Chapter 539
This is the second time I have seen Liyin show such a solemn look: "Can't let it come out!" Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
However, when it struck into the satin, the ghoul roared even more, and a trace of black qi overflowed as if it was about to break free at any moment.
There is no sacrificial refining at all, and how to seal Zhao Yiwen's hands is still difficult to control. Even the divine thoughts attached to it were constantly corroded, and he couldn't help but say anxiously: "Qin Feng, let's go quickly." ā
The color of emotion also floated on Liyin's face, and there was a ghost thing that could eat a hard blow and be unharmed! In an instant, he was stunned, but he didn't know how to deal with it!
At the critical moment, Qin Feng shouted: "Let me come." With a ruthless heart, the blurred eyes burst into blood and tears again, and the spiritual power of the sword held in both hands was poured into the Jieli Sword, and the wind pierced into the silk satin.
Burst.
If you can pierce it, you can't advance or retreat. It seems that the end of the sword is pinched by a powerful arm.
Sen's cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth again, and Qin Feng's hand tightened.
Airplanes.
A huge wave of spiritual power stirred, and at the same time, only the wail came from the silk satin.
Qin Feng smiled even more, and the wrestling force in his hand trembled a little bit as he lifted the Jieli Sword upward. Under the blue aura that escaped from the end of the sword, the silk satin was pushed away, revealing a spatial crack that was more than a foot long.
The fear that had been forgotten for centuries resounded again. In a panic, the ghoul lost his voice and said in horror, "No, don't. ā
Tasting the strong will to survive with the sword, Qin Feng said happily: "Don't you want to get my strength? "I don't use any other means, just wrestling with the ghouls who are bound in satin.
After persevering for more than ten breaths, in a desperate wail, the ghoul was finally completely swallowed by the cracked spatial cracks.
It was already the end of the crossbow, and Qin Feng gasped for breath under the blood and tears. If someone dared to look directly into Qin Feng's eyes at this time, they would definitely be frightened. The two eyeballs were full of cracks like cracked glass.
The silk satin flew back into Zhao Yiwen's hands.
In addition to the spatial cracks that are gradually healing, there are also artifacts that shine with the light of the Buddha. Liyin stretched out his hand to take it, and it turned out to be just a notebook. I couldn't help but shake my head and said, "It's a pity that it's the end of the Dharma Dao device." ā
Looking around left and right, I don't know when some monks came from a distance to watch, and when they drank from the underworld, they were immediately frightened away.
Zhao Yiwen leaned in at this time, and finally could care: "Qin Feng, what's wrong with you?"
I couldn't help but worry that Qin Feng closed his eyes, waved his hand and said: "It's nothing, it's just that the spiritual power is overconsumed, and I am a little tired......" Before he finished speaking, his mind sank and his body was empty. It's like falling into a bottomless abyss, and finally fainting.
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Qin Feng opened his eyes, but he couldn't see anything: "Where is this?" was shocked in his heart, and when he looked around, he found that it was in a luxurious dormitory, and Zhao Yiwen was lying on the side of the bed. I felt a little relieved, but an indescribable sense of panic hit my heart, and even if my reason suppressed it with all its might, it could not dispel the instinctive fear.
The power of the backlash is finally working, and the entropy force is overused in a short period of time, so that both eyes are blinded. I just don't know if this is temporary or permanent, or if it needs some miracle medicine to be cured? But fortunately, even if you don't have your eyes, your unique mind can help you fight and live, although there will be some flaws.
Sensing the subtle movement, Zhao Yiwen woke up in an instant, and her face bloomed with joy with fatigue: "Qin Feng, you finally woke up." ā
Pestleing his already somewhat drowsy head, Qin Feng asked, "How long have I passed out?"
Zhao Yiwen came over and sat down in front of the bed: "It's more than three months." This is the city under the throne of the underworld. But he noticed that Qin Feng's eyes seemed to be blank, and his palm shook in front of Qin Feng's eyes, and there was really no reaction.
