Fengyunlu

Fengchen's heart was trembling slightly, melting this power into his blood, flowing through his bones, making him feel a whisper of both sadness and comfort. This voice was Baiyu's firm obsession, he would rather wither himself in exchange for the love in his heart.

"Xiao Yu..." Feng Chen's heart was filled with longing for Bai Yu. His deep affection made him forget the crisis around him. His mind kept flashing with Bai Yu's smile, her bright eyes, and the emotional pain that once whispered softly in his ear in a trance.

"Brother Fengchen, Xiaoyu can't accompany you anymore. You have to live well for Xiaoyu and don't seek revenge..."

"don't want……"

"Don't think too much about Xiaoyu..."

……

Xiaoyu!!

pop~

A tear, a wound. The tears dripped in his heart, and the pain spread in his heart. The tears contained sorrow, and the pain contained deep affection, but at this moment, there was only endless sorrow in his heart.

Jiuyou, the enemy with murderous intentions! The flame of anger burned in the grief, and the flame burned fiercely in my heart. The unbearable pain, the inseparable longing, the helpless guilt, the deep self-blame, all the emotions finally turned into a killing intention to cut off everything!

kill! !

Fengchen's anger reached its peak, and he aroused a cold and ruthless murderous intent. The murderous intent and divine consciousness were born from his heart and moved by his spirit. With the flow of blood, it instantly spread throughout his body, condensed around, and filled every cell.

Uh~ah! !

Suddenly, most of the meridians that had been invaded by the Nine Nether Demonic Energy began to have subtle fluctuations. Not only did Mo Ran's pace towards the abyss of desire slow down, but even the originally inky black scene showed faint signs of turning around.

However, although Fengchen's murderous intent had been surging in his mind for a long time, it was just that. The ink stain in his blood was like a ripple that was stirred up, and after a brief fluctuation, it could no longer be blocked by him.

"Alas! I am too weak after all. It is also my fault that I have too many obstacles in my body and I was invaded by Jiuyou for most of it. Otherwise, with my Yuanshen body, just based on this point, Jiuyou would be unable to resist in my body, and it would have some effect."

Feng Chen examined himself and realized that although his divine thoughts just now had some effect, they were insignificant after all. He secretly regretted it and realized that only with the help of Bai Yu's Yunhuang bloodline could he resist the power of Tongtian Lu and resist Jiuyou.

"Little kid, it's useless. No matter how hard you try, you're just struggling. Why suffer in vain?"

Jiuyou also noticed Fengchen's change. The movement of his soul actually caused a slight ripple in his mind, and even shook the evil thoughts he had planted with the help of the Ghost Demon Chapter of Tongtian Talisman. This surprised him, but he firmly believed that no matter how damaged his soul was, it was impossible for an untrained boy to resist the power of the two volumes of Tongtian Talisman with just anger.

Although this young man has innate spiritual blessings and the protection of the blood of the Cloud Phoenix, he is only a young man after all. In the final analysis, he is just relying on some opportunities and some help. Once the remaining blood barrier of Bai Ximeng is broken, his evil thoughts will completely erode Fengchen's soul, and he cannot escape the fate of being devoured.

By then, with the help of the newly mastered Divine Pot, he would not only be able to get out of his current predicament, but also take away the Demon Flame Blade. As for the offspring of that girl...

Humph! ! He dared to plot against me. When I recover some strength and take that thing away again, I will make him suffer.

Jiuyou secretly made a plan in his mind, then turned back to his thoughts, probing Fengchen's movements and waiting for his next reaction. However, Fengchen still ignored him, not only did he not respond, but even his divine thoughts seemed to be blocked, which made Jiuyou feel despised and aroused more anger.

"Little kid, you are not qualified to play tricks on me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiuyou injected a stronger evil thought into Fengchen's blood, making the original black energy more dense and more contagious. He did this on the one hand to destroy Fengchen's arrogance, and on the other hand, he felt that if he delayed any further, there might be more variables.

Fengchen is the descendant of an old friend and bears a heavy responsibility. He may know some secret methods to restrain the powerful enemy Jiuyou. Jiuyou, this threat that follows him everywhere, knows that every time Fengchen sides with outsiders, it may lead to changes that change the situation. Therefore, Jiuyou believes that the most prudent strategy is to devour Fengchen as soon as possible to prevent future troubles.

