"How's that?"

Xiyue Shenjun wiped the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and said in a deep voice: "This seat saw three people in that fog, one is His Royal Highness Fufeng, one is the Demon Realm Prince Feng Yuchen, and one is ......."

Speaking of this, Xiyue Shenjun couldn't help but cough a few times.

"Who else is there?" Qionghua Shenjun asked eagerly.

"There is also one person who is the former Demon Emperor of the Demon Realm, the Purple Cang Dire." Xiyue Shenjun slowly spit out a few words.

What??

Hearing the last four words, Qionghua Shenjun's pupils shrank sharply.

How could he not know the name of the Purple Dire?

That was the Demon Emperor who caused a sensation in the Six Realms back then!

If it weren't for his fall, I'm afraid that the Demon Realm would have already dominated the entire Six Realms.

"Hasn't the Purple Dire fallen? Why did he appear in Feng'er's fate trajectory?? Qionghua Shenjun asked puzzled.

"This seat has just discovered through secret techniques, whether it is the Purple Dire or the Wind Imperial Chen, it seems that they have an inseparable relationship with His Royal Highness Fufeng." Xiyue Shenjun said slowly, "What's more, when this seat was trying to spy on this cause and effect, this seat suddenly felt a great threat, and that threat came from the Purple Dire. ”

Hearing Xiyue Shenjun's words, Qionghua Shenjun suddenly fell silent.

Why did his own disciple have anything to do with the Purple Dire?

Could it be that after the fall of the Purple Dire, he was reincarnated as the current Fufeng?

This is impossible, once the tribulation fails, the primordial spirit and soul will dissipate, how can he be reincarnated and reborn?

Unless—

The fall of the Purple Dire was not due to a failed escape......

But if that's the case, then what's going on with Feng Yuchen?

It has always been rumored in the Demon World that he is the reincarnation of the Purple Dire.

Just when Qionghua Shenjun was puzzled, Xiyue Shenjun suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood violently.

"Xiyue Shenjun......" Qionghua Shenjun subconsciously grabbed her wrist, and it was not until that moment that he realized that the other party's internal organs and heart veins had been seriously overdrawn.

The already old face is even more vicissitudes at the moment, as if it has aged tens of thousands of years in an instant.

"This seat forcibly snooped on the heavens, and I am afraid that my life will not be long ......," Xiyue Shenjun said weakly.

When Qionghua Shenjun heard this, he hurriedly raised his hand, wanting to transmit divine power into her body, but as soon as he touched her back, he was pushed away by Xiyue Shenjun.

"Don't waste your divine power, the body of this seat, this seat itself knows ......"

"Xiyue Divine Monarch......" Qionghua Divine Monarch shouted anxiously.

"You don't have to persuade me, I know the situation in this seat." Xiyue Shenjun waved his hand lightly, "Time is running out for this seat, before the fall, this seat still has a word I want to tell you." ”

"Tell me." Qionghua Shenjun said with low eyes.

"His Highness Fufeng's Thunder Tribulation is approaching, if he can resist the Thunder Tribulation, it is best, if he can't resist, you must do your best to protect his true body, as long as his true body is there, he will have a chance to return to the Heavenly Realm, otherwise, he is very likely to never come back." Xiyue Shenjun said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Qionghua Shenjun's brows tightened for a while, "If the tribulation fails, the primordial spirit and the divine soul will dissipate with it, even if his true body is retained, I'm afraid it won't help......"

"Not necessarily." Xiyue Shenjun shook his head, "The Heavenly Opportunity shows that the primordial gods and divine souls in His Highness Fufeng's body have already undergone the tempering of the Thunder Tribulation long before he was born. ”

"What did you say?!" Hearing this, Qionghua Shenjun was shocked again.

The primordial gods and divine souls have already been tempered by the thunder tribulation?

What's going on here?

"Xiyue Shenjun, are you sure?" Qionghua Shenjun looked at each other in disbelief, his eyes full of doubts.

"Although this seat also thinks it is incredible, but the heavenly machine shows that this is the case." Xiyue Shenjun said affirmatively, and after a pause, she continued: "At the beginning, Feng Qinghan, the disciple of this seat, resisted a few heavenly thunders for His Majesty Jiuyao at the cost of his own divine body, although they both fell in the end, but I have to say that Qinghan stepped forward at that time, and indeed let His Majesty Jiuyao suffer some less damage from the thunder tribulation. ”

Qionghua Shenjun pursed his lips, then nodded, "The Tribulator can only successfully break through the cultivation if he survives the last Thunder Tribulation, but if someone resists the Thunder Tribulation in the middle for him, he can reduce the damage of the Thunder Tribulation." ”

Xiyue Shenjun didn't speak again, her face became whiter and whiter, and the aura around her body became weaker and weaker.

Although Qionghua Shenjun was sad, he had no choice but to quietly guard aside.

It didn't take long for Xiyue Shenjun's face to be as withered as rotten wood, as if it would disappear in the next second.

"Qionghua Divine Monarch, this seat can do only this, and the future will depend on His Highness Fufeng himself......" Xiyue Divine Monarch said slowly.

Her voice was very soft and soft, and every word she spoke, it seemed as if she was going to exhaust all her strength.

"Xiyue Shenjun, I thank you for Feng'er and the Heavenly Realm." Qionghua Shenjun solemnly saluted her.

Xiyue Shenjun smiled faintly, then his eyes slowly closed, and he never woke up again.

……

Mortal Realm, Sunset Island.

Under the bright moonlight, the entire Sunset Island is shrouded in snow.

Late at night, Fufeng did not feel sleepy, and played the piano alone in the open space of the wooden house.

So much had happened these days that he wasn't in the mood to calm down and think about anything else.

The Nine Shadows Abyss has been moving frequently recently, and he knows that once the Falling Night breaks through the enchantment, there will inevitably be a fierce battle between the Heavenly Realm and the Demon Realm.

Although most of the injuries caused by the spiritual power backlash have recovered before, with his current state, I am afraid that the chances of winning against the falling night in his heyday are not very good.

Thinking of this, Fu Feng frowned tightly, and his expression gradually became solemn.

After a while, Feng Ge walked out of the house, she was wearing a light blue thin dress, her hair was draped behind her head, and her whole person looked fresh and refined.

"Girl, am I playing the piano and arguing with you?" Fufeng glanced up at her.

Feng Ge shook his head, walked to Fu Feng's side and sat down, then reached out and hugged his waist, "I heard the change in your piano sound just now, and I knew that you must have something on your mind." ”

Fu Feng removed his fingers from the strings, and then took Feng Ge into his arms, "My heart is nothing more than the falling night, the enchantment of the Nine Shadows Abyss can no longer trap him, once the Heavenly Demon starts a war, there will be a lot of life to dissipate......"

Feng Ge pursed his lips, his cheek pressed against Fu Feng's generous and warm chest, "Xiao Feng, no matter what happens, I and the entire Feng clan will stand behind you without hesitation, even if I die, I will not leave you!" ”

Hearing this, Fu Feng's heart softened, and then he hugged Feng Ge tightly, "Thank you, Ge'er." ”

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