Futian swordsman

Chapter 228 Want to live?

As for what Lin Langfeng saw and why it was so painful, Chen Wuzhen didn't need to understand it, it was enough to deduce that it must be that Lin Langfeng and Lin Shiqin had an extremely close blood relationship, and he also witnessed the painful death of Lin Shiqin and everyone in the Lin family. The falling process, otherwise, would never be so heartbroken, crazy and crazy.

In this world, what are the things that can make people so painful that they go crazy?
"Om-"

When the breath of fate was re-established and Lin Langfeng's fate was gathered, the fate that originally belonged to Lin Langfeng was shattered. Chen Wuzhen seemed to see through the breath of fate, the voice and smile that belonged to Fang Lingxi contained in it.

She seemed to be smiling gently towards Chen Wuzhen through the air of fate.

It seemed that Chen Wu could really calm down and overcome the demon of killing in his heart, and he was quite relieved.

However, when such a scene was presented, Chen Wuzhen's eyes showed two extremely terrifying Fuzijue killing sword intents.

"call out--"

The killing sword intent gathered, and suddenly rushed towards the void.

"Pfft-"

The void suddenly shook, and then, an extremely terrifying air blast exploded directly.

Among them, Fang Lingxi's voice and smile were also completely frozen at this moment, turning into a cloud of gray-white air currents and completely dissipating.

"You still want to confuse my heart? My heart has sunk into a dark hell, and there is no light anymore. All the disturbances and temptations are nothing but compromises of certain aspects of fate."

"But, do you know the compromise now? It's too late."

Chen Wu murmured sincerely.

His eyes, however, became more ferocious and sad when he used Futian's sword intent to kill Fang Lingxi's voice and smile, which was gathered by the air of fate.

"Chichi-"

Lin Langfeng's situation has obviously improved.

After he gathered the aura of fate again, he not only became stronger, but also became young and handsome.

It seems to be really reborn, with an extremely powerful spiritual breath.

This seemed to be a peerless man who was truly born, a peerless arrogance.

However, Lin Langfeng knelt down directly towards Chen Wuzhen.

"Mr. Chen, Shiqin can meet you. Perhaps her departure is not only painless, but also very happy."

Lin Langfeng's eyes were cold, but also full of awe and respect.

"Get up. You already have a different destiny, so live well."

Chen Wuzhen patted Lin Langfeng on the shoulder, and then he turned around.

There were no more tears in his eyes—his tears, even blood, had already been shed before.

Facing the invisible shackles of fate, his road ahead will definitely be very difficult.

But, he didn't care anymore—for a living dead, what's the difference between difficult and not difficult?

Lin Langfeng knelt and didn't get up, but his eyes became more determined after all.

Not only will he survive, but he will also work hard to become stronger to fight against the destructive future disasters he has seen.

"lead the way."

Chen Wuzhen looked at Chu Yangxue.

Chu Yangxue's tender body trembled, and immediately bowed and bowed, before hesitating, she released the Lingyue flying boat.

Chen Wuzhen did not object, but directly stepped into the Lingyue flying boat.

Chu Yangxue breathed a sigh of relief, and then drove the Lingyue flying boat, and immediately flew towards the void.

This time, it was to go to the entrance area of ​​Tiankun Continent, to find her aunt, and to find traces of the Jiang family.

Chen Wuzhen left for a long time before Lin Langfeng, who was kneeling, stood up.

However, when he stood up, the patches of blood on the ground suddenly gathered together.

The blood condensed and turned into a blood man.

After the blood man was completely condensed, it formed the figure of Huang Daoyi.

"Want to live? You can't live without it. In this world, no one can live under the obliteration of the law of fate."

On Huang Dao's face, there seemed to be an incomparably evil grimace, that kind of eyes were not only indifferent, but also extraordinarily unruly and condescending.

Although he has fully recovered, and even his realm has been greatly improved, Lin Langfeng is absolutely impossible to be the opponent of Huang Daoyi!
Not to mention, the Emperor Daoyi at this time is not just the Emperor Daoyi, but the minion of fate.

"is it?"

At this time, a cold voice suddenly appeared in the void.

Then, it was Chen Wuzhen who stepped into the Lingyue flying boat.

However, not only did Chen Wuzhen not leave, on the contrary, he seemed to be hiding in the void.

"Why, how is it possible? Haven't you already left? Why, you can actually block the perception of fate?!"

On the face of the blood-like figure of Emperor Dao, an extremely inconceivable look appeared on the face.

"die!"

"Pfft-"

The "Futian Ancient Sutra" gathered with soul fire contains extremely terrifying killing power.

When Fu Zi Jue is in full operation, when Chen Wuzhen completely erupts the power of lore, his murderous intent, his soul fire, even contains the terrifying ability to slay fate.

Emperor Daoyi is very strong, but after all, it is also limited.

But today's Chen Wuzhen is not just strong.

Huang Daoyi didn't have any ability to resist his attack.

"puff--"

A dull voice sounded, and suddenly, Huang Daoyi's figure was shocked, and then exploded in all directions, turning into a blood mist and powder.

Still blood.

It was still the mist turned into blood and water floating in all directions.

But the breath of fate contained in it has not only been turned into powder, but also swept and swallowed by Chen Wuzhen's terrifying devouring technique, turning into Chen Wuzhen's own pure original energy.

This time, it was not Huang Daoyi who was killed, but only a Destiny Messenger-level existence similar to a devil girl.

It is also obvious that such an existence would benefit Chen Wuzhen.

He didn't practice, but after devouring the blood mist and the breath of fate, his realm still transformed in one fell swoop, and he broke through to the fourth level of perfection in the ultimate soul realm.

This is an unimaginable opportunity for any monk.

But Chen Wuzhen was not happy, let alone excited.

It was as if all of this had nothing to do with him.

Realm improvement?

Strength metamorphosis?

To him, it was actually meaningless—to a living dead, everything in life was meaningless.

"Master Chen."

After a while, the Lingyue flying boat flew back again.

Chu Yangxue had a look of fear and anxiety on his face.

His voice trembled when he called.

She saw Chen Wuzhen board the Lingyue flying boat with her own eyes, and she was sure that Chen Wuzhen was in the flying boat, so she drove the Lingyue flying boat away.

But when he flew out for nearly a thousand breaths, Chen Wuzhen suddenly disappeared.

This seemed like an excellent opportunity for escape.

However, instead of running away, she drove the Lingyue flying boat back with great anxiety, and searched for Chen Wuzhen along the way.

(End of this chapter)