195. One harvest after another (4 more, ask for a monthly pass)
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Yan Zhaoge was in a calm mood and did not see the slightest panic.
Moving forward in this darkness is undoubtedly another refinement of one's spiritual will.
Any weakness and slackness, laziness and vacillation, will make the darkness take advantage of the void, and by resisting the temptation of darkness, Yan Zhaoge's willpower will be sublimated again, and the impurities in the soul will be removed.
In the end, Yan Zhaoge pretended to be in the boundless darkness, but he was leisurely and relaxed, although there was darkness that could pull people into the abyss, but it no longer had the slightest effect on him.
At this moment, Yan Zhao Ge felt something, looked up with a smile, and a pair of dark eyes appeared above his dark head, looking at him quietly.
In the quiet darkness, Yan Zhaoge did not speak, and his black eyes did not make any sound, but there was a strange communication between the two.
The black eyes were neither sad nor joyful, but they seemed to admit Yan Zhaoge's existence, and gradually closed and no longer appeared, as if they had never existed.
Yan Zhaoge smiled slightly, at this moment, he withdrew from the dark world with his consciousness freely.
Seeing the light again, Yan Zhaoge turned his hand and played with the small black incense burner with interest.
Turn it upside down, and you will see two ancient characters engraved under the incense burner.
Devouring the Earth.
Yan Zhao Ge thought that when Fang had just fought with Zhao Hao, Zhao Hao also shouted these two words.
"Devouring the Furnace?" Yan Zhaoge thought in his heart.
This is no ordinary treasure. It's not a spirit soldier, but it seems to have its own spirit and will.
The pair of black eyes. It is not the spiritual imprint left by others, but the manifestation of the spirit of the earth-devouring furnace itself.
Yan Zhaoge muttered to himself: "Interesting." If you want to really master this treasure, instead of using it clumsy like Zhao Hao, I'm afraid it will take some effort. ”
Putting away the incense burner, Yan Zhaoge stood in place and continued to breathe quietly.
Before, his loss was also extremely huge, not to mention the exhaustion of oil and lamps, it was also the battle with the largest consumption of vitality in history.
It's just a fight with Liu Shengfeng, Zhao Hao and others, the key is that his spirit and spirit are in harmony with the fragments of the Thunder Emperor's Eye. Prompting the thunder of an instant, the power of the Burning Saint Soldier Fragments exploded at one time.
Although Yan Zhaoge himself would not be like retracting the fragment of the Thunder Emperor's Eye in his arms at this moment, his essence would completely dry up, but he also had the feeling of being a thief and going to the empty building.
However, it is not difficult for Yan Zhaoge to recover.
In the sea of dantian qi, the chaotic air mass vibrates, dividing ice and fire air currents. Yin and Yang work together, quickly moisturizing the vitality that is almost dry.
Comparatively, the Eye of the Thunder Fragment is much more troublesome.
The purple orb formed by the fragments of the holy soldier was dimmed at the moment. It is like a gray stone bead, without any luster.
Yan Zhaoge communicated with him in his heart, and he could only feel a slight amount of spirituality. The other party seems to fall into a deep sleep like fake death.
I want to turn it into thunder light again, and it will fit with my right eye. Not for now.
Yan Zhaoge thought while pranayama himself: "After all, it's just fragments. Not the Eye of the Thunder Emperor, the real Holy Soldier. ”
"It is rumored that the Eye of the Thunder Emperor in its heyday, a moment of thunder, opens the world, and in the next moment, the power will be completely restored. ”
"It's like when we breathe, when we breathe, it's a divine thunder that shatters the void, and when we breathe, the surrounding heaven and earth essence all replenishes itself. ”
"And now, if it wants to accumulate again after its power is exhausted, I'm afraid it will take a long time, and when it uses it next time, it just doesn't urge the instantaneous thunder, otherwise it will still be like this time, all at once. ”
Yan Zhao Ge let out a long breath of turbidity, and most of his state recovered: "Fortunately, I have established a close connection with the Eye of the Thunder Emperor before, otherwise it would have been a lot of trouble this time." ”
"Tsk, after going back this time, you must strengthen your formation attainments. Yan Zhaoge shook his head and turned to look at the other side.
There, Ye Chongzhou, Zhang Yao and others supported each other, bandaged their wounds, and breathed to relieve their injuries.
Seeing Yan Zhaoge looking over, Ye Chongzhou sighed: "Senior Brother Yan, thanks to you this time, otherwise we would all have died." ”
"It's not just that we will die at the hands of Liu Shengfeng, but more importantly, the door of the Nine Shadows will be opened, and the consequences will be unimaginable. ”
Yan Zhaoge walked over: "Senior Brother Ye is polite, at this time, if you have the ability to do something, it is naturally impossible to stand by and watch." ”
"It's just that I needed some preparation time to break the formation, and I made you suffer. ”
Zhang Yao shook his head again and again: "Senior Brother Yan, don't say that, you saved us." ”
Li Jingwan said: "If Senior Brother Yan doesn't stop the opening of the Nine Shadows Gate in time, we will still die in the end, and it is still possible that we will fall into the hands of Liu Shengfeng, suffer more crimes, and suffer more torture." ”
As she spoke, she turned her head to look at the other side, where Liu Shengfeng was slumped on the ground, half-dead, and the bodies of the other two demon fallen people who had been killed by Yan Zhaoge had disappeared.
Ruan Ping bandaged his wound at this time, his face was pale and his expression was weak, but his eyes were cold.
He stood beside Liu Shengfeng, looking down at Liu Shengfeng lying on the ground.
Liu Shengfeng barely squeezed out a flattering smile full of fear on his face: "Ruan ...... Senior brother, you don't care about the villain...... Ahh
The second half of his words were choked in his throat, replaced by a scream.
Ruan Ping kicked hard and stepped on Liu Shengfeng's body.
Liu Shengfeng's chest and abdomen were already blurred with flesh and blood, and when he was stepped on by Ruan Ping at this moment, he suddenly felt painful.
Ruan Ping struggled to move his feet, and then stepped on the wound of Liu Shengfeng's broken arm.
Liu Shengfeng's mouth was "ho-ho" and gasped, and he couldn't even scream.
Yan Zhaoge came to Ruan Ping's side, Ruan Ping looked at him, and after a pause, he said, "Thank you for saving your life." ”
"You're welcome. Yan Zhaoge nodded, and Ruan Ping hesitated slightly: "You want to stop me?"
Yan Zhaoge waved his hand: "Where is it, leave him a life, it will be specially handed over to you for disposal." ”
While speaking, Yan Zhao Singer's palm grabbed in the air, and from the wound of Liu Shengfeng's broken arm, a trace of black streamer was sucked out and fell into Yan Zhaoge's palm: "I'm just a little interested in his previous method of temporarily reshaping the broken arm." ”
After receiving the black light, Yan Zhaoge turned around and walked away: "You are busy with yours, don't worry about me." ”
Ruan Ping nodded, and looked down at Liu Shengfeng below again, and a look of despair suddenly appeared in Liu Shengfeng's eyes.
Looking at Liu Shengfeng, who was screaming, Ye Chongzhou frowned slightly, sighed, and did not speak, Li Jingwan and Zhang Yao both twisted their heads to the other side.
Xiao Yu, who was in the same door as Liu Shengfeng, was a little sluggish at this time, as if he was thinking about something.
Yan Zhaoge's gaze looked at the place where the golden tower was located before.
It was already a ruined place, but there seemed to be something in the ruins.
[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better!] (To be continued.) )