all over his body. Every move and style carried the essence of mystery and profoundness, fascinating and returning to the basics.

The illusory figure danced with sword moves, but the space was extremely calm, and the airflow was not affected at all.

Who is this old man? Feng Wuchen had never seen it before, and the old man could not be found in the memory of the evil dragon god!

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

What sword art is the old man dancing? Feng Wuchen does not even know.

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

With the memory and experience of the evil dragon god, he couldn't see what sword tactics it was, and he couldn't see the slightest from the old man's dancing sword tactics.

The evil dragon **** can't see it, who else can know?

The mysterious sword moves the sword style, like clouds and flowing water, the sword is vast, and the sword intent has a feeling of aspiring to the sky.

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

"Brother Feng! Are you awake? Great!" Seeing Feng Wuchen open his eyes accidentally, Miao Qingqing was ecstatic.

"It hurts!" Feng Wuchen, who just remembered, realized that his whole body was extremely painful. A slight movement made his face twitch violently.

This is the sequelae of Pohun Pill! And the sequelae of excessive consumption of Feng Wuchen Zhen Yuan!

"Brother Feng, don't get up, you have been in a coma for two days, and your injury has not recovered." Miao Qingqing quickly signaled Feng Wuchen to lie down.

"Stuck 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 shook her head frowning: "No."

For the past two days, Miao Qingqing has been taking care of Feng Wuchen. She was afraid that Feng Wuchen would not be able to survive. She didn't have time to find it. She was more anxious than anyone, but she was helpless.

"Qingqing, give me the Bone-Bone Replenishing Qi Pill, and help me get up." With a heartbeat, a Bone-Bone Replenishing Qi Pill appeared on the palm of his hand, Feng Wuchen said.

Miao Qingqing acted according to Feng Wuchen's words, gave him the pill, and helped him up to prepare.

Feng Wuchen must recover his injuries as soon as possible. It has been delayed for two days, and no one knows whether Liu Qingyang is alive or dead.

Two hours later, Feng Wuchen's injury recovered by 30%, because the injury was too serious and the sequelae of Pohun Pill, the injury was slow to recover.

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

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

When Lin Yunchong died, no one knew Liu Qingyang's whereabouts, Tianyun Mountain was so big, where to find it?

Feng Wuchen searched the memory of the evil dragon **** several times, but he didn't find any way to track his breath, let alone track and other martial arts.

If Liu Qingyang has shortcomings, how can Feng Wuchen explain to Liushan?

Moreover, the matter has not been told to Liu Shan, the Liu family does not know about Liu Qingyang's disappearance.

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

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

In the end, I can only stay in the valley to practice, and I can only pray that Liu Qingyang is safe.

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

And in the past half month, with the help of the blood hoof spirit, Feng Wuchen’s cultivation base has broken through the fifth level of the Huayuan realm. If it hadn’t been for two fierce battles before, Feng Wuchen’s cultivation base would not Improve so fast.

This is also thanks to Lin Yunchong and the master of Huayuan Realm Eighth Layer.

On the other hand, Miao Qingqing, in the past two months, has not made any effort in his cultivation, his face is haggard, listless, he has no intention of practicing, nor can he calm down, all in his mind is Liu Qingyang, worrying all the time.

Even if half a month passed, Liu Qingyang had no news at all. She still persisted, waiting in the valley every day, hoping to see Liu Qingyang appear one day, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, she will not give up.

"Hey." Looking at the stubborn Miao Qingqing, Feng Wuchen sighed helplessly, and secretly said: "Qingyang is afraid that it is already too fierce."

Sorrowful, sad, but the practice has to continue.

Feng Wuchen also has five blood hoof spirit essences, three parts of the essence and blood of the bijing mad lion, and a large number of profound communication pills. If all of these are absorbed, the cultivation base will definitely increase!

"Qingqing, we still have to practice for cultivation. We have no choice now. No one knows whether Qingyang is dead or alive. Too much worry will make you unable to bear it." Feng Wuchen comforted.

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

"..." Feng Wuchen was quite moved in his heart and didn't know how to answer.

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

Seeing Miao Qingqing's firm eyes, Feng Wuchen's heart was shaking.

"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 tears firmly.

"Go back and practice hard, don't let that kid surpass you!" Feng Wuchen smiled lightly.

"I listen to Big Brother Feng." Miao Qingqing said with a forced smile, not sure if he didn't want Feng Wuchen to see her fragility, or if he didn't want Feng Wuchen to be disappointed.

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

There were no years in cultivation, and another half month passed in a blink of an eye. After a full month, Liu Qingyang still did not appear.

Maybe God is so ruthless.

Perhaps Liu Qingyang is dead.

Although Feng Wuchen and Miao Qingqing were unacceptable, they did not show their grief on their faces anymore.

Time still waits for no one. Day by day, with the help of the blood of the blood hoof spirit and the bijing wild lion, Feng Wuchen's cultivation base is advancing by leaps and bounds. After a month and a half, it is another breakthrough.

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

Miao Qingqing's cultivation has also broken through, and she is already at the fourth level of the Huayuan Realm. The worry and sadness in her heart have had a huge impact on her cultivation.

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

"Down the mountain?" Miao Qingqing was taken aback, with reluctance and expectation in her beautiful eyes.

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

Looking forward to seeing Liu Qingyang before leaving the valley.

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

"Where to go?" Miao Qingqing asked.

"Burning Heaven Valley!" Feng Wuchen replied.

"Fentiangu? Can we beat Fentiangu by our strength?" Miao Qingqing asked worriedly, relying on the two of them to die!

The strength of Burning Heaven Valley is terrible, let alone how many powerhouses there are in the valley, nor how terrible Su Yuanshan's strength is, I am afraid that even the big disciples of Burning Heaven Valley will not win!

Feng Wuchen shook his head and said: "We have searched for the whereabouts of Qingyang, but Fentian Valley did not find it. Perhaps Qingyang is in Fentian Valley! Let's go and ask for someone!"

"Big Brother Liu is in Burning Heaven Valley!" Miao Qingqing's heart was shaken, and a strong hope came to her heart.