May no matter how, he probably try, is becomes is the defeat, in this at one fell swoop.
Chu Feng stretched out own palm tremblingly, grasps to that god bamboo slip.
When Chu Feng stretches out the palm at that moment, Jin Hezhen Immortal and mood of cotton garment old monk, changes is anxious.
They are also afraid Chu Feng to be defeated, such one, did not have what means.
……
„Became.”
This time, Chu Feng is easy, that god bamboo slip grasping in hand.
„Look, Chu Feng he has achieved, has succeeded, sealed the god bamboo slip is our.”
At this moment, even if Jin Hezhen Immortal, this and others thing, cannot bear shout wildly.
After all, that is treasure in legend, that seals the god bamboo slip.
……
Attains the god bamboo slip, Chu Feng is also wild with joy, he has not gone down following the mountain peak, but is rises with a spring from the summit of mountain peak directly, jumped down.
Loses has repaired for him, straight falling naturally, finally falling maliciously above surface.
But Chu Feng quickly then crawled, his frail flesh and blood already did not have, the remaining skeletons are actually firm incomparable.
This impact, how is unable him.
Most will take to Chu Feng that type to fall very much, but below aching feeling, is including mountain of sword the pain of shearing meat, including sea of fire the pain of burning down, Chu Feng in abundance boiled, how also to care about this pain.
„The willpower of this boy, is really above the imagination.” Is seeing with own eyes Chu Feng, then crawls to set out quickly, tows body that is creakying, jubilant turns back to the direction that oneself are, Jin Hezhen Immortal cannot bear sigh with emotion.
„Indeed, did not have to cultivate is, even if his skeleton cannot, the soul not extinguish, but that ache was actually unendurable.”
„This is also he, otherwise trades to be the average man, feared that already was because of the spirit break, but relationship of form and spirit Ju Mie.” The cotton garment old monk is also acclaims again and again.
Is Cultivator, common skin flesh wound, regarding them, is similar to flexure itchy general, only if the special attack method, otherwise they will not feel the pain.
Reason that so, that is because they have formidable cultivation are the support, has that to cultivate for, then has promoted their all, has included the resistance painful ability.
But Chu Feng he, cultivation after by bound, he lost to cultivation through these many years is, but strength that traded.
He is similar to the ordinary people are same, it realizes these pain, that is not the average person can achieve.
Reason that cotton garment old monk Jin Hezhen Immortal so acclaimed, that was because they thought that if traded to do is they, like Chu Feng, feared that could not achieve.
Finally, Chu Feng passed through Formation, the hand has grasped the god bamboo slip, returned to the Jin Hezhen Immortal near.
Jin Hezhen Immortal, hurrying half step welcomed, shameless above is hanging not only excited, and guilty look.
Although Chu Feng has succeeded, is Chu Feng at this moment, is wounded seriously heavily.
Is coming out that World Spiritist Jin Hezhen Immortal can look, so long as Chu Feng restores to cultivate is, the mortal body can restore immediately, the skin flesh wound at is not anything.
But, receives that painful suffering because of long time, the Chu Feng spirit is attacked enormously, this spiritual wound, is very difficult to repair.
Said in brief, although Chu Feng has succeeded, but he indeed has actually paid enormous everybody.
„Senior, I achieved.” During the Chu Feng speeches, then opens palm, that god bamboo slip, showed in the Jin Hezhen Immortal front.
„Jie Jie Jie.”
However, at this moment, the strange laughter, resounds in the ear of Chu Feng together suddenly.
Hears this sound, Chu Feng immediately in the heart one tight, because of that sound, is not the Jin Hezhen Immortal sound.
What is most important, when that sound conveys at the same time, a constriction beyond description, is following.