"This voice..."
Feng Feiyun's heart trembled slightly, and he recalled a person whose voice was too similar, but... how is this possible
The phoenix bone sacrifice was in his hand, crimson red like blood jade, and a faint flame emerged, blocking the Qi Li rushing out of the coffin, so that it would not be corroded by flesh and blood.
The sobbing spirit in the coffin is so terrifying that even the Great Perfection of the God Foundation may not be able to resist it, and it will most likely be corroded into a pile of bones.
Although this person's voice is weak, he has a long breath, and his vitality is like a stream flowing continuously.
"Who are you?" Feng Feiyun wanted to clear his doubts.
After hearing Feng Feiyun's voice, a surging force suddenly erupted in the coffin, like mountains and rivers moving laterally, the earth gushing magma, rushing out directly from the gap in the coffin lid, towards Feng Fei. Cloud pavement came.
This man's heart was full of hatred, and he struck with anger, thinking that Feng Feiyun was also with the mysterious master.
They were all locked in the coffin, and they were so fierce!
"Dragon Emperor kills with one knife!"
Feng Feiyun took out the phoenix bone while taking out the giant white stone saber. He stood firm on his feet, held the handle of the saber with both hands, and slashed out a long white dragon with one knife, splitting the steady stream of waves.
"Boom!"
That force was so tyrannical that it forced Feng Feiyun to slide three feet away, and stuck his body on the cold iron chain, only then did he stabilize his body.
Just a burst of anger is so tyrannical, is it really him
The White Stone Giant Sword was so huge that it cut off many iron chains in the ground, and the basalt iron coffin that had been tightly closed also loosened a lot.
Whoa!
The iron chain on the giant coffin was driven by a force in the coffin and began to scatter. The lid of the coffin moved, making a harsh "humming" sound.
But there was another formation in the coffin. When preventing him from breaking out of the coffin, three tragic green formation plates were printed from the lid of the coffin and blasted directly into the coffin, causing a series of screams to be heard inside. .
"Boom, boom, boom!"
The three array patterns blasted into the coffin, like three huge divine hammers, hitting the person trapped in the coffin until the bones were broken, and the flesh and blood were blurred.
"I... I... well... hate..." the man said through gritted teeth.
Even Feng Feiyun can feel that boundless hatred!
The coffin slowly became quiet, and the man seemed to be afraid of being beaten, and did not dare to resist, let alone escape from the giant coffin.
"I'll help you!"
Feng Feiyun stepped forward quickly, pressed his hands on the lid of the coffin, and pushed it again, the gap became wider and wider, from the width of a finger, to the width of a palm, and then to a foot wide. … There are more qi Li burst out, almost filling the entire underground.
The brilliance of the phoenix bone illuminated a corner of the coffin.
In this situation, it is very much like a tomb robber opening an ancient coffin underground, holding a lamp, and looking into the coffin.
"Feng Feiyun, it's you!" A very surprised voice came from the coffin, and the voice took a little strength.
Feng Feiyun had never seen a person so miserable before, he huddled in the corner of the giant coffin, the splendid robes on his body were smashed to pieces, soaked in blood, covered with black old blood scum, and Fresh blood overflowed from the fuzzy flesh and blood, dripping everywhere in the coffin.
Nine divine rings were nailed on his chest, which were located on the nine acupoints. Nine iron chains passed through his chest and were branded on the bottom of the coffin, connecting with the entire basalt iron coffin.
In addition, his hands, feet, and double collarbones were all nailed with iron needles, sealing all his strength.
I don't know how many times the bones on my body were broken, and I don't know how many times the flesh and blood on my body was smashed to pieces.
Only through his loose hair could he see his extremely handsome face, but it was stained with blood.
"Wuxia... Young Master Wuxia!" Feng Feiyun couldn't believe his eyes. This is still the most beautiful man in the world. His life is flawless, flawless, and Young Master Wuxia
Young Master Wuxia is one of the eight epic geniuses. Feng Feiyun once saw him fight against Dongfang Jingshui. At that time, a mountain was razed to the ground, and his cultivation base was terrifying. If he wanted to leave, he would be considered a half-step giant. They would be able to stop him, but... at this moment he is imprisoned here, how can Feng Feiyun accept this
The most beautiful man in the world is so embarrassed and desolate!
"Giggle!" Young Master Wuxia smiled bitterly, with an extremely desolate smile, and said, "Young Master Wuxia, it's so ridiculous, so ridiculous..."
"Why are you imprisoned here? Who is it?" Feng Feiyun touched the world spirit stone on his waist. This was originally the treasure of Young Master Wuxia, but it fell into the hands of the mysterious master, and then handed it over to him.
At that time, Feng Feiyun did not believe that the mysterious master was the opponent of Young Master Wuxia, until now, when he saw Young Master Wuxia imprisoned here, he did not believe it.
