69. 069. The Grim Reaper's Scythe

Yan Zijiao was in a dilemma, he knew Feng Jiuge's character, and besides, he couldn't return his spiritual power to Jiuge now, if he didn't deal with it, he would not be able to protect himself, let alone save Jiuge.

Helpless, Yan Zijiao had no choice but to put Jiu Ge flat on the bed, and then folded his palms to enter the stage of concentration, trying to calm the manic spiritual power in his body.

After a while, even after the fusion of spiritual power, the spiritual power in his body was very manic, quite in the style of Feng Jiuge, which made him can't wait to go crazy and want to vent!

"Nine songs!"

Yan Zijiao tried to call Feng Jiu Ge lightly, and after making sure that she was just asleep, he left with peace of mind, if that powerful spiritual power was not vented, it was estimated that he would not be able to survive tonight.

Feng Jiu Ge wanted to help Yan Zijiao upgrade to the Divine Fire Refiner stage, and without reservation, he would transfer all the spiritual power of the summoner in his body into Yan Zijiao's body, such a bold attempt was probably only made by Feng Jiu Ge, a crazy person.

If it spreads, the Cloud Atlas Continent doesn't know what kind of waves it will set off, because this is the biggest taboo in the Cloud Atlas Continent.

It wasn't until the bell rang for class that Feng Jiu Ge woke up from her deep sleep, and she sat up violently looking at the unfamiliar curtain, but fortunately, Yan Zijiao was not in the room.

Recalling last night's crazy move, Feng Jiu Ge hurriedly checked herself, and couldn't help frowning, the spiritual power belonging to the refiner in her body disappeared.

It was as if a tree had been uprooted, and the breath that belonged to the refiner was nowhere to be found.

Even the luster of the fire element, which he was proud of before, was not as good as before, and the original scarlet dull mania turned crimson, and it felt that the power was several levels worse than before.

If she was already a king-level late-stage qualification before, then now she is probably not a king-level either.

"Is it because after giving your spiritual power to others, you really lose yourself?" Feng Jiu Ge looked at his palms in confusion, and his willow eyebrows were lightly raised.

The powerful summoner's spiritual power from before was still there, so the damage to Tsui Ye was too subtle for her to ignore.

Now after losing the refiner's spiritual power, I found that it seemed that someone had dug a hole in my body, and it was in vain to even try to repair it.

Just when Feng Jiuge was lost, the door was suddenly kicked open, and Yan Zijiao stood at the door with an excited face, his white clothes stained and unkempt, as if he hadn't slept all night.

Yan Zijiao touched Feng Jiuge's slightly pale face, the excitement on his face was swept away, and he hurriedly stepped forward and said with concern, "Jiuge, your face is so pale?" Is it that the body has not recovered yet? ”

"I'm fine." Feng Jiu Ge shook his head and got out of bed avoiding Yan Zijiao's outstretched palm.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she got out of bed, her eyes fell into Yan Zijiao's arms as soon as it was dark.

"Nine Songs!!"

"I'm fine!" Feng Jiu Ge shook his head and forced himself to be sober.

Damn, she underestimated the spiritual power of this Cloud Atlas Continent too much, it was like the blood in her body, she was simply a sign of excessive blood loss!

"And say you're okay!" Yan Zijiao hurriedly helped Feng Jiu Ge to sit down, sighed before continuing to speak, "You were too reckless before, you didn't listen to me at all and forced me to transfer spiritual power, do you know that this transfer of spiritual power is a forbidden technique in the Cloud Atlas Continent!" ”

"Forbidden?" Embarrassment, she wouldn't be so unlucky, would she?

"Spiritual power presents different postures according to different individuals, each spiritual power is unique to a single living body, if it is forced into another body, all spiritual power will disappear, and at worst, both will lose and go mad, so it is listed as the biggest taboo in cultivation!"

Hearing this, a line of cold sweat slipped from Feng Jiuge's forehead, and he could only hold on, "Don't worry, I just changed my bed last night and rested badly, don't you see that my spiritual power is still there?" She spread out her palm, and a fireball burned in her palm.

Yan Zijiao sighed and shook her head, her heart finally landed, and she could only tell her not to do such a stupid thing again.

I still remember that the cult people who appeared a few decades ago developed an evil method of cultivating and absorbing the spiritual power of others, and the sect leader went mad and killed all his subordinates before committing suicide, of course, this is just a rumor, and no one knows what the cult that cultivates forbidden arts has become.

"Okay, let's not talk about me, did the spiritual power that was passed on to you last night allow you to enter the Divine Fire Refiner stage?" Feng Jiuge looked at Yan Zijiao with a solemn face, if it didn't work, even she would have no choice now.

Hearing this, Yan Zijiao's tense face finally showed a hint of a smile, and he was so excited that he stretched out his hand to grasp Feng Jiu Singer, "Last night, I did enter the Divine Fire Refiner stage, but no longer so. ”

"How can this be ......"

Feng Jiu Ge wanted to say something, Yan Zijiao immediately stretched out two fingers to cover her lips, and spread out his palm with his other hand, a delicate bracelet was lying in his palm, and the bracelet was inlaid with a small sickle pendant.

"You've done it?" Feng Jiuge's eyes were full of joy, and he couldn't wait to pick up the bracelet and take a closer look.

As soon as her fingers touched the bracelet, a powerful aura came from her fingertips, wasn't it the spiritual power she had lost?

Seeing Feng Jiuge's puzzled face, Yan Zijiao hurriedly explained everything that happened last night.

It turned out that he really successfully entered the Divine Fire Refiner stage with the help of Jiu Ge's spiritual power, but the spiritual power in his body was raging, and he wanted to take the opportunity of casting the Death Scythe to fuse the spiritual power, but those spiritual powers were like having an independent consciousness, and they were constantly integrated into the scythe when the scythe was refined, and when the scythe was refined, the spiritual power that originally belonged to Jiu Ge in his body also disappeared.

After listening to Yan Zijiao's words, Feng Jiuge's heart was blocked, and he touched the bracelet in his palm distressedly, "You must really want to come back to me to be like this, right?" I'm sorry, I'll never do such a stupid thing again! ”

Feng Jiu Ge held the bracelet on his chest and solemnly promised, the bracelet seemed to be telepathic, and suddenly turned into a wisp of dark green aura wrapped around her wrist, and when the aura disappeared, the bracelet was already on her wrist.

Even Yan Zijiao was shocked by this situation, it was the first time he had seen the work of the Divine Fire Refiner, which was probably the realm of the unity of man and weapon in the legend.

"Jiu Ge, try it quickly and see the effect!" Yan Zijiao was already a little impatient, this scythe was refined according to Jiu Ge's will, although it was borrowed from him, but he was not good enough to launch it.

Jiu Ge hurriedly nodded and got up, sensing the spiritual power on his wrist and reaching out to hold it, only to hear a bang, the pendant on the bracelet turned into a huge death scythe, the curved blade had a strange shape, the blade was cold, and the entire sickle was wrapped in a layer of green mang.

The pattern on the hilt of the sword was like a charm, and a steady stream of power poured out, comparable to a part of her body.