Chapter 1215 Trail 4

"This flying magic weapon needs to be filled with a large number of spirit stones, and it does not rely on human power to propel!"

Feng Wuxian changed the topic, but Yang Chen asked again;

"What do you have to do with the Feng family?"

When he asked this, Yang Chen's tone was a little cold, and Feng Wuji also noticed it.

So he replied at the moment;

"We were originally also members of the Feng family, but we became victims of the factional battle, and now the Netherworld Poison in our bodies is also their hand in order to seize what I have, thinking that it would be safe to hide in a remote place like Moon Worship City, but unfortunately, I was still captured. ”

So that's the case, Yang Chen didn't ask more, but looked at Feng Wuji and asked;

"What does the antidote look like, their storage rings are all here with me!"

Hearing the words, he was overjoyed, such a poison is very difficult to solve, he has lost hope, he does not have strong strength and enough background, it will cost a huge price to get the antidote, and he can't afford to pay this price.

Now hearing Yang Chen say this, he was naturally ecstatic.

"Really, let me see?"

Hearing Feng Wuji say this, Yang Chen groaned slightly, the storage ring was thrown over, and Feng Wuji hurriedly took it, not daring to delay, and searched carefully.

"I don't know the specifics, but I've heard of it. ”

His breathing was a little short, after all, this Netherworld Korean poison made him cultivate without an inch, and he also suffered a huge amount of torture, and now that he saw hope, he couldn't do it without excitement.

After half a ring, the wind screamed without a trace;

"Hahaha, I know, I found it, hahaha, it should be right......"

Holding a jade bottle, dancing hand and foot, he cried excitedly at Yang Chen with tears streaming down his face;

"Thank you, thank you, uh-huh...... This flying magic weapon, it should still need this part, I know how to open it, I'll send you, great, my poison can be cured, go, where are you going, hahaha, I can finally cultivate, oh yes, there is Lu Qing......"

", can you say one by one?"

Feng Wuji was a little crazy, and he could see that Yang Chen's head was big, and he didn't understand what he wanted to do now.

There was one thing he couldn't hear clearly, there was something missing in this flying magic weapon, so he tried to calm himself down, and waited for Feng Wuji to calm down before asking.

"Here...... Hmmmm...... Great......"

Feng Wuji handed over the storage ring, Yang Chen looked at his Yang Chen, and sighed;

"Fuck you, uncle, you keep it, tell me, the parts of the flying magic machine are there. ”

Sou......

In the ecstasy of Feng Wuxi, Yang Chen suddenly took out a small knife in fright, plunged it into his abdomen with a snort, endured the severe pain and gently pulled, a three-inch-long wound appeared, and Feng Wuxian spread his two fingers into the wound without hesitation.

"Shhh...... Damn, it's not easy...... Hahaha...... Fortunately, Lao Tzu can hold ......."

What is this for, seppuku?

The next moment, Feng Wuji pulled hard, and a stream of blood rushed out, and at the same time, with a flick of both hands, a streamer flew towards Yang Chen.

"That's the part, and it's the stuff that my lost uncle has been looking for. It's not worth it because my family is ruined and displaced. ”

This scene made Yang Chen a little overwhelmed, if he took this thing by himself, how embarrassed, this thing must have been given to him by his relatives before he died, if he took it himself, then he would be so sorry for others.

But I have to ask for this thing, huh? Looking at the extension tube stunned in place, the wind said without a trace;

"Don't feel guilty, I'll give it to you!"

When others said this, Yang Chen was really embarrassed to take it for nothing, and he didn't know how to thank others, so he held back for a long time, and couldn't help but ask someone weakly;

"Or, if you mess with me, I'll cover you?"

The ghost envoy asked, but the next moment, he didn't expect that as soon as Feng Wuji heard this, he immediately ran to Yang Chen's front and said;

"Really, yes, yes, boss, is it really okay?"