Zhao Yiwen panicked for a moment and said, "Qin Feng, what's wrong with your eyes?"
Forcibly suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, Qin Feng pretended to be calm and said: "It's okay, you know the regeneration ability of my physical body, but the injury is a little serious." After a while, it will be fine. ā
Zhao Yiwen had some doubts in her heart: "Really?" but suddenly remembered, grabbed Qin Feng's shoulder and encouraged: "Don't worry, Liyin told me earlier that he had refined a magic medicine. I'm sure I'll be able to heal your injuries. ā
After saying that, he comforted him, and hurried to the dormitory. I only listened to the maids outside the door to come in and serve, and the footsteps became farther and farther away.
A hint of a smile couldn't help but appear at the corner of Qin Feng's mouth, it was good that someone could care so much about himself. But because of this, we should not relax in our cultivation.
After a while, Qin Feng sensed that Zhao Yiwen and Liyin were approaching with a group of people.
I only heard Li** and said: "Qin Feng, are you awake?" It's really a little sluggish, but there are some important things in the city that I have to deal with personally." By the way, I heard Zhao Yiwen say it. Don't worry, there are many witch doctors among the witches under my seat. It will definitely cure your eye disease. ā
Qin Feng couldn't help but be moved: "Thank you." He ...... day"
Before he finished speaking, he heard Liyin snort sullenly: "Then again, this is all your own suffering." If you spread the word to me, you and I will join forces, even if we can't deal with that ghoul, at least we can fight to a draw. You won't be so embarrassed. ā
It's really a gentleman's friendship, as light as water.
Qin Feng's face was a little ashamed, thinking that people and ghosts have their own ways, and he was really deliberately alienated. But I don't want to leave the yin, but I still remember the friendship between life and death a few years ago.
Seeing Qin Feng's expression, Liyin was a little uncomfortable, and hurriedly said, "Heh, I'm just saying, don't take it seriously." Okay, don't get down to business, let the witch doctor come and show you your eye disease. Don't underestimate them, although their strength has not been restored so far. But it was all famous. After that, he immediately ordered the witch doctors who followed him to check for Qin Feng.
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The soul is close to breaking apart and still alive, which is simply against common sense!
After being examined by the witch doctors, Qin Feng realized the seriousness. The so-called regenerative ability of the flesh is not without any limitations.
The backlash of long-term overuse of the space path technique also has the side effect of entropy. It has been quietly eroding the soul for a long time, no wonder I sometimes feel inexplicably tired, it turns out that the problem is here.
Sanctuary of Blood.
This is built underground, the most mysterious secret hall in the city, and Qin Feng is sitting here.
The dim and large dark room was filled with the smell of blood with a strange aroma. The floor emitted a faint red glow, and it was an eerie barrier smeared with blood.
There were also dozens of dark shadows, chanting ancient prayers in whispering voices, singing to the places of excitement, and dancing like puppets from time to time. Like a cultist who is extremely fanatical and sacrificing to a demon god.
Qin Feng was hugged and sat cross-legged in it, but his body was indescribably happy, as if he was deformed. If you really want to describe it, it is like ushering in a new birth of the flesh from the mother's body.
Qin Feng fiddled with the magic weapon that had been refined in his hand, the Holy Silk Satin and the Meteorite Heavy Blade: "But the time has dragged on a little too long, a full half a year." But I guess the one can handle it, right?"
Thinking of his broken appointment, he was still a little concerned, but Zhao Yiwen had already sent someone to inform him that there was no probable reason, so there should be no problem.
It's just that there was a friction between the demon clan and the Dustless Sect at the border three months ago, but there were quite a lot of casualties. wanted Zhao Yiwen to rush to reinforcements first, but was categorically refused. also sent a special note to give an order to himself, asking for an explanation.
Qin Feng naturally didn't care, and would never let Zhao Yiwen go to the battlefield alone. As for Yongwu, it doesn't matter how he has a seizure, as long as he knows that I'm still alive, he doesn't dare to move Dayu.
