Chapter 667, the soul is silent and dying!

Lu Feng's figure quickly approached from a distance, and in the blink of an eye, he had already arrived on the battlefield.

looked at the cold flower screen that fell to the ground, looked at Ruoshui who was bleeding from his shoulder and neck, and looked at Zhu Yizhong, who was covered in bruises......

Lu Feng's face instantly turned pale, and a wave of anger could not be contained, and anger rushed up from both ribs in a flash.

A dodge quickly approached Leng Huaping's side, probed his eyebrows with one finger, and detected the injury in an instant.

The soul is silent and dying!

After feeling the state of Leng Huaping at this moment, Lu Feng's forehead was full of green tendons in an instant, and his canopy cracked his fingers! His eyes were filled with rage, and his teeth were gritting.

raised his head and glared at Sang Feichen and Sun Liuliu who were fleeing, the murderous intent was uncontrollable and operated on its own, and the killing intent all over his body became stagnant.

A pair of angry eyes seemed to burst out of their eyes, and their crazy demeanor was more terrifying than that of a ferocious beast!

With just one glance, Sang Feichen felt that the whole person was like falling into an ice cellar, and a chill poured up from his spine to the heavenly spirit cover.

At this moment, he only felt that he was facing not a person, but a fierce beast that was ten thousand times more vicious and terrifying than the Red Yan Python, and that feeling was like being under a volcano that was about to erupt, and it felt like the whole world was darkened.

After feeling that his aura was completely locked, Sang Feichen's heart was like death, and his eyes were full of fear.

Looking at the land breeze rushing forward, Sang Feichen glanced at Sun Liuliu in despair, and immediately stopped alone.

"Run!"

Sang Feichen threw out a stone tablet and stopped Lu Feng who rushed forward, giving Sun Liuliu a chance to escape.

Seven Peerless Phantom Soul Monuments!

The list is tied for the seventeenth best treasure.

This is Sang Feichen's biggest reliance, and it is also his most powerful hole card, after sacrificing the Seven Peerless Soul Monuments, he has no intention of leaving alive.

Sun Liuliu looked back at Sang Feichen, who was full of determination, and did not stop for the slightest, only paused for a moment and fled directly outside the mountain without looking back.

Looking at Sun Liuliu's ruthless and indifferent demeanor, Sang Feichen only felt a bitterness in his heart.

呲呲呲......

The stele was urged by Sang Feichen, and instantly transformed into seven pieces, layered on top of each other, showing the trend of three in the front and four in the back, resisting the terrifying sword stabbed by Lu Feng with his bare hands.

Rumble~

A loud thud rang out.

Sang Feichen's eyes widened, and he looked at the Seven Absolute Phantom Soul Monument that was shattered in front of him in disbelief.

This is a treasure weapon that can withstand the attack of the Heavenly Soul Realm, how could he not even be able to resist his ordinary sword?!

Ahh

In fright, Sang Feichen suddenly trembled, and before he could react, he saw his right arm fly straight into the air.

What a fast sword!

Not to mention the reaction, Sang Feichen didn't even feel the pain before he felt another cold light flashing in front of him.

Immediately afterward, the left arm also flew sideways.

When his arms were cut, Sang Feichen let out a bitter and painful roar, and his eyes were full of horror.

Feeling the infinite anger that filled Lu Feng's sword, Sang Feichen's soul couldn't help but tremble, only to feel as if he had fallen into the purgatory of Shura.

Cold, helpless and terrifying!

Lu Feng's figure had already come to Sang Feichen at this time, and he slapped straight towards the latter's head, embedding his entire head under the soil!

When he looked up, he sensed that Sun Liuliu's breath had fled extremely far, and he threw off a lot of broken formations along the way.

Lu Feng considered Ruoshui and Leng Huaping's injuries and dispelled the idea of chasing and killing.

Knowing that Sun Liuliu is from the Sun family, he is not worried about not being able to find her, today's hatred, after going to Xuanjin City, will be repaid twice!

