Nine Regions Sword Emperor

Chapter 249 Survival After the Catastrophe (Part [-]) (Please collect, reward and recommend)

This explosion was enough to blow up all the creatures in the entire sea area with a radius of a hundred miles. I don't know how much sea water was evaporated, and the waves it set off roared like a tsunami.

The power of the saint's self-destruction is enough to shake the world.

Not long after the explosion, a figure quickly returned to the place of the explosion, and this figure happened to be the ancient dragon tortoise.

He kept looking around, as if he was looking for something, and finally saw a body floating in the sea.

As soon as he moved, he hurriedly fell down, grabbed the body, and left directly.

Not long after the ancient dragon tortoise left, two figures also came here suddenly. These two figures came from breaking through the space, and they were terrifying existences that controlled the laws of space.

Two saints have come here.

These two saints are also constantly looking around, observing everything around them.

"That guy Chu Heng was forced to blow himself up. Who made the move? Although he can only be ranked at the bottom of the saints, there are only a few saints in the entire Wusheng Kingdom. No one would dare It is right to deal with him blatantly."

A holy man, with flickering eyes, seemed to be a little incomprehensible and said.

"It is impossible for the saints of our Wushen Academy to make a move, and it is impossible for those old guys from the four major sects and the royal family of the Wusheng Kingdom to make a move."

"Although it is possible for the saints of the four major sects to kill Chu Heng so blatantly, they don't have the guts to do it. Now, only those old guys in the black market are capable of doing all this."

Another saint opened his mouth to analyze.

It is not easy for a saint to be beheaded in this martial arts kingdom. After all, the realm of the saint Chu Heng is at the first level of the divine power realm, but he is indeed a saint.

In the entire Wusheng Kingdom, there are no more than twenty saints, and the one who can kill a Chu Heng must at least be a saint who has reached the seventh level of the divine power realm.

Once the scope is narrowed, there are very few people who can do this.

"Those old guys in the black market dare to take action against Chu Heng? Don't they want to reconcile?"

"Not necessarily, let's see what's going on first."

The moment the saint opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood spewed out immediately, and in front of him was a water mirror, condensed out.

The picture in the water mirror was the last moment when the sage Chu Heng blew himself up, but the water mirror shattered in an instant.

Among them, only a white-haired man appeared, and there were no other people left.

It is extremely difficult to calculate the saints, even if they are both saints, let alone calculate the things that have happened, and restore all of them, it is not easy in an instant.

"What a stranger, isn't he the saint of our Wusheng kingdom?"

The saint frowned when he saw the white-haired man.

There has never been a saint like this in the entire Wusheng Kingdom. It is no wonder that he suspects that such a strange person may not be from the Wusheng Kingdom.

After all, they all know the saints of Wusheng Kingdom.

"No, this white-haired man is not a saint, the power in him is demon power!"

Another saint, with a flash of eyes, recognized the identity of the ancient dragon tortoise.

"This should be a demon god. This sea area should be his territory. Chu Heng chased Chu Fengmian and entered this sea area. He should have broken into this demon god's territory and was killed by this demon god."

When he spoke, his tone was extremely sighing. No matter how they guessed, they would never have thought that the saint Chu Heng was beheaded by a demon god.

"Chu Fengmian probably died in the hands of that demon god, otherwise he would have been killed by Chu Heng's self-explosion. It's a pity that the countless wealth on his body, or the monument of abundance, has now fallen into the hands of that demon god. "

The saint sighed and said, they also want to get the countless wealth in Chu Fengmian, but now it seems that they can't get it.

They still can't afford to confront a demon god head-on.

"Let's go, but it's okay, Chu Fengmian's trouble has finally been resolved, so let's tell the academy about Chu Heng."

The two saints looked at each other, then moved together and left.

On the other side, the ancient dragon tortoise brought Chu Fengmian's body back to the cave on the deserted island.

Chu Fengmian's body was already bloody from the blast, and the injuries were so serious that even Zhan Longjue couldn't recover for a while.

The aura on Chu Fengmian's body has become extremely fragile, as if it might fall at any time.

"Under such an explosion, there is still breath. The young master really has a lot of luck, so I don't know if he can survive this time."

The ancient dragon tortoise looked at Chu Fengmian and sighed.

The injuries on Chu Fengmian's body can no longer be healed by external force. Whether he can survive and recover from the injuries, or just die like this, all depends on Chu Fengmian himself.

What the ancient dragon tortoise can do now is to guard the door and prevent others from disturbing Chu Fengmian, that's all.

Now Chu Fengmian has completely passed out, his mind is blank, the power of this explosion is too serious.

Even if Chu Fengmian has condensed his strength to the limit in an emergency, he is still blown to the brink of death. In the blurred flesh and blood on Chu Fengmian's body, the phantom of the ancient war dragon is still enough to be seen.

In this phantom, a total of no more than a hundred drops of ancient war dragon essence blood condensed out and turned into a miniature version of the ancient war dragon. In Chu Fengmian's body, there was a steady stream of blood. provide strength.

One day, two days, three days.

Chu Fengmian still didn't wake up, his mind was still blank, but his injuries seemed to be getting better a little bit.

This kind of drowsiness lasted for nearly three months, and it was not until three months later that Chu Fengmian fully recovered from his injuries.

The spiritual power breath on his body gradually calmed down, and his strength began to recover.

Finally, Chu Fengmian quietly opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was a cave.

Chu Fengmian turned his head and saw the ancient dragon tortoise beside him.

The ancient dragon tortoise also noticed Chu Fengmian's sobriety, and walked over at once.

"How long have I been asleep."

Chu Fengmian got up slowly and felt a tingling sensation. Although he didn't know how long he had been asleep, Chu Fengmian knew clearly that the time would never be short.

"The young master has been in a coma for three months."

Three months.

With Zhan Longjue's perverted recovery ability, usually a non-fatal injury is enough to recover in one day, but now Chu Fengmian has been in a coma for three months before finally waking up. It can be seen that Chu Fengmian How serious is Sleeping's injury?

　Today's first update, this plot was written very slowly, because I had to arrange the next plot, so I wrote it until now, very late.

　　Continue to write, I can write as much as I can write today, which makes everyone anxious.

　　
　
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