Supreme Divine Concubine

Chapter 637 0639: The Four-year Catastrophe (Eighth)

Ling Qingchen was slightly surprised.

four years ago……

He searched for the memories of four years ago in his mind. Four years ago, he had no intersection with Gu Yun. Before that, every day of his life was monotonous, doing the same thing day after day.

The only difference was that time about four years ago.

At that time, Guyun should be a member of Sanctuary, Ling Qingchen instantly understood what Guyun was going to ask, "Do you want to ask me about Xuanfa?"

His voice was very soft and slow. The memory of four years ago was not a good memory for him.

But if Guyun wants to know, he will know everything without saying anything.

Gu Yun nodded, and asked straight to the point: "Is Xuan Fa really dead?"

Gu Yun could clearly feel that Si Qi's body was a little tense at this moment, she stretched out her hand and gently held Si Qi's extremely cold hand, the hands of both of them belonged to the kind that can't be covered with heat, but can bring great love to each other. peace of mind.

Ling Qingchen shook his head: "I'm not sure about this question either, the situation was very critical at that time, originally, I should have died there too."

He slowly talked about the catastrophe that occurred in the entire Kyushu Continent four years ago, which changed the pattern of the Eastern Continent and pushed countless people into the abyss.

Qi Xiu had long predicted that repairing space cracks would not be easy, it could even be called extremely dangerous, and he would die if he was not careful, so his original intention was to go there by himself. Ling Qingchen.

He believed that with Ling Qingchen's strength, he would definitely be able to sit in the Guangming Sect.

But Ling Qingchen rejected his kindness, he had no intention of being the pope, and he knew the mortal world far better than anyone else.

So in the end, he led a group of Guangming God Sect to the Eastern Continent to repair the space crack with Xuan Fa.

He knew that this trip would not be easy, and he never expected to pay such a painful price.

The real situation is far more serious than they imagined.

Due to the cracks in the space, the wind overflowing from the cracks is extremely lethal, and those winds turned into wind blades one after another, and immediately launched an attack the moment they approached.

This kind of wind blade is far incomparable to the power of wind and spirit. Even if Xianxiu tried his best to avoid the wind blade that was coming, he still couldn't dodge it, and took the attack forcefully with his body. , blood spewed out immediately.

When they arrived, they had already lost half of their people, and the screams had never stopped since the beginning, mixed with the whistling wind, spreading in this space.

Those who failed to escape the wind blades were chopped into pieces by countless wind blades, big and small, and even their bones were chopped into pieces.

The pungent smell of blood filled the nostrils, lingering, and layers of corpses were laid on the ground, and the blood was like a river, winding down to an unknown place.

Even Ling Qingchen, who is used to seeing all kinds of killing fields, couldn't help turning pale. The man who was bragging in front of himself just now that he would definitely become a great hero after returning this time had only one head buried in a pool of blood , eyes wide open.

The cold air crawled up Ling Qingchen's back, all of this seemed like a nightmare, but the pain from the wind blade piercing the skin reminded him all the time that this was not a dream, and the killing was constantly replaying before his eyes.

At that time, he was just a soul cultivator, a wind blade that even immortal cultivators couldn't avoid, let alone him, if it wasn't for Xuan Fu's protection, he would have become a broken limb on the ground.

(End of this chapter)