Jiang Futing seized the opportunity and let his turbidity take the opportunity to pour into Wang Sili's body, adding vitality to her depleted strength.

The original vigorous confrontation was dragged into a tug-of-war by Jiang Futing at this moment.

As long as Wang Sili's strength is not enough, he will replace it with his own turbidity.

And his power was directly taken from the local material, and the ghost qi in the large area of dark water under his feet and the yang qi released by the artifact could be said to be inexhaustible.

Coupled with the little artifact in his body, although it is not much, it is more than enough to deal with this newly formed artifact.

At this moment, the two sides are not simply a confrontation of strength, but more like a confrontation of will.

It depends on how ruthless this Wang Sili's other personality can be.

And his soul body, how long can it last in this long load.

Since Wang Sili's body fell into a thrilling stalemate, if you didn't look at the continuous sea of power behind Jiang Futing, this piece of heaven and earth seemed to have entered a mysterious peace.

Only above the ruins, there are vigorous fighting sounds from time to time.

But soon, even the sound of the fight was hidden by the enchantment that Bai Tang had temporarily created.

On the sea level, where the water and sky were colored, it was so quiet that there were no waves, and for a while, it seemed that everything had returned to its original tranquility.

Time is like delicate quicksand, quietly lying slowly in the palm of your hand.

Jiang Futing even settled down for a while, and only the strength of his body was still running tirelessly in accordance with the specified procedures and indicators.

The movement in Wang Sili's body became smaller and smaller unconsciously.

No matter what it is, no matter how powerful it is, there is a limit to the strength and energy after all.

Endless sweetness and suppression are like a forever circular jumping machine.

It's like falling off an unattainable cliff and then falling down again.

The cycle repeats itself, and the day when you never see the end of it.

After a long period of wear, the state of the artifact obviously changed from the excitement at the beginning, to the anger of being humiliated, to the gradual anxiety of losing patience, and then to boredom, boring, and numbness......

At first, it would use all its strength to resist, but under the endless suppression later, even resistance became a formal action.

It even slowly got used to succumbing to this state, sending people under the fence, and finally completely lost its own toughness and edge.

This process is a bit like boiling eagles, and the one with strong willpower in the end is the final winner.

The calm sea seems to last for a long time, but it is only fleeting.

Until a certain moment, the movement in Wang Sili's body finally stopped completely, no matter how much their strength spurred and provoked, the artifact always lay indifferently in her body, as if she was exhausted and lying on the corpse.

Jiang Futing opened his eyes suddenly, there was a fluorescent flash in his eyes, and he reminded: "Right now." ”

Wang Sili nodded, and the momentum on his body changed suddenly, and began to soar.

The long-calm dark water rolled up the surging waves again, but the bleak wind swirled around her like a fairy.

The artifact itself is a dangerous thing, just boiling it like an eagle to make it tired, it is only temporary, and when it recovers and makes waves again, it will be Wang Sili who will suffer at that time.

So since it is already about to turn the artifact into its own thing, it is useless to simply tame it, but to make it afraid, to make it awe-inspiring, and to let it see Wang Sili's reflex of obedience.

This is absolutely safe.

In the future, Wang Sili's cultivation will be higher, and then devour, the risk will be greatly reduced.

And at this moment, Wang Si left his body

The artifact in it probably didn't expect that he had admitted defeat, and the two of them were still chasing after it persistently.

Crazy?

Are these two people insane?

Is it a genuine artifact, and if you don't offer it, you still abuse it?

Who in the world would dare to do this?!

I'm not afraid that one day I'll recover and take revenge!

The artifact still wants to resist again, but now it really has no extra strength, and the power has long been squeezed by these two people.

Now take it outside, except for its body hardware value, the rest of the ** is useless!

Just when it was still wondering whether these two people were scaring it or coming to the real thing, two majestic forces had already pounced on it one after the other!

Artifact:! In a frenzy! It's a whipping corpse! These two inhuman fellows! This is definitely a whipping corpse!

Jiang Futing didn't care how it was trembling in Wang Sili's body at the moment, anyway, it was all based on his experience of being almost killed by artifact fragments, and it was the same way as raising a bear child - to fight to death!

Hit to the service!

The method is simple, crude and easy to use!

Because it didn't take long for Jiang Futing to find that it was so frightened that it didn't even dare to tremble.

Not bad.

Jiang Futing praised himself for his self-identification, and then withdrew his strength from Wang Sili's body.

The magic circle enchantment, which he was not very good at before, was drawn smoothly in his hands at this moment.

Between the finger sketches, thousands of spells are like twinkling meteors passing through the sliding fingertips.

Ever since he was forcibly washed by the yin and yang power of the artifact, he always felt that there were many more things in his memory for no reason.

Whether it was unfamiliar or familiar, all of them were stuffed into his memory, causing him to not even have time to grope carefully.

