A mysterious black shadow appeared out of thin air, surrounded by layers of gray-black mist.
At the same time, after the entrance to the Xuanwu Secret Realm completely disappeared, a group of black-armored men and horses quickly appeared in the center of the Great Wilderness. They rode black war horses and quickly surrounded the area.
The leading black-armored warrior got off his horse and knelt down on one knee facing the mysterious black shadow.
"My lord, everything has been arranged. We are just waiting for the fish to take the bait."
A black shadow flashed and appeared in front of the man. It stared at him condescendingly.
"Okay, this plan must be flawless. Not only must the things that belong to me be brought back, but there must also be no damage at all. As for that boy Feng Mian, I can only blame him for his bad fate."
He turned around and quickly disappeared into a black mist.
The black cavalry team immediately dispersed in all directions, leaving no breath at all, as if nothing happened.
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Defended by fragments of black tortoise shells, Lai Feng's team entered the mysterious realm of Xuanwu after a burst of impact.
Feng Mian tried his best to protect Chen Xiaohu, so they did not disperse. Unfortunately, Min Tailong and others, and even Feng Yizhou did not know where they were scattered.
They come, the security.
Feng Mian looked around and saw that this was a vast forest. The trees were all green and seemed to be full of life. But the strange thing was that there was no sound anywhere, and it was unusually quiet.
Under a towering tree, Feng Mian laid Chen Xiaohu down.
"Xiaohu, wake up! Wake up! Are you okay?"
He stretched out his hand to test Xiaohu's forehead, and Feng Mian's expression suddenly changed drastically.
The feeling in the hand was cold, even bone-piercing. The little spiritual power in Xiaohu's body was rapidly draining away. But it didn't break out, but seemed to be swallowed up by something.
"Could it be that what that guy Chu Yang said was not false? In addition to isolating the impact of spiritual power, the spirit-breaking chain will also swallow the host's own breath? Including the breath of life? It must be suppressed as soon as possible, otherwise..."
As the technique was running, Feng Mian quickly enveloped Chen Xiaohu's body with golden light, and powerful and pure spiritual power roamed his body. However, the intruding spiritual power did not seem to have much effect, and his body was still shaking violently.
"Cang Lingmai, come out and help! If you can't protect his heart this time, you won't be able to stay in the Divine Pillar Space."
Cang Lingmai immediately appeared, giving Feng Mian a blank look. He formed a seal with his hands, and the aura around him gradually rose.
This is a forest land, so it is also beneficial to the blue spirit vein. A blue light enveloped Chen Xiaohu, temporarily stopping him from trembling. His breath gradually stabilized, and he was finally under control.
"To tell you the truth, the soul-breaking chain goes against the way of cultivation, so it is extremely overbearing. If you want to use it and completely control it, you must find a very powerful method that is suitable for his cultivation."
Cang Lingmai looked at Chen Xiaohu and changed the topic: "But there is also good news. His spiritual veins and the breath of his whole body have become very pure due to refining, and he can practice the technique very quickly.
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Just as he was talking, there was a sudden movement on the right side. The Cang Ling Vein quickly disappeared and he ignored it.
Feng Mian looked to the right side warily. The breath was getting closer and closer, and the feeling was getting stronger.
Standing up, golden light energy surged in his right hand, ready to take action at any time.
The next moment, a huge sword energy struck, Feng Mian frowned and instinctively dodged away.
Clang! Bang!
The giant sword sank into the ground in front of Feng Mian, causing a wave of air waves. A familiar sound
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The figure approaches.
Seeing the person coming, Feng Mian's lips gradually turned up into a smile: "I thought he was an enemy!"
Stepping forward quickly, the two of them stretched out their hands at the same time and held each other tightly.
"Why are you here? Why didn't you join us before?"
Xu Qingyu picked up the giant sword, flicked his left hand, and threw down the corpse of a vicious beast.
"Well, it's not because this beast has been pestering me and insisting on killing it with the sword. After dealing with it, I broke in from another entrance and still had some thunder burns on my body."
With that said, Xu Qingyu threw out a scroll.
"Take it and study it. I found it in this guy's stomach. I don't know what grade it is."
Feng Mian took the scroll doubtfully, raised his hand, and a seal was dissipated. The scroll was opened. The more he looked at it, the brighter the smile on his face. It really took no effort at all.
"The Seven Emperors Technique was a technique created by a strong man. It was a technique that was summed up after killing seven emperors. Although it is somewhat incomplete and the scroll seems to have been damaged, it generally has no impact."
Looking carefully again, Feng Mian smiled and said: "If we talk about grade, it should be close to heaven level!"
Crouching down, Feng Mian woke up the weak Chen Xiaohu: "Xiaohu, Xiaohu, wake up. This is a God-given opportunity. As long as you practice the Seven Emperors Art in Mahayana, you will naturally be able to suppress the devouring power of the soul-breaking chain.
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So in the following time, the two powerful men of Laifeng Academy actually willingly became the guardians.
Under the big tree that blocks out the sky and sun, Feng Mian and Xu Qingyu stood quietly, one on the left and one on the right, guarding Chen Xiaohu as he practiced the Seven Emperors Technique with peace of mind. The skills and experience of the seven emperors were fully integrated into it, making it unpredictable.
