C30 Choice

"Your grandfather's lost a lot this time, son of a b * tch..."

"F * ck, I, XX..."

In the vast forest, along with a series of shameless curses, the golden dragon shadow disappeared.

On an empty land, Zuo Yu appeared and fainted there.

Kacha!

Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, and a heavy rain fell.

Zuo Yu's face was pale, and he didn't show any reaction. He just lay there quietly.

The branches and leaves swayed with the wind. Raindrops fell down and dripped onto Zuo Yu's face one by one. Water splashed and scattered the blood stains.

The night slowly came.

In the forest, it was pitch black.

The cold wind was howling and lightning was streaking across the sky. In an instant, Zuo Yu's face seemed to have turned even paler.

The heavy rain would not lament the sorrow and separation of the human world. Regardless of whether you needed it or not, it would continue to pour down...

At dawn, the heavy rain that had rained for the entire night seemed to have become tired and turned into a drizzle.

Zuo Yu's entire body was wet. His hair was stuck to his forehead, and he was still lying there quietly.

Suddenly, Zuo Yu frowned slightly, as if he was filled with hardships.

After a long time, Zuo Yu's fingers moved. He frowned again, and then his eyelids moved slightly. He slowly narrowed his eyes.

Then, Zuo Yu suddenly opened his eyes and moved.

Zuo Yu wanted to sit up, but he touched his wound and fell down heavily. He couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.

Zuo Yu had completely woken up, but he looked very anxious. He quickly looked around. This was not the original Falling Rain Valley, and Qingqing was not there either. "Qingqing, Qingqing..."

He still remembered clearly that Qingqing was pierced by the sword and could not speak. Qingqing's breath became weaker and weaker, and then... there was no more...

"Qingqing... Ahem!" Zuo Yu's heart was in chaos, but before he could shout, he spat out a mouthful of blood. His injuries were very serious, especially when there was a palm print on his chest. There was still a lot of energy that was sealed in Feng Yongnian's body. It was still wreaking havoc in his body. It was destroyed.

Zuo Yu struggled to sit up, but it took him a long time.

After a long time, Zuo Yu finally calmed down.

He was now seriously injured, and he couldn't even lift a single strand of his strength after the battle. Also, Feng Yongnian's sealed power was wreaking havoc in his body. All of these had to be solved, or else he didn't know how long he could last.

Zuo Yu took a few deep breaths and tried his best to get rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind. He tried his best to sit cross-legged and slowly circulate his energy.

Zuo Yu tried his best to circulate the Heaven Seizing Spell Circulatory Cycle Revolution. However, after a few breaths, his body trembled, and blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. The cultivation technique was forcefully interrupted.

Zuo Yu rested for a while and tried again.

Finally, his hard work paid off. Half a day later, when Zuo Yu was about to lose his patience, the Heaven Seizing Spell successfully circulated. The weak spiritual qi circulated slowly and gathered at the first spiritual aperture.

Slowly, the Heaven Seizing Spell could finally be circulated.

Feng Yongnian's power was still wreaking havoc everywhere. Zuo Yu took a deep breath and began to try to devour this power.

As soon as he touched it, Zuo Yu's Heaven Seizing Spell was almost broken. There was blood on the corner of his mouth. However, Zuo Yu did not move. Although it was fierce just now, he still absorbed a little bit of it. It quickly dissolved and flowed into his spirit aperture.

Just like this, Zuo Yu tried again and again, as if he was fighting with a poisonous snake for food.

Time passed slowly.

Gradually, the blood at the corner of Zuo Yu's mouth stopped flowing, and his facial expression seemed to have improved a lot. However, Zuo Yu was still quietly adjusting his breathing.

The sun had set, and the night had arrived. The rain had also stopped.

In the forest in the middle of the night, it was somewhat cold.

Zuo Yu was still adjusting his breathing.

Dawn slowly arrived, and the birds that woke up early in the morning let out their first chirps in the morning.

Zuo Yu suddenly opened his eyes, and a flash of light flashed across his eyes.

Zuo Yu got up and stood up. His internal injuries had mostly recovered. The Heaven Seizing Spell once again displayed its dominance.

Feng Yongnian was worthy of being called the expert at the True Martial Stage. The power that was sealed inside was really strong. Although a lot of it had dissipated in one night, there was still a lot left. Zuo Yu circulated the Heaven Seizing Spell for one day and night, and finally absorbed all of it. Now, not only was his internal injuries almost healed, his cultivation base had also broken through to the third level of the Immortal Turning.

Zuo Yu's face turned cold as he felt the vigorous energy. Currently, his Yuan energy should be comparable to the peak of the fifth level of the Immortal Turning. One should know that the further he went, the more profound his cultivation base became. The difference between each level was also greater. His cultivation might be slightly weaker than a sixth level Immortal Turning, but with the Heaven Seizing Spell, Zuo Yu was confident that he was not weaker than any ordinary Seventh Layer of Immortal Turning Stage warrior. If he were to fight against them, he would be able to defeat them. He could fight! Eighth level Immortal Turning warrior, however, he couldn't fight back as he wished. It was too risky.

