Guardian Chapter 113: Fusang Lingyun

Changchun is on the verge of rampaging.

Roaring, roaring, roaring beasts.

His body began to show signs of swelling.

The clothes burst from inch to inch.

The skinny and shriveled body, with bulging veins and thick veins.

Not only did the color of those veins become dark green, but the direction of the veins became more and more like mulberry leaves.

His body is constantly being raised.

As the endless clear light and green spots in the bottom of Sangshu Village continue to gather into his body.

Changchun skyrocketed more than ten times.

Chen Feng felt that the "Hulk" was about to go violently. The first time he didn't think about fleeing by himself, he quickly protected Liuli who was seriously injured.

"Enter the Void Shuttle."

"I don't."

Liu Li was very stubborn, and stubbornly shook her head, the silver threads all over her head were scattered into galaxies.

Her eyes are clear, and her gaze is solemn with determination, "If you can't deal with it alone, I can fight again."

What a silly girl who is "going to death"...Chen Feng shook Liuli's hand, and his restless heart became calm...the one who went to step on the horse, loves nothing.

Chen Feng was in the void, and a sword rain began to fall, trying to prevent Changchun's "evolution".

The Qingfeng sword that shades the sky and the sun, and even the weird things that Chen Feng throws into the void shuttle, are all tuned out from the void shuttle, like flying ants, toward Changchun, which is growing taller and taller. Lasing.

Changchun has become impersonal.

As he changed, everything in Sangshu Village began to converge towards him.

He is like a magnet, fusing the entire Mulberry Village.

Sangshu Village shuddered and burst, and there were deep pits, subsidences, and rift valleys everywhere...

Chen Feng and Liuli are like being on the eve of the apocalyptic cataclysm, running to avoid sudden disasters.

In no time.

Changchun can no longer see her true colors.

Instead, a towering tree man.

A miniature treant who has a three-point image with Fusang Shenmu.

Even if this is a scaled-down version, its height is beyond reach for Chen Feng.

The tree man raised his foot like a mountain rising from the ground.

When you step on it, it's like a meteor hitting the ground.

The earth shook the mountains, and the rift valleys shattered.

Simply turbulent aftershocks, like hurricanes.

Greatly strengthen the version of the tree, mobilize and absorb more and more Fusang aura.

Also possessed certain methods of Fusang Shenmu back then.

For example, it exerts a tenth of the power of a dragon's teeth.

One cut seems to cut the space, cut the history, and cut the fragments of time.

Sangshu Village.

Gives an illusion.

It seems to have disappeared in the place of Dashun Dynasty.

The power of a cut has opened up a whole new space and time.

Sangshu Village is still Mulberry Village, outside of Mulberry Village, there is endless void and darkness.

Chen Feng's clothes were shattered, and his body was covered with small openings shot from the gravel that was rolled up by the "hurricane."

He stamped his feet severely, and half of his knee was buried in the hard rock.

He hugged Liuli's volley and squinted to check Liuli's situation.

Fortunately, Liuli is a wireman, and his situation is slightly better than Chen Feng, but not much better.

Ding ding, the sound of dong dong qiangqiang kept on Liuli's body, and the crushed stones hit her body, and the halo and shattered by a burst of fire.

"Hold on for a while, and soon...puff...puff." Chen Feng opened his mouth to drink, his mouth full of ashes.

He counted the time. Before he entered the village, he planted the back hand, this time should have a role to play.

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Underground in Mulberry Village.

There is a black log with a third missing.

The log looks shameless, neither shining nor radiant.

Like a log that was split into death by lightning.

It's just that there are endless green dots overflowing above the log, floating in the upward direction.

This is the remaining aura of Fusang Canmu.

Following Changchun’s rampage, he continued to provide him with nutrients.

The "doomsday disaster" in Sangshu Village has also spread here. Cracked rocks, falling rocks, and shaking gravel indicate that this place is also about to collapse.

In the passage that collapsed into ruins, there is a special presence.

This is a group of wire ants, thousands of them.

They carried a ball wrapped in white feathers, and marched forward with difficulty.

This is the room where Chen Feng was confined with a soul-locking chain in the Hong Mansion, smashing the Vajra Soul Bell, and locking the "thunder" of explosive energy with a feather-light white feather.

At that time, Chen Feng's original intention was to detonate it in the Hong Mansion, and heal the dirty place that has absorbed the blood essence of virgins for twenty years.

However, after another thought, the power of this thunder may be shocking. If it is detonated in Hong Mansion, Kyoto would have to destroy many places. It doesn't matter whether Hong Mansion is dead or not. Ordinary people around you will suffer. The seedlings.

Chen Feng can't do that.

So, when they first arrived at the entrance of Sangshu Village, the little iron wire beasts sent out to bring this thunder to the so-called Fusang Remnant Wood and give it a sound.

Thunder has arrived.

Thunder exploded.

Thousands of wire ants, in the light burst, fly ash annihilated.

The huge shock, like a nuclear explosion from the center of the earth.

