Long Chen's legs were swinging like two wheels, and the thunder wings and flame wings behind him were spread out. Long Chen's speed had reached the extreme, and even the space in front of him was distorted by his impact.
But even so, Long Chen still felt that the speed was slow, and he knew that this sure hit was a failure.
If the power is out of control, it will be released indiscriminately without distinguishing between friend and foe. He feels a little regretful now. If Dragon Bone Evil Moon had not fallen into a deep sleep, maybe this would not have happened.
But there are not so many possibilities in this world, so Long Chen ran for his life and tried his best to stay away from the altar.
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"It's strange. How long has it been? Brother Long Chen hasn't shown up yet. It couldn't be..."
At the core of the Wind Domain battlefield, there is a high mountain with thousands of walls rising straight into the sky. On the top of the mountain, there is a natural high platform.
On the high platform, more than a dozen figures were sitting cross-legged. They were both men and women, with their hands in hand seals and their expressions solemn, but without a trace of life fluctuations.
The leader was a man with a handsome face and extraordinary prowess. Although he had been dead for countless years, when people saw him, they would be overwhelmed by his magnanimity and couldn't help but kneel down to worship him.
The divine radiance flowing through this man's body has lasted through eternity and is immortal. It is the unique aura of the God of Wind. He is none other than the disciple of the God of Wind - Feng Wuji.
It was he who used his own life and that of all his companions to initiate the Eight Gates Curse, which sealed the endless silver-winged demons in the battlefield of the wind domain and became the living dead. They could never leave this place or cause harm to the world.
After Tang Wan'er and others entered the core area, they began a large-scale search, but they found that the silver-winged demons they encountered here were not as many as they thought, let alone as strong as they thought.
The strongest silver-winged demon they encountered was just the Nine Meridians Emperor. A small team could easily deal with it without encountering any so-called danger.
After they entered the core area, in order to wait for Long Chen, they did not move forward in a hurry, but searched for treasures in a large area.
The scope of everyone's search was huge, and almost everyone had a great chance. Someone got a bone book, which recorded ancient secrets.
Someone obtained the magic weapon. Although the magic weapon has decayed, the spirit of the weapon is still alive. It has survived to this day by absorbing the essence and blood of the silver-winged demon.
If you can find a suitable weapon for it, it will be reborn. The most important thing is that the weapon spirit has memory and can fully describe what happened that year.
Someone has obtained the elixirs from the Age of Chaos, but they don't know these elixirs, so they don't dare to take them randomly. They will eventually be handed over to the Wind God Hai Pavilion.
They didn't know how much demon essence, blood and crystal cores they had collected. It could be said that they were the ones who had gained the most abundant harvest since the opening of the Wind Territory battlefield.
But their ultimate goal is Feng Wuji and others. They want to worship. This is an extremely sacred and solemn ceremony, and Long Chen is naturally indispensable.
However, when they entered the core place, they slowed down and waited for Long Chen. Now that they had arrived at the land of Shinto, Long Chen still did not appear, and everyone couldn't help but murmur in their hearts.
"Don't talk nonsense. Brother Long Chen has incredible skills. What kind of monster can hold him back? If you ask me, he must have discovered some incredible opportunity, so he wasted his time." A godly servant said.
Everyone was right. These monsters couldn't even threaten them. Could they threaten Long Chen's safety?
"Sister Wan'er..."
Xiaoyue and others couldn't help but look at Tang Wan'er, wondering whether they should continue to wait for Long Chen or pay homage first.
"Forget it, let's not wait for this guy for a while. He is not originally from our Fengshen lineage. We can just worship him ourselves.
Everyone, please remember to form the Wind God Seal, perform the Wind God Art, have longing in your heart, be serious, and do not blaspheme your predecessors." Tang Wan'er said with a serious face.
These people are the heroes of Feng Shen Hai Pavilion, and even more so the heroes of the entire human race. Without their desperate protection, I don’t know what Nine Heavens and Ten Earths would be like.
Tang Wan'er laid out all the sacrifices, and the Hidden Dragon warriors formed a seal with their hands and knelt down slowly, with solemn expressions in their eyes.
After making all preparations, Tang Wan'er took out the sacrificial inscriptions. This sacrificial inscription is carried by every generation of disciples who enter the Wind Territory battlefield. However, this is the first time in so many years that someone has brought the sacrificial inscription here.
This sacrificial inscription is a special item that has been enshrined in the Wind God Sea Pavilion for countless years. It contains the gratitude of all the powerful people of the Wind God lineage.
Tang Wan'er recited devoutly: "I am grateful for the great kindness of my ancestors and will never forget it through the ages. I will always remember the ambition of my ancestors to reach the clouds..."
"Rumble..."
When Tang Wan'er recited the memorial poem, suddenly the color of the sky and the earth changed, the earth trembled, and the atmosphere of the entire wind field battlefield changed.
"It's the ancestors who have appeared. They heard our voices..." someone shouted excitedly, tears streaming down his face.
Tang Wan'er was also a little excited and recited the memorial text. She felt a trace of Feng Wuji's soul fluctuation, and it seemed that he really heard it.
Tang Wan'er's voice trembled as she continued to recite loudly: "The great kindness of our ancestors is like the rising sun..."
"Rumble..."
However, as Tang Wan'er recited, the heaven and earth kept shaking, becoming more and more violent, and some people even lost their balance.
"Buzz"
Suddenly, the motionless Feng Wuji opened his eyes, and the other strong men also slowly opened their eyes.
At this moment, Tang Wan'er and others almost screamed out in surprise. The heroic spirits of these seniors were actually awakened by them.
Although Feng Wuji and others opened their eyes, their eyes were extremely empty and had no focus, and they seemed to be unable to see them at all.
Tang Wan'er hurriedly continued to recite the sacrificial inscriptions. As Tang Wan'er recited the sacrificial inscriptions, the trembling between heaven and earth became more and more intense, and the whole world was shaking.
Feng Wuji's eyes gradually became focused, and he saw everyone. However, when he saw Tang Wan'er, a look of shock first appeared on his face, and then a smile appeared on his face.
"No need to read it, we are back."
Feng Wuji spoke, his voice was rich and gentle, just like the brother next door. Hearing his voice seemed to dispel all the fear and uneasiness in people's hearts.
"senior……"
Tang Wan'er was so excited that she knelt down with everyone, but just as she made a move, Feng Wuji slowly waved his hand, and a soft force stopped her from kneeling down.
"It's great that you can show up." Feng Wuji looked at Tang Wan'er with a touch of sigh and a touch of relief on his face.
Tang Wan'er didn't know how to answer for a moment. Feng Wuji looked at her as if he had known her for a long time.
"Rumble..."
At this moment, a loud noise shook the sky, and the violent force directly lifted Tang Wan'er and others from the ground into the air.
"this……"
Tang Wan'er and others were shocked. Feng Wuji and others had obviously woken up, so why were the world still shaking.
"Do you have another partner?" Feng Wuji looked back.
"Yes, there is another one."
When Tang Wan'er heard this, her heart beat wildly, and she immediately thought of Long Chen.
"Walk"
Feng Wuji waved his hand and everyone disappeared on the spot.