And Chang'an's speed is also very fast, and the dead qi spiritual sense has always fallen on Wu Pengjing. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although Wu Pengjing found a trace of abnormality, no matter how he guessed, he didn't expect that in the rich dead aura that was constantly corroding the demon-suppressing aura, there was a pair of eyes staring at him all the time.

For half a month, Chang'an was unimpeded all the way, and all the dead qi that stood in front of him along the way automatically spread out to both sides, making way for him to make a straight road, and the dead qi in his body continued to become stronger, making the dead qi on his body stronger and stronger, and from a distance, his body almost turned into a black mist afterimage, which swept through the air at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye.

In this half a month, five more Yuan Babies have died, and the monks who are still alive now, in addition to Fuzong, Zhen Qianyu, Shi Yang, and Zu Liren, are left with him and Wu Pengjing.

Of course, these five strongest Yuan Infant existences, almost the realm has slipped seriously, which surprised Chang'an, and the most surprising thing for Chang'an is the blue aperture around Wu Pengjing's body that seems to be able to resist the corrosion of dead air.

Although Chang'an has a pair of forbidden eyes, he can observe for half a month, which still makes him incomprehensible, he thought that this was Wu Pengjing's life-saving means, until Wu Pengjing summoned the demon suppression diagram and injected spiritual power into it, making the blue circle of light around his body more crystal clear, he reacted, and under the intriguing smile on the corner of his mouth, he couldn't help but praise Wu Pengjing's cleverness.

Under the search of the Dead Qi Spiritual Sense, in addition to discovering Wu Pengjing's location, the positions of Zhen Qianyu, Shi Yang, and Fuzong were also mastered by him, the only pity was that the Zu Liren, who he had focused on before, disappeared as if out of thin air after summoning the dust whisk Spirit White Crane possessed, no matter how Chang'an's Dead Qi Spiritual Sense explored, it was difficult to find any trace of him.

If it weren't for the blood-colored dagger that he snatched, there was a faint spiritual connection with Zu Liren, Chang'an would have thought that Zu Liren was dead.

Since this dead space is his home field, of course Chang'an wants to get rid of the threat of Zu Liren once and for all with the help of the hand of dead air, but now that Zu Liren's whereabouts are unknown, Chang'an puts the only target that is dangerous to him on a person's body, an existence that also has a forbidden eye.

Fuzong's face was haggard, sitting cross-legged on a raised stone rock, looking at the death qi that was constantly surging towards him in horror, and his breath fell to the early stage of the Yuan Infant, he was worried almost every moment, when his realm slipped into the golden pill, waiting for his fate, like other Yuan Infants, he was instantly swallowed by the death qi.

But he has the heart to resist but is powerless to resist, he has prepared many means, almost useless, together with the prohibitions, he has carved hundreds of daos on the spirit cover, nearly a thousand, this is also the most prohibitions he has arranged so far, if it were not for Xuefeng, I am afraid that with his previous attainments in prohibition, he could only arrange five hundred daos at most, which is already considered a long time.

After Xuefeng, his attainment of prohibitions reached a higher and deeper level, but even if nearly a thousand prohibitions were arranged now, he still couldn't stop the endless stream of dead air, which made Fuzong's face gloomy as water, and the horror in his eyes was filled with uneasiness and fear.

"I didn't expect that I Fuzong, spending so many treasures, snatching the quota from that person's hands, I thought I could get the opportunity to break through the melting sky, but I didn't expect that I would force myself to such a point, if this dead space is lucky to break through and leave, the next dangerous place, how will my Fuzong survive..."

As soon as Fuzong's voice fell, he sighed gloomily, but as soon as he sighed, his expression suddenly changed, and he looked up violently, and suddenly saw that the black fog-like dead air above his head was increasing, and finally in the wriggling, a vague human face was formed, and at the same time, a cold and ruthless voice suddenly came out of the mouth of the dead face.

"Leave the storage bag and spare you from dying..."

Fuzong was stunned for a moment, and when he reacted, his face immediately became cloudy, thinking that there was a creature in this dead air space, until the sound of this dead air came out, and then he realized that this human face was not only a monk, but also a monk who could control the dead qi, which made Fuzong very surprised.

Under the flickering gaze, Fuzong sneered in his heart, and said with a pale face as usual: "Who is Daoyou?"

Thousands of miles away, Chang'an, who was sitting cross-legged in the gap between the stone rocks, had a cold face, and then because of his appearance, the dead qi that he had avoided was frantically frantically flocked to Fuzong, and the intensity of his dead qi instantly increased to ten times that of just now.