The entire Sangshu village is hundreds of meters deep, from bottom to top, from top to bottom, suffering a terrible blow.

The ground was sinking, the ground was cracked, and Mulberry Village was separated into countless floating islands, which began to crackle and fall.

Changchun rushed away from the tall tree man who had not completely deformed, and suddenly suffocated at this moment, like a high-speed engine wheel was inserted into an iron rod and jammed.

There were cracks in its body, but it was not enough to cause a devastating blow.

If the Fusang Remnant Wood shattered into pieces just by this explosion, it would be too unworthy of His Divine Wood.

However, this explosion shocked the core and provided the tree with a steady stream of the essence of spiritual rhyme, cracking.

Take advantage of his illness to kill him...Chen Feng will not be foolishly waiting for the tree to take action, and then have a battle between you and me.

A gleaming purple sword aura of thunder rushed away from the void shuttle.

This is Duan Qi'an, the master of the Soul Sword Furnace, received a one-star quality reward, a one-time consumable, Purple Thunder Sword Qi.

One-star rewards are compelling, such as Void Shuttle, Linglong Scale, Dreaming into God's Machine... Even Xiantian Dao Wan can only be counted as a two-star rating.

Moreover, this purple thunder sword aura was the purple thunder that was hidden behind the nine thunders in the clear night when the evil of Yin and Yang of the two realms was released.

Other one-star rewards can be reused.

This sword energy alone is a consumable item.

The Heavenly Dao in the dark seems to have added a layer of prohibition on its use.

Its prestige can be imagined.

This sword swept away everything, and cleaved a sword with an invincible aura that broke through the ages.

As if to cut the entire void in half.

Even Liuli's eyes were full of surprise, as if this sword evoked her infinite memories.

Looking up at the unreachable tall tree man, he split into two, the diagonal incision slowly slipped, and the supreme sword intent with infinite purple sparkles wreaked havoc in its body.

The sword cut up, seemingly smokeless.

It was extremely scary.

The smooth and neat beveled surface bursts as the supreme sword intent rages.

The tree man divided into two is just like thousands of thunders exploded in his body, and there is a continuous explosion.

The fragment that seems to have jumped out of the long history of Dashun, and reintegrated into the original time and space.

The Mulberry Village is fragmented.

The Treant is fragmented.

This is a doomsday ruin that has been hit and hit by a nuclear bomb.

"It's over?"

Chen Feng was fortunate to have fear in his midst.

I was also shocked by the horror of the purple thunder sword aura.

"Yet...yet...not yet." Liuli Yanlu was astonished, and pointed to the wood block of the tree that fell all over the sky, "This explosion, I am afraid, completely activated the Fusang Lingyun, the Lingyun will really wake up. "

Liuli's words are full of contradictions.

Changchun is not Fusang Lingyun?

Didn't it collapse into pieces in the purple thunder sword qi just now?

Why does she want to say that Lingyun really wants to wake up?

Liu Li is right.

If the ordinary tree people in Sangshu Village are created by the charm of Fusang.

The Changchun is the creation of the aura percentage.

If you compare him to Lingyun's clone, it's appropriate.

The sacred hibiscus tree has long since died, leaving only the remnant wood waiting for the opportunity of the dead wood to come in spring.

And Lingyun, which belongs to the essence of Shenmu's life, is a kind of energy body.

On weekdays, as the residual wood sleeps, it is naturally a state of chaos.

At this moment.

The "thunder" of the iron wire ant transports straight to the core.

Zi Lei Jianqi killed the clone of Changchun again.

The aura of Fusang Canmu... "alive".

The aura that came alive, gradually condensed into entities following the direction that Liuli pointed.

It was a boy with long hair, delicate looks, clear eyebrows, and finely crafted hair.

He is less than one meter and three meters tall, he looks about ten years old, and looks quiet, with a natural melancholy in his eyes.

It seems that humans and animals are harmless, and they are so peaceful that they are incompatible with this broken world.

There is no threat.

There is no killing air.

Chen Feng didn't even see the slightest wave of expression on his calm little face.

"This..." Chen Feng looked at Liuli and wanted to ask, is this the real Fusang aura?

But I saw surprise from her face.

Liuli's pupils suddenly dilated.

Chen Feng could still see the boy's presence in the reflection of her pupils just a moment ago.

The next moment, it disappears out of thin air.

Not disappearing.

It's too fast.

It's so fast that it's unparalleled.

As soon as Chen Feng didn't perceive any existence, he heard Liuli roar in anger.

Chen Feng is very strange. It seems that he is getting further and further away from Liuli.

This feeling is amazing.

Clearly the body has left the place, Chen Feng's consciousness seems to remain in place.

This is a wonderful feeling that the body is flying in the front and the soul is chasing in the back.

At the same time, Liuli flew away.

Chen Feng saw clearly this time.

The boy's palm is like rushing thunder, his left hand is faintly blue fire, his right hand is red flames, and his palms close together, giving birth to a halo of chaos.

He doesn't seem to want everything happening here to be known to the world.

