Chapter 637

Ling Qingchen was slightly surprised.

Four years ago

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

The only difference is that it happened about four years ago.

At that time, Gu Yun should be a member of the holy land. Ling Qingchen suddenly realized what Gu Yun was going to ask, "do you want to ask me about xuanraft?"

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

However, Gu Yun wants to know that he will say everything.

Gu Yun nodded and asked directly, "is Xuan raft really dead?"

Gu Yun could clearly feel that Si Qi's body was a little tight at this time. She stretched out her hand and gently held Si Qi's extremely cold hand. Both hands belonged to the kind of cover that was not hot, but they could bring great peace of mind to each other.

Ling Qingchen shook his head: "I'm not sure about this problem. The situation was very critical at that time. Originally, I should have died there."

He slowly talked about the catastrophe of the whole 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 the space crack was not simple, even extremely dangerous. If he was careless, he would die. Therefore, his original intention was to go by himself. If there was any accident, there was Ling Qingchen in the bright god sect.

He believes that with the strength of Ling Qingchen, he will be able to sit in the Guangming cult.

But Ling Qingchen refused his kindness. He had no intention of the position of Pope, and he knew the world of mortals far better than anyone.

So in the end, he led the Guangming Shinto and his party to the east continent to repair the space cracks with xuanraft.

He knew that this trip would not be easy. What he had never wanted to pay was such a painful price.

The real situation is far more serious than they thought.

Due to the collapse of space, the wind overflowing from the crack is very destructive. Those weathering made wind blades one after another and launched an attack immediately when they approached.

This kind of wind blade is far beyond the power of wind spirit. Even Xianxiu Da Neng could not escape when facing the sweeping wind blade. He stubbornly took the attack with his body, and blood gushed out immediately.

When they arrived, they had lost half of their people. The scream never stopped from the beginning, mixed with the roaring wind, scattered in this space.

Those who could not escape the wind blade were directly cut into pieces by countless wind blades, large and small, and even the bones were cut into pieces.

The pungent smell of blood filled the wings of the nose and lingered. The ground was covered with layers of corpses. The blood, like a river, meandered down to the unknown place.

Even Ling Qingchen, who is used to all kinds of slaughterhouses, can't help turning white. The man who boasted in front of him that he would become a famous hero after returning this time, only has one head buried in a pool of blood and his eyes wide open.

The chilly air climbed up Ling Qingchen's back. All this seemed like a nightmare, but the pain of the wind blade cutting his skin reminded him all the time that this was not a dream, and the killing was repeated in front of him.

At that time, he was just a soul cultivator. Even the immortal cultivation power could not hide from the wind blade. What's more, if it wasn't for the protection of xuanraft, he would have become a broken limb on the ground.