Doomsday Shura: I have an ancestor-level killing recovery system

The second Chengfeng, this is the first time Chen Fan has learned the original name of the remnant soul, which reminds him of one of his deadly rivals, Jian Wuyou.These two surnames are very special. It doesn't take much thinking to know that they have a detached status in the Sword City, and they are definitely not cats or dogs.

"Since it is of such great benefit to you, why don't you try to confuse me? Although it is a certainty that I will go to Jiejian Cliff to save people..."

Chen Fan's curiosity arose, and he felt that it was necessary to learn some secrets from Er Chengfeng.Faintly, he felt that if he took a second ride, he might solve some problems at a critical moment.

"Because I don't want to ruin my hope of resurrection, and I don't want you to have a grudge against me because of this incident. I want to know one thing, do you have any entanglement and hatred with Jianzhi?"

Second Chengfeng let go completely, after experiencing so many things, he found that Chen Fan's mind was extremely mature.And he also vaguely felt that when Chen Fan heard him say that he was from the Sword City for the first time, his mood obviously changed a lot.

"Smart, I suddenly felt that it might not be a mistake to bring you back to life. I do have a grudge against a guy from the Sword City, and his name is Jian Wuyou..."

Chen Fan nodded noncommittally, he thought this Second Chengfeng was very interesting.With a thought, he roughly talked about his quarrel with Jian Wuyou, and there was nothing deliberately hidden.

"Jian Wuyou, what an ignorant conspirator. The city of Jian has risen in the twilight, and it seems that the time of destruction is just around the corner. I'm afraid you don't know that the Jian Wuyou you speak of is just a Yang god, that is, A clone..."

The words of the second Chengfeng were almost squeezed out between the teeth. If they were standing face to face, Chen Fan felt that this guy's seven orifices were breathing fire.And what he didn't expect was that Second Chengfeng actually said that Jian Wuyou was a clone.

"I'm afraid you have been here for at least thousands of years. The Jian Wuyou I saw was just a young man. It stands to reason that you shouldn't have crossed paths. Besides, how can you be sure that he is a clone?"

After being silent for a while, Chen Fan couldn't help but shook his head, he always felt that what Second Chengfeng said was a bit unreliable.

"The speed of time in Shura Sword Prison is different from that of the heavens and worlds. In terms of the time of the heavens, it has been 500 years since I fell here. But the Jian Wuyou you saw should be my The younger brother is also my sword slave and the Yang God of Jian Wuchen. After so many years, he should be a saint. He chose the most terrifying three corpses to testify. If you have any grudges with Jian Wuyou, then you and him It's life and death."

Second Chengfeng knew that Chen Fan would doubt it, and he didn't expect Chen Fan to believe it immediately.However, through Chen Fan's words, he can already be sure that Jian Wuyou is his original sword slave, Jian Wuchen.

"A life-and-death enmity? Are you really sure that Jian Wuyou is the transformation of your former sword-bearer, Jian Wuchen's Yang God?" Chen Fan's heart was shocked. It's terrifying for a sword-bearer to have such an achievement.And listening to the second Chengfeng's tone, it seems that there are other secrets.

"Half of where I am today is due to Jian Wuchen. I know my sword slave very well. His body is weak, but he is born with a sword bone that reaches the sky. He has been by my side for only a hundred years, and he will be my sword slave." He has raised the low-grade holy sword to the middle-grade immortal sword. Under my deliberate guidance, his cultivation base has also improved rapidly, and within a hundred years he will become a monk of the eighth level of immortality. It is a pity that his congenital body is too weak. If you continue to practice, you will explode and die. One day, he heard the legend of the Shura Sword Prison and kept bewitching me."

Second Chengfeng's tone was gloomy, and he told Chen Fan about his past grievances with Jian Wuchen in an unhurried manner.And Chen Fan didn't interrupt, and listened carefully to what he said.Soon, he had a clear understanding of the ins and outs of the whole thing.

"It turns out that your cultivation in the way of the sword must have been extraordinary in the past, but I was negligent. In this way, you fell in the Death God's Cave on Jiejian Cliff, but Jian Wuchen got a chance."

"That's right. When I arrived at Jiejianya, I climbed the 99th level within three months, and stepped into the Death Cave at the 238th level. I encountered an unknown situation. But I never thought that my sword slave, Jian Wuchen, would let me go. In the face of death, I got a chance by using me as a shield"

Speaking of this, Er Chengfeng laughed miserably, revealing an indescribable bitterness and unwillingness.But when Chen Fan felt sorry for the second Chengfeng, he was shocked suddenly, and he grasped an important point.

"Entered Death Cave at 238? Are you sure?" Chen Fan couldn't believe it. He found that what Second Chengfeng said seemed to be somewhat different from what Hou Qing and Ming Ruoshui said.

"You didn't hear me wrong, and I didn't say it wrong. In fact, most of the gods' death caves are based on rumors. The three sword gods fell on the last stage of understanding the sword cliff, and then there was a death cave. But the death cave is not fixed. which one of the weights, but once the hundred weights have passed, it may appear."

The so-called words are not shocking and endless, what Second Chengfeng said made Chen Fan's heart tremble.However, he breathed a sigh of relief in the next second.To be honest, he had no idea about going to Jiejianya.Compared with the fallen sword god, his cultivation level is not just as simple as a hundred and eight thousand miles.

The reason why he insisted on going was that Chen Fan also made the worst plan, that is, his body would wither, and Xiaoqianzi and Zhuhuang could keep a trace of his remnant soul.If he was even more unlucky, he would have figured it out, and it would be nothing but ashes.But if he is lucky enough to survive and obtain the Myriad Soul Yang God Fruit, then his strength will have a substantial breakthrough.The rhetoric of becoming a fairy within a hundred years will become a reality.

"So that's how it is, Second Chengfeng, are you willing to help me?"