Take your son to get married

Chapter 448
However, at this moment and at that moment, the black energy in Feng Shukuang's hands was not afraid of the power of the blood waterfall at all, and he ignored the boiling and twisting of the blood waterfall, and directly shrank severely.

Accompanied by its shrinkage, the huge blood waterfall seemed to be evaporated by the black air, and the huge body continued to shrink. In the place surrounded by the black air, you can even see their power being rapidly melted by the black air. Then it turns into water vapor and disappears into the air.

Thousands of high mountains, black python blood dragon, splashed boundless horror between the sky and the earth.

Several souls in the blood waterfall stood beside the blood waterfall at this moment, looking at the situation in front of them, they couldn't help being stunned.

This is made by people?
This human power can defy the sky as before?

This, this, this is not their dazzled, right?
The few souls below were amazed. Feng Shukuang flapped his wings and flew in mid-air on the top of the mountain. While crushing the blood waterfall, he closed his eyes, and his mind was quickly filtering every inch of crushed and evaporated blood. The soul of the waterfall.

If Mo Qianchen jumped the blood waterfall, no matter what, he would definitely leave some clues. Even if he was swallowed by the blood waterfall, there would still be some soul fragments in it. He searched every inch of the blood waterfall bit by bit. , he did not believe that he could not find it.

The black air surged, like a dragon appearing.

"Squeak..." The sound of squeaky water being evaporated by high temperature resounded continuously on Luoshen Peak. From a distance, it sounded like the sound of water being boiled. The blood waterfall tightly entwined by the black air is constantly evaporating and boiling, and with their boiling and twisting, the blood waterfall is constantly shrinking.

The Blood Waterfall has existed for an unknown number of years. Under the force of Feng Shukuang, the leader of the mystery of the greatest forbidden land of the human race, it is constantly shrinking and being melted.

At that time, he seemed to be able to destroy everything with such high spirits, but now he was tightly strangled, and he had no strength to resist at all.

It's not that the Blood Waterfall can't, it's that there are mountains as high as mountains. In this world, there is no strongest, only stronger.

Feng Shukuang's mother clan is an astonishing group, even the Beast Emperor has to bow his knees. This time Feng Shukuang was almost beaten back to his original form and fled back. Feng Shukuang's mother wanted to teach Feng Shukuang the best tricks. How could the wind and madness who came prepared be afraid of this mere blood waterfall.

The frenzied wind blows through the frantic black hair, the tentacles of the hell of a good thing.

No, no, no trace of Mo Qianchen, no feeling that Mo Qianchen had ever existed. ,
No, not at all.

Feng Shukuang closed his eyes, and his mind swept all the places up, down, left, and right of the Blood Waterfall. No, there was no trace of Mo Qianchen being here.

Okay, okay, as long as there is no trace of Mo Qianchen here, it means that Mo Qianchen didn't jump here at all, and Qianchen is still alive, that's good.

The faint anxiety in Feng Shukuang's heart dissipated. It would be best if he didn't find anyone here. He didn't want Mo Qianchen to become a ray of soul here when he came back, but...

"Dare to lie to me." Shua opened his eyes, thick iron blood and anger flashed in Feng Shukuang's dark eyes, damn Xuan Tianhao, dared to lie to him.

Angry flames shot out from his eyes, and the murderous aura on Feng Shukuang's body suddenly became stronger: "You dare to lie to me, good job."

(End of this chapter)