Chapter 1072: clue

"Brother Feng, how did you get out? Has the Primordial power been refined?"

As soon as Ling Xiaoxiao came in the main hall of the Dragon God Temple, he saw Feng Wuchen's figure and immediately asked with joy.

Seeing Ling Xiaoxiao with a sweet smile on his face without dust, a bright smile appeared.

"Xiaoxiao, didn't you accompany my mother out? You came back so soon?" Feng Wuchen asked with a smile, holding Ling Xiaoxiao who was walking up in his arms.

"I just went to the auction. I bought some treasures with Aunt Xiao at the auction. Aunt Xiao came back because she was afraid of delaying my practice." Ling Xiaoxiao smiled.

"What about Brother Feng? You haven't said why you left the customs." Ling Xiaoxiao looked at Feng Wuchen and smiled.

Feng Wuchen shrugged and said with a smile: "After completing the refining of the Primordial Power, there was a bottleneck and it was difficult to improve the cultivation base, so I had no choice but to leave."

"Brother Feng's current cultivation base should be a half-true god, right?" Ling Xiaoxiao asked guessingly.

Feng Wuchen nodded slightly, and said, "That's it. Although it's only half a step away from the true god, it feels very far away."

"Don't worry, it is not easy to break through the True God Realm, and not everyone can break through, but I believe that Brother Feng will definitely break through the True God Realm." Ling Xiaoxiao smiled.

"I'm not in a hurry to break through, but I'm worried about taking away the blood of the Eastern Emperor." Feng Wuchen frowned slightly.

"Senior Yanlong they checked for half a month, and there was no progress. Brother Feng was worried and it wouldn't help." Ling Xiaoxiao said softly.

"What is the use of the devil's corpse after they have been packaged? Is it possible to live the devil? It should be impossible, the soul curse has been removed, the soul is scattered, the devil must die, and it will never be resurrected." Feng Wuchen secretly wondered.

"That evil breath is undoubtedly a member of the Demon Race, and the blood of the Eastern Emperor must have been taken away by this person. It is different from the breath of the eyes that watched me. Who are they?" Feng Wuchen did not stun the snake. , Just want to know the origin of this person.

Obviously, at the moment when Feng Wuchen was killing the Demon Lord and turning the Demon Lord's body into ashes, Feng Wuchen had already noticed that the Demon Lord's corpse had been dropped, but he did not stop it.

"Brother Feng, what are you thinking about?" Ling Xiaoxiao asked seeing Feng Wuchen distracted.

Feng Wuchen smiled slightly, pinched Ling Xiaoxiao's delicate and charming face with his fingers, and said with a smile: "Nothing, just a little worried."

"Enlighten Master, there is aura fluctuation in the Yin Yang family space." At this moment, Yan Long's respectful voice sounded, and then appeared out of thin air in the main hall.

"Yin-Yang Family?" Feng Wuchen was taken aback for a moment, frowning and asked: "The family members of the Yin-Yang family have disappeared strangely. Where does the breath come from? Who do you know?"

"This breath is very chaotic, it seems to contain the breath of a demon, I am not sure, this person is in the second stage of the realm, and I don't know who it is, and there is also a weak demon aura." Yanlong reported respectfully.

"Devil breath? Could it be Motian?" Feng Wuchen frowned and guessed that apart from that powerful demon breath, only Motian was still alive.

"Brother Feng, let's go and see." Ling Xiaoxiao said solemnly.

Feng Wuchen nodded, and disappeared with Ling Xiaoxiao, followed by Yanlong.

When Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao appeared again, they were already in the Yin Yang family space, and their speed was terrifying.

With Feng Wuchen's current cultivation base, no matter which corner of the mainland, Feng Wuchen can reach it in a single thought.

"Feng Wuchen! Xiaoxiao!" The Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul who was cultivating immediately noticed the breath of Feng Wuchen and his expression changed drastically.

"Why did this guy suddenly come to the Yin Yang family?" Yin Yang Heaven's Soul couldn't help but worry.

Yin Yang Heavenly Soul's current strength is basically no match for Feng Wuchen, not to mention that it is still in a state of cultivation, the power of the Demon Lord's bloodline is violent, and it is not suitable for combat at all.

"It's just right! It happened to kill this **** with the help of Feng Wuchen!" Mo Tian said viciously, and gloated at Yin Yang Heaven Soul.

"This breath is... the power of the blood of the devil, and the breath of the Yin-Yang family. What is going on? Who is he? And the breath of the devil." Feng Wuchen frowned deeply. , I feel that something is wrong more and more.

"Brother Feng, this is the breath of Yin and Yang Heavenly Soul! Young Master of Yin and Yang Family!" Ling Xiaoxiao said in shock. She is too familiar with the breath of Yin and Yang Heavenly Soul, even if it is chaotic, she can recognize it.

"Yin and Yang Heavenly Soul?" Feng Wuchen looked at Ling Xiaoxiao in shock.

"It's definitely his breath!" Ling Xiaoxiao nodded very surely.

Yanlong said strangely: "The devil is dead, but what is going on with this power?"

"The Yin-Yang family has disappeared strangely, why only the Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul? And where did the power of the Demon Lord’s bloodline come from?” Feng Wuchen was extremely puzzled, and Feng Wuchen had noticed that it was not the breath of the Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul that had dropped the Demon Lord’s body, but the demon. The breath of the family.

"Are they in the same group? That evil aura is obviously not the aura of Motian." Feng Wuchen guessed.

Feng Wuchen didn't think much, and disappeared with Ling Xiaoxiao.

"Come!" Yin Yang Tianhun looked very solemn, and wanted to flee with Motian.

"Want to go?" Feng Wuchen shouted coldly, and the monstrous momentum rolled away, and the force of time urged it out, directly trapping the Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul.

"Sure enough, it's you!" Seeing the face of the trapped person, Feng Wuchen must be Yin Yang Heavenly Soul.

With a movement of his mind, the power of time dissipated, and Feng Wuchen frowned and asked, "Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul, where was the person who dropped the Demon Lord's body back then? What is your relationship with him?"

"Off the bag?" Ling Xiaoxiao and Yanlong looked towards Feng Wuchen in shock, they really didn't know about it.

Yin Yang Tianhun's face was extremely gloomy, and his cold eyes stared at Feng Wuchen.

"Feng Wuchen, the person who dropped the package is the former demon venerable Mo Luo. The blood of the Eastern Emperor was taken away by them. The Yin and Yang family and the elves disappeared and they did it. They absorbed the Yin and Yang family and the elves. In order to improve the cultivation base, they are all dead!" Motian hurriedly shouted.

"What?" Motian's words made Feng Wuchen, Ling Xiaoxiao and Yanlong panic.

"Don't your own people let it go?" Ling Xiaoxiao trembled all over, how cold-blooded is this?

At this moment, Ling Xiaoxiao felt that the Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul was very strange, not the Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul she knew.

"Xiaoxiao, you have known me for so many years, don't you believe me? Instead, you believe in the people of the demon race?" Yin Yang Heavenly Soul looked at Ling Xiaoxiao with a very sad look.

"Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul, what is going on?" Feng Wuchensen asked coldly, his eyes becoming fierce.

"Do you believe what he said? He just wanted to use your hand to kill me. The Demon Clan killed my people. I was just arresting him to vent the hatred in my heart." Yin Yang Tianhunsen said coldly, his face extremely ugly.

"Feng Wuchen, don't believe him, he absorbs my father's bloodline power just to deal with you. He also wants to get the soul curse of the law!" Motian shouted anxiously.