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Fortunately, Chen Xiaohu had long been reborn, and his cultivation speed had also increased a hundred times a thousand times. So after two hours, a puff of smoke rose from his body, and then the temperature gradually rose.
At a certain moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, and a brilliant light flashed through him.
He casually picked up a branch on the ground, turned around, and unfolded a set of twelve moves of the Mad Knife with flowing water. The sword energy stirred, and the aura of the surrounding space was condensed by him, and then released in an instant.
Standing still, Chen Xiaohu exhaled a long breath and calmed down the breath on his body.
He walked forward slowly and held his hands towards Feng Mian and Xu Qingyu.
"Brother Feng Mian, and this eldest brother, thank you very much! Now I feel very good in my body, and I can finally no longer be a burden to you. Moreover, these twelve styles of the Crazy Sword seem to fit me very well."
Scratching his head, Chen Xiaohu said hesitantly: "But I can't activate the spirit-breaking chain yet. I'm afraid it will take some time."
Nodding, Feng Mian said seriously: "It's already pretty good. Haste makes waste, so take your time."
Feng Mian didn't ask much about the Seven Emperors Technique. Although he asked Chen Xiaohu to practice it out of desperation, since there was no rejection, at least it would be fine for the time being.
What he didn't notice was that on Chen Xiaohu's palm hidden behind his back, traces of blood began to slowly spread.
"Brother Feng Mian, are we going to start looking for spirit flames next?"
Just as he was talking, a voice came from the left side of the big tree.
"Do you think the value of this spiritual flame is really that great? Even if we don't use it, can we sell some gold coins after we go out and make a profit? I didn't expect that there are so many spiritual flames here!"
Hearing this, Feng Mian and Xu Qingyu looked at each other: "Isn't this just delivered?"
Dodge, hide, control your own breath first
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The next moment, Feng Mian flashed in front of the group of people at an unstoppable speed.
He instinctively retreated and looked at Feng Mian and Xu Qingyu warily.
"Who are you? What do you want to do?"
Feng Mian smiled faintly: "Don't be nervous, everyone. I just heard you talking about spirit inflammation. I wonder if you can give me the spirit inflammation in your hands? I will exchange it for what you need? How about gold coins?"
The leading man looked at Feng Mian and Xu Qingyu up and down, and said disdainfully: "What can't be found in this secret realm? Why do I need your gold coins? If I want spiritual flames, I can find them myself!"
After saying these words, several people wanted to leave.
But one of them suddenly stopped when he saw the corpse of the monster beside him, his eyes fixed on it.
"Actually, it's not non-negotiable. We can't give you the spirit flames, but as long as you give us the corpse of the monster, we can tell you where to find the spirit flames. How about this deal?"
"Okay, it's settled."
Xu Qingyu threw it away and gave the monster corpse to them.
Several people looked at each other and flashed an inexplicable smile.
"Come on, the place where we found the spirit flame is right in front. Let's go there by ourselves."
He took a step forward and was about to leave, but was stopped by Chen Xiaohu.
"Wait, you just left like this? In front? Where is the front? Let's make it clear!"
The leading man glanced at Chen Xiaohu and smiled coldly: "I said the front is the front, don't you know how to find it yourself? How accurate do you want me to be? It's really troublesome."
"A few ignorant people still want spiritual flames? I'm afraid they will be dead before they even get there."
Without stopping, the group wanted to leave quickly.
Feng Mian and Xu Qingyu frowned, and were about to have an attack. But at this moment, a tyrannical aura suddenly rose from Chen Xiaohu's body, and his right hand turned into a hand knife, staring coldly at the backs of several people.
"You guys stop here! Either put the body of the monster down for me, or tell me the specific location of the spirit flame, otherwise, I will keep you alive!" The aura on his body gradually turned light red and became violent.
A flash of red light flashed in his eyes, and the afterimage flashed in front of several people.
"Hey, Xiao Maotou still wants to block our way? I just don't want to tell you what's wrong? I just want to trick you, so what? What can you do to me?"
Chen Xiaohu faced them, with the Seven Emperors Art skills in his body running rapidly.
"You don't have basic integrity as a human being. What are you doing here? Kill!"
He raised his right hand and waved sharply. A red light flashed like a blade, and the man in front of him was killed instantly. His eyes widened, and he didn't have time to react.
Turning his head, Chen Xiaohu stared at the others coldly: "And you guys, don't you want to talk about it?"
Feng Mian frowned and stared at Chen Xiaohu. At this moment, the latter's aura clearly did not belong to him, but more like another person. Just when Xiaohu raised his knife again and wanted to kill the others, Feng Mian
He stopped.
The few men in front of them were so scared that they couldn't understand. Their cultivation was very weak, but they just wanted to get some good things here. They immediately knelt down: "I said, let's say. The spiritual flame is in the center of this forest, that
Under a thousand-year-old tree.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Xiaohu gathered energy in his right hand and turned it into a blade, killing several people in an instant.
The next second, Feng Mian slapped him on the neck, causing Chen Xiaohu to fall into coma.
"It seems that this Seven Emperors Jue technique has some evil nature. I gave it to him rashly, I couldn't control it, I was impulsive..."