Looking at Sang Feichen, who was dying and about to lose his life, Lu Feng's palm squeezed suddenly, and a terrifying soul sense invaded the latter's soul sea.

Soul Search!

Knowing yourself and knowing the other side can deal with it!

Lu Feng didn't know much about Sun Liuliu, and wanted to explore one or two from Sang Feichen's memory.

Liuhe Sect, Liuhe Strength......

The Liuhe Sect is a single lineage, and the position of hereditary suzerain......

The current sect leader's surname is 'Jiang', and Jiang Kaisheng, who he met in Black Wind Town, is one of the sons born to countless ordinary civilian women who he has raped.

Feeling the information he was searching for, the anger in Lu Feng's heart couldn't help but rise in a straight line until he ......

One of the surnames of 'Jiang' was changed thousands of years ago, and the original name was 'Jiang'!

Rumble......

The killing intent in Lu Feng's heart surged, and for a while, his heart was full of thoughts, and the strength of his palm was out of control, shaking Sang Feichen's entire head into pieces.

Good at using strength, surnamed Jiang family!

In the dark, the sky was destined, and Lu Feng finally met it.

At the beginning, in the secret realm of Qinglong Town, he promised the three promises of the remnant soul of the black dragon, one of which was to kill the Jiang family who was good at using his strength.

Although Lu Feng was not sure, his intuition told him that the current Liuhe Sect was probably the enemy in the mouth of the black dragon.

Lu Feng came back to his senses, gathered his mind, and kept the Liuhe Sect firmly in his heart.

Looking at Sang Feichen, who couldn't die anymore, Lu Feng sighed secretly, but unfortunately he couldn't find more useful information from his mind.

I only know that Sun Liuliu had practiced in Liuhe Sect for a period of time, and during that time, Sang Feichen had peeked at each other taking a bath more than once, and secretly bred deep feelings in his heart, so he had the demeanor of desperately trying to win a chance to survive.

However, there was one piece of information that Lu Feng was a little concerned about, that is, the fire of the Southern God was not what Sun Liuliu wanted, but related to the development of the Sun family.

Lu Feng was a little surprised by this, he thought that the Sun family wanted this just to practice that set of evil skills, but he didn't expect that it would be related to the development of the Sun family.

After all, the fire of the Southern God is just a ball of fire qi, how can it be related to the development of such a large family?

Moreover, Sun Liuliu and Sang Feichen both seem to be obeying the call of a mysterious person behind their backs, but it is a pity that the information of the mysterious person is only a vague black-robed figure in Sang Feichen's memory, and his specific identity and origin cannot be seen.

One is the core disciple of the Sun family of the four major families, and the other is the chief disciple of the second-rate force Liuhe Sect, what kind of identity background can make the two of them move?

Although the soul search only lasted for one or two breaths, the information obtained was very large, which made people feel confused.

Lu Feng put away the thoughts in his heart and returned to Leng Huaping's side.

After a short delay before and after, at this moment, Ruoshui's injury had stopped on its own, and although the shoulder and neck were no longer bleeding, the claw marks had not yet had time to be treated.

Ruoshui supported the cold flower screen in a comatose state, and slowly moved the latter into Lu Feng's arms.

Lu Feng raised his hand and probed the soul sea of Leng Huaping again, using the power of his soul to smooth the turmoil of the soul sea for him.

It's a pity that he is not a pharmacist and doesn't know how to treat it, so he can only feel the soul of Leng Huaping that fell into silence.

After a while, Lu Feng came back to his senses, and all he could do now was to help Leng Huaping stabilize the soul sea and prevent it from being further damaged.

After learning the cause and effect of the incident from Ruoshuikou, the anger in Lu Feng's heart couldn't help but get even worse, and he firmly remembered Sun Liuliu and Qin Tianliang, who were the initiators. Looking at Zhu Yizhong, who had fallen on the other side from a distance, weakly supported on the ground to recover from pranayama, Lu Feng opened his mouth and said, "Thank you!" ”

Zhu Yizhong stood up weakly, and squeezed out a smile bitterly, "Uncle, this is what I should do!" ”

"Huh?" Lu Feng's eyes froze, because the remaining anger had not subsided, and his face couldn't help but reveal a chill.

