Wild boar

Chapter 638 Noble Boar Charge

Dawn is approaching.

clack clack...

The masonry under Feng Zhuyu's knees was cracked, and the huge ancient stone tablet on his back had completely appeared. Rusty and mottled chains hung from the stone tablet, and the chains were tied to the Tianjian Mountain at his feet...

"Hehehehe..." Feng Zhuyu smiled bitterly, he finally tasted the feeling of breaking the power.

Whatever is done to others will eventually be done to oneself.

Feng Zhuyu closed her eyes, and a trace of tears leaked out of the corners of her eyes.

"The world is so far apart from the human world, I can't bear the misery and chaos of the world."

"My feelings are passing away with the wind, and the mist is slowly surrounding the fairy mountain."

Feng Zhuyu murmured to himself.

Scenes from thousands of years ago came to mind.

After achieving Nascent Soul, Feng Zhuyu left Zhishang Palace and joined Tianjian Mountain.

Before Zhu Ting.

Feng Zhuyu saw the poems on the stone tablet, which had stood for a long time.

suddenly.

"Are you Feng Zhuyu?" A female voice came from behind.

Feng Zhuyu, who was in the Nascent Soul realm, turned around in shock and found a woman who was a head shorter than him standing behind him.

The woman was dressed in white, with her hair in a ponytail, and her eyes were huge and bright.

There was an indescribable naturalness about her, as if nothing in the world could restrain her.

The most important thing is that Feng Zhuyu cannot see through her cultivation level.

"That's right, junior." Feng Zhuyu said, cupping his fists.

"I, Mo Qing, am your master in Tianjian Mountain." The woman said with a smile.

"Master, please accept my obeisance." Feng Zhuyu saluted quickly.

"You don't need to salute. Do you know why I am called Mo Qing?"

"Ruthless?" Feng Zhuyu said in a guessing tone.

"Hahahaha... No! It's Mo Jiaoqing." After finishing speaking, Zhenjun Mo Qing showed a hearty smile.

After some exchange.

True Lord Mo Qing flew into the sea of ​​clouds.

A poem came out vaguely.

"Infatuation has existed in life since ancient times, and this love has nothing to do with the wind and the moon."

"But asking how deep a love is is not as good as asking how clear it is."

At this moment, Feng Zhuyu, who closed her eyes, could only think of the hearty smile and unrestrained style of True Lord Moqing.

Love the people of Dawn, love the common people and the earth.

No need to have deep feelings, just clear feelings.

The affection is deep and unclear, but it is just affection, and in the end it will only tire others and yourself.

It turns out that Master has already seen through everything...

Boom.

A huge explosion rang in my ears.

Feng Zhuyu opened her eyes and turned around to look.

The demon star pierced the sky and emitted a violent explosion in mid-air.

The bright demon stars cut across the sky and headed towards the depths of the night sky.

This is?

Someone actually intercepted Dijiang?
how can that be! ?
Is there any unknown power in this world that can stop Di Jiang?
Do not!
This is not an interception.

This is because Dijiang changed his flight trajectory on his own. He did not intend to fall to the ground...

He is going back.

Return to the upper realm.

It's Xue Mengyao...

That little girl, she succeeded.

Whoa, whoa, whoa...

The iron chains that bound Feng Zhuyu's body fell off on their own, and the stone tablet on his body also collapsed on its own.

Li Jian Zhenjun Feng Zhuyu stood up again, looking at the Dijiang Yao Xing who disappeared deep into the night sky and said nothing.

"what!"

Tianjian Mountain.

In the cave.

Zheng Wanting, who has white hair, has not even straightened his waist.

A huge stone tablet appeared again, and black mottled chains were flying all over the sky, entangling him once again.

The huge stone tablet pressed Zheng Wanting under the tablet. Zheng Wanting's eyes were full of despair. He was suppressed again by the huge stone tablet like an ant. No matter how hard he struggled, it was to no avail...

In the secret room of Tianjian Mountain.Demon King Zhu Zishan roared angrily.

"Ah!" Xue Mengyao also screamed heartbreakingly.

For the common people in the world, for the common people.

This is definitely the most noble moment in the history of Demon King Zhu Zishan.

thousands of miles away.

The sky above Jingkang City where humans flourish.

The flying sword pierced the sky and flew into the vast universe.

Dark night sky.

There is only one huge demon star.

The demon star remained motionless.

This is not because it is slow, but because when it reaches its extreme speed, things will inevitably reverse.

When the two are really close.

Just for a moment.

The violent explosion lit up the entire night sky, like daylight again.

Bang!
The demon king Zhu Zishan seems to have been hit hard.

Two streaks of nosebleed spurted out of the pig's nose.

In Xue Mengyao's blue pupils.

One head has four wings on its back and six legs on its feet.

It's Dijiang...

At this time, the ancient ancestral witch was thousands of miles away.

This is not because Di Jiang hurt his soul through the flying sword, but just because Xue Mengyao looked directly at Di Jiang through the flying sword.

How could Xue Mengyao, who had a weak soul, be able to look directly at the true immortal in the upper realm, even through his natal flying sword.

When the convulsions are over.

Xue Mengyao fell from the ceiling.

Demon King Zhu Zishan opened his arms and hugged her.

Check Xue Mengyao's situation carefully.

Almost all of her spiritual thoughts were destroyed, and her soul was severely damaged, but she did not die.

The ear wind Gu hung on her life and unexpectedly preserved a trace of her soul.

Soul nourishing spell.

The furry fingers touched Xue Mengyao's forehead, and a green light enveloped Xue Mengyao's body.

Xue Mengyao closed her eyes with a smile and fell into a sweet dream. Sleep is the best way to heal the soul.

The restrictions outside the secret room are opened layer by layer.

A fat and silly wild boar carried a woman out of the secret room.

At this time, Xue Mengyao was naturally fully dressed, and there was no trace of having used the Promise Seal.

There was a flash of light.

Lord Li Jian appeared as if teleporting.

"What happened?" Zhenjun Li Jian asked with a frown.

"Miss Mengyao, temporarily obtained the magic power of the middle stage of the golden elixir, and controlled the flying sword of her life to fly to the sky, but she didn't want to look directly at the Emperor River and damage her soul." Ye Boar said truthfully.

Lord Li Jian stretched out a finger and pressed it on Xue Mengyao's forehead.

Xue Mengyao suddenly opened her eyes, her pupils were filled with faint blue, and then Xue Mengyao began to tremble like chaff.

Master Li Jian quickly retracted his finger, not knowing what to do.

Exactly at this time.

The wild boar demon shook his body.

A dark green energy enveloped Xue Mengyao.

Under the nourishment of the soul-nurturing spell, Xue Mengyao stopped shaking, her chaotic breathing became steady, she closed her eyes again and fell into sleep.

"The soul is injured and there is no cure." Zhenjun Li Jian's face suddenly fell.

"It's not completely hopeless." The wild boar mouthed human words.

"You have a way?" Zhenjun Li Jian said with a surprised look on his face.

"I have to try, but I definitely won't be able to save him in a short time." The wild boar said after pondering for a moment.

"Okay! You come with me." Zhenjun Li Jian waved his sleeves.

With a roll of spiritual light, Demon King Zhu Zishan's soul-injured Xue Mengyao and Li Jian Zhenjun himself disappeared at the same time.

the next moment.

Two people and a pig appeared in a cave.

Under a huge stone monument, there was a haggard old man.

At this time, the old man was lifeless, with a look of despair on his face.

(End of this chapter)