As time passed, Su Feng seemed to be writing calligraphy, using his sword blade to seal a series of brilliant characters in the void.

The swordsmanship is strong and powerful, and the pen walks the dragon and snake, which seems to be a combination of man and iron sword.

The cheeks, which were originally bloodless, became extremely bright red under the replenishment of the elixir, like a boiled lobster.

In Fei'er's eyes, Su Feng splashed ink like a madman, and what was spilled was not ink, but red plasma.

But in Qianlong's eyes, there is another mystery.

He knew very well that Su Feng was using his divine thoughts to control his spiritual power, leaving the entire space with a pre-arranged secret talisman, just hoping for the moment when it finally exploded!

Fu Zhen contains sword intent and accumulated Dao rhyme, if he is allowed to complete all the arrangements, it is definitely not as simple as one plus one equals two.

A hurricane-like aura permeated his body and swept away with the bolt of his fingertips.

Whether it was a raw Gu or a powerful Soul Breaking Gu, in the face of the ultimate demonic energy, there was no strength to resist at all.

In an instant, the invisible city fortress condensed out, lying in the middle of the two sides.

Feeling the terrifying power contained in that demonic aura, Su Feng frowned, and an unprecedented sense of horror occurred in his heart.

That majestic power seems to be able to take people into the sea of corpses and blood, and completely sink.

But what is puzzling is that from beginning to end, the other party has ample opportunities to kill himself, but he never makes a move.

Now it's even more about using demonic energy to forge a defensive layer, rather than giving full play to the extreme destructive power of demonic energy.

What exactly does he want to do?

But the current situation does not allow Su Feng to think about anything at all.

Because of that strange demonic aura, it seemed to sense the horror of Su Feng's seal carving runes, and began to operate independently, turning into a bloody Shura, quickly moving around the entire palace, compressing the activity space of Su Feng and the two of them almost to the extreme.

"Si Yan, help me!"

Su Feng shouted angrily, and Si Yan, who was flying in white, waved his palms and controlled the confronting of Chasing Wind and Qianlong.

The penetrating force did not pierce the barrier, but instead formed a situation of two powers, and the void continued to thicken, becoming distorted and illusory.

"Little Sword Spirit, is it true that you sincerely want to die?"

With that, Qianlong's qi and blood surged, transmitting the terrifying strange power through the palm of his hand to Si Yan's body, instantly suppressing it in it.

He knew very well that Si Yan was a spirit body, and the demonic qi was precisely the natural nemesis of the spirit body.

Therefore, Qianlong gave full play to his own advantages and pressed his arm down inch by inch, as if to destroy Si Yan's willpower.

"Master, you can set up, here I am!"

Si Yan didn't look back, his eyes were resolute, and he looked at Qianlong.

Although before that, he took the pill given by Su Feng and forcibly recovered to fifty percent of his peak state.

But the continuous high-intensity battles still made it difficult for Si Yan to hold on for too long, and he could only barely resist the oppression of the other party.

At the moment of life and death, Si Yan never skimped on his strength, and his sharp sword qi surged out, wanting to block Qianlong's advance.

Qianlong's face was gloomy, and his five fingers poked out like lightning, instantly covering the top of Si Yan's head.

Before Si Yan could react, the little spiritual power he had left was stripped away by the strange power, transformed into black and red demonic energy, and floated into Qianlong's mouth and nose.

"Heaven Swallowing Demon Skill...... Why do you do such evil deeds?"

Si Yan instantly saw the origin of this exercise, and his eyes were full of horror.

The Heaven Swallowing Demon Skill is an evil method of ancient times, which can absorb the power of others for one's own use.

What's more, this exercise is inherently restrained from the spirit body, and it is even more devastating to Si Yan.

At this moment, Qianlong's palm was like a magnet, firmly absorbing Si Yan's figure, even if he wanted to return to the Immortal Sword, he couldn't do it.

His handsome cheeks turned pale at a rate visible to the naked eye.

on fair skin

It is full of dark cyan meridian blood vessels, like sinuous and twisted earthworms.

Obviously, Si Yan was close to running out of oil.

Qianlong erupted in maniacal laughter, her face hideous and distorted.

"Little sword spirit, it's a pity...... Even if you knew, what if you didn't want to be my nourishment?"

"Absorbing your power will definitely help me get out of here!"

Soon, between Si Yan's eyebrows and Qianlong's five fingers, a bridge of demonic qi condensation was built.

Si Yan's power was injected into Qianlong's shriveled and emaciated body using demonic qi as a medium.

Seeing that Si Yan was about to be suppressed, a clear dragon roar came from the void.

Brilliant sword qi runes shot out like flying stars.

Sonor!

The sharp sword intent instantly severed the chains connected by the demonic qi, preserving the last bit of spiritual power for Si Yan, so that he was not sucked into the soul and scattered.

Rao is like this, and Si Yan has not saved the slightest strength to fight.

"You've done well enough, I'll take care of the rest."

Su Feng gave Si Yan a look, and the latter understood and reclassified himself into the chasing wind.

Seeing that the prey in his hand was lost, Qianlong was slightly annoyed.

Qian Long raised his thin arms, and the tattered cloth clothes around him danced, constantly swaying in the wind, trying to wipe out the rune formation arranged by Su Feng.

"Your heart is in turmoil, so your formation is not complete." Chiryu grinned.

"The quality of the formation also depends on who controls him, when my father used a 'killing word to trap you for more than 20 years.......

Su Feng said expressionlessly, "Now I can also bury you here forever!"

There is really no problem with what the other party said, Su Feng's formation layout is indeed a lot worse.

As a seven-star sword formation, there were at least two large parts missing.

But the power in it is quite pure, greedily devouring every trace of spiritual power in the space.

Since he couldn't directly turn it into a killing array, Su Feng could integrate it into his bloodline, so that every part of his body could be strengthened.

Although he was still unable to use his spiritual power normally, he turned the entire formation into the "Second Golden Pill", which was equivalent to manipulating the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to fight for him.

Su Feng held the sword with his backhand in an extremely strange posture and stabbed it towards Qianlong's chest.

"Carving insect skills, what kind of character are you really in?"

As soon as Qianlong's voice fell, the smugness and arrogance on his face had not yet dissipated, and Su Feng's figure suddenly disappeared in front of him.

Miaojiang's top Gu worm——

Fuyao!

Under the control of Su Feng's mind, Fuyao took Su Feng and swept out about ten meters.

But it was this distance that made Qianlong unprepared, and all the previous attacks missed, like a punch on the cotton.

The blade of the sword transmits a powerful force, constantly cutting through the air around it.

With the blessing of the sword intent rune, the entire space reverberated with a sharp air current, like lightning stabbing Qianlong's chest.

To Qianlong's surprise, he suddenly discovered that the power of Su Feng's sword could not heal itself!