122 Memories two years ago Is this Kunlun?

How do you feel? Brother Feng saw Wuchenfeng slowly falling from the sky, and Tianshuang asked hurriedly.

"Haha, it feels super good" Wuchenfeng felt the power of his whole body and laughed.

"Brother Feng, what is the skill rewarded by God?" Haichen asked.

"You mean that talent skill?" Wu Chenfeng said with a smile.

"Well, yes" Haichen nodded.

"Do you all want to know?" Wu Chenfeng asked again.

Everyone nodded.

The reward of Tiandao is unavoidable. How difficult it is for Heaven to recognize you, but Wu Chenfeng has done it and has been given gifted skills.

"Okay, I'll show you"

Wu Chenfeng walked to the front of a small grass.

With a slight inhalation, the power of time in the divine consciousness suddenly gushed out and directly affected the grass.

In an instant, the grass grew rapidly around the silver light, then blossomed and then withered.

"It's really, amazing" The sound of the hammer seemed stammering.

"It turned out to be the power of time, the most precious power of time in the aura of heaven and earth" Haichen was completely dull.

"Unfortunately, I have only mastered a little time acceleration with more power of time, but I don't understand the regression of time in other aspects of time power." Wu Chenfeng looked regretful.

Hearing Wu Chenfeng's words, everyone's faces suddenly showed extreme contempt.

The power of time, the highest level of the power of time, Wuchenfeng already has the power of space. On the day when the power of time and the power of space are great, time and space, and travel through history are only in one thought, but Wuchenfeng is not satisfied, and naturally he is despised by everyone.

"Alas, I really hope that my next disaster will also have a nine-fold disaster, and then a relative from heaven will come to save me, and I can also get the reward of heaven," Tianshuang sighed.

"Forget, if you come to the nine-fold heavenly disaster, there will definitely be no scum left. By the way, Brother Feng, do you know who the big hand is when the fourth heavenly disaster and the purple disaster cloud turns into a golden cloud?" Haichen asked.

Wu Chenfeng shook his head, "I don't know, but I think it should have something to do with Wei Feng and the mother and daughter of the earth. I really can't imagine anyone else except them who has such strong strength."

Wu Chenfeng touched the mysterious pattern on his forehead and said thoughtfully.

Indeed, Wei Feng and Wa, the mother and daughter of the earth, are the founders of the fairyland. They definitely have this strength to fan the nine heavens with a slap. How strong the strength it takes, at least Wuchenfeng can't imagine it now.

"Ha, well, the matter is over, don't think about it. We can go to the legendary Kunlun now," Wuchenfeng smiled.

"Haha, yes, let's go to Kunlun Wonderland" everyone echoed.

"sw" "sw" "sw"

Everyone turned into streamers and flew towards the distance.

From a high place, the mountains rise from the ground, and the mountains are covered with rich green. The peaks are overlapping and the green. What Wuchenfeng and others can completely see in mid-air is a very ordinary continent.

However, as everyone leaped in the sky, Wuchenfeng's face became more and more solemn, and finally turned into a look of horror.

Kunlun, is this really Kunlun?

It is said that Kunlun disappeared overnight in 10 million years, but is this continent with extremely thin aura of heaven and earth really Kunlun?

Moreover, what shocked Wu Chenfeng more was that he was extremely familiar with him.

However, when he saw a mountain, Wu Chenfeng was completely stunned.

How can it be? How come?

Wuchenfeng flew down quickly and stood in front of a cliff, touching the word of the cliff, which was "broken soul cliff".

Seven years ago, Wuchenfeng was forced to jump to the bottom of the broken soul cliff by Wu Chencang and other family members. Fortunately, he was rescued by the master Xianyun.

Although seven years have passed, Wuchenfeng is still extremely familiar with everything here.

With sadness in Wuchenfeng's eyes, he silently stroked a few big words on the cliff. He thought of his master Xianyun and the cute kitten Xiaobai who helped him avenge.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Xiaohui looked at Wuchenfeng's lost face, jumped on Wuchenfeng's shoulder, and constantly comforted Wuchenfeng with his wings.

"Xiaohui, it's okay, thank you." Wu Chenfeng smiled slightly, and the true air in his body suddenly evaporated the tears in his eyes.

Looking at the concerned eyes of Hai Chen and the four, Wu Chenfeng smiled and said, "It's okay. I just remembered some past events, and I want to tell you something."

Wu Chenfeng paused, "We have now found this place called Kunlun, which is my hometown, and as far as I know, except for one practitioners, all other people here are mortals. Even that practitioners should not exceed the Yuanying period."

Since he began to practice, Wu Chenfeng knew that the old man who killed him that night was a true practice.

"What?" Everyone was shocked.

Kunlun is an ancient holy place for cultivation. It turned out to be Wuchenfeng's hometown, and there is only one cultivation person who has not been cultivated in the Yuanying period.

Is this still the holy place of cultivation that can compete with the heavenly world?

What about those ancient powers? Where on earth did it go?

"Since you are here, let's solve some unsolved things. After all, this is my hometown, and it is also the ancient holy land of Kunlun. Let me guard it."

Wu Chenfeng now has a sense of crisis. He knows that Yan Yuanhou and Wu Gang, the black butcher Wu Ying, will never give up. Sooner or later, they will still find this Kunlun.

And there must be some secrets in Kunlun that make them so crazy.

Therefore, Wuchenfeng must strengthen the power here to guard the holy land of human cultivation tens of millions of years ago.

Wucheng.

Five strangely dressed people and a little gray bird walk on the bustling street. This is completely a world of mortals. Those people, either good or evil, can't escape the fate of six reincarnations.

"Brother Feng, if we didn't come from the map, I can't believe that this is Kunlun." Haichen looked at the passers-by next to him who were bargaining.

"The world is so impermanent. Not to mention you, even I can't believe it. I have lived here for 15 years, and this is actually Kunlun Wonderland, the holy place that practitioners yearn for." Wuchenfeng cried and laughed.

"Well, when it arrived," suddenly, Wuchenfeng stopped at a gate.

"Wuchen Mansion"

The memory of seven years unconsciously surged into my heart.

"If I don't die, there will be no martial arts in the world within ten years"

"I, Killer, Wuchenfeng"

In one scene, perhaps Wuchenfeng still had hatred for the Wuchen family in front of the three-life stone, but at the moment of liberation before the stone again and again, Wuchenfeng was relieved. If it hadn't been for the unknown continent that Kunlun visited this time, Wuchenfeng might never have set foot here.