Chapter 14 A Similar Flower

Quasi-Emperor Tribulation, how many people have fallen at this threshold throughout the ages. The ancestor of the Wind Clan has now reached this point. It can no longer be underestimated.

The Quasi-Emperor Tribulation was very terrifying, and it was vaguely in a state of destroying everything. Si Shaolong was not worried. If it were an ordinary ancient life star, it might not be able to withstand the ravages of the Quasi-Emperor Tribulation. However, this was the Burial Emperor Star. I don’t know how many ancient emperors had carved Dao marks on this star, and the imperial formations of various races emerged one after another. It firmly stabilized the foundation of the earth.

Feng Changkong dispersed the barrier and saw the posture of the Feng clan ancestor. He was curled up like a curled up pangolin. All his auras were restrained. Without careful investigation, it was difficult to detect his aura.

Feng Changkong smiled awkwardly: "Don't laugh at the Holy Body, this is the secret method of the Ten Dharma Realms. It allows countless forces to gather in the old ancestor's body to deal with the catastrophe. I don't know how much effort our clan has put in to activate this method."

Si Shaolong nodded, showing his understanding. Some people pursue the pursuit of moving forward courageously and dare to face everything. Some people have too much to bear, so they must be cautious and can't afford to make mistakes. For an ancient family like the Feng Clan, there is no weapon that can stabilize the clan, so there must be people who can protect the clan from generation to generation!
In just a moment, the Wind Clan Patriarch stood up, and a majestic aura emerged from him, majestic and spectacular. He mobilized the great power of heaven and earth to help him overcome the calamity.

Feng Bijiu, the ancestor of the Feng clan, also saw Si Shaolong and nodded heavily to him. Si Shaolong also responded to him. After all, Feng Bijiu was an ancient who had revived from the source of the gods. There were some things that could be asked from him. He was also a senior figure.

Feng Bijiu didn't look very old, and he was probably at the stage where his vitality was just starting to decline. He looked majestic and powerful, with thick eyebrows like a knife inserted diagonally between his brows. He had a kind of resolute handsomeness.

There was a roar of wind in the sky, thunderclouds were everywhere, Feng Bijiu stepped into the air and rushed into the sky. The thunder calamity was still brewing, and Feng Bijiu wanted to stay away from the Feng Clan's territory to avoid suffering a great disaster.

The calamity cloud was formed, and it was the Ten Thousand Dragons Raging Sky Calamity. It was not a great calamity that would shake the world. But it was also very dangerous, and no one knew if they would be chopped into pieces by the calamity cloud in the next second. Feng Bijiu seemed to be at ease, he had calmed down for a long time and prepared many methods.

Thunderstorms raged across the land, stirring up clouds of dust. Countless mountains exploded, boiling magma flowed, and ferocious beasts rushed out from the wild forests, only to be turned into ashes by the thunderstorm clouds. Countless birds, beasts, insects, and fish were crushed and unable to move.

Feng Changkong was still very worried, staring at the place that was destined to be calamity without moving.

There were strange visions in the sky from time to time, gods and demons were roaring, and dragons were roaring. But they were all shattered by Feng Bijiu one by one. Feng Changkong's frown gradually relaxed, and he felt that the preparations he had made for so many days were extremely correct.

The thunderstorm gradually came to an end. Si Shaolong noticed the aliens. He asked Feng Changkong to continue watching and he would personally solve the troubles. Feng Changkong looked at Si Shaolong and finally nodded.

When Si Shaolong came back, the thunder tribulation had disappeared. He could clearly feel the pressure of the quasi-emperor being released endlessly. Feng Bijiu, the ancestor of the Feng clan, succeeded in overcoming the tribulation, but he also suffered considerable injuries. If he had not made many preparations, he would have been wiped out by the thunder tribulation.

As for the group of people outside the starry sky, they were persuaded to retreat by Si Shaolong. Just kidding, a Quasi-Emperor of the Eighth Heaven is standing in front of you. If you don’t bring the Supreme Weapon, then you should go back to where you came from. If you really provoke them, they will all die here and serve as nutrients for the starry sky.

The entire Wind Clan was very excited. They were sincerely happy. A quasi-emperor, and at the peak of his life. That day, many forces came to congratulate him.

Si Shaolong didn't like that kind of lively scene, so he came to a secret place of the Feng clan.

He seemed to remember something.

"What Eucharist?"

"I won't marry! If I were to marry, I would marry a real emperor, not a future quasi-emperor!"

"Besides, I can become an emperor myself!" "A great saint body has been born. Isn't that good? At least it will be peaceful for a long time. There will be no dark turmoil. Those people are afraid of him and can't afford to fight."

Si Shaolong laughed out loud: "Hahahaha, how wonderful, how wonderful!"

Suddenly, someone shouted at him, "What are you laughing at? You are not from the Wind Clan, why are you so happy?"

Si Shaolong looked in the direction of the voice and found a petite little girl. Her face was rosy and her dimples were red, like two little red cherries. She looked very young, about eleven or twelve years old, but she was very pretty.

Si Shaolong laughed again: "I remembered something funny. By the way, whose son are you?"

The little girl turned her head away and said in a buzzing voice, "My mother is the first princess of the Wind Clan, and my father is a great saint! My name is Feng Xiaozheng, please speak softly to me!"

Si Shaolong walked up to her with a smile and patted her little head: "Okay, okay, I'll speak softly, little aunt." He was very kind to the little girl.

"Go back to your mother. I, your uncle, have something to do." Si Shaolong wanted to send her away to prevent her from making any more noise.

"I don't want it, you carry me, my mother is right in front." Feng Xiaozheng pulled Si Shaolong's clothes. Si Shaolong had no choice but to pick up Feng Xiaozheng and walk towards the lobby of the Feng Clan.

Si Shaolong carried Feng Xiaozheng through one pond after another until they arrived at the Feng Clan's main hall. Feng Xiaozheng raised her hand and pointed at the woman in a white dress in front of her and said, "That's my mother."

Si Shaolong walked forward holding Feng Xiaozheng and was about to speak when the woman turned around. Si Shaolong was stunned on the spot.

He was stunned. Si Shaolong felt as if his whole body was struck by an electric current. He stood there motionless. Even when Feng Xiaozheng struggled to slide off him and ran towards the woman, he did not move at all.

"is her?"

Si Shaolong immediately regained control of his emotions, and he shouted in his heart, "Impossible. Absolutely impossible."

Could it be a similar flower? Such a thought popped up in Si Shaolong's mind. A similar flower, such a flower, not only broke the emperor's heart, opened the prelude to the tragedy, but also relieved Ye Tiandi's state of mind. Could it be that there is a mystery about me? Si Shaolong was puzzled.

Si Shaolong denied this idea again. It could not be her. She just looked alike. There were so many people in the world, so it was not strange that she looked very similar to his ex-girlfriend.

However, they were so similar that Si Shaolong's heart skipped a beat. That was the most beautiful memory in his heart, the first woman who entered his heart in his life. Although she was not very beautiful, she was stunning, stunning his entire life.

"Who are you?" The woman picked up Feng Xiaozheng and walked in front of Si Shaolong, and asked. She was wearing a white dress, and her face was not very beautiful, but it was very attractive.

(End of this chapter)