I saw that the Xuanwu Split Soul rushed towards Fengyang with the momentum of thunder, although it was huge, but its speed was surprisingly fast.

"How is this good?" Feng Yang dodged to dodge, but because the size of the Xuanwu Split Soul was too large, even if Feng Yang wanted to dodge, it would be to no avail.

The huge neck, which was like a pillar, directly hit Feng Yang.

Sure enough, Feng Yang still didn't dodge such an attack, and after being hit by Xuanwu, a mouthful of blood spurted out and fell from the sky.

"Hahaha! With your strength, you can only be my food!" Xuanwu Split Soul laughed and watched Feng Yang fall into the endless void.

It turned out that this Xuanwu split soul had been floating in the void, but under him, there was an endless void. It turned out that the place where Feng Yang was standing just now was just the turtle shell of the Xuanwu Split Soul.

Feng Yang was already seriously injured after receiving such an attack, and it was already impossible to even move the breath.

Feng Yang could feel his body, constantly falling down, and he didn't know when he would be able to land.

"16 seconds"

"17 seconds"

"18 seconds"

......

When he counted eighteen seconds, he looked down at him, but he still didn't see the bottom.

"When am I going to fall...... Feng Yang thought weakly, "If this continues, my meridians will be damaged and I will not be able to operate energy, and I will definitely fall into the mud." ”

In this way, it lasted for a full minute, and Feng Yang finally saw the ground.

Boom!

The huge force directly smashed a huge pit on the ground, and when Feng Yang was conscious again, he felt that he was already fluttering.

"I'm ......"

Feng Yang looked around, looking around, there were no creatures. Only countless bones remained.

And now Feng Yang is in a pile of white bones.

"It seems that countless people have ......died for the treasures here," Feng Yang said in his heart, "I seem to be relatively lucky, because my soul has reached the spirit realm, and although my body has been broken, my soul can still exist." ”

Feng Yang looked at it, he couldn't find his body, maybe he had become a meat foam, or he might have been buried in endless white bones.

Feng Yang looked upwards and saw a huge turtle, which should be the Xuanwu Split Soul.

The surroundings are pitch black, and you can only roughly judge your location by the light above.

"I'm a bit miserable. Feng Yang smiled bitterly, "On this day, my ** was destroyed like this twice, and it was really difficult." ”

"No, I have to at least find a way to get out of this space, I can't stay here all the time. Feng Yang waved his hand and said in his heart, but suddenly, Feng Yang remembered that his storage bracelet was no longer in his hands!

** Destroyed, the storage bracelet will naturally fall, and Feng Yang is now, too

I can't find my storage bracelet.

"It's over. "Feng Yangdi's heart, now it seems as if the sky has fallen, if you say that you survive, you are lucky, but the storage bracelet is lost, but it makes Feng Yang's life worse than death.

Feng Yang's weapons and treasures are all in the storage bracelet, and without me in the storage bracelet, the probability of Feng Yang escaping from this space can be said to be completely impossible.

"I don't know if there's any danger here, so I'd better look for my Spirit Wind Sword first. Feng Yang said in his heart.

The Spirit Wind Sword is the symbol of the Feng family, although the Spirit Wind Sword that Feng Yang is using now is no longer the one that Feng Hai left for Feng Yang at the beginning, but it is also the symbol of the Feng family, and it is Feng Yang's last thought to the Feng family.

It may be said that the Spirit Wind Sword is the most precious treasure on Feng Yang's body, and it can even be equated with his life.

Feng Yang's soul floated nearby and did not see the shadow of the Spirit Wind Sword, which made De Feng Yang extremely frustrated.

However, just when Feng Yang was depressed, he suddenly remembered that the Spirit Wind Sword was an artifact, and the artifact had its own spiritual wisdom.

Suddenly, Feng Yang suddenly brightened, completely exuded his spiritual power, his lips opened slightly, and said, "Lingfeng, return to its place!"