Zhu Yizhong felt the cold breath coming from Lu Feng, and trembled with fright, if he only had to be in awe after Lu Feng killed the Chiyan Python before, then the scene of killing Sang Feichen had already made him dare not disobey for half a point.

"Watch the words!" Lu Feng warned: "If I hear you speak freely again, it will damage Ruoshui's reputation, and you should understand the consequences!" ”

Zhu Yizhong hurriedly admitted his mistake, with a pious and humble face, and nodded in fear, but the majesty of the eldest brother was deeply imprinted in his heart.

After a while, Ye Fan's figure appeared in the distance, due to his weak strength, he did not clearly sense the previous movement, but just followed the instructions of the landing wind.

After seeing the blood stains on Ruoshui's shoulder and neck from a distance, Ye Fan hurriedly approached, looking at Lu Feng with a solemn face, his eyes full of inquiry.

"Old Ye," Lu Feng pulled Ye Fan over, "Take a look at her injuries!" ”

Ye Fan frowned and looked at the cold flower screen that fell in Lu Feng's arms, and his face sank with just one glance.

"Her soul ......"

After only saying the first three words, seeing that Lu Feng was already nodding, Ye Fan hurriedly stepped forward, and the soul destroying finger was secretly running, and the soul consciousness poured into the soul sea of the cold flower screen.

As one of the nine most powerful methods in the medicine world, the Soul Destroying Finger not only has the power to kill the enemy's soul, but also has a strong sense of induction and meager healing effect for some soul-level injuries.

After a few breaths, Ye Fan slowly came back to his senses, and his face was a little tired.

"How?" Lu Feng asked anxiously.

"It's not optimistic," Ye Fan shook his head, "She should have been at the critical moment of breakthrough before she was injured, although she got out of the Heavenly Dao Soul Pass in time and avoided soul annihilation, but because of the breakthrough was interrupted by life, the soul was hit hard, in that case, the soul power instinctively operated, and the soul was protected by itself, so that the soul fell into a state of silence." ”

"Possible to save?" Lu Feng asked nervously.

Ye Fan shook his head again, "There is no way to return to the sky, and it is difficult for outsiders to help with the injuries at the soul level, so she can only rely on her subconscious strength to recover on her own." ”

Looking at Lu Feng's pale and helpless expression, Ye Fan thought for a while and comforted: "Although I don't have any way to treat her injuries, if I can find a Heavenly Soul Realm post-rest level Zen doctor to help, maybe there will be a glimmer of life." ”

"Zen doctor?" A gleam flashed in Lu Feng's eyes, "A pharmacist of Qing Zen Buddhism? ”

Ye Fan nodded, "Zen doctors, unlike ordinary pharmacists, they mainly focus on soul-level cultivation, and they have made great achievements in treating soul-level injuries, or they may have a way to treat your friends." ”

"That's good," Lu Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Ye Fan couldn't bear to say: "As far as I know, in the current Qing Zen Sect, only the sect master and a few elders have the strength to rest in the Heavenly Soul Realm, and all of them have been in Zen for many years, and they are no longer sad or happy, and they are not disturbed by everything, I am afraid it will be difficult to invite them to help." ”

Lu Feng's face froze, and the hope in his heart weakened a little, but he thought that he had the Zen wood needed for Qing Zen cultivation in his hand, and he might be able to intersect with this and seek a chance for healing.

Ye Fan took out a few pills and handed them to Ruoshui, and after helping the latter treat the wound, he asked, "How did you get injured like this?" ”

Ruoshui hated and stated the ins and outs.

Ye Fan couldn't help but hear the frost on his face, and his fists clenched.

"What a big family!"

"What a despicable and shameless one!"