No longer thinking about this, Qin Feng took another little snow pill, and a trace of heat suddenly appeared in his abdomen, warm and indescribably comfortable.

Sitting cross-legged, he quietly fell into meditation, trying to communicate with his surroundings and cast the divine law again.

It's a pity that because the soul was damaged, he tried to immerse himself in the surrounding environment and cast the divine law. But just as he pulled the soul, the stinging pain of the soul's burning spread throughout his body again.

"Uh......h Woo......"

Unable to bear this terrible pain, Qin Feng let out a low beast-like roar.

Gradually, the sound gradually weakened. If so, there was another scream......

Sitting cross-legged on the bed in the room, the figure that seemed to be getting thinner and thinner slowly moved. As he moved, his body still trembled slightly.

When he looked up, he could still be seen biting his lip and his face turned pale.

The pain of burning his soul and the pain of his body's broken martial veins were superimposed, almost piercing his will. The cold juice on his forehead and body flowed down, and even an unknown liquid oozed from the corners of his eyes, blending into sweat and flowing down his cheeks and heels.

Salty, with a hint of blood.

The consciousness gradually drifted away, and at this moment, the two remaining powers left in the body began to loosen, and after a while, I saw that one of these forces went straight to the blue demon heart. The twelve seals that sealed the Demon Heart were cut off, and two were torn apart.

An endless stream of pure power began to escape from the demonic heart, spreading to the limbs and bones in Qin Feng's body, and even the vitality veins that had long been exhausted.

The huge spiritual power poured in, and finally began to suppress the terrible pain. After a little half a day, Qin Feng woke up from his slumber again.

After observing my own situation, it is clear that it has changed greatly compared to before. But this is the case, and the body is still accompanied by faint labor pains, such as the poison of the bones.

"It's dangerous!"

The palpitations of the Blue Demon in his body had stopped, and the energy supply was one percent greater than before. As for the vitality in the body, it has not yet been recovered!

"It's a pity that if we can revive our veins. Then the body will heal itself!"

Although it is quite regrettable, it has left a small life. Coupled with the power of the Blue Demon Heart, the recovery speed of his body has begun to speed up. This somewhat relieved him!

Glancing at the hourglass, a day passed. Thinking about it, he began to cultivate the Eight Divine Techniques!

Without the support of spiritual power, the power of other moves will naturally not be exerted.

But when it was the dragon's turn to absorb water, Qin Feng strangely found that just like he did on the day of the human sacrifice, he could rely on swallowing spiritual power.

Even if the martial veins in the body are broken, the spiritual power can still wander in the body. So that he burst out of his ordinary seventy percent power!

Such spiritual power cannot reach the dantian for storage, but it can wash away the body.

Every time you absorb spiritual power and swim in your body, although it is accompanied by a slight tingling, you can also wash your own body.

Discovering this, Qin Feng was quite excited. If it is washed repeatedly, the effect seems to be greater than the previous benefit of directly using the martial vein to run the spiritual power to wash the flesh. Knowing this, regardless of the subsequent development, Qin Feng simply cultivated the dragon over and over again to absorb water and use the spirit to cut the body.

Day after day, about a month. On top of the Heavenly Hunting Ceremony, there were less than 100 people imprisoned in the Earthshatter Palace. According to the rules of the Celestial Hunting Ritual, only seventy-two people will be left in the final ceremony. According to the rules, I'm afraid that this will be the last competition for this group of students from the Earth Demon Palace.

After several screenings, most of the young people who remain now are teenagers with seven or eight spiritual breaths.

For example, before Na Ding Yuan and Tu Hong, they had already been eliminated in the previous competition. That is, to be killed!

Now, in this case, in addition to ruthless people, there are only guys who really have strength.

On the Heavenly Hunting Platform, Fang Hu, who had practiced for more than ten days, was quite a little moved and wanted to try his skills. It's just that he was pressed by Qin Feng, after all, although he had taken a few Xiaoxue Dan, he had also learned a Divine Dragon Pavilion's Divine Dragon Fuhu Fist that he had taught him. But after all, the time is still short, and his realm has only been raised to the second level of spiritual breath. With these masters of spiritual breath, it is impossible to be an opponent at all.

Zhao Yuan seemed to be self-aware, and when he looked at some people opposite, he took two steps back with a strange expression and hid behind Qin Feng.

As for Shen Yu, he was standing on the side, and now that it had only been more than ten days, his strength had already skyrocketed, reaching about the fourth level of spiritual breath. But if he really fought, Qin Feng always felt that he would not be afraid of those guys around him.

Perhaps because those who stayed were strong, Qin Feng's team, which had never been attacked once, was now facing the pressure of the first time again.

Many unkind eyes had already looked at him.

"Qin Feng, several times before, you sheltered a few wastes behind you. Relying on you to come down from the human sacrifice ceremony, we will endure it. But this time it was different, and dozens of people had to be eliminated. All of us here have cultivated to this realm with great difficulty. If it's dead, there's nothing. Naturally, there are many of them who are unwilling!"

"That's right!"

With the agitation of this person, there are more echoing voices around him. even faintly began to form gang forces and began to target their own side.

However, in the face of them, Qin Feng showed no mercy at all.

"If you want to touch them, you can try it!"

said coldly, and immediately scared everyone away.

Qin Feng is a terrifying existence that has killed third-level demons, and he already has the strength of a grandmaster. Don't say that they are willing to kill, but they are afraid that the strength of one person is enough to kill everyone on the field.

Everyone gasped, but no one left easily.

After all, once the ritual begins, it begins to decide who dies and who lives to enjoy the glory and precious freedom.

For them, it was a life-or-death decision.

However, in the end, they couldn't face the strong people who had killed the third-level demons, and they scattered one after another.

The eight Snow Mountain Priests who had appeared before reappeared this time, and at the same time began to lay down the formation enchantment.

With a cold and cold word "start", the fighting platform began to fight wildly.

In the face of this ruthless and bloody fight, Qin Feng had no interest. Turning his back to them, his gaze swept over the stands on the periphery of the entire Heavenly Hunting Ritual.

With his experience, he naturally can't stand outsiders treating him like a toy, let alone taking pleasure in the killing of others.

Tonight, they were once again dressed in snow robes and demon masks, and the excitement and self-righteous nobility in their eyes were disgusting.

Viciously glancing at everyone in the stands, a sense of crisis suddenly came from behind him.

"It's ......"

The eyebrows fluttered, and the body was already acting before the conscious mind. Stepping out of the shadow, flashing sideways, Qin Feng quickly turned around. I saw the scene behind me clearly!

I saw a grandmaster-level powerhouse with a murderous look in his eyes, wearing a black robe, and holding a long heart-slashing knife with a strange and sharp shape, revealing a cold aura, and stabbed him in the back of the heart.

Fortunately, he took the lead and avoided the key point. But Rao is like this, the heart-slashing knife still leaves a bloody wound on his right arm.

(End of chapter)