This command was directly transmitted to any place in this space with Feng Yang's spiritual power, and suddenly, in the pile of white bones under Feng Yang, a sudden movement appeared, only a commotion was heard, and in an instant, a cyan sword rushed out of the pile of white bones, drawing a beautiful cyan light in the air.

"Great. Seeing this sword, Feng Yang's heart was also a little more steady, at least his Spirit Wind Sword was back.

The Spirit Wind Sword circled in the air a few times, and then came to Feng Yang's eyes, Feng Yang hurriedly hugged the Spirit Wind Sword, overjoyed.

"Huh?" Feng Yang suddenly said in surprise, "My storage bracelet?"

I saw that on the handle of the Spirit Wind Sword, there was a familiar bracelet, which was Feng Yang's storage bracelet.

"You even brought out my storage bracelet!" Feng Yang was overjoyed, and excitedly held the Spirit Wind Sword in his arms again, "It deserves to be an artifact!"

Saying that, the Spirit Wind Sword also vibrated and let out a buzzing sword groan, which was a compliment from Feng Yang, and the Spirit Wind Sword was also very happy, but it couldn't speak, so it could only express it in this way.

Feng Yang hurriedly checked if there was anything missing in his storage bracelet, and after finding that there was nothing missing, Feng Yang's heart was really put down.

"Next, I just have to think about how to reshape my body and get out of here. Feng Yang said to himself, "It's impossible to defeat the Xuanwu Split Soul now, as long as I go back alive, it's worth it." ”

Feng Yang pulled out the Spirit Wind Sword, pulled the bones around him apart, and wandered around, wanting to see if there was anything that could be used.

However, there is nothing but white bones that are white bones

Not at all.

But Feng Yang still had to look for it slowly, in case he found some other people's storage bracelets in these piles of bones, which contained something that could save him.

Feng Yang opened the storage bracelets he saw one by one, but none of them were useful.

In this way, Feng Yang felt that a long time had passed, but this space line had always been in a state of chaos, and he couldn't tell the time at all, and Feng Yang didn't know how long it had been, but he felt that it might have been two days.

No, of course, Feng Yang would not feel hungry, he was like this, slowly searching, hoping that he could find something useful among the many corpses.

Finally, when Feng Yang opened a storage bracelet that looked special, he finally saw a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

"It's ...... Soul Skill Book!" Feng Yang held a scroll, and his hands were already starting to tremble.

The scroll is a quaint yellow, and it looks very old, but Feng Yang can clearly see that there are two big characters written on the scroll!

Dragon's Groan!

The name of this soul skill is Dragon Yin.

Two short words, it sounds very simple, but it is very domineering.

Feng Yang slowly unfolded the scroll, and the huge amount of information rushed directly into Feng Yang's mind.

"Dragon Yin, black skill, turns soul power into fluctuations, emitting the roar of the dragon, which can impact the soul of the place, and those with a big difference in spiritual realm can directly smash the soul and kill people invisibly. ”

Looking at the introduction of this skill in the scroll, Feng Yang's heart was also full of amazement.

"Sure enough, it's a soul skill, a black skill, it's so powerful, if it's red or at the level of a secret art, it's amazing. ”

"In this case, if I can learn this skill, maybe I can defeat that Xuanwu Split Soul, and in this way, I can also return to the original world. The more Feng Yang thought about it, the more excited he became, and he couldn't wait to learn this skill.

After being beaten down by Xuanwu's soul, Xuanwu seemed to have regained his calm, which also gave Feng Yang a time to make a comeback.

Time passed slowly, Feng Yang was about to do it, it was three days later, Feng Yang quietly penetrated this soul skill, kept trying, and finally at a certain moment, let out a fierce dragon groan.

The complete fluctuation of mental power is as if a huge wave is suddenly set off in the calm sea. The strong soul fluctuations even directly shook the white bones around Feng Yang into powder.

