"Huang Ling, I'm fine, you go and absorb the Yuan Jing first..."The pain didn't make Yang Zhu weak.

"Can you?"

"Hey, just kidding... A person who has been abused by the King of Magic thousands of times still can't stand this pain?" Yang Zhu showed his white teeth, his face full of pride.

"Poof, do you still want to be embarrassed?" Huang Ling covered his mouth and laughed, thinking of the various clips that Yang Zhu was cleaned up by Feng Wannian, he couldn't stop laughing.

Yang Zhu's nails were deeply embedded in the flesh, and it wouldn't be so painful if he stabbed them with an ordinary knife.

The energy of the Yuan Crystal was forced out by Qin Yu with a magic element, and with the medicinal liquid, it formed a formation similar to the meridians outside the body. Shengsheng transformed the flesh and blood into a formation pattern, and that kind of pain penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

Qin Yu's robe was already soaked, and he constantly used the magic yuan to relieve the fatigue of his eyes and arms, but the mental consumption could not be weakened.

It wasn't until night fell that Qin Yu fell to the ground with a thud, kept kneading his temples, and exhaled deeply.

Mu Feng also dispersed his divine arts, as early as more than an hour ago, his magic yuan had been completely depleted, and he had to disperse the turbulent current that protected the energy of the yuan crystal, and absorbed nearly half of the yuan crystal's vitality.

"Qin Yu, how long can Yuanjing be there?"

"If it hadn't upset its internal balance, it would have escaped less than 10% overnight, but that would already be very expensive. The vitality of the first-grade Yuan Jing is already more than our current whole-body magic yuan. ”

Qin Yu said helplessly, he and Mu Feng had to rest for a few hours before they could continue, otherwise the chances of failure would increase, and they would not be able to survive at all.

"Absorb the Yuanjing and my piece in your hand. Mu Feng dispersed the turbulence and took Yuan Jing to Qin Yu.

Qin Yu sat up, the Yuan Jing escaping Yuan Qi in Mu Feng's hand slightly distorted his vision, but he could feel Mu Feng's irresistible eyes.

Without saying anything, Qin Yu held a piece of Yuan Crystal in each hand and began to absorb it. Huang Ling and Yang Zhu also began to absorb the precious vitality in the Yuan Crystal.

"There are still a few hours to go..."

There is only one complete piece of Yuan Crystal left, which is enough to complete Qin Yu's own seal carving and the Huang Ling Body Array, but the premise is that Yuan Jing's Yuan Crystal's Yuan Qi does not escape too much, otherwise, if the seal carving is consumed halfway, it will be a lot of fun.

The body formation must be carved at one time, otherwise it is very likely that it will be cultivated to a high level in the future, and the formation will be destroyed when the magic element bursts out.

And after the seal carving the Izumo Four Divine Formulas, at least their arms could not be engraved with other formations.

"You're going out, now that the Warlocks of the Linlang Kingdom have penetrated our defenses, it's too dangerous on the battlefield, what are you going to do?"

Mu Feng came to Liuxia's camp tent and expressed his willingness to leave the camp. Bai An is too busy, and Mu Feng is not good to disturb.

"I'd like to try one of my bloodline powers. "That day, Mu Feng's mind flooded with a stream of information, which was instilled in him by the Immortal Emperor Statue Tongguò consciousness.

But then Mu Feng went mad, and his memory of that night was a little confusing, and he didn't have time to think about it later.

"Go ahead. "Liu Xia lost a token, the Xishan Warlock Cultivation Camp is different from the one Mu Feng stayed in before, it is guarded in an important place, it is heavily guarded, and it is not allowed to enter and exit without a token.

For Mu Feng, Bai An means that in addition to the necessary guidance, the rest of the qiē is up to him.

Just the bloodline talent that appeared in people, Bai An had only seen it in books, how could he dare to be arrogant and mislead people's children.

"Did you give Yuan Jing to Qin Yu and them?" Liu Xia muttered as he watched Mu Feng turn around and leave.