His scalp was numb, and he immediately screamed, his heart was bitter and depressed, and without hesitation, he opened his mouth to compromise and said: "I will give you the storage bag, but Daoyou...... Can you promise me one condition..."

Speaking of this, Fuzong was ruthless in his heart, gritted his teeth and said gloomily: "If Daoist friends don't agree, Fuzong will blow himself up, even if it can't cause damage to Daoyou, it will be enough to blow up a spatial rift in the dead space..."

Speaking of this, Fuzong did not continue, but looked at the lifeless face above his head with a look of determination.

He stared at Chang'an, and Chang'an also looked at the pale Fuzong, which made him unexpected, this Fuzong was so ruthless, not only with firmness in his words, but also with a look of seeing death as if he were at home, as if as long as Chang'an controlled the death qi and continued to corrode him, he would pinch his hands and blow himself up the next moment.

Yuanying self-detonation, Chang'an has not seen it, let alone heard of it, but the power of the Jindan period self-explosion, even if it is Yuanying's full blow, it can't be compared, and this Fuzong is still a Yuanying existence, don't look at Fuzong because of injury, and the realm fell to the early stage of Yuanying, but the monk's self-explosion is at the cost of the soul.

Although Fuzong is in the early stage of Yuan Ying at the moment, the power of self-explosion is calculated in the late stage of Yuan Ying, and that power, even if it is a full blow in the late stage of Rongtian, it is even more terrifying and wider.

Fuzong's life and death, of course Chang'an cares, from the beginning of entering this void place, they are the enemy, even if Fuzong explodes and really blasts out a spatial crack in the dead space, Chang'an is also confident that he can survive, what he values is not Fuzong's storage bag, but a very important thing for him, and the storage bag is just his excuse.

Chang'an's face was unwavering, and he pondered: "What conditions?"

"Since Daoyou can control the dead qi, then please also ask the Daoist to swear by Daoji, and after getting the storage bag, help me leave the dead qi space! I Fuzong will never pursue it afterwards..."Fuzong stared at the dead man's face and gritted his teeth seriously and spit out.

Staring at Fuzong's frank appearance, Chang'an sneered, if there was no Wu Pengjing, Chang'an would definitely think that this Fuzong was a simple, loyal and honest person, but his wishful thinking had already been seen through by Chang'an.

Not to mention what Chang'an needs, just to let Fuzong leave the dead space, Chang'an will never agree, if Fuzong is allowed to leave this place and restore his strength, what will he use to control Fuzong at that time, and what will he rely on to gain the upper hand and threaten him.

The existence of Yuanying who can live for hundreds of years, there is hardly a fool, in Chang'an, this scheming Fuzong, if he resists, it is more or less logical, but he can take out the storage bag so refreshingly, there must be fraud, and he will definitely turn back afterwards, how can he be fooled.

"Okay, I promise you..."As soon as Chang'an's spiritual sense ripples dispersed, the surrounding lifeless qi roared, and immediately scattered into the distance.

Seeing that Chang'an did not swear by Daoji, Fuzong didn't dare to force the other party to be too anxious, took down the storage bag tied to his waist, hesitated for a while, gritted his teeth and opened the talisman spirit cover, and threw it decisively into the air.

Chang'an's mind moved slightly, and the dead air suddenly condensed a pair of big hands, and took the storage bag in his hands, and at this moment, Fuzong's expression suddenly changed slightly, and the hands that were placed on his knees suddenly pinched several magic decisions at this time.

At the same time, the storage bag that was grabbed by the big hand of the dead qi suddenly flashed a strange light.

Under the appearance of this strange light, a terrifying aura of destruction suddenly overflowed, Fuzong's eyes were gloomy, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he roared "Burst!"

As soon as this explosive word came out, a wave of air suddenly overflowed from the storage bag, and the dead air around the blowing flew far away, but the next scene completely frightened Fuzong.

After waiting for a few breaths, the aura of destruction that spread out in all directions was actually moving, getting smaller and smaller, until it disappeared, just like the scene just now, it was the general appearance of the illusion, until a sneer came out of the lifeless face, and Fuzong's hideous face appeared in shock for the first time.

"Yes, eight hundred and ninety-eight prohibitions, being able to arrange so many prohibitions in the storage bag in an instant, it seems that the attainment of prohibitions has reached the point of dissolving prohibitions with one thought, but it's a pity... If it were someone else, it might have been your way..."

