Chapter 119: The Power of the Owl God, the Body of the Black Sparrow
Luo Yan looked at Qing and said coldly, "What you did to my apprentice makes me unable to forgive you. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info The place here is too small, and I have the ability to go out and fight. ”
The elders of the four factions had long planned to fight with Qing, and they were even afraid that Qing would slip away, so they also echoed: "It's too crowded here, go out for a decisive battle." ”
Qing hooked the corners of her mouth and said very unkindly: "I said, I'm not here to fight, I'm not interested in fighting now." ”
Qing's meaning is to be here with an iron heart, so that the elders of the four factions can see what Ayin is.
Luo Yan is of course very clear about this. She glanced at Ayin worriedly.
She knew that no matter who was there now, there was no way to remove Ayin from the scroll.
Luo Yan's heart was crossed, and she couldn't take care of everything.
She brewed a spiritual power and attacked straight towards Qing.
The elders of the four factions looked at it, although they didn't know what Luo Yan meant by starting the fight at this time, it was already obvious that they were standing in line.
Since you want to fight, then let's go together.
So a group of people were only a stone's throw away from Ayin and began a fierce battle.
Fortunately, the elders of the four factions made a move, and they also paid attention to Ah Yin next to him, trying not to accidentally hurt the disciples of the Lingyin Sect. And Qing naturally didn't want Ayin to die so quickly, it was still useful to keep her, so she deliberately kept her.
Although Ayin was in the middle of the two forces, and all kinds of spiritual light brushed her through and searched, she was surprisingly unharmed.
Ayin originally thought that it was enough trouble for a person who didn't know why to suck her scroll, and a bunch of elders who suddenly started fighting.
Ayin wanted to say that he wanted to fight out. Don't let me suffer from the fish in the pond.
After all, it's not fun to always be on the lookout for bullets and bullets that are close at hand.
Just as she was thinking this, Luo Yan spoke.
"If you want to fight, go to the outside of Heaven and Hell, and don't hurt innocent people."
Of course, Qing was not to be outdone: "Just with your and my spell cultivation, will you still hurt innocent people?" ”
Of course, what Qing said was true, because although Ayin was in the middle of the battlefield, he was still safe and sound.
"Swords and guns have no eyes, can you afford to accompany them if they are injured?" Luo Yan shouted as she tried to use a spell to lure Qing out of the Heavenly Prison.
However, the elders who came, when dealing with the scroll, had already lost the eight strongest. Now the remaining dozen or so, with Qing barely fighting is a slight advantage, to say that it is even more difficult to force him out of the cell.
Qing stuck to the heavenly hell, not moving.
Luo Yan saw the difficulty of this task and frowned.
At this moment, the scroll suddenly made a "clang" sound.
The scroll, which seemed to have released all its power, suddenly turned into a shriveled scroll, broke off the chains of the heavenly hell, fell to the ground, and rolled a few times.
Everyone was stunned.
The fighting came to an abrupt end.
Everyone was stunned. Qi Qi looked at Ayin and the scroll on the ground.
Qing and the elders of the four factions leaned a few steps in the direction of the scroll at the same time.
Because everyone didn't figure out why the scroll was out of the control of the Heavenly Hell Chains.
At this time, the head of the sect, Zhenjun, who had just recovered from meditation, reached out and took the shriveled scroll under the defenselessness of everyone.
The head of the house, Zhenjun, took it very easily, so Qing didn't pay attention to it. Even all the elders didn't pay attention.
The head of the sect, Zhenjun, stood up, held the scroll in the palm of his hand, and studied it carefully. It looked like it was just a shriveled scroll, and the Yin spiritual power inside had been completely depleted. Even, even the outer seal was completely destroyed, and there was not even the slightest power on the entire scroll.
The people around watched the actions of the head of the real monarch. Even Qing was a little stunned.
After a long time, the head of the sect Zhenjun received the scroll to himself and said to everyone: "The power of the gods on this scroll has all been released. That's why it lost the shackles of Hell. ”
After speaking, the head of the house, Zhenjun, turned his gaze to Ayin.
All the elders of the four factions present heard what the head of the sect really meant.
The power of the gods is all gathered on Ayin's body.
However, you look at me, I look at you, and I don't know what to do.
After all, Ah Yin was a disciple of the Lingyin Sect before, and he also won the third place in the Shikoku Grand Exam.
Such a promising disciple encountered such a thing. How to deal with it still has to wait for the decision of the head of the Spirit Yin Sect.
So everyone turned their attention to the head of the house.
The head of the house, Zhenjun, kept staring at Ayin and didn't move.
Ayin was still sitting on the ground, and she knew that everyone next to her, including Qing, was watching her.
Ayin didn't look up, because her current physical condition didn't give her time to look up.
Ayin's eyes were almost dark.
The darkness enveloped her entire body, as well as her eyes. From her point of sight, everything was covered with a veil of gray.
And all the people present, except for Qing and Luo Yan, saw Ayin become like this for the first time, and they all showed shocked eyes.
Originally, everyone thought that the black demon would just wrap around her for a while and then disappear.
However, everyone is wrong.
Even a drop of phoenix blood in Ah Yin's body can't suppress the complete power of the gods.
Ayin's body gradually changed.
This time the change is actually different from the previous two times.
Because the power of the god of the whole body is naturally different from the previous state where only half of the power is awakened.
Ayin raised his hand and saw that his skin was covered with a familiar layer of black scales.
Ayin thought that it was in full view of everyone. There was no way to hide it, and a hint of despair flashed in her eyes.
is as desperate as her, as well as Luo Yan.
And Qing, who was watching from the side, showed a bloodthirsty excitement in her heart.
Qing hooked the corners of her mouth.
On Ayin's body, a body of black scales first grew.
As her entire body was covered in scales, a black feather grew wildly from the back of her hand, like a sprout.
From the back of her hands, to her arms, to her shoulders, it gradually spread throughout her body.
Ah Yin can't control this, even if he mobilizes the phoenix blood in the True Yuan to suppress it, there is no way to stop it.
The pain of the scales growing on her skin made her flesh wounds feel a heart-piercing pain, and she almost fainted.
And, this is indeed a change that made her reborn.
Gradually, a black black finch shape appeared on Ayin's body. Filled with yin spiritual power, the black evil has always wrapped around Ah Yin's body.
I only heard an exclamation from the mouth of the head of the real monarch: "Could it be ...... The body of a black bird? ”
The head of the sect, Zhenjun, vaguely remembered that twelve years ago, when he was asked for help by the Red Feather faction of Fengyang Kingdom and asked the four major sects to join forces to fight against Qing, behind Qing, there was a phantom shadow of a black bird's body, which was the appearance of Ayin in front of him. (To be continued.) )