Chapter 2638

Why the patriarch disappeared and where he went has always been a mystery in Fengyun sword sect. Until today, they know that Fengzhen mountain has not left Fengyun sword sect, but has been hiding in the back mountain of Kuxin cliff, trying to repair the boundary of space. And this restoration is a long period of more than 9000 years, nearly 10000 years.

"Ha!" When everyone was secretly surprised, there was a crack on the border. Although the crack was so subtle that it could hardly be heard, it was clearly heard by Gu Fenghua and others.

Their heart, also a fierce sink. Although the boundary is incomparable, the boundary at the entrance is much stronger. It is not easy to break it completely, but once it is broken, the consequences are unimaginable. It's tens of thousands of heaven swallowing crocodiles. If they were allowed to rush into Wuji holy heaven, they would not know how many people died, were displaced, or even how many clans would fall apart.

"Let's go. Don't say anything more. The faster you go, the better. The farther you go, the better." Feng Shuan's hand became more and more heavy.

The power of the holy source burns, and the Streamers appear outside his body, such as the flame, but his face becomes older.

Fortunately, as his fingerprints continue to play, the border seems to become a little more stable.

"In this, there are the martial arts and swordsmanship handed down from generation to generation by Fengyun sword sect, and my lifelong cultivation experience. I was in such a hurry that I didn't expect it to be so serious. If I didn't have time to pass it down, I was afraid that the sect would never recover. You can take it now. Maybe there will be a day to rebuild the clan in the future. " Feng Zhenshan was a little relieved. He continued to print his fingerprints with his right hand, took out a storage bracelet with his left hand, and handed it to Chen Wanqiao with a look of shame.

"Master Shizu, let's leave together." Chen Wanqiao said with red eyes.

At the beginning, Feng Zhenshan's strange disappearance caused the strength of Fengyun Jianzong to drop sharply. Although no one dared to complain on the surface, but secretly, there were complaints. Even Chen Wanqiao himself, sometimes can't help but secretly complain about a few. But until now, he finally knew that the Lord's disappearance was entirely for the safety of the clan. If it had not been for his continuous repair of the border for nearly ten thousand years, Fengyun Jianzong would have been destroyed.

This is nearly ten thousand years. Chen Wanqiao can't even imagine how he survived. How can he have the heart to find someone and leave him to escape alone.

"If I can go, why wait until today?" Feng said with a bitter sigh.

As soon as the words fell, a deafening roar came. The animal is getting closer and closer to the border. With people's eyes, through the border, you can even vaguely see its fierce fangs and sharp teeth. You can only see that it waves its claw in the distance. In the middle of the air, it condenses an invisible claw shadow and falls on the border.

"Zi" in the border came a sharp scream, the whole border, are a violent tremor, everyone's heart, also followed by a violent tremor.

Look carefully, a few small cracks appear on the border, quietly spread away.

"Let's go. If it wasn't for this fierce beast, I might have been able to sustain for a thousand years. But now, the border may break at any time, and I can't delay for a moment." Feng's face changed dramatically. His left hand took out a holy pill from an old jade bottle and fed it to his mouth. Then he tried his best to print his fingerprints again.

Danli flow, his eyes shine, and restored a bit of look. It seems that he can hold on to the present by relying on these holy elixirs. However, there are few holy elixirs left in the bottle. How long can he hold on?