However, Fengchen was not an easy character to deal with. He was well versed in the mysteries of psychological warfare. The more he faced the threat from Jiuyou, the more determined he was to maintain his position. Regardless of whether it was useful or not, he would never show weakness in his momentum. He firmly believed that even if he could not defeat Jiuyou directly, he could at least disturb his state of mind and make him unable to remain calm.

Jiuyou's judgment was not unreasonable. Fengchen's psychological warfare would be futile if there was no real action. Fengchen knew this very well. He decided to take action immediately and no longer wait for Jiuyou's counterattack. He concentrated his mind again. This time he did not directly fight against Jiuyou's evil thoughts, but directed it to his own five sages - heart, liver, spleen, stomach, and kidneys. These are the most important organs in the human body and the only places in his body that have not been infected by evil thoughts. These five sages, because they carry the last obsession of their mother, are protected by a trace of blood barrier, and Jiuyou cannot fully control them.

Feeling Bai Yu's obsession contained in the Five Sages, Feng Chen's mind resonated with it. The warm blood flowing in the veins, the three colors of gold, white and red shine together, revealing a deep affection and a sacred breath. Yi Ran is Bai Yu's obsession, Sheng Ran is the endless respect of the Yun Huang bloodline, and his gold, white and red blood, red is his body, gold and white are the protection of Yun Huang.

With a thought in his mind, Feng Chen called out to Bai Yu's obsession and Yun Huang's bloodline. The golden and white blood seemed to understand, flickering faintly, echoing back and forth, and the sadness and clear will contained in it were clearly visible. Feng Chen immediately sensed Bai Yu's response and the will of the Holy Ancestor, and he concentrated his mind again.

"Xiao Yu, Holy Ancestor, we are in an emergency situation now and need to borrow the power of your bloodline. I hope you can lend me a hand!" he prayed earnestly.

The divine thoughts were transmitted, and the golden and white blood began to flash frequently, and the meaning became more distinct. In a moment, the sadness turned into a firm determination, but the will that made the long cry never responded.

"This..." Feng Chen was confused, but did not give up. He knew that this was a race against time. He must awaken the power of Bai Yu and Shengzu as soon as possible to fight against Jiuyou together.

After a long time of thinking, he finally decided to sacrifice his blood, the liquid that contained the power of life, to the blood of gold and white in a sacred ceremony. He firmly believed that such an action would make his blood relationship with the Bai family closer, thus stimulating his deep sense of belonging and making him willing to step forward and contribute to the family's plight.

His divine consciousness was like an invisible bond, pulling his blood and blending it with the golden blood on the altar, like two rivers merging and stirring up ripples. At this moment, the sacred and majestic will seemed to be awakened, giving a true response to his call. He could feel that his blood seemed to be stained by dots of golden light during the ritual melting process. Those tiny lights flickered like stars in the darkness, dispelling the sense of alienation in his heart and making his connection with the Bai family closer.

Guided by Bai Yu's persistent belief, this power flowed in his blood, inspiring an ancient language that resounded through the sky. It was the holy language of the ancient Yunhuang Jiutian, like a long-sounding horn, announcing his determination. "Clang~~" This sound echoed in Fengchen Mansion, breaking his original decadence and powerlessness, and also awakening the fire of resistance deep in his heart.

"Old dog! You've been at large for too long. Now, it's time to get out and face the judgment of death!" His words were like thunder, striking Jiuyou directly, announcing that his battle of resistance was about to begin. At this moment, his figure stood tall in the shadow of Fengchen Mansion, like an unyielding statue, exuding endless courage and determination.

“No, I have to think of a way. Otherwise, whether we can regain our former glory will only become an unknown matter. Right now, my resistance is already showing signs of fatigue, and I’m afraid this short-lived persistence will soon collapse.” Feng Chen, this young warrior, although protected by Yun Huang’s sacred power, he is young after all, and his soul power is too weak to bring Yun Huang’s power to its full potential.

At this moment, the golden and white light flowing in his body was fiercely competing with the inky magic power. The two-color light seemed powerless in the confrontation, showing a declining trend, and there was no possibility of winning. After a moment, the only remaining glimmer of hope became precarious with the continuous invasion of the inky power and the loss of power in his blood.

