Chapter 175: Above the Spirit

Because whether it is for spirit beasts or fierce beasts, this black dragon fetus is equivalent to a perpetual motion machine with infinite supply, as long as its function has not stopped, the natal beasts can continue to absorb the aura of heaven and earth at any time, and they will not be in a state of exhaustion of the spiritual sea at all.

And the other cultivators, after a tightly connected hunt, even if their bodies are full of spirit beast food, sooner or later they will be exhausted, and at that time, he and his spirit beasts have become an empty shell, and there is not a trace of spiritual energy in the spiritual sea, how can they face the endless pursuers?

Of course, it also takes a certain amount of time for the spirit beast to transfer the spiritual energy to the cultivator, if the pursuit can be more compact, and there is no need to wait until the moment of complete exhaustion, the cultivator who is being hunted down will be overwhelmed and killed.

But this situation still can't happen to Zhan Feihong.

Because of his spiritual sea that turned into one of the five elements, he didn't need to deliberately control it at all, and he could automatically inhale the spiritual energy that was close in the spiritual veins and turn it into his own energy.

Coupled with the distraction technique practiced by the young man, he became more and more proficient, and he didn't even need to sit cross-legged on the ground to return to the spiritual energy through the two runic spirit beasts on the back of his hand and fill the void in the spiritual sea.

Unless it is mentally exhausted and reaches a state that can no longer be supported, Zhan Feihong can be called a veritable perpetual motion machine!

However, after the torturous journey of using the technique of shrinking the land to rush all the way to the Nangong Mansion for several days, how could he end up in a state of mental breakdown under this stop-and-go journey?

"Here we go again. ”

As soon as he finished sighing, the young man's scarlet eyes caught a glimmer of light in the distant forest shadows, and his brows furrowed into eight figures.

Subsequently, more shiny lights appeared from all directions, mixed with various colors in the five elements, gradually enveloping Zhan Feihong inside.

"One, two, three, four。。。。。。 ”

The boy roughly counted the number of people, and the treasure hunters of this night attack actually broke through the ten-person mark.

He hurriedly put the five stars into his waist, and woke up the little earth fairy in his arms, and the state of the creation that was lying quietly on the side changed into a rune, and clinged to the back of his hand.

Turning into a junior talisman, Zhan Feihong didn't wait for the enemy to appear, his eyes flicked over two red rays, and the whole person disappeared into the night.

After the tea, I saw a black figure, step by step towards the position where I had left before.

And behind the black shadow, there were eleven long green threads with the thickness of a wrist, and at the end of each long thread, there was a corpse that had not yet been cold.

The blood that flowed from the eleven corpses left a terrifying mark on the ground covered with dirt and weeds, and if ordinary people saw this, Ken would fall to the ground, too frightened to say a word.

Even the scattered cultivators of these perennial hunter heads are difficult to face with such a tragic situation with a calm mind.

In fact, in Zhan Feihong's heart, he didn't want to end up like this. He's not a bloodthirsty maniac, nor is he the kind of brutal demon cultivator who loves to kill.

Even in his consciousness, he had considered mercy on his subordinates more than once.

But in the end, the boy failed to do so.

Because......

He's going to stand up!

Make your name a taboo in the circle of treasure hunters!

Only in this way can he sleep peacefully in the days to come!

This is - to fight violence with violence, to kill to kill!

Kill me until you don't dare to touch my thoughts again!

With a wave of his arm, he broke off the eleven wood spirit threads that were entwined with his hands, and Zhan Feihong kicked on the ground, jumped into the air with a "whoosh", and then turned his hand to shake off a silk thread, sticking to the treetop of a rather tall towering tree, and clinging to the past leisurely.

Looking at the word "death" on the earth, which was more than ten zhang wide and swayed with countless blood, Zhan Feihong retracted the ghost spirit silk with an expressionless face, and jumped to the ground with his head.

If the light is bright enough, you can see that the clothes wrapped around the young man's body have long been tattered, and there are countless scars hidden inside the broken steps.

Although these scars were not fatal, if Su Chuanfang, the Heavenly Wolf Holy Maiden of the Blood Demon Heavenly Wolf Sect, saw it, I am afraid that she would suddenly become a tearful person.

However, Zhan Feihong didn't care, after all, with his current cultivation, as long as it was not a serious injury that injured his muscles, bones and internal organs, just with the nourishment of the aura that flowed around his body, he could suppress the speed and even heal as before.

However, how can the muscles and bones of a young man be easily damaged?

Cultivators like them, as early as the lowest Lingmeng realm, all parts of their bodies were much stronger than ordinary people under the long-term improvement of their aura.

