Chapter 3792

The end of death is a strange valley.

This canyon is very special and strange. There is no smoke in a hundred miles of wilderness. There is not even a monster. It is quiet and terrible here. There is even a feeling of extreme depression.

Buzz!

If a strong man comes here, he will surely find that there are layers of invisible halos at the entrance of the canyon. This place is completely blocked. According to the power emitted by the halo, it can be preliminarily judged that even the invincible sage is difficult to break it.

In the valley, there was death. At a glance, there was no life at all. Two figures fell to the ground and fell into a coma. They were lengxian and Fang Chen.

The fierce battle between lengxian and the dark shadow caused a great shock. Finally, with the help of Fang Chen's rosefinch blood, lengxian defeated it and finally escaped here. However, because of this, lengxian was very heavy and fell into a coma. As for Fang Chen, it was because the rosefinch blood consumption was too large to support.

WOW!

The stream flows, and the stillness spreads in the silent canyon. Even in the stream, you can see the movement of stillness.

Normally, such a strong breath is enough to corrode the body of the strong man in the five elements holy land. However, there is a faint halo around lengxian, and the breath cannot be approached.

As for Fang Chen, he was also sheltered by the faint halo emanating from lengxian.

Don't know how long passed, Fang Chen woke up, the pain spread all over his body, his fingers moved, slowly opened his eyes, and then issued a sad cry.

He had a splitting headache. There was a crack on the yuan Shen. His internal strength was consumed. He had no strength all over his body and could not lift his hands.

"Where am I?"

Fang Chen recalled what happened before he was unconscious. Lengxian was fighting with the dark shadow. He urged the rosefinch's blood to help lengxian. Later, he fell into a coma and didn't remember anything.

"Where is Leng Xian?"

Fang Chen wanted to turn around, but found that his body could not move.

He felt a strong sense of death, and his heart was full of vigilance. But when he thought carefully, if he was really in danger, he would have died long ago. He thought it would be safe to come here for the time being.

Whoo!

Thinking of this, Fang Chen breathed a sigh of relief, slowly adjusted his body, and the perfect blood permeated his whole body to help him recover his strength.

At this time, a silver bell like sound came from my ears.

Don't think about it. This is lengxian's voice. It's a pity that Fang Chen can't look back and can't see lengxian.

"Are you all right?" Leng Xian asked, and a strange look appeared on his cold and proud cheek. If Fang Chen hadn't done it, maybe he would have been planted in the forest over there.

At the moment, lengxian's eyes looking at Fang Chen became quite dignified.

"I'm fine. Where is this?" Fang Chen asked.

"This is my territory. There are strong seals around. No one can break them. It's absolutely safe." Leng Xian said, "you need to rest because you use up your blood power."

After that, lengxian fell into silence.

She sat cross legged and began to heal. Soon her complexion became ruddy. The injury was basically no big deal. She looked at Fang Chen again, pondered for a moment, and said, "thank you."

"I should thank you." Fang Chen said with a grin that if it weren't for lengxian, he might have died because he understood the origin of wood.

The appearance of lengxian prevented him from making a big mistake.

Leng Xian shook her head and didn't want to pester the topic. She changed the topic and said, "if I'm not mistaken, your previous state has reached the level of nine saints, but it has fallen because of heavy damage."

"Not bad."

Fang Chen tells lengxian what happened in the territory of the ghost kingdom.

After hearing this, the latter nodded calmly. Fang Chen felt that lengxian seemed to know the details of the master of the ghost mansion.

"You'd better not go to the ghost territory in the future. That area is very strange." Leng Xian said, "it's very difficult for you to compete for ghost weapons unless you can step into the extreme Saint level."

In the course of death, many ethnic groups are staring at ghost weapons.

As long as there is any trouble with the ghost tools, they can't hide it from them. As a human warrior, his realm has fallen to the level of Saint King, how can he compete with those ancient ethnic groups?

"Elder, what is the relationship between the primitive ethnic group and the Supreme Master of Fu Jian?" Fang Chen asked, this is what he most wanted to know.

The world shaking demon asked him to come to the end of death to find the ghost tools, and then take them back to the Dragon killing cave. The Tianlong supreme asked him to help Princess Huang and bring the ghost tools back to the primitive group.

He knew very well that the ghost device must involve a lot and may affect the fate of the chaos world.

However, what puzzled him most was what role primitive groups played in the whole incident?

Why did Tianlong supreme ask Princess Huang to bring the ghost weapon back to the forbidden area of life?

Leng Xian was silent, her pretty face was flashing cold breath, she looked up at the void, her eyes were very dignified, and she seemed to recall some painful past events.

Feeling the oppressive breath in the void, Fang Chen dared not ask lengxian, for fear that the latter would kill him in a rage.

In this way, the canyon became silent again.

Half a month later, Fang Chen's strength finally recovered. There was perfect blood penetration. His injury was basically healed. His face was radiant. He stood up from the ground and turned to look behind him.

A peerless face, printed into the eyes, Fang Chen instantly dull.

Buzz!

At this moment, he felt the extreme cold breath and drilled into his mind. The next moment, his body trembled, he quickly took back his eyes, took a few steps back, and trembled with fear.

"Senior."

Fang Chen shouted, "I have no intention of offending you."

Buzz!

Lengxian astringed his breath and looked at Fang Chen coldly. The latter suddenly felt the pressure on him had suddenly decreased and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"From today on, you will stay in this canyon, and I will exercise your Yuanshen with my own hands." Lengxian suddenly said.

"Temper the yuan Shen?"

Fang Chen was stunned. His yuan Shen had already reached the realm of infantilization. Basically, he had reached the extreme. How to temper him?

But the next moment, he understood.

Ah!

The sad cry came from Fang Chen's mouth. He held his head in his hands and was in pain.

At the moment, lengxian's body was constantly releasing the extremely cold breath, the void was almost frozen, and Fang Chen's body was covered with silver frost.

"If you want to save the chaotic world, you must be detached. If the yuan God can't condense the Tao, how can you talk about detachment?"

The voice of the cold fairy echoed over the canyon.

Obviously, lengxian is also helping Fang Chen. The latter shoulders the heavy responsibility. The fate of all living beings in the chaotic world is in his hands. For a moment, she seems to see the Supreme Master of Fu Jian in her youth.

In the depths of her eyes, a trace of tenderness flashed.

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