"Giggle..." Young Master Wuxia just laughed, his smile was endlessly lonely.
"Is that the mysterious man wrapped in crimson flames who defeated you?" Feng Feiyun wanted to know who the mysterious man was.
"Have you seen her too?" Young Master Wuxia suddenly became excited, and the monstrous anger and hatred filled the coffin.
"I have seen it." Feng Feiyun said.
"Have you seen her face?" Young Master Wuxia was even more excited.
"That's not true." Feng Feiyun said.
"That's good, that's good, I haven't seen her face, there is still a chance to survive, and a chance to survive..." Young Master Wuxia fell silent a little, and kept saying.
Feng Feiyun frowned and said, "Could it be that he has an extraordinary identity, once he sees his face, he will be silenced by him?"
Many big figures have several identities, some of which are not visible, and once discovered, they will be ruthlessly obliterated.
"She is so amazing because of her face. If I hadn't seen her face, I wouldn't have fallen to this point. I did lose. I thought I could rely on my face and charm. Let all the beauties in the world bow down at my feet like slaves, but... but... when I saw her face, I found that I had become a slave... "
Feng Feiyun couldn't understand what Young Master Wuxia said next. He always felt that his logic was confusing and his words were unclear. He thought that he had been imprisoned here for too long, tortured too deeply, and his mind was confused.
It's too alarmist, and it completely demonizes the mysterious master.
Feng Feiyun understands this feeling very well. When a person is persecuted more deeply, the hatred in his heart will be stronger, and he will think of the persecutor more and more terrifying, more and more like a ghost.
Young Master Wuxia is afraid that this is the case at the moment.
Of course, I can't blame Feng Feiyun for misunderstanding Young Master Wuxia. After all, Feng Feiyun has always regarded the mysterious master as a man, because every time he sees the mysterious master, he is the voice of a man. Yun took the mysterious master as a man.
That's why I can understand what Young Master Wuxia is feeling at the moment.
Of course, Feng Feiyun is also an extremely cautious person, and he has firmly remembered the words of Young Master Wuxia, and he must not look at his appearance until he has not competed with the strength of the mysterious master.
"I'm here to rescue you."
Feng Feiyun took out the giant white stone sword and slashed towards the iron chain locked on Young Master Wuxia. Sparks flew everywhere, but the chain was not damaged at all, but his arm was numb from the shock.
"It's useless, this iron chain is a basalt iron sacrificial chain. There are five-level formations inscribed in it. Even a spiritual weapon may not be able to break it." Young Master Wuxia reminded: "You better leave this place quickly. , if she finds out, your fate will be even more miserable than mine."
Suddenly, Feng Feiyun's consciousness sensed a movement on the ground, and someone was walking in this direction.
Young Master Wuxia also sensed it, and quickly said: "If you really want to help me, there is only one way, take Ermei Ming fire, break the fifth-level formation, melt Xuanwu iron, I think Su Yun owes you a favor, if you have it in the future In a catastrophe, even if the distance is 100,000 miles, the Jiafeng will definitely come after the wind and help each other desperately."
Feng Feiyun is not a bad guy, but sometimes, the promise is in an instant.
"wait for me!"
Feng Feiyun closed the coffin lid again, and then walked out from the ground, with a black brilliance on his fingers, making the ground close again.
Everything was restored as before, still in that old low house, the ground was full of dust.
"The world is unpredictable. A generation of geniuses was imprisoned in a coffin. It seems that Young Master Wuxia is indeed too powerful, otherwise the mysterious master would not have used so many means to trap him, and buried him in the ground. It is to build a 5 million-pound basalt iron coffin, seal the nine major points of life, and lock the limbs. Only an epic genius can survive this kind of torture, and others may have suffered a nervous breakdown and died."
Suddenly, a fragrant wind suddenly hit behind Feng Feiyun. It was too sudden and almost silent. After entering the low house, Feng Feiyun noticed her.
Feng Feiyun suddenly moved three feet horizontally and slapped it out with a palm.
A red shadow flashed by, Feng Feiyun condensed an endlessly killing palm, just touching the edge of her clothes, and she fell to Feng Feiyun's right hand again, and a soft jade hand gently pressed on it. On Feng Feiyun's shoulder, a charming voice said, "It's me."
"Blood Dance!" Feng Feiyun breathed a sigh of relief.
This woman is tall, plump and enchanting, with jade skin and ice skin, wearing a transparent red gauze, which makes the snow-white and proud twin peaks looming, and in her eyes, it is full of endless temptation.
No wonder her cultivation base is so high that she is the third-ranked enchantress in the stunning building.
"Do you know where this place is? It's going to cause people to be killed." Xue Wu's charming eyes stared at Feng Feiyun with awe, but they couldn't hide the alluring charm.