Ling Feng opened his eyes with difficulty, feeling that his head was heavy, like pressing against a stone, and he couldn't lift it no matter what. [Ran^Text^Library] []. [774] [buy]. [com] .v d . m

The scenery that appears in sight is swaying, like the ripples of water, blurred.

After a long time, the dizziness subsided a little, and he recalled the scene before fainting.

In order to avoid the pursuit of those guards of the Panlong Kingdom, Ling Feng endured the threat of aggravated injuries, and with all his might, he climbed over dozens of mountains, and before reaching a stream, he was completely unconscious.

Because of the deep mountains and wild forests, interpersonal relationships are rare, and looking at the current situation, it should be some passing hunters, or mountain people living in the mountains, who kindly saved themselves.

With his gaze moving slightly, Ling Feng found himself in a small, dark room.

The surrounding walls are made of loess and stones, which seem to collapse at any moment, and the interior is simply furnished, except for a simple stove and a bed board on which he lies.

It is expected that the life situation of this person who saved himself should be very difficult.

Ling Feng opened his mouth and shouted weakly, half loudly, there was still no movement, this family should go out for work and rest, and they haven't come back yet.

Taking advantage of this gap, Ling Feng checked the injuries in his body.

His injuries this time were extremely serious, and his spirit and longevity were seriously damaged, and he had one in the city of heaven, and without a long period of pranayama, I am afraid that he would not be able to recover.

However, Ling Feng had expected these injuries, and he was most concerned about his own fate at the moment.

As his perception extended to the Fate Phase, Ling Feng's brows tightened and tightened.

The fate phase, like the Yuan Dan of the Juyuan Realm, is the essence of a person, and is known as the source of life.

His life had been struck by a clear blow, and his eyes were covered with dense cracks, on the verge of shattering. Once it is really shattered, his cultivation in the past few years will immediately turn into floating clouds, and if he wants to make a comeback, it is undoubtedly a fool's dream.

However, even if the current fate has not been completely shattered, according to Ling Feng's speculation, the fragments have already appeared, even if you don't touch it, ignore it, it will still be shattered over time.

Because the fate carries the operation of the essence and vitality, like a water pipe, there is a flow of water in it all the time, under the impact of these energies, the rift will only get bigger and bigger, and one day it will completely collapse.

Fortunately, what reassured Ling Feng was that his life was like a bone, with a layer of meridians, and he could still maintain the flow of vitality, which meant that if he recuperated from his injuries, he could continue to cultivate and continue to grow, but there was a fatal side effect.

Fang Cai had already said that his life phase was like a water pipe full of cracks, and if Ling Feng used his hands against the enemy, the energy pressure supported within the life phase would continue to increase, and if it was circulated, it would speed up the shattering speed of the life phase.

According to Ling Feng's speculation, with the current degree of fragmentation of his fate, it will completely collapse and turn into nothingness in about a month, which means that Ling Feng has no need to fight the enemy in the future.

Ling Feng tried to cover the milky white liquid in the life phase, trying to slowly fuse the cracks on the surface, but the milky white liquid of Shen Wu could only slightly slow down the speed of the life phase shattering, but it could not be flawlessly compounded like glue.

Ling Feng's heart instantly fell to the bottom.

He wasn't so worried before, because he was confident that the omnipotent milky white liquid could repair the traces of broken life, and now this cruel scene caught him off guard.

Ling Feng secretly comforted himself to be calm, and he must not lose his sense of proportion.

He quickly recalled the memories of his life for thousands of years in his mind, and almost found any clues related to fate, and finally sighed.

Because he searched his mind, he still couldn't find a cure for his life.

In fact, he had already thought of this result, fate is like a spring, the spring is damaged, the huge stream is dried up, this is an unsolvable endless cycle.

These are the reasons why countless heavenly pride and people are enemies, and if there is no great enmity between life and death, they dare not easily use their lives to fight each other!

Ling Feng took a heavy breath, could he only watch his fate completely shatter and fall into the state of a lost dog?

Ling Feng had no doubt that if his fate was shattered, he would not be able to live for a few days, because he knew that the Yellow Dragon Realm would definitely not let him go, and would send a large number of forces to find his whereabouts and hunt him down.

Also, his mother Ye Changge, who was imprisoned in the Ice Purgatory, was waiting for him to be rescued, Ling Xue of the Moon Clan was waiting for him to meet, and the Heavenly Venerable, who poisoned the Nine Elders of the Blue Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan, was waiting for him to take revenge, and Tong Ming, who killed the evil god, was waiting for him......

These grievances and grievances need to be resolved and recovered by him, how can he be willing to wait to be killed?

And most importantly, if he dies, what will happen to Ice Swirl?

In addition to being sad, he must still be desperate, right? Could it be that fate has returned to the original point, and Ice Whirlpool will eventually die tragically in the hands of the Divine Destiny Divine War?

I'm not reconciled......

Ling Feng screamed silently, roaring.

Suddenly, as if grasping a life-saving straw in the midst of endless despair and darkness, a strong dawn suddenly rose in Ling Feng's heart.

By the way, the shattering of fate is an unsolvable problem for the Tianxuan Continent and even for many powerhouses in the higher planes.

But the Beginningless Emperor must know the way to heal, after all, the Beginningless Emperor and even the immortal existence of the Venerable Realm have lived countless epochs and countless chaos, and there is really nothing he can't do between heaven and earth.

Ling Feng cheered up and tried to use his weak spiritual power to communicate with the Heavenly Monument of Divine Domain.

With continuous attempts and efforts, the eternal immovable Heavenly Monument of Divine Domain Town finally reacted, and a golden inscription appeared on the surface of the Heavenly Monument.

"The crane came in the middle of the night in the west peak, and there was no order to cover the day. Looking at Chu Township all day long, the sea light is clean and the heart is light. ”

Ling Feng was stunned to experience this poem, and the doubts in his eyes became deeper and deeper.

He knew that the Heavenly Monument of the Divine Domain would never appear inexplicably, but Ling Feng couldn't understand what its deep meaning was when he looked at it horizontally and vertically.

As time passed, Ling Feng's brain became heavier and heavier, he knew that he had just woken up, and his whole person was in the weakest state, and he couldn't help but use his brain too much.

So press the urgency in my heart, close my eyes and recuperate, and use the milky white liquid to repair the wounds in my body and the missing longevity, and refresh my spirit.

Anyway, now it is certain that this poem must have something to do with his reunited life, although he has not yet figured out the key point, but at least it makes his nervous heart rest a lot.

The milky white liquid kept repairing Ling Feng's wounds, and the comfort of the slow healing of the injuries forced Ling Feng to fall into a deep sleep again.

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