Chapter 90: The Giant Tree in the Sky
Qi Tian and Feng Suiying sat cross-legged opposite each other, surrounded by countless ghost mothers flying, and a complicated magic circle appeared at Qi Tian and Feng Suiying's feet.
Feng Suiying looked at this magic circle blankly, his face was sad for a while, happy for a while, and finally let out a long breath, "I will neither let you die, nor let yourself die, so I have to share your divine consciousness into my door! When I revoked this subsidiary seal, I still had to consume a lot of essence blood, and I lost a little bit anyway. ”
Feng Suiying said, one hand forward, and pressed it on Qi Tian's forehead!"Pump!
Feng Suiying concentrated all his attention, but he couldn't extract a trace of Qi Tian's divine consciousness anyway!, "What's going on?"
Feng Suiying was puzzled, tried twice more, checked it, and found no problem, "How is this good?
Feng Suiying's voice was full of tears, as if it was really difficult to accept this conclusion, "That's it! Anyway, they are all brothers, and whoever pulls them is not the same?"
After thinking about it again and again, Feng Suiying gritted his teeth and did what he thought was a great shame in his life!
Qi Tian saw all kinds of past lives in his sleep, and finally the time was fixed on Feng Suiying's complicated gaze, he didn't believe that Feng Suiying would do anything unfavorable to him, and he didn't want to believe in any other possibility.
Suddenly, Qi Tian felt a cold aura rush towards the Mud Pill Palace! This cold qi swept through the Mud Pill Palace in an instant with a dashing and free momentum! His body shivered uncontrollably, and then layers of cold black ice crystals began to condense from the center of his eyebrows!
Feng Suiying's face was slightly pale at the moment, he opened his eyes slightly, and glanced at Qi Tian, but he was stunned when he saw it, "Why is it frozen? This is okay? Could it be that Qi Tian's little brother is too weak and has been restrained to death by my wisp of spiritual power, right? If this is the case, then it would be a pity to meet and know each other just now! But no matter what, it doesn't matter if you can withstand it or not, you and I will always meet again!"
The wind swayed twice and stood up straight, and a jar of wine appeared in his hand, "You and I have a fate, and now you have inherited this fate, then the contract has been completed, if you can't afford it at this moment, naturally you will have the next life, the next life, one day you and I will either wear off, or it can be continued." ”
As soon as the time passes, it is a day, and the wind is not in a hurry.
Only Tie Guan Li couldn't see through the current situation on it, and only kept tapping the ground with his cane, "If it weren't for the fact that there were more than twenty monks of the same rank in this gladiatorial arena, why would I have waited here? I didn't expect that so many foundation building period monks still didn't make people feel at ease! With the loss of Wu Dahei, I don't believe that I won't be able to get that secret art inheritance!"
Qi Tian felt as if he was in a darkness, the black sky, the black ground, the black cold snowflakes drifting to the bone, the whole world was black that made it difficult to breathe, he became the only white light source in the black, slowly eroded by this black.
Feng Suiying's originally confused gaze instantly swept towards Qi Tian, "How could it be, the ghost aura is so strong!Is this life really fateful? Yes, how can a foundation building monk with a poor qualification be able to withstand the essence blood and divine soul of a second-generation bloodline like me? ”
In the darkness, the small white light spots seemed extremely weak, and more and more black cold air enveloped him, as if to dye him into a part of the black.
Qi Tian's heart was beating faster and faster, the Mud Pill Palace was like an egg caught in the palm of his hand, and a trace of black aura on his body was swimming like an earthworm! If it weren't for the layer of black ice crystals outside Qi Tian's body, his body would definitely swell at this moment! The black blood snake would definitely erupt!
"Hold on to Yuanyi!" this is the last and most sober consciousness in Qi Tian's mind!
In Qi Tian's dantian, the golden aura liquid of the bronze skull painting continued to vibrate, as if it was boiling, and countless golden silk threads gushed out, maintaining Qi Tian's last physical functions, and among the sources of divine power he opened, the black blood snake was baptized with the power of qi and blood!
Feng Suiying looked at Qi Tian for a moment and the situation improved slightly, and he still let out a rare breath of turbidity, "So good, very good!"
Qi Tian only felt that his head was about to be exploded by the backlog, his body was like a sponge rooted by countless insects, and all his consciousness was trapped in the darkness.
Before that, there had never been a situation in the world where you could sign a contract with the ghost clan across levels! Because the ghost clan was arrogant, and because there was no power that could resist the power of the ghost clan when they wanted to scatter!
Feng Suiying is a ghost cultivator, but he is not a monk or a ghost cultivator who cultivates after the death of a mortal in the ordinary sense, he has a father and a mother, and his father is a ghost saint! He is a life born after the combination of ghost cultivation, and he is a descendant of two saints! He was a Yuan Infant monk when he was just conceived, and his father forcibly sealed him for his future cultivation path!
