Xuantian Wushen

Chapter 1709 Huang'er Wakes Up (24)
Feng Li's greatest reliance was to find the last Heavenly Sword. As long as the Eight Swords entered his body, his cultivation would at least be able to soar directly to the Dacheng of the True Profound Realm. After the sword returned to its place, multiple heavenly swords were sacrificed against the enemy at the same time, and the combat power would once again climb to an unimaginable level. At that time, even if he faced the mysterious existence, he would still have the confidence to fight, even if the mysterious existence was against the enemy. Feng Li is not afraid of a figure in the third realm of Heavenly Dao!
But where is the last Heavenly Sword?No one knows that on the vast territory of several million miles in the Xuanyuan Continent, if you want to search blindly, although it is not a needle in a haystack at his speed, it is almost the same, and there is not much time.

Before leaving, he gave Yun Ruoxi a jade talisman to leave a ray of soul power in it, so that if any major event happened, no matter where he was, Yun Ruoxi could notify him through the jade talisman .

It was hard to find the Heavenly Sword, but he had to find it. Fengli held Huang'er in his arms and sensed it bit by bit in a radius of a thousand miles. One month passed, but he still didn't feel the breath of the Earth Xingtian Sword.

In January, he had searched the entire central continent, convinced that the Heavenly Sword had not been sealed in this area, and then turned to the south, where there were many mountains, and the area inhabited by humans accounted for less than one-tenth of the entire southern area. They are all wild and wild, and the vegetation here is the most lush. In some wild places, some ancient trees have grown for more than 10 years, which seems to be breaking the sky.

Feng Li's search first started from the Southern Wilderness Mountains. This is also the third time he has entered here. The powerful soul power spread out and only locked on a range of thousands of miles. Countless birds and beasts all trembled and fled in panic. There is no killing intent in the soul power, and the birds and beasts will burst into blood mist in an instant, leaving nothing behind.

That day they had just arrived at the outskirts of the Southern Wilderness, but they stopped when they passed a mountain peak. It was already sunset. Flying under the fiery red clouds, across the sky.

Huang'er's eyes were blurred, she came down from Fengli's arms and leaned on his shoulder, her faint voice fluttered gently with the mountain wind, "Big brother, do you still remember the scene where we separated here many years ago?"

Feng Li didn't speak, listening to Huang'er's faint voice, he felt infinite pity in his heart.

"After the battle of the Water Moon Sect, your vitality was almost exhausted, your youth was late, your hair was completely white, and your face was old. When you turned around, Huang'er was so scared, afraid of losing my big brother."

Two drops of tears dripped down and turned into seven-color beads, shining like a dream in the afterglow of the setting sun. Suddenly, Huang'er hugged Feng Li tightly and whispered softly, "I will never lose you again, and I will never be separated from you. I'm scared, really scared!"

"Silly girl, big brother will never be separated from you." Feng Xin felt a pain in his heart, and hugged his soft waist, which was so smooth and slender that he couldn't bear to hold it, "Don't cry, big brother will feel bad."

(End of this chapter)