"Divine Sacrifice to the Gods!"

Purple light flickered in the dark jungle, and Mu Feng's divine eyes once again poured out a purple magic element, but unlike before, this time, the purple magic element formed several spike-shaped tentacles on Mu Feng's right arm, and the appearance was seeping.

Mu Feng suddenly felt the strong thirst for energy in the divine eye.

"Drink. With a loud shout, Mu Feng punched into the trees, and all the spikes pierced into the trees.

Then the vitality of the trees continued to flow through the meridians of the right arm of the wind and turned upwards into the divine eye.

"It's... It is... "Vitality is also a kind of energy, but the vitality of trees is too weak and thin, and the energy absorbed by the divine eye, if it can be transformed into a magic element, even the divine power of a wind blade can't support it."

With a bang, the trunk of the large tree withered, and the rotten trunk was not enough to support the huge canopy, and it collapsed with a bang.

With a deep sigh of relief, Mu Feng's eyes flashed with a gleam.

"Actually... It's so magical!" The energy flowed through Mu Feng's right arm meridians, and Mu Feng forcibly intercepted a small part of the energy, merging into the meridians of his own magic element, bringing Mu Feng an extremely comfortable feeling.

"What if... Is it a warlock?" a thought suddenly popped into Mu Feng's mind, and then lingered.

That day, Mu Feng first took the magic power, depriving Lin Langkun of the magic element and vitality of his whole body, but all the energy was absorbed by the divine eye that time, and Mu Feng was not left a trace.

Mu Feng is like a cheetah galloping, looking for prey in the mountains of Xishan.

Roar...

In the past, Mu Feng could detect external attacks in advance, but this time, he was awakened by the roar when the beast was close to him.

"What's wrong with me?" Mu Feng woke up in the twilight, and smashed his fire fist at the night wolf that sprang out from the side.

The night wolf was frightened and fled, but Mu Feng did not pursue him.

Mu Feng watched from afar as the night wolf disappeared into the night, standing in place for a long time.

"Whew... I'm too anxious..."After thinking about it for a long time, Mu Feng couldn't remember why he was distracted just now, so he relaxed his vigilance.

The sound of the collision of supernatural powers continued to sound on the western mountain, and it was the warlock of Izumo Province who was on a mission to fight against the invasion.

Mu Feng picked a seemingly quiet path and meandered forward. With his cultivation, it's better not to get involved in these battles.

"God's eyes. ”

Mu Feng suddenly found that his divine art sacrifice god had not dispersed all along, but the glowing purple thorns had become obscure, and they were no more conspicuous than the eyes of fierce beasts in the dark night.

Covering his robe over the purple thorns, Mu Feng continued to walk. He wanted to find a lone warlock, and he had to cultivate a low level, to try his supernatural powers.

"Four hours..."Looking at the crescent moon rising in the east, Mu Feng had to return to the warlock cultivation camp within four hours, otherwise the Yuan Jing ability would escape too much, and it was very likely that Qin Yu and Huang Ling's body formation would not be able to complete the seal carving.

"Well, let's try the beast first. ”

A dozen zhang away on Mu Feng's right side, a one-zhang tall black bear was bloodily tearing at the corpse of another beast, his hands and hideous mouth full of flesh and blood.

"Thick earth cage. ”

Roar... After the earthen wall condensed by the sorcerer cultivator was only more than an inch, the black bear roared, and with one palm, it smashed the earthen arm that was about to restrain it from around its body, and roared, rushing towards Mu Feng, who was waiting for it.

"Divine art sacrifices to the gods. ”

The robe flew up, and the dim purple thorn began to radiate brilliance again under the eyes of Mu Feng Shuyuan.

"Whew... Roar..."Several sacrificial thorns were deeply inserted into the black bear's chest, and the black bear's flesh and blood squirmed violently, no matter how it struggled, the sacrificial thorns still absorbed its vitality.

"He?!" Mu Feng's whole body suddenly shook, this scene...

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