Peerless Martial Soul

This time, Chen Feng planned to leave.

"Oh, I just came back yesterday, and I am leaving today?" Xuanyuan Ruolan raised her brows as she looked at Chen Feng, feeling a little bit sad.

Chen Feng sighed softly and said, "Mother, I really don't have much time to waste here."

"I have to rush back to the Purple Fire Marsh as soon as possible to break the third ring clue."

"At the same time, I will practice on the way to improve my own strength. If my current strength rushes to the Southern Wilderness, it is still somewhat insufficient."

"I think when I break through and enter the Seven-Star Martial Emperor, when I fully understand the Royal Blade True Spirit Art, and at the same time, after breaking the third ring clue, I should have some confidence in going south."

Xuanyuan Ruolan nodded slowly, looking at Chen Feng, a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes.

She whispered: "Feng'er, it's the incompetence of your mother, which made you suffer so much and suffer so many sins."

Chen Feng smiled and said, "Mother, what did you say?"

With a bold look on his face, he said, "I am happy for this kind of training."

"If I hadn't had the many disciplines from Qian Yuanzong's beginning, how could I stand here? How could I have this achievement?"

Xuanyuan Ruolan looked at him with a touch of relief in her eyes.

Then, she whispered: "Feng'er, this time you leave, I won't say much, just say one more thing to you, don't practice those martial arts and exercises that consume your vitality."

"Unless you are going to die if you don't practice, don't practice this kind of martial arts and techniques as long as there is a ray of life."

"Even if they are extremely powerful, do you hear it?"

Chen Feng was taken aback, and said, "I probably know a little bit in my heart, but I don't know it so clearly. Please mother to say it more clearly."

Xuanyuan Ruolan nodded and said, "After entering the Martial Emperor Realm, the life span will be greatly increased."

"However, no one will practice martial arts that consume life force, and no one will consume life force in exchange for something."

"Do you know why?"

Chen Feng shook his head and said, "My boy doesn't know."

"Because after entering the Martial Emperor Realm, it is almost the same body as the whole world, and every move is almost closely related to this world."

"Your life span, to some extent, is no longer yours, but a gift from heaven."

"This thing cannot be changed if it is fixed, it cannot be increased by one year, nor can it be decreased by one year."

"You can live so long!"

Hearing these words, Chen Feng's heart suddenly surged with terror.

Emperor Wu's scene seemed beautiful, but in reality, it was like a prisoner in a cage.

Moreover, life span is not in your own hands.

He immediately asked: "So what if you want to increase it?"

"If you want to increase, improve your strength."

"How many levels have been added, how many years have been upgraded, that's it."

"And if you exchange your vitality for something else, no one will make up for it."

"No one can make up for you, you can only watch your own life become less bit by bit!"

Chen Feng's whole body was stretched.

Xuanyuan Ruolan's eyes were awe-inspiring, and what he said was cruel, and Chen Feng also felt the extremely coldness from it.

He knew what his mother meant.

He took a long sigh and said softly, "Don't worry, mother, I understand."

"In the future. I won't trade my life force for anything."

Xuanyuan Ruolan nodded, her face full of satisfaction.

And Chen Feng quietly added a sentence in his heart: "If that thing is worth it, I will also change it, for example, the life of my relatives!"

Then, Chen Feng said goodbye to his mother, took Ji Caixuan, Chen Fengziyuan and Zihuo Zhenling, left here again, and embarked on the journey again.

And just not long after Chen Feng left Chaoge Tianzi City, a figure hurried in in a dark alley beside that square.

It is Sha Junfeng.

He excitedly said to Si Yangcheng who was waiting there: "Chen Feng is gone, he has left Chaoge Tianzi City."

"Okay!" Si Yangcheng laughed and said with applause: "Then, let's lay a net on his path, let him throw himself into the net and walk into that dead end by himself!"

Chen Feng turned into a golden-winged roc, flying extremely fast in the direction of the Purple Fire Marsh.

But what surprised him was that the Purple Fire True Spirit beside him, wrapped in a black cloak, could even keep up.

The more Chen Feng gets along with him, the more he feels that this guy is really unfathomable, and he doesn't know how many secrets he has yet to unearth.

Chen Feng shifted his gaze to Chen Ziyuan next to him.

At this moment Chen Ziyuan was lying in his arms, closed her eyes, as if she was asleep.

It was like a metal casting, with a stiff face, but it was a piece of security, with a slight smile.

It's like dreaming of something particularly happy.

Seeing her expression, Chen Feng's heart seemed to become soft.

He sighed gently, and asked his mother about Chen Ziyuan's situation after he returned.

But his mother was helpless, even though Chen Fengdang was a little desperate.

Because, if you don't know the mother's cultivation base or the mother's knowledge, then there are probably not many that can be known.

But this desperate mood only appeared for a moment, and Chen Feng soon returned to normal.

He told himself in his heart that he would help Chen Ziyuan find a way to recover anyway.

Soon, Chen Feng flew in the air for a whole day, flying out for millions of miles.

And when Chen Feng was operating Jinpeng Zongxue Jue in the air, he had no way to practice the Royal Blade True Spirit Jue.

So, in the evening, Chen Feng stopped, found a rather remote floating mountain, and rested there for a night.

In the early morning of the next day, Chen Feng opened his eyes and looked at the rising sun in the distance, with a smile on his mouth.

He stood up slowly, his whole bones burst and crackled.

Then, he opened his mouth and let out a turbid breath.

He turned around, his eyes contemplating for a long while, seeming to be thinking of something, his eyes are a little out of focus.

Then, he stretched out his right hand, and a sword aura suddenly cut out, directly cutting off the floating mountain by a half.

The little and a half that fell, about a hundred meters long, looked like a huge and deformed blade.

Then, Chen Feng pushed with both hands, and a force immediately took control of this thing.

With one swipe, it hovered over a hundred meters above Chen Feng's head.

Then, Chen Feng kept making handprints one after another with both hands in front of him.

These handprints, one by one, are mysterious and inexplicable, with powerful power.