Yonghe City, Fengfu

Yan Tao, who was originally cultivating in retreat, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and she was angry.

Such an accident was the first time in her life that she was caught off guard.

Another time in the cave, Feng Yikun suddenly opened his sharp eyes, and the aura next door was raging, how could he not know.

Tao'er is afraid that she will be stunned!

He took a neat step......

What I saw was that Yan Tao was weak and paralyzed on the ground, and there was blood spilling from the corners of his mouth from time to time.

At this time, Yan Taoxi was weak, as if she would be suffocated in the next moment, and she fainted. If it weren't for the chest, it would rise and fall slightly......

Feng Yikun didn't dare to imagine.

Feng Yikun stepped forward worriedly, carefully helped Yan Tao up, took out the elixir that stabilized her mind, and helped her take it. Then cautiously probed into the spiritual power to check the injuries of his wife.

His expression was solemn, Tao'er was afraid that he would hurt the foundation of immortal cultivation this time.

After a while, Yan Tao woke up slowly, and Sakura muttered in his lips, "Yi...... Yi Kun, Song ...... Song ......"

Feng Yikun's sword eyebrows tightened, "Tao'er, you ...... What's going on? ”

Yan Tao exhaled weakly and said with difficulty, "Ge'er, I'm afraid it's a matter of life and death, I, I'm afraid of ......"

Feng Yikun has long known that their mother and daughter are connected, so ......

"Peace of mind, our daughter Jiren has her own natural appearance. I'm going to find out......"

After leaving the cave mansion, Feng Yikun took out the transmission note......

His expression was grim, and he couldn't send out any notes, so the song must be in a place where the divine consciousness is isolated!

Feng Yikun settled Yan Tao, and then went to the Pokong Sect non-stop.

It is conceivable that Feng Yikun's trip must be futile and useless.

……

At the same time, Feng Luochen also chased after him......

Feng Luochen's eyes flashed with an eerie aura that could not be ignored, he stared at the snow demon not far away, and the next moment the dream disk was ready to attack the snow demon.

Wherever the dream disk went, there were undoubtedly thousands of piles of snow rolled up, forming a whirlpool that raged and rampant, constantly tumbling.

Within nearly 10,000 zhang of Snow Forest Garden, it was destroyed beyond recognition.

Dozens of snow-loving demons were thrown into the air by the powerful hurricane, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

The Mahayana snow-loving demon suddenly sensed the crisis, and he neatly rolled up the phoenix song to escape to the periphery of the whirlpool.

It's just that Feng Luochen gave him such a chance.

If you dare to hurt the people in his heart, you must bear the revenge of his god.

Feng Luochen's figure flashed, and in less than a few breaths, he had surpassed the Snow Demon.

Feng Luochen stared at this demon beast who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, but the mobile phone was sealed at the same time, and thousands of discs formed strange circles, layered on top of each other......

Feng Luochen's cold eyes sharpened, neatly surrounding the fainting Feng Tingge, the layers of discs shining with golden light, and the place where Feng Luochen stepped on it was undoubtedly not sparkling.

And the Snow Demon was wrapped in layers, and layer after layer of discs seeped into the Snow Demon Demon's body.

Black blood, glowing with black skin, kept spurting out......

The Snow Demon was overwhelmed by the devastation, and tried to explode himself in a delusional attempt to end this boundless pain, but clinker, a golden light waved, and his self-detonation was abruptly stopped.

He looked horrified, who was that?

At this time, the snow-loving demon was covered in thousands of wounds, and the black blood had ravaged his snow-white body beyond recognition, completely losing his usual holy and undesecrated image. He no longer had any more demonic power to maintain his body, so he had to transform into a human form.

He was unwilling, he had been asleep for 20,000 years, awakened by an inexplicable desire, there was something that could break through the bottleneck of his 20,000-year cultivation, and when he was eager to wait for the light, he lost all his demonic power......

Feng Luochen's bloodthirsty gaze swept over the snowthirsty demon who was in danger, and his eyes as vast as the sky were full of fierceness.

