Chapter 22: The Targeted
"Just look around you." Gu Xuan's voice sounded in Zhao Feiyu's mind, "I helped you devour the power of the demon beast, consuming too much energy, you have to protect yourself in the next period of time, and don't dare to die until I wake up." ”
"I rely on the old man! Don't don't, don't! Without you, how can I be alone in this hellish place! Don't forget that the two of them are grasshoppers on a rope, and no one can live! When Zhao Feiyu heard Gu Xuan's words, his expression couldn't help but change, and he hurriedly said.
But no matter how he called Gu Xuan, Gu Xuan really didn't have any reaction.
In that sea of souls, Gu Xuan once again turned into a pale gray mist, and there was not the slightest fluctuation of life coming from it.
Losing communication with Gu Xuan, Zhao Feiyu only felt like the hanging that he was playing a stand-alone game suddenly disappeared, and a sense of uneasiness instantly came to his heart.
"Look around......" Zhao Feiyu looked around, hoping not to find some dangerous scenes.
I saw that there were many sword-like beings scattered on that lifeless land.
The surface of those swords still emitted bursts of light from time to time, and they looked quite extraordinary.
Zhao Feiyu walked to a long sword not far away and held the long sword in front of him.
I saw that there were many mysterious symbols engraved on the surface of the long sword, and there was also an aura surging in it.
Before Zhao Feiyu could take a closer look, a terrifying devouring power suddenly came from the spirit veins of the ruins in his body, which instantly swallowed up the aura in the long sword, and the surface of the long sword instantly lost all its luster and became dull.
The long sword after losing its aura. It became the most ordinary blade, and the power of time suddenly descended on the surface of the long sword.
Under Zhao Feiyu's gaze, the long sword turned rusty, and the whole long sword was instantly shattered into a pile of residue because it couldn't support its own weight.
Zhao Feiyu's face was stunned, he patted the residue in his hand, and strode forward.
Not far away, something like a seal suddenly appeared.
Zhao Feiyu stepped forward and picked up the treasure seal, only to see that the surface of the treasure seal was impressively engraved with the four big characters of Dongyin Cui's natal seal.
The spirit vein of the ruins once again came with a devouring power, and the power in the treasure seal was instantly devoured, and the treasure seal also turned into a piece of mortal iron.
"Natal ...... What the hell ......" Zhao Feiyu's brows furrowed slightly, and he looked at the blade magic weapons scattered around him again, and an ominous feeling instantly surged into his heart.
"Shouldn't these be the monk's natal magic weapons?" Zhao Feiyu muttered, his expression couldn't help but change, and a pale color appeared on his face.
He suddenly remembered that when the majestic blood qi broke through the black mist, he had vaguely seen some figures being instantly engulfed by the endless blood mist, but he had always thought it was some kind of illusion.
It's just that the current scene is all real, and those blade magic weapons still exude a faint power, proving their extraordinary.
You must know that even the magic weapons owned by the Zhao family where Zhao Feiyu is located are only a few pieces, each of which is precious and will not be easily used by others.
However, there are so many magic weapons scattered in this area, and although each one of them has turned into defective products, it is extremely unusual for them to gather together.
All this shows that these magic weapons scattered all over the place were once the natal objects of a certain monk, and now the owners of those magic weapons have all disappeared.
After the fall of the monk, the natal magic weapon that complements it will also be affected to a certain extent, and its power will be greatly weakened.
Although there is no trace of the owners of those magic weapons, the owners of those natal magic weapons must have fallen at this moment.
And all of this seems to be because of Zhao Feiyu's power to devour the remnants of the demon beast.
Thinking of this, Zhao Feiyu's forehead instantly secreted a fine cold sweat, and he couldn't help blurting out, "It's broken......"
Although Zhao Feiyu had never seen the masters of those magic weapons, Zhao Feiyu had already guessed the fate of those magic weapon masters.
"Didn't even the Wind Spirit Sect save those people?" Zhao Feiyu frowned, "Or are those people being lured back to their own family by the power of the Wind Spirit Sect's talismans, and the distance between them and the natal magic weapon is too far, so it makes these magic weapons become dull?" ”
"No matter what, it won't be a good thing to cause this situation......" Zhao Feiyu took a deep breath and couldn't help touching his chest. And the spirit veins of the ruins in my body, if I devour whatever I see, then I will soon be exposed......"
"I don't know if any monks who have fled here have seen me......" Zhao Feiyu looked at the Fallen Spirit Mountain in the distance, "But no matter what, I can't stay on the periphery of the Fallen Spirit Mountain now, the Wind Spirit Sect will definitely send someone to check the situation, if I find me, I will be unable to escape......
"Damn the old man, he always gives me problems...... Zhao Feiyu's expression sank, he opened his legs, and quickly left towards the depths of the Fallen Spirit Mountain.
Soon after Zhao Feiyu left, a black figure fell from the sky.