With a palm shot, the halo enveloped the location of Sangshu Village, isolating it into a small independent world.

To put it bluntly, it's blocked here.

The boy finished these arrangements without even having a breath, and even shot Chen Feng and Liuli again and again.

The two of them were in the air, and their bodies caught fire at the same time, as if two fireballs shot away and hit the halo again, almost smashing the internal organs to pieces.

The pure yin and yang fire, the fire spirit has been born, and the world fire that has inhabited the golden crow is the ultimate existence.

If.

It's not because this is the remnant aura, but the Fusang **** Mu Benzun.

Where did it turn to get Chen Feng to call out the yellow spring water from the void shuttle to put out the fire.

Even so, Chen Feng is ashamed, scorched and almost carbonized.

The situation of Liuli is even more miserable.

She was red, the wire was hot, and molten iron was flowing out of her body.

Liu Li... disfigured.

The boy strikes again, the target, Chen Feng.

Still fast.

It's almost impossible to keep up with thinking.

This time.

It was Liuli who stood in front of Chen Feng first.

It's not that she is faster than boys.

She had insight into the boy's intentions and moved a step faster than him by counting breaths.

Liu Li blocked the boy's nirvana against Chen Feng.

Chen Feng's heart and liver were severely split.

A small fist pierced Liuli's body and stayed a few millimeters from the tip of his nose.

If it weren't for Liuli to block his fist.

This blow came to smash Chen Feng's head.

Liu Li tightly hugged the boy's arm, turned her head back with a stern smile, and her melting lips wriggled, unable to hear what she was talking about.

Looking at Liuli's deformed corners of her mouth, she was still struggling to pull out the arc of a smile.

Chen Feng's heart jumped, missing several beats.

Chen Feng didn't know what he was thinking.

At this moment, he seems to be demented.

"Grass and mud horses, nothing more."

Chen Feng's eyes were chapped, and his furious eyes were full of brutal blood streaks.

No matter if you can't breathe life, Chen Feng, at this moment, took out a carving knife from the void shuttle and sculpted things like crazy.

He carved the carving in the void, let go of his mind, and let the carving knife absorb everything in his body unscrupulously.

Chen Feng's haggard body is even thinner.

His blood is like a sea, flowing into the carving knife at a terrifying speed.

Without exquisite scales, using ordinary scales, the tingling sensation of the soul becomes stronger again when the soul-scaling division weighs the soul.

Chen Feng is completely "burning" himself to become a complete sword.

Looking at the miserable appearance of Liuli, a silly girl.

He just wants revenge, no distractions.

Chen Feng's body is still losing weight rapidly.

The body function that was about to be burned into coke was once again slammed by the carving knife.

Chen Feng almost fainted.

He held a sigh of anger, and mobilized all his energy on carving.

When Chen Feng had almost only a layer of skin left.

His Void Carving.

Finally completed.

Chen Feng couldn't take it anymore, thinning into a skinny black char, and falling to the ground with a clatter.

The boy finally withdrew his hand, pushed away the iron dripping glass from his body, looked at Chen Feng's work, and finally waved in his eyes.

This is a weird thing.

There is no beginning and no end.

Only six foundations are connected together. The color of the moss is black, white, yellow, red, green, and purple with big tongues of different colors.

The pedestal of the foundation is a white and deep hollow, which is the style of the soul-suppressing Sihunjing.

Six big tongues, shimmering in different colors.

Real colors, illusory colors appeared.

It is as if the six great worlds are constantly evolving.

"Six ways...reincarnation?"

The boy murmured, his face finally became cautious.

He nuzzled, the void gleamed, and at a speed that seemed to penetrate the void, he teleported out of the attack range of the six big tongues.

The six tongues are twisted and twisted into a twist shape.

The color of illusion, chaos into a kind of milky white.

There seems to be the sound of the great road.

The boy has not transitioned yet.

I was surprised and looked down at my right hand.

There.

Broken cracks appeared, and sudden erosive forces, such as tarsal bones.

Can't tell, what this mighty force is.

It seems to be a kind of Taoism.

It seems to be a rule again.

Or rather.

Is a domain?

What a pity.

Chen Feng didn't know how high his personality was.

Almost sucked him into a man-made carving knife, and the big tongue that was carved out of it was exhausted. There is no one in the world.

It’s not a big tongue.

It's Chen Feng's "Morality is not coordinated".

Can't display the true strength of Big Tongue.

As long as he carves other things with swords, he can show perfect strength.

And this.

Sorry, Chen Feng's compulsion is not enough.

At the same time.

Beside the soul of the town, there is a big tongue with white moss, which is slouching and drooping softly.

Suddenly.

It screamed.

The tongue was stunned.

It.

Without warning.

It's hard.

The whole soul division.

Vibrate again.

On the gate.

The pair of childish faces and bark faces who talked about cross talk woke up at the same time.

This time.

They were silent, with solemn expressions on their faces.

In no time.

The tree fell off the ground and melted into the monument to the soul.

The towering monument, which is as black as ink, when it reappears.

Already outside the ruins of Sangshu Village.

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