When I was thinking wildly, I only heard someone remind: "Senior, it's the last moment." Your soul will be temporarily out of the body, and there is no need to be surprised. ā
Qin Feng immediately put aside his distracting thoughts, only to see that the surrounding formation veins emitted an even more intense red light, and the blood actually condensed into crystals with a crackling sound.
At the same time, a majestic vitality suddenly poured into his body. Qin Feng snorted, the ultimate sense of pleasure, and there was an ethereal feeling in his mind. When he came back to his senses, he saw a familiar body fall to the ground. I'm floating in the air.
Probing himself with his mind, Qin Feng was a little surprised, "Well, how can my soul be like this?" Ordinary souls are all black phantoms, and the stronger they are, the deeper they become.
And his soul is dyed with a blue light, which is somewhat similar to the incarnation of the Faxiang. As for the black body, only the soul fire burned in the heart core of the soul. I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse, what will happen if this soul is completely swallowed up by this blue light?
I didn't wait to think about it more, but I felt that my consciousness was heavy. When he came back to his senses, Qin Feng returned to his body. I only felt the surging vitality surging in my body, and every cell in my body was devouring it frantically. It's been a long time since the light of day, and my eyes are finally blurry again.
A witch doctor walked up and offered a black ribbon in his hand. "Senior, the ritual has been completed. Also, the eyes of the predecessors are only barely able to see now, and then they need to slowly recuperate by themselves, and the ribbon soaked in secret medicine is also asked to be worn by the seniors. As for the predecessor's pupil technique, it must not be performed again in a short period of time. ā
Qin Feng took it and put it on, nodded and said, "Well, I understand." Thank you very much. With that, he followed the witch doctors out of the dimly lit underground chamber.
When he pushed open the closed door of the temple, he sensed two familiar people waiting here.
"Qin Feng, is it going well?ah, how are your eyes ......?"
Listening to Zhao Yiwen's anxious concern, Qin Feng hurriedly spoke to explain and appease.
After a few words, Qin Feng promised Liyin again: "Liyin, this time thanks to you." It's hard to thank you for your kindness, in short, I, Qin Feng, owe you my life. If there is any command in the future, it will be done. ā
Liyin smiled and waved his hand: "It's nothing, didn't you also help Benjun." With that, he took out a brocade box from the Qiankun bag and threw it over. "This is for you, the holy medicine refined by the witch doctor under my seat - blood essence. Serving it during combat can not only stabilize the physical body, but also quickly restore spiritual power. ā
Without being polite, Qin Feng took it: "Then this is a good thing." I've always wanted to buy this elixir, but unfortunately it's hard to see it at auction houses. ā
Liyin said proudly: "That is, this is a life-saving thing, how can anyone take it for auction." I'm afraid that only this gentleman can be mass-produced here. Haha, then again. That day's expedition, the sleeping witch soul entrusted by the Holy Soul to this monarch is the most precious treasure of the Witch God Temple. ā
Qin Feng opened the brocade box, but saw a full thirty points of red crystals neatly placed. Take out one and gently put it in the palm of your hand, it is slightly cool and soft, a little like snow, and there is a smell of blood escaping under the majestic spiritual power.
couldn't help but be curious, Qin Feng said, "How is this refined?"
With a weird smile, he said in a low voice, "You won't want to know." ā
Then the Wu guards swarmed around, and the three of them walked out.
Looking at these resurrected witch cultivators wearing the armor of the Witch Soul, Qin Feng couldn't help but say, "Are they completely loyal to you now?"
Liyin replied, "They can only be loyal to me. The Wicans will no longer accept them, and only I can provide them with refuge. As he was talking, he suddenly saw a witch cultivator leading the way in front of him with inexplicable spasms. He took out a finger-sized bottle from the pouch and drank it in one gulp, only then did he let out a groan and settle down.
Qin Feng was curious: "What is that they are taking?"