"With this kind of power, I may really be able to fight the Xuanwu Split Soul head-on. Feng Yang looked at the scene in front of him, his heart was excited, and just when Feng Yang was happy, the Xuanwu Soul that was suspended in the air, as if it had been sleeping for a long time, opened his eyes again.

From Feng Yang's point of view, as soon as the eyes of the Xuanwu soul opened, it was a piece of red, like a red sun, in this chaotic space, it was very obvious.

It's terrifying.

Suddenly, Xuanwu's neck stretched downward, but fortunately it couldn't reach Feng Yang.

Maybe what kind of restriction the Xuanwu Split Soul was under and couldn't leave that place, this could be the reason why it didn't continue to kill Feng Yang.

"It seems that the suppressive power of this soul impact on the divine beast is still very large. Feng Yang looked at the Xuanwu Soul who was helpless against him, and couldn't help but smile, "This time you're so close to me, then don't blame me for being rude!"

Just when Feng Yang wanted to use the Dragon Yin, the Xuanwu Split Soul became irritable again, constantly shaking its huge body, and trying to attack Feng Yang.

Suddenly, the Xuanwu Split Soul opened its bloody mouth, and a cloud of black qi actually appeared in its mouth.

Seeing this scene, Feng Yang's pupils suddenly contracted, and what was in the mouth of the Xuanwu Soul was a ball of witch fire.

The divine beasts can use a small amount of witchfire, Feng Yang knows, but in Feng Yang's understanding, it is only limited to the body of the divine beast, this Xuanwu soul can use witchfire, even if the power of this witch fire is much less, but it can still prove that this Xuanwu soul is very powerful.

Rumble!

Black flames spit out from the mouth of the Xuanwu Split Soul and swept away towards Fengyang, sweeping everything, even the surrounding air seemed to be burned by this witch fire.

Feng Yang used all the moves on his body, but he couldn't resist the burning of the witch fire.

The witch fire spread directly, and in this pile of white bones, all the white bones were turned into ashes.

But Feng Yang suddenly found that he had not suffered any damage.

"This ......" Feng Yang looked at himself and suddenly realized, "The witch fire is indeed powerful, but what he burns is the real thing, and I am now a soul body, and the witch fire is ineffective against me." ”

"Gains and losses are not real fire. Feng Yang also rejoiced in his heart, "If it's really fire, I'll really be wiped out and my soul will be scattered." ”

"Well, a split soul is still a split soul after all. Feng Yang said with a smile, and as he spoke, his hands were sealed, and Feng Yang's spiritual power spread overwhelmingly again.

"Dragon's Groan!"

I only heard Feng Yang shouting, and those scattered spiritual powers vibrated at the same time, inspiring bursts of soul fluctuations, soul fluctuations gradually increased, and gradually, a low dragon groan sounded from the void, constantly expanding, raising the volume.

Hearing such a voice, the Xuanwu Soul Splitting Soul moved up slowly, and its eyes also became dumbfounded.

"It works. Feng Yang said in his heart, and then raised the power of the dragon chant again, and that kind of voice continued to reverberate in the entire space, and the movements of the Xuanwu soul became more and more sluggish, and his eyes became more and more dead, as if he was lifeless.

"Give me death!"

Feng Yang let out a loud shout, and the originally low dragon chant became high-pitched, as if it was the overlord's deterrent.

For a long time, the Xuanwu soul was no longer moving,

The eyes also closed slowly.

"Is it dead?" Feng Yang was very happy in his heart, but he didn't dare to confirm it, and used the dragon chant again.

Seeing that the Xuanwu Soul Splitting Soul did not move, Feng Yang flew upwards and came to the side of the Xuanwu Soul Splitting Soul.

Feng Yang poked the Xuanwu Split Soul in front of him with the Spirit Wind Sword, and saw that it didn't react, which was relieved.

"Whew......" Feng Yang let out a long breath, "It's finally time to solve this thing." ”

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "The Legacy of Jiuzhou" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~