Chapter 320: Nine-Foot Feathers!

All of a sudden, Zixia Guan and the Ghost Blood Sect were pitting each other, and a big battle was about to break out!

And once the two sides fight together, it will inevitably cause a series of irreparable situations, and even both sides will lose both, and Dongfang He and Xiao Tiezhen will definitely not retreat.

At this moment, whether it is Dongfang Crane or Xiao Tiezhen, they are extremely clear in their hearts, what does it mean once the war starts?

However, no matter what, Dongfang Crane will not give up the bottom line, and no matter what Zeng Lichuan does, Ning Chen can't be fine, not only because Ning Chen is his beloved apprentice, but more importantly, Ning Chen is now the only monk in the Lingqiu Kingdom who has mastered the single spirit fire talisman.

Seeing that Xiao Tiezhen and the disciples of the Ghost Blood Sect did not dare to act rashly, Dongfang Crane shook the crane feather fan in his hand gently, and Ning Chen, who was standing on the ground and was shaky, only felt that his body was light, and the whole person floated up and headed towards Dongfang He.

"Want to go?"

Xiao Tiezhen saw this, and with a wave of his hand, the black ring rose again, and went straight to Ning Chen, who was floating in the sky!

"Bastard!"

Seeing the black ring attacking Ning Chen again, Dongfang Crane's eyes widened, and a fierce light finally appeared on his solemn face, and then his fingertips suddenly moved, a nine-foot feather, and the whole feather was red, like a long sword.

With the appearance of this red feather, a momentum full of endless coercion was instantly emanated, and the entire sky was reflected in a crimson color, like a dazzling sunset!

"This ......"

At the moment when this phoenix feather sword appeared, Xiao Tiezhen's expression changed suddenly: "Could this be the god phoenix feather?"

Legend has it that thousands of years ago, a divine bird, the phoenix, passed by the Eastern Regions when it turned into a god, and dropped a piece of god spirit feathers, so that the vision of the Eastern Regions was born!

But all along, in people's ears, it was just a legend, but today I can't imagine that it is true!

Thundered!

Between the lightning and flint, as the phoenix feather long sword collided with the black ring, a deafening sound resounded through the sky, and the earth was already full of devastation, and it cracked one after another, forming a deep chasm.

Click!

At the same time, looking at the previous imposing change, under the bombardment of the phoenix feather long sword, several cracks had formed, and they were finally shot into the sky.

Such a scene came into the eyes of Xiao Tiezhen and even all the disciples of the Ghost Blood Sect, and everyone was almost in unison, and their eyes grew slightly.

Although they had heard before that in this Lingqiu country, in addition to the lord of the country, Shangguan Chenfeng, the strongest person was this Dongfang Crane, and it was also the most likely to become the second monk of the Lingqiu country, but they never expected that it would be so strong.

This is the legendary phoenix feather long sword, which is even more terrifying.

"How is it? are you still fighting?" Dongfang Crane withdrew the phoenix feather long sword, and then withdrew the phoenix feather long sword little by little, and said coldly.

On the other hand, Xiao Tiezhen looked at the black ring that was bounced away, and then looked at the phoenix feather long sword in Dongfang He's hand, and the whole person obviously had a trace of scruples.

Although in terms of cultivation, he is on par with Dongfang Crane, but due to the existence of the Phoenix Feather Long Sword, it is almost impossible for him to shake Dongfang Crane.

Seeing Dongfang Crane put Ning Chen, who was seriously injured, on the crane's back little by little, Xiao Tiezhen squinted his eyes slightly, but he didn't act rashly, but raised his hand and put Zeng Lichuan on the black cloud, although Zeng Lichuan was scarred by Ning Chen, he still had a breath.

Ning Chen, who was lying on the back of the crane, watched Zeng Lichuan being placed in the black clouds, holding the hands of the Ning family's terrifying evil halberd and the dragon's spine sickle, clenched tightly, and his face was full of unwillingness!

Looking at Xiao Tiezhen who was proud of the clouds, Ning Chen's face was full of monstrous hatred.

"Ghost Blood Sect...... Beihai Kingdom ......" Ning Chen's tone trembled, muttering to himself, although his voice was weak, it was full of endless hatred: "As long as I Ning Chen does not die for a day, Beihai Country and the Ghost Blood Sect will never have a peaceful day......"

Dongfang Crane could naturally hear Ning Chen's low groan, and his expression did not change in the slightest, he understood Ning Chen, the entire Ning family was destroyed like this, this kind of hatred was unforgettable.

However, seeing that Ning Chen was already safe, Dongfang Crane did not intend to stay too much in the territory of Beihai Kingdom, after all, as the master of the view, he still had to put state affairs first, and it was already the limit of what he could do to break into Beihai Country without authorization and forcibly save Ning Chen.

"The Lingqiu Kingdom and the Ghost Blood Sect want to come to the well and not violate the river water, but if the Ghost Blood Sect has bad intentions, then the Lingqiu Kingdom will never spare it, and hope that it will do it for itself. Dongfang Crane said again, then slowly turned around, and slowly retreated from the territory of Beihai Country with the disciples of Zixiaguan and Baiyemen.

Along the way, although there were countless soldiers of the Beihai Kingdom, when they saw the Oriental Crane, no one dared to stop them.

After several days, under the escort of Dongfang Crane, Ning Chen finally sent Ning Chen, who was seriously injured, back to the White Night Gate and sent it to the Holy Doctor Chu Xiong.

After a series of examinations by Holy Doctor Chu Xiong, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, although Ning Chen's injury was not light, fortunately, it did not hurt the root, and he could heal after a period of recuperation.

Ning Chen, who was lying in the medical ding, heard Chu Xiong's diagnosis, his heart was also slightly relaxed, although his heart was full of endless hatred for Zeng Lichuan, but now Ning Chen's expression has become calm.

Ghost Blood Sect, this name was also deeply imprinted in Ning Chen's mind.

Enduring the severe pain in his body, Ning Chen got up from the medical tripod little by little, and then walked towards his hut in the White Night Gate step by step.

Stepping into the hut, Ning Chen could clearly see that the one he had planted before had grown to more than three feet tall, and it was extraordinary.

However, Ning Chen at this moment had no intention of appreciating it, and now Ning Chen's top priority was to heal his injuries.

Activating the magic circle around the hut, Ning Chen quickly took out the small thousand hundred spirit map, and after melting more than a hundred spirit stones, Ning Chen's whole person stepped into the Fengdan Building of the small thousand hundred spirit map.

At this time, what Ning Chen needed was not to improve his cultivation, but to find the elixir to treat his injuries as much as possible.

Enduring the severe pain in his body, looking for it on the second floor of the Fengdan Building, Ning Chen finally spent 20,000 spirit stones to buy three healing pills, which were for repairing the body and cultivation, in addition, there was also a Protector Pill worth 10,000 spirit stones.

This elixir is a precious elixir that nourishes the body and cultivates.

Carefully putting these three pills into the storage ring, Ning Chen gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain on his body, and the disorder of the aura in his body, and headed towards the Tianyin Realm.

Then, Ning Chen sat cross-legged in front of the statue of the Tianyin Ancient God, swallowed one of the pills, and began to slowly mobilize the spiritual energy in his body, doing everything possible to make his cultivation the first to recover. (To be continued.) )