The Ancient Vast Realm

The space of consciousness has been eroded by the power of destruction. The fact that he can still maintain some consciousness at this time is already extremely tolerant. If he is asked to think too much, it will be a bit difficult. Even those memory fragments have been forcibly stuffed into his brain. , at this time it made him even more dizzy.

But Feng Xuan knew one thing clearly. The reason why he was saved was precisely because the appearance of this vortex sucked away the power of destruction from the faceless man's body, and he was able to successfully use the bronze space to absorb the power of destruction from his body. The remaining soul is swallowed up and destroyed.

In fact, it is not correct to say that all the remaining souls were swallowed up. In Feng Xuan's field of vision, some pale blue souls with either ferocious or confused expressions were drifting unconsciously, and these souls were the former Tagan tribe. the soul of a person.

That's right, although Feng Xuan controlled the bronze space and almost swallowed 99% of the souls in the faceless people's bodies, he still left behind the souls of these innocent Tagan people in the end.

Feng Xuan endured the discomfort, and his consciousness slowly climbed up. He glanced at these unconscious souls with a sigh, and sent these souls out of his consciousness space with a gentle wave of his hand.

outside world

Talma and Jian Wuchen looked at Feng Xuan, whose expression suddenly gradually calmed down, with their hearts in their throats.

Even if the two of them are not witch cultivators, they can understand at this time that Feng Xuan may no longer be able to confirm whether it is Feng Xuan himself or the faceless person.

Suddenly, in the stunned eyes of the two, light blue souls suddenly floated out of Feng Xuan's body, floating blankly in the space.

"Dad, uncle, fellow tribesmen..."

Talma looked at the familiar faces among these souls. A pale and pretty face looked at them blankly, and tears flowed down unconsciously.

Seeing this scene, Jian Wuchen felt a little more desperate in his heart.

This scene is obviously abnormal. How could the faceless man let go of the souls of the Tagan tribe people who were originally imprisoned in his body? Something must have happened to Feng Xuan's body.

"Brother Feng... Feng..."

Jian Wuchen couldn't help shouting, but Feng Xuan was still lying quietly on the ground at this time, and didn't seem to wake up.

In the space of consciousness, Feng Xuan looked at a powerful soul that was somewhat driven into madness in front of him, his eyes changing somewhat.

"Hey, senior, don't blame me. You are too much of a threat. If you further turn into an evil spirit, it will be a disaster."

This soul is the soul of the strong man in the fourth realm, but unlike the souls of other Tagan people, this person's soul is obviously taken care of by the faceless people, and is about to be contaminated and become an evil spirit. If the other party turns into Evil spirits, even if they have no body, are bound to have great strength and become even weirder. Even Feng Xuan at this time cannot guarantee that if the other party becomes an evil spirit, will his bronze space be able to survive? When the other party has the ability to resist, take it into your body.

"receive!"

Feng Xuan's eyes gradually became cold, and finally he softly uttered a word, and the soul of the unknown strong man was also directly absorbed into the bronze space by him in the unwilling howl.

Suddenly, Feng Xuan frowned a little. He always felt that something was not right. Why did he feel that after absorbing so many souls this time, he did not feel as strenuous and tired as when he absorbed these souls in the past? It was as if the bronze space did not need to be controlled by himself.

What he didn't know was that a certain ancient bronze scroll had already swallowed up the entire sea of ​​origin, so there was no need for his witch soul power.

After doing this, Feng Xuan slowly looked ahead at the dark vortex formed and still existing by the power of destruction in the faceless man's body, with a somewhat complicated look in his eyes.

The vortex floated quietly in the air, seemingly without any threat, but Feng Xuan always felt that the other party was looking at him quietly as if there was life.

Feng Xuan understood that it was the sudden appearance of this vortex that allowed him to use the bronze space to kill the faceless man, otherwise he might have had another evil soul living in his body at this time.

Feng Xuan didn't hesitate too much, and slowly came to the edge of the dark whirlpool, and slowly raised his head to look into the dark whirlpool.

The moment he looked at the dark vortex, Feng Xuan felt like the world was spinning, and he had suddenly arrived at a familiar place.

Endless storms and thunder filled the sky and the earth, and huge waves surged above the huge sea with no visible edges. It was the area he had inadvertently arrived at during the spirit bonding ceremony in the Black Eagle Tribe. Stormy seas.

"You're here"

A majestic voice suddenly sounded in Feng Xuan's ears, and at the same time, two huge abyss-like black holes appeared in front of him, which seemed to be the eyes of some existence.

The moment he saw these eyes, Feng Xuan only felt a tremor in his soul, which seemed to come from the most primitive fear of living beings.

"Dare I ask who you are?" Feng Xuan endured the discomfort in his heart and bowed slightly towards the eyes of the abyss and said respectfully.

"Shouldn't you have guessed it?"

Seeing Feng Xuan's calm reaction, the owner of the eyes seemed to be quite satisfied, and then said jokingly.

"Are you the former guardian of my Wind Clan?" After hearing this, Feng Xuan finally said with some excitement, but he did not dare to directly mention the guardian spirit beast. After all, for such an unknown existence and identity, this The general title is somewhat disrespectful.

"Haha, you're not that stupid, Guardian? That's not a bad title either."

The owner of the eyes said with some nostalgia.

Feng Xuan was stunned, but he didn't know what the other party meant.

Without giving Feng Xuan time to react, the owner of the eyes suddenly changed his voice and said directly:

"Okay boy, I don't have much time. I am too far away from where you are. I haven't fully recovered yet. Remember one thing. Never reveal your identity. Between human races, , are not monolithic. If those guys in the Dark Realm know your existence, no one else in this world will be able to protect you, let alone those trash in the Holy Land.

But if that day comes, then go to the Ancient City of Demon Suppression. At least those single-minded guys are more reliable than other humans. Although that old thing is useless, at least he is more trustworthy than others... "

The owner of the eyes seemed to have changed his personality, and suddenly said something cursing. In Feng Xuan's somewhat stunned expression, a small black hole suddenly appeared out of thin air and sank directly into his soul.

"Okay, I'll give you this annihilation seed. Next time you encounter these bullshit powers of destruction, you'll swallow them hard. The catastrophe is coming, and there will probably be no shortage of these remnants of heaven. Although these guys are just prodigals, Dogs are, after all, the last madness in the world. Don't underestimate them. But it depends on who you are dealing with. If you meet these guys, if you can beat them, just eat them. If you can't beat them, just run away. Don’t hesitate”

The owner of the eyes stared at Feng Xuan with terrifying eyes, but he gave instructions carefully.