Chapter 11: Soul Demon Blood Wings
Seeing that Qian Yu was getting weaker and weaker, the red feather behind him also began to fall, and the black mourning soul power continued to swim along the feather feathers on the edge of the red feather, eating away at the red feather little by little. Although it was extremely slow, it was always slowly advancing towards the blue formation set up by Yigen Qiqi.
"It's not good, if this soul power continues to infringe on his phantom feather, I'm afraid it won't be long before he returns to the Western Heavens.
Somehow must be found to save him right away. "The ferocious hand raised his hand and slammed a heavy fist on the remaining part of the gray man-
"Wow!"
The rest of the mourning spirits suddenly rose up and dispersed.
Taking advantage of the fact that the mourning soul had not yet regathered, the dying thousand feathers fled in the direction of the ancestral hall. I can't care if Qianyu at this time can't stand the bumps of running at a high speed, so I can only let Qi Qi think of a way as soon as possible.
Qian Yu on the shoulder of the caracal was almost no breathing pulse at this time, there was no bloodshot on his face, and his lips were bruised, which was a symptom of the mourning soul raging in the body. The power of the mourning soul in the body has gathered to a rather terrifying point, messing up the former's internal organs, and the tendons, veins, and bones have all been staggered from their original positions. With such a serious internal injury, I am afraid that I have no power to return to the sky......
After a few breaths, the caracal returned to the ancestral hall as fast as he could, and Qi Qi was already waiting at the door.
"General, general, no! This kid was about to spread his wings and succeed, but unexpectedly, he ......"
"I know, the mourning spirit has invaded the body, what are you panicking, bring him in. Before Qi Qi could finish speaking, he turned around and walked into the hall, saying light-hearted words, and before he knew it, his brows began to wrinkle together, and the worst finally happened.
The caracal carried a thousand feathers into the ancestral hall, but the previously dim hall was now brightly lit, and seventy-two candles as strong as human arms were beating, as if they were arranged in all corners of the hall according to a strange pattern.
"Caracal, there is a red candle in the middle, and lay him flat on the side of the red candlestick. ”
"Yes. The caracal responded while following Qi Qi's instructions and lay Qian Yu flat on the side of the red candlestick in the middle. After putting it away, he retreated back to stand behind Qiqi.
Qianyu gradually became illusory, and the red feathers behind him were now also spread out, and the black and red were pulling back and forth between their feathers, which was Qianyu's own last stubborn resistance. But the effect is really weak and pitiful, and the black silk has been moving forward and expanding.
"Caracal, I'll be honest with you, with my current Heaven Realm first-order strength, it's really hard to save this doll......"
"Ah, General, what are we supposed to do? Give up on this one again? This kid is the best of the black veins we've encountered in a hundred years. ”
"Alas, thousands of instructions, there will still be mistakes, this is the will of God, the will of God cannot be violated. Poor Qi sighed, struggling to accept this fact.
Qi Qi suddenly turned his head:
"Caracal, I'll cut off my mixed element horns later, and instill all of my eight success powers into it. Then use the horns to protect his main vein, so that it can live. But that also means that I have to enter the customs to re-cultivate and condense the essence element, and I'm afraid it will take another few decades ......."
"General......" was about to speak and stopped.
"It's the last thing I can think of right now. That's it, help me protect the Dharma. A touch of determination burst out in Qi Qi's eyes, Qianyu is the hope of their soul returning to the mainland, and they must not give up.
Qi Qi shook his body and turned into a human form, taking off his robe, revealing a thin figure. In front of his forehead, two silver horns slowly protruded. The expression on his face became more and more serious, and the original evil and strange disappeared cleanly.
It's been thousands of years, and it's the first time that the caracal has seen Qiqi so serious—like a great enemy.
Ancient beasts, with the ability to reach the sky. But it's not a perfect body, just like a dragon has reverse scales, and a phoenix has reverse feathers. The two horns on Qiqi's head are his most precious things. Now, in order to save Qianyu who was invaded by the Mourning Spirit because of a mistake in spreading his wings, Qi Qi even confessed his mixed yuan horns.
Qi Qi closed his eyes, the galaxy behind him flashed faintly, his arms raised, and the seventy-two candles burned more and more vigorously. Suddenly, all the energy in the hall surged towards the thousand feathers in the center along with the candle flame. Finally, it coalesced into a silk thread and swayed into Chiha's chest.
"Snort...... Sneer......"
The two streams of energy began to be infused into Qianyu's body to help Red Feather fight against the power of the black mourning soul, and there were constantly 'snort' sounds one after another, which finally slowed down the erosion of black energy.
"Huh......" Qi Qi exhaled a foul breath, and then his hands made a seal, and between the handprints flying, the silver horn in front of the former's forehead became more and more condensed, flashing with silver light.
The horns of the mixed yuan were fully displayed, and the hall was suddenly full of brilliance, and all kinds of energy were jumping in rhythm, as if the courtiers were worshipping the king, bowing their heads and being in awe.
Qi Qi's backhand is a knife, holding the horn on the left hand and slashing down, before the caracal can react, the horn has already caught Qi Qi's hand. The corner of the forehead is smooth as a mirror, and the section is as black as ink. Cutting off the corner, Qi Qi at this time also suddenly withered, and even the candle light array in front of him was almost unable to support it, and he staggered back a few steps before stabilizing.
Seeing this, he hurriedly stepped forward to help.
