Wang Fengqi took Fengmei's hand, and when she moved her divine sense, she appeared in the Ancestral Dragon Pagoda. However, at this moment, his Fengmei changed drastically and turned into a terrifying ghost. In a flash, Feng Mei disappeared without a trace, and even he felt incomparable pain and sadness.
Wang Fengqi's mind suddenly changed, his whole body trembled, he suddenly opened his eyes, and roared:
"You are not Fengmei, Fengmei is dead, get out of here!"
Wang Fengqi slashed out with a sword and slashed towards the ghost, but at that moment, he seemed to be frozen, unable to extricate himself, unable to move an inch.
"In life, who has no weaknesses? Ha ha ha."
The thin ghost shadow smiled coldly, and Wang Fengqi's heart sank immediately. He knew that he had been deceived by the illusion, and he would die and could not wash away his sins.
…
Above the void, the wind is calm and the waves are calm, and the top of the mountains is silent.
Jiang Chen's face changed slightly, his expression was extremely gloomy, and on the top of the mountain in the distance, he finally found Wang Fengqi!
"Fengqi!"
Jiang Chen shouted in a deep voice, but Wang Fengqi was like a hook, kneeling there, motionless, his breath was also quite weak, his soul was twisted, and his pain was evident, even more difficult than cutting flesh and deboning.
"Master, I'm sorry, I..."
Wang Fengqi said with great difficulty, his eyes were cloudy, and the tear in his heart made him run out of oil, and his heart was ashes. Now Wang Fengqi, life and death are only on the line.
"Why...why is this..."
Jiang Chen trembled, his face was pale, and he was extremely disappointed.
"Who is it? Who is it!"
Jiang Chen's voice became colder and he said in a low voice.
"I don't know, but the mistress seems to say that she is from the Buddha Tower. The two mistresses were all taken away."
Wang Fengqi cried and said that all of this, in the final analysis, has an inescapable relationship with him. Wang Fengqi felt that the master's eyes seemed to darken at that moment.
There is nothing more grief than death, and the master just happens to have that look in his eyes.
"The Buddha Pagoda, the Buddha Pagoda! It's the Buddha Pagoda again! I, Jiang Chen, will definitely be with you forever!"
Jiang Chen roared like thunder and his face was pale. Suddenly, a mouthful of blood spurted out. This was not the blood of his injuries, but his hard work.
"I'm sorry, master, I'm sorry, it's all Feng Qi's fault. I didn't protect the two mistresses. I can only apologize with death!"
Wang Fengqi was in despair. As soon as he finished speaking, he broke his heart. At that moment, Jiang Chen shook his head helplessly, his expression was extremely struggling. Wang Fengqi chose to die in guilt and guilt, but Jiang Chen knew that all this , it's not his fault, he can only blame himself for his incompetence and his inability to protect them. Jiang Chen's heart is extremely painful.
"To the tower!"
Jiang Chen roared, the thunder rolled, and the world changed color.
Thousands of miles away, the Ancestral Dragon Pagoda instantly flew towards Jiang Chen like a light and shadow.
A man with white hair touched his nose, smiled lightly, and muttered:
"This good thing seems to have a soul."
The Ancestral Dragon Pagoda flew back to Jiang Chen's side from thousands of miles away at an extremely terrifying speed. However, at that moment, although he desperately hoped, Wu Ningzhu was in the Ancestral Dragon Pagoda. Both Yan Qingcheng and Yan Qingcheng were still there, but as a result, there was nothing in the Ancestral Dragon Pagoda.
At that moment, although the Ancestral Dragon Pagoda was back in his hands, all the hopes in Jiang Chen's heart were completely shattered in an instant.
Jiang Chen spat out a few mouthfuls of blood again. In his heart, there was struggle, self-blame, and more, guilt.
"I'm really useless, Sister Ning, Qingcheng, I'm sorry, I should say sorry, it should be me,"
Jiang Chen looked up at the sky, trembling in his heart, his eyes sharp as knives.
"Pagoda of Buddha, I must crush you to ashes, no one can escape from my palm."
The sound of Jiang Chen's roar, which lasted for a long time, swayed away in the void.
No one can understand what kind of sadness he is facing at this moment.
"All of this, I can't blame you all. I pin my hopes on you, and it's a weight you can't bear."
Jiang Chen shook his head and put away Wang Fengqi's soul and body. His heart is dead, but his soul is still there. When he breaks through the emperor's realm, he should be able to help him restore his body, as well as Bai Yunfei back then!
Jiang Chen stood silently on the top of the mountain, and he looked at it for three years.
Jiang Chen's strength has completely recovered at this time, but it may not be so easy to break through the middle stage of the God Emperor Realm.
For the past three years, Jiang Chen has been thinking about Wu Ningzhu, Yan Qingcheng, and Yan Chenyu every moment. He knows that his strength is still too weak after all. Compared with the real powerhouse, he is still far behind. At least the strongest person he knows should be the Lord of Beiliang. The one who has not met yet, A mere messenger has the combat power in the middle stage of the God Emperor Realm. What kind of legend and what kind of terrifying character is that
Jiang Chen sat cross-legged, his body was covered with dust, his face was covered with beard and hair, spring and winter came, let the wind, frost, rain and snow fall on him, but in his heart, he did not cause dust.
Not long after, an old golden elder, dressed in a fancy dress, appeared beside Jiang Chen. Like Jiang Chen, he stared into the void without speaking for a long time.
"I'm sorry, I'm still sleeping, I don't know all this."
The old man sighed and said silently, the old man is none other than the Ancestral Dragon Emperor, the tower soul of the Ancestral Dragon Pagoda! Wu Ningzhu and Yan Qingcheng were both kidnapped, and as the tower soul of the Ancestral Dragon Pagoda, he was overseen and was always in a deep sleep. For him, he was full of self-blame.
Looking at Jiang Chen, there was a trace of sympathy in his eyes. During this time, Jiang Chen's performance, he was watching, he changed, became a lot calmer, and a lot more restrained.
Jiang Chen shook his head and said:
"I don't blame anyone."
Jiang Chen really didn't blame anyone, he only blamed himself for being too young and weak.
"Is it time to move?"
Jiang Chen continued.
"Well, soon, it will be the Dragon Feast, and it's time to go there."
Ancestral Dragon Emperor has sharp eyes, staring straight ahead, nodding heavily.
"I just want to know what level my strength can reach when I enter the ancient land of the Dragon Clan after I have participated in the Dragon Clan's Rising Dragon Banquet."
What Jiang Chen values most now is strength. In a world where the strong are respected, everything is empty talk.
"It should be able to let you kill the Buddha tower. As long as there is no Buddha to shoot, there should be few people who will be your opponents."
Ancestral Dragon Emperor thought for a moment.
"it is good!"
Jiang Chen nodded, and at this moment, the two of them went straight to the Dongfang Dragon Clan.
[The new book will hit the list tomorrow on Monday, and the support of the brothers is urgently needed. In addition, the Dragon Marked War God has two updates today. Brothers who don’t like it, go and see the sword fairy above, it is a big **.]