Chapter 1877: Celestial catastrophe

"hiss!"
In the void of the heavens, a dark crack tore open without warning, and a figure flashed out.
The person here is Feng Wuchen.
The familiar breath, the moment of breathing, made Feng Wuchen feel extremely comfortable.
The familiar world made Feng Wuchen feel extremely excited.
"Xiaoxiao, parents, and brothers, I'm back." Feng Wuchen laughed excitedly, wishing to see Ling Xiaoxiao and everyone in the Dragon Temple right away.
"Huh? What's the matter? Why is the blood of the Dragon God Race in the body so mad?"
However, before Feng Wuchen's excitement had been waited long, a raging bloodline suddenly surged out of his body, which had never happened before.
"Disappeared." Feng Wuchen frowned slightly, wondering: "What's the situation? This manic bloodline power seems to be changing, but it feels a little strange."
Feng Wuchen was surprised and confused by the sudden change.
But at this moment the manic bloodline disappeared strangely.
"Forget it, the blood of the Dragon God Clan will not have any influence on me, perhaps because of the improvement of my cultivation level, or the improvement of the immortal golden body realm." Feng Wuchen secretly said, not too worried.
"Huh? I can't sense the aura of Xiaoxiao, nor can I sense the aura of my father and mother, nor does Daddy Long and their aura, no, have they already soared?" Cannot sense the breath of everyone, Feng Wuchen's face Suddenly changed.
A strong anxiety surged in his heart, and Feng Wuchen panicked: "Are I back late? Xiaoxiao and they have soared ahead of schedule?"
The more Feng Wuchen thought about it, the more panicked he became. Because of his ascension, the power of the God Realm's Heaven Tribulation was strengthened. No matter how powerful Ling Xiaoxiao and the others were, they would never ascend to the God Realm.
"The aura against the sky has also disappeared! The auras of Senior Yunyouzi and theirs have also disappeared, and the Nine-Layer Universe Tower has also disappeared!" The top powerhouse in the heavens, all the auras have disappeared.
However, what worries Feng Wuchen most is the disappearance of the Nine Layers of Universe Tower.
Unable to sense other auras, Feng Wuchen would still feel that they were cultivating in the Universe Tower, but the breath of the Universe Tower has disappeared!
The divine consciousness instantly covered the entire celestial realm, and Feng Wuchen's expression changed drastically when he did not feel it.
"This...what's going on? How did the heaven become like this? Is this still the heaven?" Feng Wuchen's eyes widened.
Viewed by Feng Wuchen’s divine consciousness, the entire celestial realm is a on earth, countless cultivators died tragically, and countless forces of all sizes were destroyed. This is obviously a battle, the whole world They seemed to be plunged into darkness.
"What the is going on?" Feng Wuchen was stunned on the spot.
Feng Wuchen couldn't imagine that the powerhouses of the Dragon Temple and the major forces of the heavens could not withstand this devastating catastrophe.
"call out!"
Feng Wuchen, panicked, immediately began to teleport to the Dragon Temple.
In an instant, Feng Wuchen came to the sky above the familiar Dragon Temple palace, but what appeared before Feng Wuchen was a ruined palace. The previous gorgeous Dragon God Clan palace disappeared.
In addition, there is still a large piece of dried blood and corpses remaining in the ruined palace. They are members of the Dragon God Alliance!
Seeing these scenes, it was like being bloodbathed, and it was hard to imagine what kind of tragic massacre they had experienced.
The Dragon Temple, which used to be lively and lively, is now empty, with only tragic dead bodies.
"Who did it? Why can't I sense the breath of any enemy?" Seeing the dragon temple he built was gone, blood flowed into a river, Feng Wuchen's face instantly became grim and gritted his teeth.
The monstrous anger and grief surged out, and the bitter and turbulent murderous madness swept through, breathtaking and earth-shattering.
At this moment, Feng Wuchen's eyes flashed with blood.
"what!"
"Buzz!"
The wind and dust of extreme anger and sorrow, madly rising to the sky and howling, unbridled and unbridled in the wind of death, the celestial space violently shakes and collapses.
Feng Wuchen is the realm of the Seven Star God Sovereign, and the terrifying power has long exceeded the capacity of the celestial space. Just a long roar for a moment has already caused the celestial realm to collapse.
"The breath of Qingyang!" Feng Wuchen, who was roaring with anger, inadvertently sensed a faint breath, which was Liu Qingyang's breath.
When the mind moved, it moved and displayed in an instant. In the blink of an eye, Feng Wuchen had already arrived where Liu Qingyang was.
The place where Liu Qingyang is located is already a rubble ruin. Within a radius of 100,000 feet, there are countless huge pits, which are shocking, and it is obvious that a battle has begun.
In a huge pit, Liu Qingyang, who was seriously injured, was in a coma.
Feng Wuchen came down and looked at Liu Qingyang, who was seriously injured and unconscious, covered in blood, frowning and secretly said: "The bones of his hand are all broken, who is it, the shot is so fierce, Qingyang's strength is definitely not weak, what kind of enemy can Wound Qingyang like this?"
Feng Wuchen took out the Bodhi liquid from the sky and gave Liu Qingyang a drop.
"Qingyang! Qingyang! Wake up!" Feng Wuchen yelled anxiously while supporting Liu Qingyang.
The powerful effect of Cangqiang Bodhi Liquid was brought into play in an instant. Liu Qingyang's serious injury was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the internal organs and all broken hand bones were recovering at an astonishing speed.
The celestial bodhi liquid is a thing of the gods, and it can be described as a terrifying effect on the cultivators of the heavens. In less than a minute, Liu Qingyang's injury has recovered.
After recovering from his injury, Liu Qingyang's eyes moved slightly, and he was confused and said, "I... am I dead..."
"Qingyang! Qingyang! You are awake!" Feng Wuchen said happily.
Hearing the familiar voice, Liu Qingyang's body suddenly shook, his eyes widened and he looked at Feng Wuchen in front of him, and was stunned for an instant.
Liu Qingyang rubbed his eyes fiercely and opened them again, and found that what he saw was still wind and dust. At that moment, Liu Qingyang's eyes were moist, tears could not help but roll down, and strong grief welled up in his heart.
"Feng..... Brother Feng...is it really you?" Liu Qingyang asked in sorrow, clutching Feng Wuchen with both hands, for fear that he had hallucinations.
"It's me! I'm back, Qingyang, just tell me, what happened? What happened to Xiaoxiao and my parents?" Feng Wuchen asked anxiously, seeing Liu Qingyang's sad appearance, Feng Wuchen guessed Something must have happened.
"Big Brother Feng, you can count as coming back! Oh! You can count as coming back!" Liu Qingyang was emotionally sad, and burst into tears, not knowing what painful things he had experienced.
Feng Wuchen had never seen Liu Qingyang's grief, and could not help being filled with guilt and self-blame.
"Qing Yang, tell me, what happened? Why did the heaven become like this?" Feng Wuchen asked anxiously, resisting the anger and grief in his heart.