If he were to encounter the Poison Fang of the Wind Guard, he could fight him even if he used a secret technique, or even win.

Feng Yongnian! I will thank you properly!

A cold killing intent flashed across Zuo Yu's eyes, and his figure disappeared in a flash.

This was a dense forest, but it was relatively normal and not too big. Moreover, there were no ferocious beast Demon Lords, only some ordinary wild beasts. There were some families living at the foot of the mountain, and they should be hunters.

Zuo Yu arrived at the foot of the mountain not long after.

It had been raining heavily these two days, so the hunters should not have entered the mountain, but no one had seen him.

Pinggu City.

"He actually arrived at Pinggu City?" Zuo Yu frowned slightly. He couldn't help but lower his head to look at the shadow of the golden dragon on his left arm. At this moment, the shadow of the dragon was completely silent.

Three hundred miles to the east of Pinggu City would be the Lianyun Mountain Range. That was his original destination. The Lianyun Mountain Range had extended for tens of thousands of miles. Anyone who entered that place would be considered to have left the Feng family's territory. Furthermore, the mountain in the Lianyun Mountain Range was tall and dense, and there were ferocious beast and demon beasts inside. Even the experts of the Feng family didn't dare to hunt them down.

Thinking of this, Zuo Yu's expression became somewhat desolate. He couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart. He had promised to go to Lianyun Mountain Range with them, but now, he was the only one left.

Zuo Yu turned around and looked towards the southwest direction. That was the direction of Falling Rain Valley. It was more than a thousand miles away from here, but Qingqing was still there.

Zuo Yu suddenly turned around and strode into the city. He passed through one street after another and soon disappeared.

Not long after, a bearded man walked out with a white flood dragon horse in his hand.

The big man walked out of Pinggu City and mounted his horse. Without any hesitation, he went straight to the southwest.

"Boss, did that kid really escape under the hands of a few elders, and even ran so far away?"

"That's right. Elder Ma is my second uncle. He told me personally." The leading middle-aged man, Ma Song, nodded and said, "Although I don't know what kind of evil technique that kid used, he is definitely heavily injured now. Maybe he is already dead. If we find him, it'll definitely be a great contribution. "

" Hehe, I believe boss. "

"Let's go, we'll just treat it as a vacation."

A group of people leisurely joked.

At this moment, a White Flood Dragon Horse galloped past them. It was the bearded big man from earlier.

"Damn it, who is it? Why are they rushing to reincarnate?" The small and skinny man who had just spoken cursed. His voice was definitely loud enough for the bearded big man to hear.

The bearded man's eyes flashed, and he actually stopped in a hurry. He looked down at the people in front of him indifferently, "Are you from the Feng family's Wind Guard?"

"Damn you, what do you think? Do you want to die?!" The thin man snorted unhappily, and as he spoke, he walked forward aggressively.

"It's good that you are." The bearded man calmly nodded, and jumped off his horse. Then, he also walked towards the thin man.

"You, mother..." The skinny man was furious.

However, the bearded man punched him and sent him flying, instantly killing him.

"You..." The others were shocked.

The bearded man did not stop. He was holding the scimitar of the skinny man that he had just seized. He approached one of the men and cut off his neck.

The bearded man was Zuo Yu's disguise. He was full of killing intent and showed no mercy!

"Kill!" The other four men roared and charged over.

Zuo Yu turned his body and stood up straight. He quickly spun his body and moved forward. He dodged all four of the attacks without missing a beat.

Chi! Chi! Chi!

In an instant, three soft sounds were heard. Three people were stunned. They stopped where they were. Just now, a machete had stuck close to their necks. Now, they felt a chill in their throats.

Ma Song, who was the only Sixth Level Immortal Turning warrior, had managed to block the deadly attack. However, Zuo Yu raised his leg and kicked him back.

Zuo Yu's expression remained calm, and his eyes were incomparably cold. He took a step forward and chased after Ma Song.

Zuo Yu's movement technique was extremely fast. As soon as Ma Song stepped back, Zuo Yu swung his blade and cut across his shoulder.

Ma Song's expression changed drastically, and he quickly retreated.

However, Zuo Yu followed closely behind and slashed again, fast and fierce.

Ma Song's ribs were once again deeply sliced through.

Ma Song's face was filled with fear, "Who are you, for what..."

Zuo Yu ignored him. With a flash, he surpassed Ma Song. At the same time, the scimitar in his hand gently cut Ma Song's throat.

Ma Song was much weaker than Du Ya, but Zuo Yu was different. Zuo Yu killed him with three strikes and instantly killed his team.

Zuo Yu threw away the knife, jumped on the horse, and left at high speed.

Feng family, this was only the beginning!