Chapter 12: Mutual Aid I
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Walking to the side of the little crystal armor beast, Wang Feng took a deep breath, although the little guy in front of him was small, but after all, it was an S-level demonic beast, and Wang Feng didn't dare to be careless at all when he planted it into the deed bead, because if the deed bead failed to be planted, the consequences of the backlash might not be as good as the dissipation of the deed bead, but it was enough to make the soul suffer a heavy blow.
Just as Wang Feng stretched out his hand and was about to make a move, a black-robed old man beside the head of the Ling family suddenly said in a low tone: "Little guy, do you want to plant the deed bead for the crystal armor beast like this?" β
Wang Feng was stunned for a moment, then turned around and asked, "Isn't that how the Qizhu is used in the Soul Guarding Technique?" β
When the black-robed old man heard this, he actually shook his head again and again, "If you just want to plant the crystal armor beast into the deed bead like this, then I advise you to give up." β
Wang Feng was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he said respectfully: "Please advise." β
"Use your soul storm, if you don't consume some of the soul power of the crystal armor beast, how can you let Qizhu rush into his soul safely."
"Soul Storm?" Wang Feng was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly said, "What if it wakes up?" β
The black-robed old man nodded lightly, "With us old guys here, you just don't have to worry, we're not here to see the excitement." β
Wang Feng looked at the black-robed old man, and then looked around, and sure enough, except for Li Huo and You Qingfeng, everyone within nearly 100 meters had a very advanced cultivation.
Wang Feng thought about it, and in the end, Wang Feng still said to Li Huo and You Qingfeng on the side: "Stay away." β
Although Li Huo and You Qingfeng may not be able to withstand Wang Feng's current soul storm, Wang Feng still hopes that they can stay away, especially the strong fire that is giving birth to the soul seed, any consumption of soul power may affect the soul seed.
After Li Huo and You Qingfeng listened to Wang Feng's words, they immediately retreated to a hundred meters away. After the two left, Wang Feng looked at the crystal armor beast that was still lying in front of him, and said to the head of the Ling family, "Lord of the family, I have started." β
The head of the Ling family smiled and nodded.
With the head of the Ling family, the airflow within a range of fifty meters around Wang Feng's body suddenly became abnormal, and then, the dust on the ground suddenly flew up, and the clothes on the Ling family head and others began to sway violently, as if a hurricane was blowing through them, but the evil sect was standing outside the range of influence, but the evil sect was standing outside the range of influence of the fierce fire and the others could not feel anything.
The head of the Ling family and several people around him all showed a look of horror, and the black-robed old man suddenly turned pale on his face, he was also a soul cultivator, of course he knew what all this meant.
Immediately after, the shock wave of the soul storm began to appear, with Wang Feng's current cultivation, he could only send out eight shock waves in a row at most, which was the limit of the soul power that Wang Feng's soul beast little turtle could currently provide.
Wang Feng didn't keep his hand, he knew very well that in the eyes of those in power, only good tools could be valued and cherished by them, he was now a tool in the hands of the Ling family, and obviously he couldn't change his fate as a tool for decades, the current situation was a great opportunity for the people in power of the Ling family to know him. After all, no matter where you are, the status is earned by yourself, especially the status of a tool, if you can't let the people who use it know their advantages, then no matter how good the tool is, it may be thrown into the garbage heap with dust and cobwebs.
With the appearance of the first shock wave of the soul storm, the puppy-sized crystal armor beast suddenly woke up, and the four middle-aged men behind the Ling family head reacted and hurriedly rushed to the crystal armor beast's side, each of them grabbed one of the crystal armor beasts, and firmly pressed the crystal armor beasts that still seemed to be a little confused to the ground.
The Crystal Armor Beast is not particularly outstanding in terms of strength, which is not to mention the small Crystal Armor that may not have been born for a long time, it can only roar in vain when it loses its speed and is completely pressed to the ground.
Although the four middle-aged men held down the crystal armor beast, their state was not very good, they were squatting in front of Wang Feng, they were completely bearing the impact of Wang Feng's soul storm, if it wasn't for Wang Feng trying his best to concentrate the impact on the crystal armor beast, the four of them might have been even worse.
However, despite this, after three impacts, the foreheads of the four people were already covered with sweat, and the black-robed old man hurriedly walked to the four people from behind the head of the Ling family, and then stretched out his hand to bless a cyan circle of light on the heads of the four people, and with the appearance of this cyan aperture, the original pale expressions of the four people improved slightly.
After that, the black-robed old man said to Wang Feng, who was looking at the aperture of the heads of the four people: "Control your strength, the frequency of the impact can be slower, you only need to consume a part of the soul power of the crystal armor beast now, but it is not for you to fight." β
There was obviously an element of complaint or jealousy in the old man's words, but it also made Wang Feng a little embarrassed.
Wang Feng hurriedly tried his best to restrain the soul impact he found, although the effect was not very good, but with a master of soul cultivation like the black-robed old man on the side, he kept blessing the four middle-aged men who held down the crystal armor beast, and the four of them persevered.
After more than ten minutes, the crystal armor beast, which had been struggling at first, finally stopped struggling, and its two small eyes were completely closed, as if it had fallen into a coma.
At this time, the black-robed old man raised his head and said to Wang Feng, who had no abnormal expression and state: "Okay, you can plant the deed beads." β
I don't know if Wang Feng heard it wrong, he always felt that there was a strong sourness in the words of the old man in the black robe, but now Wang Feng didn't have time to think about this problem, but hurriedly pressed a blue-purple deed bead on the head of the crystal armor beast.
When the Qizhu slowly infiltrated the skull of the crystal armor beast, the four middle-aged men who were almost soaked all over fell to the ground in the blink of an eye, and even the black-robed old man hurriedly sat down cross-legged, and the performance of the five people made Wang Feng confused.
With the news of the soul storm, not only did Li Huo and You Qingfeng rush up, but even the head of the Ling family, the head of the Ling family, the head of Ling Da and others surrounded them, and as soon as Li Huo came up, he hugged the little crystal armor beast that was lying on the ground and was falling into a coma.
At this time, Wang Feng found that the eyes that everyone was looking at him had completely changed compared to before, and when he looked at their eyes, Wang Feng understood that he was definitely overacting this time.
The head of the Ling family looked Wang Feng up and down several times, and then said even more kindly: "Little guy, yes, the Wind Soul Storm that has been supported for so long is actually so easy. β
Wang Feng smiled bitterly, with the size of his consciousness space, his biggest advantage was that he had a lot of soul power, which was long-lasting, and with the consumption of soul storm for him, ten minutes or so was nothing at all.