When promoted to the realm of agility, it is like experiencing a rebirth, at that time, the aura is completely free from the shackles of the spiritual veins, walking between the skin and bones, and nourishing every part of the body all the time.

As for the spiritual realm where heaven and earth are all my spiritual veins, the spiritual sea has completely changed into a new situation, and the flowing spiritual energy has also increased greatly.

Therefore, until the level of the ten patterns of spiritualization, the person's bearing capacity can barely accept the spirit beast transformation talisman, and the powerful impact of fusion into one qi will not explode and die.

And the demon cultivators who use the fierce beast to cultivate, compared to the spiritual cultivation, their physical condition is even stronger, after all, when they enter the spiritual gathering, they have to accommodate a guy who is dozens of times larger than the spirit beast.

Therefore, the process of demon cultivation in the promotion of spiritual convergence is even accompanied by certain dangers.

Even the three most powerful sects in the demon cultivators also have the law of eliminating five people, but for the demon cultivators, this is nothing.

The strong strength that surpasses the spiritual cultivation of the same level also represents an increase in risk, and all cultivators who have entered the demon cultivation should have this awareness.

"Boy, you write very domineeringly, I really appreciate you. ”

Just as Zhan Feihong was about to unleash the huge scythe of creation and the sigil of the little earth immortal, a voice suddenly floated into his ears from not far away.

The young man couldn't help but turn his head to look, only to see a man who was two heads taller than him, and stepped on the blood word generously. What is strange is that this man is carrying another person in his hand, and he does not look like a partner.

His eyes were covered with scarlet again, and Zhan Feihong looked at the other two people carefully, and his brows suddenly furrowed.

It stands to reason that this tall man's strength should have been more profound. But after some glances from him, although he understood that this tall man had surpassed the realm of spiritual convergence, he was able to get a glimpse of it.

On the contrary, it was the thin man who was carried in his hand, and the young man looked at it for a long time, and he couldn't see through this person's cultivation realm, as if he was covered by some special means.

"You 。。。。。。 It's also a loose cultivator who came to hunt my head?"

There was a hint of caution in his eyes, and Zhan Feihong asked faintly.

"Yes, I'm here to get your life. The tall man nodded frankly, but he couldn't hide the feeling of superiority in his momentum.

"What about you?" the boy pointed to the man in the tall man's hands.

"He?" The tall man couldn't help but be stunned, he couldn't figure out why this ninety-nine asked this kid in his hand, in his eyes, this guy was just a tool used to lead the way.

"I, I'm forced!"

The thin man didn't expect Zhan Feihong to take special "care" of him, so he had to bow his neck and reply mournfully.

"It turned out to be forced. The corners of the young man's mouth raised a strange smile, and he said thoughtfully: "Since you were forced, if I rescued you, do you want to be grateful to me?"

As soon as these words came out, not only the thin man was startled, but even the tall man's face was gloomy.

After a few breaths, the tall man's eyes were covered with a thick layer of murderous intent, and he shouted coldly: "Boy, don't think that if Lao Tzu praises you twice, you can kick your nose in the face!

With that, he waved his arm, spread his five fingers, and grabbed the thin man's head.

The thin man's face was immediately filled with fear, and he struggled desperately, but to no avail.

"When death is on the verge of death, you can still act like this?"

Seeing such a scene, Zhan Feihong's mind couldn't help but raise several questions, is this thin man's mentality really stable enough, or is he fearless at all?

Just as the answer was about to be revealed, the tall man suddenly retracted his palm and turned his gaze back to Zhan Feihong's face.

"You think I don't know your little thoughts?"

Snorting with disdain, he threw the trembling thin man to the ground. "I, Wei Qing, really look down on you, even if you sow discord, you should come to the end, really be stupid?"

Zhan Feihong squinted his eyes and glanced at the guy who was pretending to be unconscious, nodded in agreement and replied, "You're right. ”

"Grass, then I'll let you taste what it's like to die at the hands of a fool!"

An angry shout burst out of Wei Qing's mouth, and the faint green light suddenly brightened on the back of his hand, and then a seemingly strange ripple swept towards the entire arm.

As the strange ripples expanded, they became distorted, and finally split into two sections, crawling around the entire arm like a small snake, turning into a sinuous and chaotic pattern.

As the light attached to the stripes gradually dimmed, Zhan Feihong was shocked to find that the pattern covering the entire arm actually looked like a poisonous scorpion with a long hooked tail!

"Is this the realm above the Spiritual Convergence?"

There was a slight hesitation between his eyebrows, and the young man muttered to himself.