"Little kid, do you have any countermeasures?" Jiuyou, this powerful enemy, spoke with a hint of sarcasm at this moment, but the confidence in his tone could not be concealed. He had already determined that victory was in sight.

Feng Chen had no time to respond, and he had no extra energy to argue with Jiu You. The endless evil thoughts rushed through his blood, like a flood, sweeping in all directions, condensing into a strong pressure that made it almost impossible for him to breathe. His mind was already exhausted, and he could barely maintain the blood barrier from being broken, which was already the limit. How could he have the energy to argue with Jiu You?

However, before he could speak, Jiuyou's sarcastic words rang out again: "Haha, it seems that you have nothing to say. Well, after all, you are just a child, I will give you another chance. As long as you withdraw your resistance now, I will return a trace of your true spirit to you. With the blessing of the innate spirit, you will naturally have a chance to reincarnate."

"Don't be impatient... I'll kill you later!!" Feng Chen inherited his personality from his parents. Although he has some rebelliousness of Bai Ximeng, he has more tenacity of Feng Wanlin. He is the kind of person who will go to the tiger mountain even though he knows there is a tiger in the mountain. The more you tell him not to do it, the more stubborn he will be. Just like now, he has been forced into a desperate situation by Jiuyou, but his words are still full of unyielding fighting spirit.

"You're just being stubborn." Jiuyou commented contemptuously, and then ignored him. In Jiuyou's opinion, Fengchen's ending was already determined, and since that was the case, he lost the fun of the challenge and he also lost interest.

However, Fengchen was filled with reluctance. He didn't believe that he could escape the catastrophe, but he had to end his life here without even a glimmer of happiness. If this was true, why did they let him live for three years? Wouldn't it be more perfect if he could leave with his parents and clansmen?

But no matter how unwilling he was, he had no other choice at the moment. The evil thoughts released by Jiuyou with the help of Tongtian Lu were powerful and overbearing, rushing through his blood, occupying nearly 60% of his body. And just now, as Jiuyou finished speaking, the evil thoughts' attack became more fierce, almost breaking through the blood barrier that he had tried his best to maintain.

If it weren't for Bai Yu's persistent belief that helped him at the critical moment, he would have been trapped both internally and externally relying on his own strength, and his blood barrier would have long since become a useless resistance.

"Thanks to Xiaoyu's help, we blocked it this time, but I'm not sure about the next time. Judging from the momentum of the evil thoughts, I'm afraid they will attack again in a moment. By then..."

How to face this endless dilemma, Feng Chen repeatedly asked himself in his heart, but he could not find a clue to solve it. He racked his brains, but could not think of any other means to break the current deadlock. He sighed helplessly and decided in his heart that if he really couldn't break through, he could only choose to die together with Jiuyou and part ways as a final resistance.

However, at the edge of despair, Fengchen remembered that there was still a divine weapon left by his father in his body to protect him. The Snowy Night Flying Eagle Spear had followed his father in battle for many years and had long been refined to be like an ancient divine weapon. Its spirit was generated and its mind was not low, just like an ordinary person. When his father died, it had been protecting Fengchen on its own, even breaking through the Demon Abyss in the chaos, and hiding in the demonic energy for the next three years, until it was forced out of the Nine Nether recently.

Unfortunately, although this magic weapon is strong, Jiuyou has suppressed its spiritual sense by using the power of Tongtian Talisman, and it has turned into a sharp air mass, floating on the edge of Fengchen's blood barrier, unable to exert its due power. Fengchen sensed the existence of the magic weapon and remembered its sharpness in the past, so he decided to awaken that determination in despair.

This determination was at the last moment, when he thought he could no longer compete with Jiuyou, so he used the power of the Cloud Phoenix to awaken the spirit of the magic weapon, and then sacrificed all the Cloud Phoenix bloodline, letting it use this as power to strike with all its strength. In this way, the magic weapon was born, and the lonely shadow of the cold spear would reappear. The power of my father's life-threatening attack, which was performed by the magic weapon, would be far greater than before, and with the Cloud Phoenix bloodline to fight against the Tongtian Scroll, even if it was left with endless regrets in the end, it was better than being completely controlled by Jiuyou.

"But if it really comes to that, thinking about not being able to avenge my parents and my people, and not being able to see Xiaoyu wake up again, my heart..." Fengchen's heart was filled with endless hatred, "So hateful!"