Chapter 923: Give me an answer

Chapter 923:

The huge blood shadow, like a bloody picture scroll, enveloped the altar. Countless wronged souls attacked the altar, but were blocked by the power of protection. The collapsed blood cloud condensed again, and a soul general, as if he had lost his mind, and the crazy spell fell on the power of protection, but... There is the protection of the patriarchs of the dragon clan here. Even if this fierce ghost and soul will be doubled, it is impossible to cause substantial damage to this place.

If you look carefully... you can also find many extremely familiar figures.

For example, the doorkeeper of Zhanxianmen is a figure in a blood robe, holding a wide knife, and his eyes are scarlet-red.

What's more... For example, Ao Kui, Ao Guang and others, although they died in the border, their souls were taken away by reincarnation Taoists and refined them into puppets with the power of Taoism. It was dense and countless. The fierce ghosts like locusts could not drain the water around the altar... At first, those young, elderly and powerless clans were a little confused when they saw all this. When they saw that these fierce ghosts could not break the power of shelter, they were relieved.

Changsun Su Shi had a sad face and a light figure. When he was close to the four elders, he whispered, "Elder, if it drags on like this, it will be very unfavorable to us... I see that this shelter will be broken sooner or later."

The four elders are like a late old man. Although his face is pale and bloodless, as if the limit is approaching, after hearing this, the dark eyes suddenly appeared in the eyes of the four elders... Before it was his turn to rest, the four elders looked at the situation outside the array of shelter, and said in a hoarse voice, "It won't take seven days... This son must Break, Qing Ling told me what he thought when he was dying... We only need to delay it for seven days, seven days later... Even if Xia Feng and Wan'er have never come out of the inheritance, then... Gongque is enough to break away from the distant divine array!"

"At that time, the crisis of our clan will naturally be completely resolved, but... even if it is seven days...!" The four old men's eyes were desolate, their lips were red with blood, and their eyes were full of fatigue. For monks like the four elders, ten years and a day is just a blink of an eye. But today's seven days are extremely long for the four elders, no less than the entanglement of a lifetime, as if every second of time is like a year.

Su Shi, the eldest grandson, silently looked at the statue of the ancient Canglong on the altar. The place where the statue was connected was the place where the summer wind was.

"When will you come out..." Changsun Su Shi muttered to himself that there were still nine days left... Xia Feng, when will you appear? Changsun Su Shi's eyes flashed with tears. Time passed so quietly. There was no shocking change on the first day, only many fierce ghosts and soul generals, constantly attacking the asylum array.

On the second day, the blood cloud on the sky finally condensed again, and a blood shadow condensed again, which was a dry and thin old man!

This old man is the real face of the reincarnation Taoist. He looks quite scary, and his eyebrows have the mark of drinking blood. After the reincarnation Taoist woke up, he looked grim. This time he suffered a big loss! With 100,000 fairy mountains, the explosion of the power of space, what an impact, even the half emperor of the nine heavens, I'm afraid will die.

What's more, the other party has the intention to manipulate the inferior power... The reincarnation Taoist is glad that he has returned to the realm of the quasi-emperor, otherwise he would not die in the hands of the wind emperor, but almost be buried in the hands of the unknown young generation. That's really a secret! Finally, he survived by sacrificing millions of souls, but... The price paid by the reincarnation Taoist was that his body was completely destroyed, he reshaped one, and the realm was now very unstable, wandering in the quasi-emperor and the nine heavens!

This heavy hit really made me suffer a big loss.

Therefore, the reincarnation Taoist was not in a hurry to launch a real attack on the altar of the dragon clan. Once he was severely damaged, the consequences would be unimaginable. Anyway, Ao Tian was trapped in his own formation in seven days... He could never escape, which also made him quite at ease, so the reincarnation Taoist sat in the void and looked at The altar, cold eyes looking for the flaws here...

At the same time, in the Hall of Life and Death.

The summer wind did not enter the Dragon Pool...

For him, everything in Tianlongchi is not very good for him. At that time, he can let his split enter... The reason why he is still in the Hall of Life and Death now is to wait for an answer, which he has been waiting for three days.

The second split has entered the hall of life and death. Xia Feng sat cross-legged in the hall, and his eyes looked at the statue of the wind emperor for three days!

Just look at each other like this.

In the dark, it seems to be communicating something, the old man who guards the hall of life and death, everything is in his eyes.

On the third day, the old man finally said silently: "Since the emperor has no response to you, why are you so persistent?"

"What's the use of leaving here now?" When Xia Feng heard the words, he opened his mouth softly and still looked at the statue of the Wind Emperor and replied.

"If I leave... I can't get the answer. Even if I temporarily solve the siege of the dragon clan, what about me? If I still can't wait for the answer at the end of 30 days, I will naturally fulfill my promise to solve many things for the dragon clan, but... It's still in time, and I need an answer myself.

Xia Feng said.

Looking at the statue of the Wind Emperor... Xia Feng smiled at the corners of his mouth, and his memory had gradually begun to recover, fragmented.

The Hall of Life and Death was not originally called this name, but called the Wind Emperor Hall!

It was once the first hall dedicated to the Wind Emperor in the virtual fairyland.

Countless monks come here for pilgrimage every day.

Due to the change of the reincarnation of Taoists in the North Sea, after the space was damaged, the blood of the emperors moved the place of residence to the East Land, and the hall was moved into the place of his own inheritance by the first emperor of the dragon clan... But there was also the permission of the Wind Emperor. Later, there was a change of life and death. The third generation patriarch of the dragon clan simply called it life and death. Hall.

The first temple of the Wind Emperor is naturally well-known to the emperor's spirit.

The answer that Xia Feng has to wait for is very simple...

You Fengdi want my own body. I'll give it to you. You can even use this body to complete many things that you haven't done in those years, but... After you finish it, return the body to me. I don't want your strength.

You have your way, and I have my way.

In the eyes of others, the Wind Emperor is him, and he is the Wind Emperor. After the inheritance is completely awakened, perhaps even Xia Feng's 'self' felt that it was quite ridiculous to ask for an answer at the beginning!

But was the summer wind still himself at that time?

Is it still himself?

That's another person after the fusion of two personalities!

Just like after the integration of Gongque and Aotian... Aotian's personality has the upper hand. What about Gongque himself? It is equivalent to disappearing in the middle of the day...

It seems that he is alive, but he is actually dead...

"It's been five days. Give me an answer. If you want this body, I'll give it to you. When will you return it! If you want to reincarnate and set up a situation for eternal immortality, it is absolutely impossible!"

"Give me an answer. I already have a family and my own way. I'm not you, you're not me. In front of you, I may not have an ant, but the ant still dares to shake the world, not to mention me!"

The hoarse voice, mixed with strange fluctuations, poured into the statue.

Just when Xia Feng thought he still needed to wait.

In the hall... The huge statue of the Wind Emperor was shocked...

The power of vicissitudes slowly emerged.

A new awakening voice resounded in his ears: "Why are you so persistent?"

ps: Chapter 2, Chapter three tomorrow.