"Oh, it's just ants." Feng Luochen's cold voice sounded, with the coercion of the gods.

The black eyes of the snow-loving demon who turned into a human form were full of unwillingness, he had no power to return to the sky, and he would definitely fall today without any example.

But even if you die, you have to die innocently, who is this person!

"You, who are you?"

"Heh, do you want to die? But this gentleman will not be what you want. I miss you Mahayana period demon, the last thing you can't accept is to become the slave of human monks. ”

The Snow Demon's pupils shrank, full of horror.

Even if he died, he could not be dishonored by this man. Can......

But there was nothing he could do!

Feng Luochen pinched a trick in his hand, and put the Snow Lovers Demon into the beast bag in disgust.

The Snow Demon was not unconscious, such humiliation made his dignity that had been high for tens of thousands of years, trampled on useless.

Feng Luochen hugged Feng Qingge especially carefully, with deep guilt and endless self-blame hidden in his eyes.

He muttered to himself: "Dumping song, it was my negligence that failed to protect you!" How can I have the face to call myself your husband? Is there such an incompetent husband? ”

Feng Tingge was still fainting, Allure's face was pale, and his lips were also out of their usual beauty.

The white robe continued to flutter as Feng Luochen flew anxiously.

I saw a figure flash in the air, and the handsome face was full of worry.

Feng Luochen came to the previous cave with Feng Tingge in his arms, and after laying down the dense prohibition, he gently put down Feng Tingge in his arms.

He had to make sure that nothing was disturbed by anyone about what he was going to do, or else......

He and Qingge are afraid that they are walking on thin ice and will dissipate.

The vitality in Feng Luochen's well-defined hands continued to surge, and then one after another entered Feng Tingge's body.

With the continuous consumption of vitality, fine and dense sweat surged on Feng Luochen's smooth forehead, and beads of sweat slid down, staying on Feng Tiange's fair little face, drop by drop, soaking Feng Tiange's bright red robe.

Feng Qingge's originally pale face gradually turned a trace of blood.

But Feng Luochen's clear face was self-evidently pale.

His cultivation was slowly degrading, and the Divine Monarch was at its peak...... Medium term......

Tiandao looked helplessly at the scene in front of him.

Seven years ago, the Dream Fulfillment Divine Monarch was also so uncomplaining and unrepentant to save the Lord God, but this time, I'm afraid it will be......

Feng Tingge's consciousness slowly returned to the sea of knowledge, looking at the ethereal figure of Heavenly Dao, Feng Qingge couldn't help but twist his eyebrows, "Heavenly Dao-"

"Are we returning to the Chaos Void?"

Tiandao shook his head, "Lord God, we are still in the Snow Forest Garden, this is your sea of consciousness. ”

Feng Qingge was slightly stunned, then why couldn't she feel the weight of her body, like a floating soul, and she didn't know where to go.

Heavenly Dao said solemnly: "Lord God, you go out to explore ......"

Hearing this, Feng Qingge condensed his mind and glanced at the outside of consciousness.

"Feng Luochen, what's wrong? Why did his cultivation keep decreasing? ”

"Lord God, the Dream Fulfillment God Monarch will help you continue your vitality by conveying your own vitality, and this secret technique that does not conform to the rules of heaven and earth will definitely backfire. Get disciplined. Even...... It's going to be gone! ”

Hearing this, Feng Tingge's soul trembled.

Feng Qingge laughed at herself, how could she let Feng Luochen pay at all costs?

Feng Qingge pondered and spoke, "Heavenly Dao, Divine Soul Double Cultivation, can you restore his vitality?" ”

After receiving the words expected by the Lord God, the suspended heart in the heart of the Heavenly Dao fell to the ground.

"Lord God, of course!"

"Originally, what the Dream Divine Monarch consumed was his own vitality, and it could be said to be vitality, if he wanted to solve the obstacle in front of him, the combination of the power of yin and yang would definitely restore his vitality."

Feng Qingge nodded with relief——