Every monk determines that his own path to cultivating immortals starts from becoming a god, which is the first step to becoming an immortal, and it is the most important step in determining the direction of the future.
Feng Suiying has been stuck at this level for hundreds of years, just because he wants to find the immortal path that truly belongs to him!
But he never thought that the hair of a saint could be broken and cracked, and his whole body would be passed down by two saints! His blood was different from the blood of ordinary modifications! It was the purest yin qi, the rarest in the world!
Only a quarter of an hour had passed, and through the black ice crystals, Feng Suiying could clearly see the black blood snake on Qi Tian's face moving up and down, looking very terrifying!
Qi Tian is still holding on, struggling, he only knows that he wants to live!
The black ice crystals originally only froze Qi Tian's surface, but now starting from the soles of his feet, the ice crystals froze along with his body!
The sound of "click" echoed, and Feng Suiying watched Qi Tian's body be frozen little by little, as if it was about to be shattered!
The darkness continued to spread, gradually exceeding Qi Tian's chest, and then to Qi Tian's neck, and in the blink of an eye, it spread to Qi Tian's chin!
Feng Suiying's hand holding the wine jar let go for the first time, he hesitated and helpless, extremely contradictory, "If I save you, then you can only cultivate for ghosts, this road is too difficult, it must not be what you want, if I don't save you, then you will enter the ethereal endless reincarnation, and it will take thousands of ......years to be a human being in another life."
Qi Tian's soul was locked in that darkness and became more and more suffocated, he was originally the size of a fist, only the size of a grain of rice remained, and all his thoughts were intermittent and hazy, too late to hate, too late to love, too late to think about life again.
In an instant! The white light the size of a grain of rice disappeared! Everything was invaded by darkness!
At the same time, there was a trace of moisture in Feng Suiying's eyes, and he pinched the seal with both hands, and was about to point it on Qi Tian's forehead, "Qi Tian, don't blame me! If you wait for reincarnation, you will forget me a long time ago! What about doing ghost cultivation? I will give you all the good exercises! It's that I didn't think it through, and this time it's my fault!"
At the same time, lines flashed on the crystal light curtain of the gladiatorial arena, and a solemn voice sounded!
"Twenty-eight monks of the same rank duel in the gladiatorial arena, one was born, and twenty-seven died, and the opportunity to join the heavenly court was rewarded, and the mantra of the Silent Mountain was rewarded for one day!"
Tie Guan Li almost threw his cane excitedly, he stared at the disc in his hand tightly, his heart beat faster and faster, he was waiting, waiting for the monk in the gladiatorial arena to be teleported, waiting for a point of light beating in the disc!"
A burst of teleportation light flickered, and the wind disappeared with the shadow in an instant, and the black ice crystals that Qi Tian turned into were teleported to a secret place!
Just a moment ago, at the moment when Qi Tian's divine soul was eroded and disappeared by the black yin qi!
A white light the size of a sesame seed lit up in the darkness, at first it was white light, and then a trace of green appeared on the light, dyeing the whole white light green! This green light was like a seed, and this black yin qi seemed to have become his nourishment, and a giant tree in the sky rose from the ground above this black!
Until all the blackness was gone, the giant tree stopped growing, it was verdant and full of life, and the green light flashed on each of its branches, looking mysterious and simple and innocent.
When Qi Tian opened his eyes, what he saw was a smooth stone wall like a knife cut, the stone wall was illuminating, and his shadow was reflected on it, dressed in black, with black hair, a straight and slender figure, looking about twenty years old, his face was not cold, let alone kind, but a little sad and joyless.
Qi Tian stood up, looked at the layer of black ashes under his feet, couldn't say what he felt, so he silently took out a set of clothes and put it on, and then thought carefully, "What about the wind and shadows?"
As far as the eye could see, there were layers of trees and thin clouds under my feet, and the road in front of me was blocked by this smooth mountain, and there was no road to be seen around, and I could hold my breath and concentrate, and I could hear the birdsong in the distance, "Where have I been?
Qi Tian looked at it, it was still the original dantian, or the cultivation in the middle of foundation building, it seemed that nothing had changed except for changing places and clothes were gone.
"The gladiatorial arena will only teleport the victor out when there is a winner, and I and Feng Suiying are definitely two people, now that I have appeared outside, is it ...... Feng Suiying" Qi Tian couldn't believe this statement, no matter what, he didn't believe that Feng Suiying would die for him, "I don't know what happened when I was unconscious, but it should have been arranged by Feng Suiying." ”
Qi Tian inadvertently swept his gaze across the smooth mountain wall opposite, only to see a black shadow wandering in the afterglow!