Seeing Lin Xiaowan shaking her head even more, Lu Feng looked at Chu Youwei.

"Can you do it alone?" Chu Youwei asked with concern. Compared to Lin Xiaowan, she was calmer and knew that the death of the young master of the Holy Sect was too involved.

Lu Feng nodded and gave a reassuring look.

Arrange to leave Chu Youwei, Fan Linlin and others before the elders of Shangkong Villa approach.

Lu Feng was running around at an extremely fast speed, and his body was covered with wood energy, stirring up the lifeless life all around.

The environment that was turned into a land of death by the combined efforts of Chu Youwei and Lin Xiaowan was irreparable, but the vitality given by his wood energy was enhanced by the ultimate heaven and earth such as the East Soul Wood.

To a certain extent, it is like the origin of this world. The dead place nourished by this breath has been faintly saved with a glimmer of life.

Although it is difficult to return to the past, it is enough to cover up the presence of the two women.

Lu Feng did not deal with Wu Yi Zhiyuan's body excessively. Instead, he picked up the imperial arrow, wiped off its breath, and pierced it into Wu Yi Zhiyuan's body again.

Under the lightning and flint, the aftermath arrangements were completed.

Lu Feng faced the signals that were faintly locked on him from the sky, covered his head and fled toward the col in the Youhe Mountains without paying any attention to them.
Chapter completed!