What is the situation, Yang Chen was confused, what does this guy mean, just when Yang Chen was pondering, Feng Wuxian didn't wait for Yang Chen to return, so he said with his hands and feet;

"Boss, wait a minute, let's leave right away!Lu Qing, damn it, don't wake up yet......"

Yang Chen, who was dumbfounded, saw that Feng Wuxian directly lifted one of Lu Qing's feet and ran over, Lu Qing was still in a dream, so he screamed in pain.

"Without further ado, let's go!"

There is no trace of this wind, isn't it that the injury is not healed? Why are you so energetic?

Passing by Yang Chen's side, he snatched the thing that was still with blood in Yang Chen's hand, and before Yang Chen could speak, he had already flown into the flying magic weapon, and Yang Chen was also about to enter, but the next moment, the real flying magic weapon suddenly shook, and a strong aura came.

Rumble......

"It's ......

Sensing the fluctuation of this flying magic weapon, Yang Chen was still a little surprised, this is the breath of the Dao weapon, no wonder, for this Dao weapon, the wind has no trace of the family is ruined, and the temptation of the Dao weapon is indeed enough.

"What are you waiting for, let's go!"

Hearing this call, Yang Chen was speechless and boarded the ship.

"Let's ......"

"You know where to go?"

"I don't know!"

"The Sea of Nothingness!"

", it's so far away, we need a map of the White Cloud Continent. ”

", where's that?"

"I don't know, there is a city ahead, so I can only buy it, but how noble the map of the White Cloud Continent is, I'm afraid ...... My day, I'm too injured to do it, you come, hurry up, I'm going to crash......"

"Fuck you uncle...... Hold on...... How do you get ......?"

The ship swayed in the sky, drawing a curve that stretched away, and disappeared with a swoop.

Behind them, a dark shadow looked in the direction they were heading, and sent a message from his hand;

"Dao Spaceship, is that the thing the Feng family has been looking for? However, you can't escape!"

It only took a few hours to travel thousands of miles, and this speed surprised Yang Chen, Feng Wuji and Lu Qing were still healing, and Yang Chen was moving forward according to the map of this generation.

Feng Wuji had been a little confused, because Yang Chen had been asking him questions about his operation;

"Do you have a manual?"

"Yes!"

It seems that Zi Ah is meditating on the wind without a trace, and he replied casually.

"Do you have a map of the neighborhood?"

"Yes!"

"Anything else?"

"Yes!"

"Ahead is the Valley of the Wicked, is there a map of the White Cloud Continent?"

"Yes!"

They are going to cross a very special location, commonly known as the Valley of the Wicked.

The reason why this benefactor valley is unique is only because he doesn't know how many people are friends in it, who are those people, what they do, all the information is only known, this place is extremely terrifying, first-class ten miles, they dare not set foot here, they are completely on the same level as the first-class forces, and even make people a little more frightened.

There are many legends here, some say that there are thousands of troops here, there are countless golden pills, there are many primordial infants, and there are only monsters here, only natural barriers, only unknown powers, some say that there is nothing here, just a natural cemetery, some say that this is just a monument with ancient ghosts sleeping, and it is said that there is only one wicked person here, cultivating to the sky and so on.

But it's all legends, ethereal legends.

"Ready to land, how do you do it?"

Yang Chen didn't know how to get it, and he didn't refine this weapon, because he was windless, and he was embarrassed to take advantage of others.

"To Luocheng?"

Still a little confused, Feng Wuji opened his eyes slightly and asked leisurely.

"Well, it's time for the Valley of the Wicked!"

"So soon, okay, I'll ...... ......"

Feng Wuji barely supported his body, ready to operate it himself, but for a moment, he seemed to feel that he was missing something.

Well?

After a moment of contemplation, the screams of the wind without a trace of killing pigs suddenly spread throughout the sky, and the spaceship violently vibrate.

"What...... Valley of the Wicked ......"