Qi Qi shook off the caracal hands:
"I'm a dignified Holy General, it's just a corner broken, and I don't want you to support me. After saying that, Qi Qi threw the Mixed Yuan horn in his hand, which happened to be suspended at Qianyu's forehead. The former barely flipped his handprints, and the horns of the mixed yuan began to slowly float towards Qian Yu's forehead, slowly merging into Qian Yu's forehead.
When the horns completely melted into Qian Yu's forehead, the former's originally extremely weak illusory body suddenly solidified a little. The red feathers on his back also became more and more vivid, and he began to rebel against the power of the mourning soul with the help of the first two energies. Two rays of light, one black and one red, tugged behind Qianyu, slowly approaching the blue circle in the middle of the wing roots.
Maybe the broken corner of the essence was seriously damaged, and even Qi Qi didn't notice it, and the mourning black mang at this time seemed to be trying to break free from the pull of the red mang.
When Qi Qi, who had just recovered, was about to break another corner again, Qian Yu moved.
He sat up suddenly, his eyes slowly opened, but his eyes were all pitch black, and even the whites of his eyes were completely pitch black. At this time, he sat in the center of the seventy-two candles, which couldn't help but make people feel like a cold light on their backs, which was very terrifying.
I saw Qian Yu sit up cross-legged, and all the energy in his body began to surge towards his back.
No! It's not so much that they are rushing towards their backs, but they are being swallowed by the blue light array behind the thousand feathers! So much that the mourning souls that were originally arrogant and domineering in the former's body also began to flee in a panic. At this time, the battle was unexpectedly reversed, and the mourning soul wanted to escape, but the three energy forces were pulling it towards the light array.
"General, look, why is this? Could it be that the formation you put on this kid has worked?"
"My array is purely a small array that acts as a wing pattern, communicating the energy of heaven and earth to suppress the power of the black veins, but it doesn't have such an effect of resurrecting the dead. ”
Qi Qi responded to the caracal while looking carefully, and sure enough, all the injuries on Qian Yu's body were recovering extremely quickly with the influx of energy. Although the red feather on his back was still weak, black and red, on the whole, it was much better than when the caracal had just carried him back.
"Then what the hell is going on?" For a while, the two of them were puzzled, and they couldn't understand how Qianyu came back to life.
Under the red firelight, Qianyu's face slowly appeared a little bloodshot, and gradually began to be ruddy, and the bones crackled and began to return to their places. Even the broken tendons and veins in the body began to be renewed, and they began to function normally again.
"Broken and standing?, isn't it that this mourning soul has inspired the mocking black veins in this child's body?" asked the grim.
"The Mocking Wind bloodline has been circulating in the Wing Continent for thousands of years, and there are two main types: black vein and white vein. The black vein lord kills tyranny, and the power of attack; The white vein is auspicious, the power to clear disasters and eliminate disasters; The rules of each generation of pulse power inheritance are different, and it may not be true that the power of the bloodline is awakened. Qi Qi's pale face could no longer tell whether it was a look of doubt or joy. Broken the corner of his life, as strong as he is now, he is also extremely weak.
Look at Qianyu again, at this time his breath is stable, black mourning soul; red red feathers; golden candle flames; The three different energies converged into a ball at this time, and they were all pulled into Qian Yu's body by the blue array, and they were quickly blended, decomposed, and absorbed.
If Qi Qi was still strong at this time, he would definitely see the clues of strange changes on Qianyu's body at a glance. The three energies were not pulled by the blue array, they were the black dots. The black dot in the center of the blue array greedily snatched all the energy in this space, and the speed was surprising.
Generally, the cultivation of feathers communicates heaven and earth with wing patterns, and pulls the energy that fits with them to absorb and transform, which is a difficult and slow process. It takes an extremely tenacious heart and unremitting efforts for a feather person to be able to cultivate to a powerful realm that reaches the top of the sky.
Plundering this space like Qian Yu unceremoniously now, others are afraid that they can't even think of it, because before you can convert the energy into what you need, you will be exploded and killed by these huge energy supports.
Time passed slowly, the energy in this space was almost exhausted, and all the energy in Qianyu's body had reached a fairly saturated point, but Qianyu was still absorbing these energies in and out of his body at an extremely fast speed.
"General, if he continues like this, I'm afraid he will be blown up by these energies, right? Do you want to interrupt him?" asked Qiqi.
"You can see he's planning to stop?"
"Uh...... No. ”
"What did he do to interrupt him? It was his fate, my horns had passed into him, and I could feel that he was in no danger now, and that there was even a pure energy coming back to me. Let's just wait for him to wake up."
After Qi Qi finished speaking, he helped the statue next to him and sat down on the spot. Regardless of the image in front of his subordinates at the moment, he took care of himself and recovered.
Standing aside consciously, he silently began to protect the Fa for the two people in front of him.
......
Half an hour passed in a blink of an eye, and the two did not move.
Another half an hour passed, and at this time, the energy in this space had been completely depleted, and when the last bit of energy was recycled into Qian Yu's body, he burst into a loud shout:
"Ahh
Qian Yu stood up, and a pair of black and red giant wings nearly two feet behind him trembled. As soon as it was opened and closed, all the candles in the ancestral hall were blown out, and the wind blew up. The black and red streamers on the wings illuminated the entire ancestral hall.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Qi Qi and the caracal, who woke up, were completely stunned......
"This, this, this...... This won't be the ...... of Lord Mockingwind's four pairs of peerless wings."
"Soul Demon Bloodwing, right?"