Upon hearing this, the Great Law Enforcement Elder's expression changed. He looked gloomily at the tribesman who was speaking and remained silent for a long time.
"I know there must be your friends in here. I'll give you three days. If you don't show up, I will refine them all." He threw down a cruel remark and looked at the ground again.
"Great Elder, the situation in the temple is urgent. We should not waste too much time here." Seeing that he didn't speak, the Great Witch tribe member urged anxiously again.
"I know my limits!" But at this moment, he suddenly interrupted the Great Witch who was speaking, and then looked at the ground quietly.
After a long time, there was still no movement. The Great Law Enforcement Elder finally stopped waiting and swung his sleeves. With one move, he gathered all the people in. He snorted coldly and left.
One breath, two breaths, half an incense stick, one incense stick! After a full incense stick, Feng Qingyang moved slightly. At that moment, he felt that his whole body was beaten to pieces.
He gritted his teeth and crawled out of the ground. He returned to the surface with a whoosh. A strong smell of blood overwhelmed him. He frowned and looked in the direction of the smell. He saw several heads falling at his feet.
On the edge of the skull, there were several lines of small characters carved. Every word was filled with murderous intent, making no secret of the Great Law Enforcement Elder's purpose: he wanted to kill him personally to comfort his two dead grandsons.
"Follow this direction, all the way north. If they don't show up after three days, kill them all!"
He sighed in his heart and thought to himself that this was a tricky situation. This was clearly a threat for him to go, but if he didn't go, he would surely die in the wind, thunder, rain and lightning. And if they died, Feng Qingyang would never be able to forgive himself in his life.
"Three days... Do I only have three days?" He muttered to himself, and with a flick of his fingers, several heads on the ground were burned to ashes. He sat cross-legged and healed his wounds again.
He had just recovered somewhat, but was seriously injured again under the crazy bombardment of the Law Enforcement Elder. He sat cross-legged on the ground with an extremely ugly look on his face.
The strong prey on the weak, and the strong are respected. If he was strong, he wouldn't be in such a miserable state.
Three days later, he will definitely go north, and the outcome of going north will be either life or death, which is a life-or-death situation. He has now made a desperate bet, that is, betting that he will not die!
He also has a trump card, a trump card that has never been exposed. In addition to the Judge's Pen, he plans to use his own life to gamble the blood of the sleeping Ying Gou.
The essence of Ying Gou's blood that was sleeping in his heart was originally dim, but after recovering over time, it became bright again, as if it had accumulated a lot of energy.
"Master, I'm going to take this gamble!" Feng Qingyang opened his eyes, and the wounds on his body were healing rapidly. This was all due to his powerful physical strength.
Moreover, although he had been seriously injured before, his muscles, bones and magic power were not damaged, so he recovered extremely quickly.
He meditated like this for half a day. He stood up with a bang. His clothes rustled in the strong wind and his long blood-red hair flew everywhere.
"No matter what, I won't let anything happen to you." Feng Qingyang's eyes flickered with determination and protection, even if he was torn to pieces, because "you are the only friends I have!"
As he took a step, he cast a wind spell, and a strong wind whistled. Suddenly, a green wing condensed behind him. He looked forward and flew away with a whistling sound.
Although the speed was not very fast, it was just what he wanted. Three days was more than enough to reach the so-called Great Witch Temple.
"What exactly is going on with what they said about the changes in the temple?" Feng Qingyang was extremely confused while speeding along. He could feel the summoning power, and that direction was exactly the north.
"It would be great if I had a treasure, then I could take advantage of the situation to fish in troubled waters..." He was consoling himself, not caring at all about the life-and-death crisis he was about to face.
I flew down the mountain, farther and farther away, but as I flew, I became more and more confused. I originally thought that I would fight my way through.
But now another half day had passed and it was already night, and he still didn't see any human beings. Apart from the people from the Great Wutian Clan, he didn't even see a single person from the Wuzhen Tribe.
"Did something really serious happen?" Feng Qingyang murmured to himself. Thinking of this, he suddenly had an idea. If this was the case, he was afraid that his senior brother would be in great danger.
However, he did not know that although the situation was full of crises at the moment, everyone was waiting for his arrival. The so-called changes in the Great Witch Temple were all caused by him.
If someone from the ten major sects had not betrayed Feng Lei Yu Dian, things would not have turned out like this. Feng Qingyang knew this very well. People's hearts are hidden, and how many people can act on impulse in the face of a life-and-death crisis
Thinking of this, he suddenly stopped. At this time, he had already traveled halfway along the road, and the summoning power that was originally vague became more and more obvious.
Feng Qingyang stood quietly in the void, feeling the cool moonlight. This world of pearls, after all, was just a world of magic weapons.
"It would be great if I could use the boundary beads!" Looking up at the sky, the moonlight was a little hazy, as if it was covered with a circle of white hair.
"Moon halo, a very bad situation. Are you also hinting that I shouldn't go?" Feng Qingyang smiled helplessly. The reason why he stopped was not because of his inner struggle, but because of attachment.
For some reason, he felt uneasy this time, a feeling he had never had before, but it was particularly obvious at this moment, as if he was really facing a situation where he was sure to die.
He looked up at the sky with longing. The moonlight stretched his shadow very long. He lowered his head and said, "If only you could understand my heart."
Maybe he was talking to the shadow, or maybe he was warning himself.
A calm heart suddenly started beating wildly at this moment, the calm blood was also churning, and the sleeping Ying Gou's blood essence also showed a slight tremor.
But Feng Qingyang didn't know all this. All he felt was the murderous intent hidden in the night, so cold and ruthless.
His clothes were fluttering and he looked particularly desolate and tragic as he stood under the moonlight. He knew that he would risk his life if he went forward, but he just couldn't control himself and his inner anger.
He hated it most when others used his loved ones to threaten him. It was like touching a dragon's reverse scale; anyone who touched it would die. He had even prepared himself for death.
"Even if I have to self-destruct, I will drag you down with me!" The scarlet in Feng Qingyang's eyes became more and more intense, and it felt like it was about to burst out of his body. He stared into the distance.
"Wait for me, I'll come right away! Even if this is a dead end!"
After saying that, he cast two more gust of wind spells, and the wings on his back became brighter. With a flap of his wings, a strong wind suddenly arose. With a touch of determination and a determination to die, he stepped forward resolutely.
"If I become powerful, I will change the way of heaven. All beings are equal, there is no concept of race. We can fight, but we cannot kill indiscriminately..."