The Ancient Vast Realm

The moment he saw this crystal, Feng Xuan's eyes were filled with uncontrollable joy.

From the moment he saw the wind in the valley, Feng Xuan felt that the wind law in his body was extremely active. When he saw the black wind and the wind snakes that regarded this place as their nest, Feng Xuan had already flashed several possibilities in his mind. He guessed that there must be a wind-related divine object in this valley, and this wind boundary crystal was one of them.

The wind boundary crystal, a wind-related treasure, can be said to be formed by the fragments of the wind road after it collapsed. Whether it is used for cultivation or forging holy tools, it is an absolute treasure.

The birth of this thing is also extremely demanding. Either it can only be born after thousands of years of nurturing in a wind-related treasure land, or it is a very small chance that it can be condensed and separated from it when a certain void world collapses and the world law collapses.

Feng Xuan guessed that this was probably formed after a star in the ruins of the star field fell, and the laws in it condensed. Therefore, this valley could make these wind snakes that never stayed in one place so nostalgic and regarded it as a nest and unwilling to leave. It was also because of this wind crystal that the wind snake king became so powerful.

Looking at the dense black wind whistling around the wind crystal, Feng Xuan estimated that even if a wild beast with an extremely powerful body approached it, it would be blown into powder by the black wind in an instant. Even with his current physique, it would be difficult to get within ten feet of it, let alone take it into his pocket.

However, with the treasure in front of him, if he turned around and left like this, it would naturally not be Feng Xuan's character.

Without wasting any more time, his face was quickly covered with blood-colored patterns as his blood and qi circulated. At this moment, he pushed his own defense to the limit. The complicated runes on his robes flowed, and a layer of green divine light was attached to him. It was the magic attached to the lower-grade holy weapon, the Qingyue Silkworm Clothes.

Not only that, after doing all this, Feng Xuan took out a square blood crystal seal from his arms and threw it gently, making it float above his head. Red streams of light fell from it, turning into a layer of red light barrier to protect him.

Since Feng Xuan got this fire seal from the Chiba ancestor, he has almost never used it. Unexpectedly, it can be used at this time. Although this thing is not an artifact refined by the human race, it is more like a token key, but its power is not bad. Even if Feng Xuan has not completely refined it because of the incompatibility, he can still use it to exert some of its power.

Feng Xuan looked at the defense around him, and suddenly felt that his confidence increased greatly. He looked at the wind boundary crystal that was floating in the air and constantly sinking with a burning gaze.

He was seen moving forward with difficulty against the countless black winds, feeling the violent turbulence of the black winds constantly slashing at the red light shield outside his body, and his mood was somewhat fluctuating.

"What a terrifying black wind, this is just the fluctuations naturally emitted by the Wind Realm Crystal. If it is cast into a weapon, it may be able to trigger the Nine Heavens Gale Wind to destroy a piece of mountains and rivers!"

Feng Xuan moved forward with difficulty, as if he was competing with an ancient bull.

Finally, when Feng Xuan approached the Wind Realm Crystal ten feet away, with a thick black wind slashing, the blood crystal seal on Feng Xuan's head could no longer hold on, the red light falling down disappeared, and the shield also dissipated instantly.

Feng Xuan took the Burning Fire Seal, which was about to fly out and seemed a little dim, into his hand, and then put it away. At this time, the green divine light around him suddenly shone brightly, resisting the invasion of the next wave of black wind.

In terms of defense, it is obvious that the Qingyue Silk Cloth, as a body protection holy weapon, is more reliable. It firmly protects Feng Xuan's body behind the divine light until Feng Xuan is sent within three feet of the wind crystal before it shatters.

At this time, without the protection of the two holy weapons, it is obvious that the most terrifying area can only be borne by Feng Xuan himself.

"Ahhhhh!"

Feng Xuan raised his head and roared, crossing his arms to protect himself. Suddenly, the magnificent sword intent raged around him, as if it was overturning the sky. The five-color sword intent turned into an airtight sword cover to fight against the black wind. The confrontation between the two seemed to cause the space to be distorted.

At this moment, Feng Xuan knew that if the sword cover was broken, his own seemingly powerful defense might not be able to hold on for a breath under such a degree of black wind and would be broken.

"Break it for me!"

Feng Xuan took advantage of the moment when the five-color sword cover was fighting against the black wind, and the snake fell into his palm, turning the slash into a stab and stabbed forward towards the wind boundary crystal.

Swoosh——

With a sharp cutting sound, the sword intent that was unstoppable and annihilating everything pierced a passage through the dense black wind with difficulty, and even cut a gap in the ripples around the crystal of wind.

The moment he saw the gap, Feng Xuan's eyes lit up, and he stretched his arm forward without hesitation, like a nimble python, and instantly stretched out from the broken passage into the ripples, and finally touched the body of the crystal of wind.

"Collect!"

Feeling the touch of his fingertips, Feng Xuan was overjoyed, and he took it into the bronze space without hesitation.

Buzz——

At the moment when the crystal of wind disappeared, the black wind in the whole space seemed to have stopped for a moment. Then Feng Xuan felt a flash in front of his eyes, and a huge thrust suddenly bounced his body away. Countless black winds hit the five-color sword cover around Feng Xuan in an instant, causing the five-color sword cover to be turbulent and could break at any time. Feng Xuan's figure was also shaken back and flew hundreds of feet away until he was caught in the arms of a figure.

"Boss, how are you?"

Yin Feng looked at Feng Xuan, whose face was as white as gold paper and spitting blood in his arms, and suddenly became confused. He didn't understand why Feng Xuan would end up like this just to grab a treasure.

All this happened in a flash. In fact, Feng Xuan had only been close to the place of dim light for a dozen breaths. Under the suppression here, Yin Feng could only vaguely perceive that Feng Xuan seemed to be blocked by something after swinging his sword to kill the attacking wind snakes.

But with a terrifying wave, he noticed that Feng Xuan's figure was knocked back as if by a bull, so he hurried forward to catch him.

"Don't, don't ask, hurry! Go!"

Feng Xuan's mouth was full of blood, and he held Yin Feng's arm tightly and urged.

Seeing Feng Xuan's reaction, Yin Feng seemed to have thought of something, his face changed, and he hurriedly led Feng Xuan to rush out of the valley with twisted and flashing figures.

Boom!

Less than ten breaths after the two left the valley, a huge black shadow suddenly fell into the valley, making a deafening sound.

As the smoke and dust dissipated, a closer look showed that the huge black shadow was clearly a tattered corpse, and the long white hair floating in the wind was enough to reveal its identity.

Wind-eating Hound!