The Thousand Soul Silk on Feng Jin's body became darker and darker, and the black was slowly spreading upwards from the roots of the silver hair, leaving only the tips of the hair and some white. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing this, the scholar looked worried, and said, "I didn't expect that the dead qi in your body has accumulated so much, it is beyond my imagination......

As soon as the words fell, a situation appeared around Feng Jin's body, and black qi rushed out of his body sharply, enveloping Feng Jin's body entirely, looking like a black cocoon.

"What's going on? Help me! Feng Jin shouted, he began to panic, the current situation was completely unexpected, could it be that the scholar's Thousand Soul Silk had lost its effect?

The scholar stretched out his hand and made a move out of thin air, and a few more silver hairs appeared in his hand, and he was about to step forward to rescue Feng Jin but was stopped by Meng Po.

He said with a look of surprise: "You don't really want to die without help, do you?" Even if you have old accounts to settle with Mu Xindao, you just paid off it with a slap you gave his apprentice, and now you still want to put him to death? ”

Feng Jin looked at the scholar very gratefully, but he didn't expect him to insist on saving himself, but Meng Po was looking at him with a gloomy face, looking like he was ready to die. Feng Jin's heart shrank, guarding against what tricks this old witch played on him.

The Thousand Soul Silk was all black like charcoal in the blink of an eye, and Feng Jin felt that there was still a force in his body that was rampage, the blood in his chest was boiling, and the breath he exhaled was about to erupt into fire.

Seeing this, the scholar immediately dodged and came to Feng Jin, the surging black qi almost held Feng Jin in mid-air, he had never encountered this situation, how could Feng Jin's body hide so much dead air?

"Aunt Meng, come and see what's going on." The scholar said to Meng Po.

I didn't see any movement from Meng Po, so she moved to the side of the scholar in an instant, and she was also surprised when she saw this scene, and her brows furrowed.

"He's ...... How much dead air did you inhale?! Meng Po was horrified.

The scholar spread his hands, saying that he didn't know, and said: "I just used the Thousand Soul Silk to help him release the dead qi in his body, I thought it was almost over, but I didn't expect such a situation to occur temporarily, and I was helpless." ”

Meng Po sneered: "Even you are helpless? So what are you going to let me see? I can't save him. ”

"Can I save you first, I think his situation is not simple, I feel that there seems to be something in his body that continuously sucks in the dead air around him, there is no big problem, and I don't know what is wrong, these dead qi is vented out, and it is like this." Scholar Dao.

"What's in him? What are you referring to by ......," Meng Po asked.

The scholar pointed at the wind and said, "Don't forget his identity, he is Mu Xin's apprentice, that guy must have set up some formation on his apprentice to protect his life, this is Mu Xin's forte." ”

"You're right." Meng Po nodded and said, "It's really like his handwriting, how did you see that this kid has a formation in his body?" ”

"I feel strange that he can store so much dead qi in his body, even if I don't dare to do it, the dead qi travels in all parts of the body, inflating the blood vessels and attacking the acupuncture points, and it won't take long to become a corpse, and all the dead qi in this kid's body is gathered in the same place, just now it should have been stimulated by the Thousand Soul Silk, and it was all vented in an instant." Scholar Dao.

There was more and more black dead air around Feng Jin's body, and the whole person had fallen into a coma, completely unconscious. The dead qi formed a barrier around his body, surging constantly, as if he wanted to escape from this body, but he couldn't escape this range, and was trying to break free from the invisible restraint.

"What will happen to him if this continues?" Meng Po asked.

"I don't know, Mu Xindao's methods shouldn't be bad, originally these dead qi gathered in his body is not much of a problem, and it will also help him to practice, and in the future, when he encounters a master of the underworld, he can be without fear of the attack of dead qi, but he just received a palm from you, plus my Thousand Soul Silk, Mu Xin's formation turned on the defense mode, and my Thousand Soul Silk began to compete, what the result would be, to be honest, I don't have a bottom in my heart." Scholar Dao.

Feng Jin was completely wrapped in a cloud of black gas, like a silkworm chrysalis being wrapped in a silk cocoon, the surface of the black gas kept tumbling, and it didn't take long for this "cocoon" to grow again.

Seeing this, the scholar was shocked and said, "How much dead qi is in his body?!" It was still bubbling out in a steady stream, could it be that he had inhaled all the dead qi of the Yellow Spring Realm into his body? ”

Meng Po didn't speak, but stared at the black cocoon motionlessly, the expression on her face cloudy.

"Mu Xin, what did you do to him......

Obsidian was also very worried when he saw the situation here, but there was no room for it to interfere at all, the two masters of the world were stunned and powerless, and it didn't dare to easily touch the black qi on the periphery of Feng Jin's body.

"Ahh

Meng Po's face changed greatly, and she said to the scholar: "This is trouble, the death qi in his body begins to travel around and attack, and it won't be long before his body becomes full of holes, and then he will be weak." ”

The scholar said: "How can I save him when he looks like this?" You have also seen it, rashly meddling has hurt him, Mu Xindao's defensive formation will definitely not be general, and you and I are not unaware of his methods, these dead qi can't kill his precious apprentice. ”

Hearing the scholar say this, Meng Po believed it a little, even if Feng Jin's screams kept coming, she didn't have the idea of interfering.

"What about the other one? Will you save him? The scholar asked.

Meng Po raised his eyes and said: "That little guy's situation is not much better, his soul is almost out of his body, and the poison in his body is somewhat similar to the situation of Mu Xin's apprentice, the blood in his body has been expelling the dead qi, and the two forces are swimming against each other in his physical strength, he is just a mortal, how can his body withstand such a toss, and it is also a great fate to have a breath." ”

The black gas around Feng Jin has formed a huge oval "silkworm cocoon", which looks very strange when floating in the air, and the scholar's mouth is wide open, and he can't close it for a long time. Luo Hua was still in a coma, and occasionally his limbs would move once or twice, but he was no different from a dead man, and the lingering death on his face set off a painful expression.

Neither of them can be saved, it depends on their creation, and this is what Meng Po and the scholar mean. Faced with such a result, Obsidian looked lonely, and it was really difficult to accept that the two people who had been good in the past suddenly suffered this catastrophe. (To be continued.) )