Hall of Spirit Beasts.
Feng Wuchen told the story of the matter, and they knew that Feng Wuchen had been in the Heavenly Soul Continent for these years, and only then ascended to the heavens.
"Big Brother Long, are you too perverted? Less than two years after you ascended to the heavens, you broke through from the Profound Sky Realm to the late Heaven God Realm!" Man Feng's eyes widened in shock.
Such a terrifying speed of cultivation is beyond the reach.
Man Zhonglou smiled indifferently: "Hone again, it will be of great benefit to you."
"It turns out that the dragon patriarch exhausted the primordial spirit to allow you to regenerate. No wonder the dragon patriarch has not moved around these years. Compared with the dragon patriarch's current primordial spirit, it has not fully recovered." Man Zhan nodded.
"In the beginning I didn't believe it, but as my cultivation level improved and the mories of the previous life recovered, I believed that I was the young master of the Dragon God clan. Last ti I ca to the Tian Tomb, the mory has not fully regained. The mory seal of the spirit beast clan, this is not as soon as the mory is completely awakened, I am here." Feng Wuchen said bitterly, the words still carry a touch of sadness.
"Now that I regain my mory, I am also brave and courage to set foot on the spirit beasts. Whenever I think of the things in the past, I feel uncomfortable." Feng Wuchen continued.
"Long Zun is the only friend of our Spirit Beast Clan. We believe that you will never harm them. It has been so many years, and you should let it go. After all, it is not your fault, and our Spirit Beast Clan will not bla you. "The Great Elder comforted.
"Yes, Brother Long, don't think about the past. Wuer and others won't bla you. You weren't here for a long ti, and we were all worried about you." Man Feng nodded and added.
Man Zhan patted Feng Wuchen on the shoulder, jokingly said, "Dignified Dragon God Supre, when has it beco so fragile?"
Upon hearing this, Feng Wuchen smiled and shook his head slightly.
"Long Zun, Wu'er and their enemies are still waiting for you to repay." An elder said.
"Patriarch, elder, don't worry, I will repay this hatred." Feng Wuchen said firmly, such a big hatred, how can Feng Wuchen forget?
"Let's go, take you to see Wuer and Xiao Kuang, they are buried in Wuer Mountain." Man Zhan smiled.
"Wu'er Mountain?" Feng Wuchen was taken aback, but soon he was relieved. This is the mountain nad after Man Wuer.
Wuer Mountain is not far behind the realm of Spirit Beast Race.
Man Zhan and Man Feng walked without dust and brought good wine.
Six tombs were built in Wuer Mountain, which are the six Barbarian Wuer who died in the war.
They are the heroes of the Spirit Orcs!
"Wu'er, Xiao Kuang, are you okay lately? Look who ca to see you, Dragon Venerable is back, Dragon Venerable has been reborn, we will definitely give you revenge, you can rest in peace." Man Zhan smiled happily. .
Looking at the tombs of the six Man Witches, Feng Wuchen couldn't help feeling strong grief, and tears couldn't help falling down.
Especially looking at Man Wu'er's anger, Feng Wuchen felt a sharp pain in his heart.
The man does not flick when he has tears, but he is not sad.
"Witch, Xiao Kuang, I ca to see you." Feng Wuchen choked, and then poured a line of wine in front of the grave.
"Big Brother Long." Looking at Feng Wuchen's grief, Man Feng felt very uncomfortable.
"Long Zun, it's rare for us to get together again, let's have a toast together." Man Zhan smiled happily, seemingly happy, but the pain in his heart needn't be clean.
I think the nine of them laughed together, drank together, practiced together, and had a happy life.
But now only the three of them are left, together again, and only grief and longing.
"Witch, Xiao Kuang, I will toast you again." Feng Wuchen said, drank a glass of wine in one go.
In Feng Wuchen's mind, the joyful mories of that year are vivid.
"Fuck!" Man Zhan and Man Feng shouted.
"Witch, I'm sorry for you, I didn't protect you." Feng Wuchen said with grief in his heart. The more he thought about it, the more painful he beca. The heart-piercing pain made Feng Wuchen feel bound to death and uncomfortable.
Man Zhan patted Man Feng on the shoulder, motioning to let Feng Wuchen [Didaxs.info] be quiet.
Feng Wuchen stared at Man Wu'er's grave blankly. Apart from saying I'm sorry, Feng Wuchen didn't know what to say, because no matter how much he said, it was too late.
Feng Wuchen directly lifted the hip flask to fill the wine.
"Chief, will it be okay for Brother Long to drink like this?" Man Feng couldn't help but feel a little worried as Feng Wuchen was drinking crazy.
"Long Zun's mory just woke up, Wuer and Xiao Kuang and their deaths, for him, just like yesterday, let him vent his grief." Man Zhan frowned, this is why Man Zhan has no wind The reason for the dust.
The purpose is to let Feng Wuchen vent his anger and grief.
"However, this is also a huge motivation for Dragon Venerable. His cultivation level will definitely improve quickly. It will not take long before we can avenge Wuer and them." Man Zhan said, his fists clenched, His eyes were full of murderous aura.
The brutal witches and their enemies have never forgotten the spirit beast clan, but they have not yet waited for the best chance.
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Feng Wuchen's head was completely filled with pain and anger, and finally roared out of grief and anger, a heart-piercing roar, resounding through the territory of the spirit beast.
Anyone can hear the grief and anger from Feng Wuchen's roar.
"Hey..." Man Zhonglou sighed and shook his head.
"Patriarch, Brother Long will be fine, right?" One person asked worriedly.
"He's okay, don't worry." Man Zhonglou shook his head slightly.
"Wu'er's death has dealt a great blow to Longzun. In the past, he fought against Tianzun. If it hadn't been for this persistence, he wouldn't have fallen." The Great Elder sighed.
"Long Zun is already in the late stage of the Heavenly God Realm, and it is not far to break through the Heavenly Emperor. Go and fetch the Nine Colors of lting Blood Spirit Liquid to help Long Zun break through the Heavenly Emperor Realm." Man Zhong Lou Road.
"Patriarch, the Nine Color lting Blood Spirit Liquid is for your cultivation, and it was conceived in 300 years." A great emperor expert said quickly.
"It's okay." Man Zhonglou shook his head.
After Feng Wuchen vented his anger in Wu'er Mountain, he kept quietly looking at Man Wu'er's tombstone, losing his soul.
Feng Wuchen's look is three days.
Three days, a pile of wine jars on the ground, after drinking for three days, Feng Wuchen was drunk.
"I hope that after you wake up, you can put it down completely. Wu'er absolutely doesn't want to see you now." When he ca to Feng Wuchen, Man Zhan sighed.
"If they were still alive, that would be great." Man Feng whispered, and then returned to the territory of the Spirit Beast with the completely drunk Feng Wuchen.
When Feng Wuchen woke up with wine, he found himself in a large bath tub, which exuded nine-color brilliance, and very huge and pure energy spread.
Feng Wuchen's cultivation base is soaring at a terrifying speed.
"This is... the Nine Colors lting Blood Spirit Liquid!" Looking at the Nine Colors of Light Spirit Liquid, Feng Wuchen was shocked.
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