As soon as Chang'an's cold words fell, Fuzong's expression immediately became worried, and he lost his voice: "You... You're the one who broke my ban all the time in Xuefeng?"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Chang'an's mouth, and he didn't answer the other party, but the spirit cover that had just been opened by Fuzong, the crack that could reach into one arm, was never recovered, and as Chang'an's killing intent emerged, a large amount of dead qi instantly drilled into the crack, and when Fuzong reacted, it was too late.

Because this spiritual shield was laid by him with a ban, but now no matter how he makes up for it, the crack of the prohibition is always shrouded by another energy, and under this energy, there is also the same energy as his forbidden eye, how can Fuzong not know that all this has long been in Chang'an's calculations.

Asking for a storage bag is nothing more than asking Fuzong to open the spirit cover by himself, as long as there is a crack in the spirit cover, Chang'an, who also has a forbidden eye, although he does not dare to guarantee that he can instantly break the other party's forbidden spirit cover, but let the other party's spirit cover lose its effect, but it is simple, Fuzong is repairing, he will break it, this back and forth, the crack has always remained in the gap the size of an arm.

And with the passage of time, the dead qi that poured into the spiritual shield caused Fuzong to have to use spiritual power to resist, and this resistance made Chang'an's breaking speed occupy the peak, and as the gap became bigger and bigger, Fuzong's screams immediately resounded in the world here.

Fuzong's entire essence and spirit, at a speed visible to the naked eye, slowly withered, his skin became sores, and his face instantly aged for dozens of years, and even his body was rapidly depleted, and under the corrosion of dead energy, all spiritual vitality was blocked, so that Fuzong's screams were mixed with a monstrous poisonous resentment.

From the beginning of entering this void place, Fuzong imagined countless crises, and also thought of how to escape from being attacked by someone, but no matter how he thought about it, he didn't expect that there were people who were comparable in prohibition, not only that, but he could control the use of the hand of death to attack and kill himself, and he could even be sure that the person who controlled the death qi was thousands of miles away, or even thousands of miles away, looking at him with a sneer.

Unwillingness and desire to survive made Fuzong's screams suddenly turn into a shocking roar, and the spiritual power that kept surging out of his body to block the death qi suddenly ran crazy in a strange way.

Under this, it can be seen that in the Linghai of Fuzong's dantian, the Yuan Infant who was sitting cross-legged on the Dao Ji, exactly the same as Fuzong's appearance, and his whole body was shining with silver-white light, suddenly looked painful and trembled, but then, this Yuan Infant was divided into two under the sound of a bang.

When a violent spiritual power rushed out, Fuzong's eyes widened, his pupils protruded, his face was like dead ashes, his body shrank rapidly, and the existence of two yuan babies in his body was divided, and at the same time he opened his mouth and spit out a ball of soul fire, Fuzong's eyes showed poisonous resentment and glanced at Chang'an's lifeless face, and he pinched and exploded his law on the spot.

And at this moment, Chang'an, who had only been moving, suddenly opened a pair of all-encompassing cold eyes, and as his left hand was raised, a strange aura was released, and a black lightning suddenly shot out from Chang'an's raised fingers.

All the approaching dead qi retreated one after another, and in an instant, they crossed a distance of thousands of miles, went straight to Fuzong, passed through the gap in the forbidden spirit cover, and drilled into Fuzong's eyebrows.

Fuzong trembled, spit out a mouthful of blood, and a loud bang immediately roared in his mind, making his mind agitated in a trance, only to see the sound of the explosion, suddenly forming a barb, from Fuzong's mind, straight through the dantian Linghai, stabbed on the Yuan Baby, and then pulled.

Fuzong's sturdy body instantly dried up into skin and bones, and the Yuan Ying who was stabbed directly out of the body, following the call of Chang'an, faintly disappeared into the black fog, and at the same time, Fuzong's eyes immediately became godless, and his middle-aged face instantly became an old man in the morning and twilight, and fell to the ground.

Together with the Yuan Infant who was split out of his body, at this moment, the exhaustion collapsed and disappeared, and the dead qi poured in, instantly enveloping Fuzong's entire body, and at this moment, an eyeball dripping with blood was pushed out of the spirit shield by a ball of dead air, and with the disappearance of the dead face, the eyeball immediately flew to a place.

Feeling the end of his life, Fuzong, Chang'an closed his eyes, sighed, and became silent, if it weren't for Fuzong's serious injury, and in such a lifeless space that was beneficial to him, it would be difficult to kill the other party, but when he really killed a Yuan Baby, Chang'an did not have a trace of excitement in his heart, nor a trace of excitement, but some bitter loneliness.