Although Feng Wuchen was at the end of his strength at this moment, he had no problem dealing with a group of ants who were born in the Hedao realm.

As soon as he thought about it, he saw that several people in the sword field softened and lost consciousness at the same time. Only the leader was left, trembling with fear.

"No...don't kill me!"

"Don't worry! I won't kill you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Wuchen suddenly reached out his hand, and the man was so frightened that he suddenly closed his eyes.

However, after a long time, he did not feel the pain he imagined. He tentatively opened his eyes, only to see the white-haired young man playing with his Divine Eyes with a curious look on his face.

"What the hell is this?"

This so-called Eye of God is strange. ??

On the surface, it looks like it is completely separated from its host, more like a magical weapon.

But the strange thing is that there is an extremely close and ingenious connection between him and the host.

It is the source of power for these monks, just like their Dantian and spiritual veins!

"Have you ever seen this kind of thing?" Feng Wuchen asked the two people in Long Yuan.

After meeting, both of them gave a negative answer.

"I've never seen it before! And it's very strange... These people clearly have some cultivation, but the development of their spiritual veins and dantian is almost zero, and they haven't even formed a sea of ​​blood. In other words, all their cultivation,

It’s all concentrated in this crystal!”

Feng Wuchen did not expect that even the well-informed Jiuyou Sword Demon had never heard of this thing.

Moreover, instead of cultivating the spiritual veins and Dantian, cultivating the so-called Eyes of God, doesn’t that mean that this kind of cultivation method can be practiced even by useless people without Dantian and spiritual veins?

Although it is true that there are similar cultivation paths.

Even he and Yue Qingyin took such an unusual path.

But only they themselves know how hard it is!

There seemed to be no restrictions on the group of people in front of them. This cultivation method seemed more like it could be used by individuals.

"Since it is a source of power similar to spiritual veins and dantian, if I destroy it, wouldn't that person's cultivation be completely useless?"

As soon as this thought fell, Feng Wuchen's palms suddenly closed.

"Crack!"

Only a crisp sound was heard.

The Eye of God in his palm has been shattered into slag.

However, the strange thing was that after he crushed the Eye of God, the silver-armored soldier did not become an ordinary person as he imagined.

I saw a ray of light suddenly appearing in his heavenly spirit, and then, a complete pupil of God was actually reborn.

Feng Wuchen suddenly let go, only to see that the debris in his palm had turned into white powder, and scattered everywhere when the wind blew.

"That's interesting! A source of power that cannot be destroyed?"

Feng Wuchen was planning to further study the characteristics of the Eye of God.

Suddenly, the sky that was clear just a moment ago was filled with dark clouds. Lightning flashed one after another. Above the clouds, a purple figure could be vaguely seen.

Seeing that figure, the silver-armored soldier seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and quickly kowtowed and knelt down.

"God...Lord God! Save me...save me!"

Then I saw the figure on the dome getting closer and closer, holding a five-foot-long sword, and suddenly slashed it down. Purple thunder and the long sword converged. The next moment, purple sword light fell from the sky. That kind of power was unparalleled.

Call it destruction of heaven and earth!

"The realm of Yuanshen... is not good!"

The sword falls

The moment he came, Feng Wuchen realized that his strength at this moment had not been fully restored at all!

In a hurry, he kicked the soldier in front of him away, swung the Burning Sun Sword with his remaining strength, and faced him with one strike.

"Boom!"

This fight directly exhausted Feng Wuchen's remaining strength, and the remaining power made his internal organs seem to shift.

He knew in his heart that he could not fight for long.

Immediately shouted: "Jiuyou! Split the space!"

After receiving the order, he saw that in the dragon abyss, the Red Dust Sword Box became filled with demonic aura. As soon as the sword passed through, black flames filled the sky, a space crack suddenly appeared, and Feng Wuchen's body quickly disappeared into it.

Sensing that the enemy's aura disappeared, the figure in the sky dispersed the black clouds and thunder above. Through the sunlight, I saw a tall woman. The woman was holding a purple long knife. From head to toe, she had purple hair and purple hair.

Robe, purple socks... except for the skin that is as white as snow, the whole body is purple.

On her face, in those beautiful and stunning eyes, there is a kind of indifference that is not inferior to others. She is aloof and treats the common people as stupid dogs. She seems to be a high-altitude god.

After a long silence, she said coldly: "Has a new evil god appeared again? It's really troublesome..."

"..."

At this moment, in another corner of this world, somewhere in a dense forest, billowing black flames suddenly appeared, and the next moment, a crack in space appeared.

"Plop!"

There was a muffled sound, and a white-haired young man fell out of it and fell to the ground, unconscious.

Just after confronting the strong man who controlled the thunder, Feng Wuchen exhausted the last of his strength, so as soon as he landed, he felt a stinging pain in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and immediately his vision went dark and he lost consciousness.

but

I don’t know how long it took, but the rustling footsteps gradually came closer.

Then came the conversation of two women: "There seems to be someone in front of you?"

A voice was slightly surprised: "Why are there people in this place? Are they practitioners?"

A gentle female voice responded to her: "Probably not! I can't feel the power of the Eye of God from him, he must be an ordinary person! Well... he has breath and is still alive."

"How can ordinary people come to a place like this? Forget it...Miss, let's leave quickly, it will be bad if we get into trouble."

The gentle voice hesitated: "Leaving him here will lead to death. Instruct the servants to take him back."

Another voice felt helpless: "Miss! You are just too kind..."

"What does it matter? Anyway, the family is not short of such a small amount of rations. I happen to be short of a bodyguard, and he looks good, just right!"

"All right!"

"..."

When Feng Wuchen woke up, he was already lying on a tattered thatched bed.

Looking around, he saw that the place he was in was a dilapidated house, and decoction was being cooked on the stove.

After a while, a girl wearing a green dress and two braids walked in from the door, a little surprised: "Oh... you are already awake? The doctor said you will not wake up for at least three days.

!Uh...you drink this bowl of medicine first, stay here and don't move, I'll inform the lady! Hiss...how long has this medicine been boiled? What the doctor said is to simmer slowly over low heat, three bowls of water boil into one bowl of water

!Hmm... It should be about the same, tsk! This is good Chinese medicine, come on, drink it..."
Chapter completed!