But this forcible memory didn't make him feel any discomfort, but it fit unusually well.

As if all this was meant to be.

It's as if these things that have not been seen are his.

For a brief moment of distraction, the sealing spell was still very skillfully outlined by him, which he had never dared to think of before.

Jiang Futing retracted his thoughts and slowly slapped the seal into Wang Sili's chest.

At this point, all the power of extreme yin and yang that had just been dyed in the heavens and the earth, and the bits and pieces that were contaminated with all things in the hundred rivers, were like the tide of retreat, all of which surged towards Wang Sili's chest.

Her chest was like a black hole, containing all the power radiating from the merger of the artifacts.

When the last wisp of black and white qi swirled around like a fish and poured into her body, Jiang Futing's hands changed dexterously and rapidly, sealing the last drop without wasting anything.

It worked.

At the end of the moment, both of them invariably stopped, and the imaginary excitement and happiness did not come as expected.

It's like you're still dreaming.

He removed his palm.

But it did work, it worked.

It's so unreal, so unreal that it's hard to figure out if the current success is a dream, or if everything that happened before is already a dream.

Jiang Futing stared at his palm, his eyelashes trembled, and when he raised his hand, he found that his hand was actually trembling, and then he slowly clenched it into a fist, and when he raised his eyes to look at Wang Sili, the other party was also confused, just rubbing the place on his chest that had just been sealed.

Jiang Futing was stimulated by her subtle movements, and immediately asked, "It's not sealed?" ”

Wang Sili was sluggish, just as much

Xinzhi carefully examined his body and made sure that there was no problem.

Finally showing a relieved expression, she rarely smiled at Jiang Futing: "Very good, very good, very good!" It's so! ”

Jiang Futing seemed to be pleased by her words, the haze on his face disappeared in an instant, and the burden like a huge mountain on his body was loose and fell.

He never knew that it could be such a lucky and brilliant thing to be alive, and he gave a sincere smile just as rarely.

It's just that the smile didn't have a chance to stay on his face for two seconds, when a violent explosion suddenly came from the sky, making his face freeze again.

"You're pranayama here, I'll take a look." Jiang Futing personally performed a face-changing technique for Wang Sili on the spot.

What does it mean that the sun is shining one second, and the next second is cloudy.

That's it!

Wang Sili was already too tired to do it anyway, so he waved his hand like sending his subordinates: "Well, you go first, don't forget that I'm still waiting here." ”

Jiang Futing nodded, this place is full of dark water, and no one can run here idle and bored, so he didn't worry much about her safety, and immediately rushed towards the ruins like a streamer.

On the way over, he used to get used to the memories that came out of thin air in his head.

Formations and spells that have never been seen before, those yin and yang that were originally only a superficial understanding, and bits and pieces that happened tens of thousands of years ago, even up to the heavenly realm beyond the nine heavens.

It was all something he didn't dare to think about, and it was impossible for him to understand.

All the memories were swept away by him in this short time.

The deep eyes were filled with all the past and present at this moment, and time and memory precipitated a sophisticated and calm aura on his face, he seemed to be himself, but it didn't seem to be himself anymore.

Jiang Futing even knew very well that there was a layer of shackles in his memory, the shackles were originally thick, but since they were stirred up by this artifact that made waves, the shackles had been loosened to the point that they could be broken with a slight touch.

But he stopped in front of that memory.

Everything he had alone was enough to make him uneasy, and whenever he touched the edge of the dust, he would subconsciously resist.

It was something he didn't want to remember, and he didn't want to know anything about what had happened to him or what had happened to him.

His name is Jiang Futing, and that's enough.

Everything else has nothing to do with him.

There was an unwavering cold light in his cold eyes, and he stared ahead without distraction.

As the distance shortened, the earth-shattering sound became more and more intense.

The barrier under Bai Tang has been broken, and it seems that although the evil spirit is not at its peak strength, it still has some means.

When he was about to rush to the ruins, Sen Sen's turbid qi overflowed from his body, probably because when he sealed the artifact for Wang Sili before, his soul body was too overdrawn, and every time he used it, there would be an indescribable stinging pain on his body.

He quickly judged the situation ahead, Bai Tang didn't know what means he used, and the evil spirit and Bai Tang's own aura were extremely weak.

If it weren't for the aftermath between them, Jiang Futing would almost not have felt the existence of the two of them.

The situation ahead was not as good as he had imagined, but it was not to the point of exhaustion.

As for that Jiang Li, it can't be of any use at all under this level of combat power, so it is estimated that he obediently follows the will of the evil spirit and honestly nests behind.

It was a good time for him to stick a knife in his hand, and Jiang Futing once again borrowed the things in his memory, and his fingertips skillfully sketched in the air at will, which was a soul talisman.

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