The battle ended.
Half of the dragon world was destroyed, and the Imperial Palace Mountain Range collapsed and turned into rubble.
On the devastated battlefield, raging was everywhere.
Countless dragon disciples, buried in the ruins, settled in the memories of this epic battle.
When Qin Feng woke up and saw all this, he still couldn't believe it.
He seemed to have lost his soul, standing in a daze for a long time...
But the familiar person is no longer around.
I don't know when, two rows of teardrops quietly rolled down.
The man does not flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the point of sadness.
In this battle, San Ye left, Xue Ji also left, and the destruction of half of the dragon clan pierced Qin Feng's heart with a stab, teach him how to avoid pain
Especially when Xue Ji sacrificed for love, it hit Qin Feng too much.
Although San Ye flew away, San Ye said that this was a catastrophe he had hit.
Catastrophe is unavoidable, this is the fate of the third master.
But how about Xueji
She obviously didn't need to sacrifice herself, but in order to protect Qin Feng, she resolutely sacrificed her life.
Moths fight the fire, do not hesitate!
In the past, this life, the two life and death, this kind of heart-wrenching pain, who can understand
"Silly Nizi, why are you so stupid?"
Qin Feng walked to the corner of the ruins and picked up something from the ground.
It was Xue Ji's hairpin, after receiving a strong impact, now only a small part is left.
Qin Feng was holding a half-length hairpin, seeing things and thinking about people, and there were bursts of colic in his heart.
Emperor Changsheng and others stood quietly in the distance without disturbing him.
At this time, Qin Feng needed private space, and anyone to comfort him would have no effect at all.
Only time can heal the wound in his heart.
However, Qin Feng was stronger than everyone thought.
He carefully put away the hairpin, wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes, and his eyes became firm and cold.
"His Royal Highness, are you okay?"
Nanban was a little worried.
"Don't go over, let him wake up."
Yan Lie whispered.
"This kid has gone through so much and won't fall so easily. Give him time."
Emperor Changsheng murmured.
Indeed, Qin Feng has gone through too many hardships.
The experience in the previous life has made him very strong.
However, it took him ten thousand years to slowly heal the wound and forged a heart of steel.
The torment of the Demon Sea can be considered a blessing in disguise.
Otherwise, Qin Feng must not be able to survive today.
The most respected master, the most beloved woman, has left one after another. Who can bear this kind of blow
"I'm fine, don't worry."
Suddenly, Qin Feng glanced at everyone lightly.
However, although his eyes were cold, he seemed to be at a loss.
His biggest goal in this life is to kill Jai Xu and avenge his bloody revenge.
Now that this battle is over, a huge goal has been accomplished, but it has left him empty.
Where should he go next
What kind of goals should be established
He didn't know, really didn't know.
"The dragon clan is ruined, and a hundred waste is waiting to be revived. I want to ask everyone to help me rebuild my home."
After a long silence, Qin Feng slowly said.
He must find something to do to distract his energy and not think about the sad things.
"I will do my best to help you."
Emperor Changsheng nodded.
"Well, let's start now, first clean up the battlefield to see if anyone else is alive."
Qin Feng nodded lightly. He didn't want to let himself be idle, so he immediately devoted himself to work.
Seeing Qin Feng's back slowly away, everyone sighed, all worried.
But no one disturbed Qin Feng, only time was left to appease him.
For the next month, everyone was busy cleaning the battlefield and treating the wounded.
Qin Feng plunged into work, sleepless and distressed.
A certain day.
"After cleaning the last area, I should rest for a few days."
Qin Feng finally felt tired.
More precisely, it is a kind of mental fatigue.
After a month of cleaning, the entire Imperial Palace Mountain Range has recovered somewhat.
Of course, those ruined palaces and buildings, including Shenglong Road, can no longer be restored.
With heavy steps, Qin Feng came to the last place of ruins.
The ruins are a bit unusual, and they are kept intact.
"Wuji Hole? Is this the place where Jairu practiced?"
Qin Feng was startled slightly.
He swept his sleeves, and the gravel covering the Promise Hole was suddenly lifted out.
A hidden ancient cave appeared in front of Qin Feng.
The Wuji Cave is a treasure of geomantic omen, and only the dragon emperors of the past are qualified to practice in the Wuji Cave.
The Promise Hole is protected by a powerful magic circle, even if it undergoes a devastating impact, it still remains relatively intact.
With a bit of curiosity, Qin Feng stepped into the Promise Cave.
The ancient cave is deep and extremely dark.
Qin Feng blew out a stream of light, illuminating the ancient cave.
At the moment when the darkness was dissipated, Qin Feng was taken aback, and the picture in the cave shocked him.
At the end of the ancient cave, a corpse was nailed to death on the rock wall.
The corpse was completely weathered and completely unrecognizable.
But Qin Feng recognized this person at a glance, because the mummy's chest had a special pattern that he would never forget.
"Father... Emperor Father?"
Qin Fengru was struck by lightning, and his whole body was numb.
The identity of this dry corpse was Qin Feng's father, the first emperor of the Dragon Clan.
He really couldn't imagine that the first emperor died tragically in this Promise Cave.
The hands and feet of the mummy were all tied up by special chains, and eighty-one soul-locking nails were put on the body. What a cruel method
"Jiasu, this is your real father! Why are you so cruel?"
Qin Feng gritted his teeth.
He hurriedly came to the end of the ancient cave, cut off the iron chain, and pulled out the eighty-one soul-locking nails.
The first emperor is dead and can no longer suffer this kind of crime.
However, at the moment when the soul lock nail was pulled out, a ray of remnant soul wave suddenly appeared in the air.
An old and decadent figure appeared in front of Qin Feng's eyes.
"Father? How is this possible?"
Qin Feng's eyes widened.
"My son Chi kisses, my father is ashamed of you..."
The remnant soul suddenly spoke.
boom!
Qin Feng's mind exploded. It turned out that this was not an illusion, everything was real.
The first emperor didn't die, leaving behind a trace of remnant soul.
If Emperor Xian is still alive, then he must know a lot about the secrets of Jairu.
The first emperor was mutilated by Jairus, and he was suppressed here with a soul-locking nail. There must be some secret, for fear of being revealed by the first emperor.
The first emperor didn't know what kind of mastery secret technique he had practiced, and he would not die for thousands of years.
Even with the means of Jai Xuan, it failed to kill the first emperor.
Although Jai Xuan's light brain was teleported away, if the first emperor was able to resurrect and crack the secret in Jai Xuan light brain, there would be clues.
"Father, your remnant soul is weak, I will renew your life immediately."
Qin Feng hurriedly urged the Heavenly Talisman.
"Father's time is running out, my son doesn't have to waste energy, my father took a sigh of relief, just to see you..."
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