The figure looked at the surrounding scene, and there was a look of doubt and incomprehension in his eyes, and more of a shock.
Although the various magic weapons scattered all over the place were of low grade, they were all the natal magic weapons of monks who had just entered the path of cultivation.
It was clear that these blade magic weapons belonged to the monks who had turned into dried corpses, and at the moment, it seemed that none of the monks had survived.
The black figure looked into the distance, and saw that the huge demon beast bones were standing in the ancient forest, and there was no life around it, as if it was a dead and silent place.
The black figure slowly dissipated as if it had melted, and recondensed in front of the monster's bones.
The black figure placed his hand on the bones of the demon beast, and bursts of aura converged into the bones of the demon beast.
The scene of the monster beast's bones before its death was replayed in the eyes of the black figure, but the image of the monster beast was extremely blurry, and the black figure could not see the true image of the monster.
The black figure slowly lowered his arm and gasped.
The cultivation of that demon beast before its death was very strong, far above the cultivation of the black figure.
Although the flesh and blood aura of the demon beast bones had disappeared without a trace, the black figure could still sense the fresh breath coming from the demon beast bones, and it was obvious that the power of the demon beast bones had been devoured not long ago.
"Could it be that the existence in the depths of the Fallen Spirit Mountain is doing it......" Although the black figure knew little about the secrets of the Fallen Spirit Mountain, he still occasionally heard some secrets from Ji Ning's mouth.
"Is it true that none of them survived?" The black figure slowly closed his eyes, and his body was like a puddle of water, instantly escaping on the earth, flowing in this area.
The black liquid stopped in front of a treasure seal.
All the liquid converged again into the figure of a black figure.
The black figure picked up the treasure seal, and there was not the slightest aura in it, and it had already turned into a mortal object.
The black figure placed the sigil on the tip of his nose and took a few sharp puffs.
"It seems that there are still ...... survivors" The black figure shook it suddenly, and the treasure seal was instantly shattered into powder.
The black figure looked into the depths of the Fallen Spirit Mountain, and the figure dissolved into the earth again.
"It's over......" Zhao Feiyu walked in the ancient forest that covered the sky, and the screams of unknown demon beasts were heard around from time to time.
The ancient forest in this area is even denser than the periphery of the Fallen Spirit Mountain, and the ancient forest is filled with a rotten and rotten atmosphere, and there is an unknown dangerous aura surrounding Zhao Feiyu's heart, and the feeling is as terrifying as walking into a mass grave at night.
Zhao Feiyu knew that this ancient forest had come to the real Fallen Spirit Mountain Realm.
"Fallen Mountain...... There won't be anything unclean that will die here, that's why it's called Fallen Spirit Mountain......" Zhao Feiyu thought of this, and couldn't help but feel a cool breeze blowing behind him, making him shiver.
"Damn old man......" Zhao Feiyu looked helpless, "I originally stayed at the foot of the mountain, and I didn't use this kind of ghost place at all." ”
"I have to devour the remnants of demon beasts and let me take several lives." Zhao Feiyu sighed, "It's okay now, if you don't run, your life will be gone immediately, but if you run here, if you don't have the help of the old man, maybe your life will have to be explained ......here."
Zhao Feiyu walked to an ancient tree and leaned under the trunk.
He looked at his hands, and his brow couldn't help but furrow slightly. "And what should I do with the ruins spirit vein in my body......"
"The current spiritual veins don't seem to be under my own control, and as long as they come into contact with something with aura, they will devour aura......"
"It's okay to say if you run into a weapon or something, but if you run into a demon beast monk, what should you do......
"It seems that I still can't go to a crowded place, in case the spirit vein of the ruins uncontrollably devours the cultivation of other monks, then wouldn't others treat me as a demon, I don't even know any spells now, I heard the old man say that my current aura is still negative, and there is no way to use spells at all. If I were touched by other monks, wouldn't I have become someone else's chopping block and die a miserable death......
"And that Casting Pulse Pill ......" Zhao Feiyu couldn't help but look sad when he thought of what Mu Hao had said to him before, "I still have to look for Lingming Grass......
"I'm too miserable to start this game...... Zhao Feiyu sighed, and suddenly a gray shadow fell from the tree in an instant.
Zhao Feiyu was startled, and shrank back suddenly, only to see that it was the skeleton of a snake demon beast hanging down.
Zhao Feiyu patted his chest, "Damn, scared me to death...... I thought a monster was coming to my door......"
"Grandma's, a broken bone that has been dead for an unknown amount of time has also come to scare me." Thinking of this, Zhao Feiyu kicked the head of the snake demon beast's bones.
But the skull of the snake demon beast was not kicked off as Zhao Feiyu thought, but was extremely elastic.
Zhao Feiyu was slightly stunned, the head of the snake demon beast opened suddenly, and he roared sharply at Zhao Feiyu, and the coercion of the demon beast came instantly.
"Holy!" Zhao Feiyu's eyes darkened, and he almost fainted to the ground.