The small boat leaned against the shadow of the big ship, and the people in the boat sat cross-legged, looked up at the tall and broad hull of the big ship, and muttered, "Hey, why did I come to this place?"
He leaned against the side of the boat, facing the sea, and carefully looked at his own face.
The face is like a crown of jade, the appearance is tall and majestic, the green clothes and white sash are graceful, the eyes are unrestrained and wild, but they are slightly evil and cool, like a piece of ancient white jade with green in the middle, shining faintly under the moonlight.
witch god.
The Fufeng clan is supreme, the great witch god who has never been seen before or will never be seen again, and Feiyan is the grandfather who tried his best to revive him.
Meng Fuyao, who was eager to leave Fufeng, did not expect that Jin Kong had already awakened more than half of it, but it was just missing the last step of soul merging. After she left, the witch god opened his eyes, and the body that had been sleeping for decades was still a little stiff for a while, and his consciousness Still stuck in the scene of the tortoise's rest after the great war that year, seeing the fire in the Tiancheng Palace, intuitively thought it was the Lord of the Great Gun who burned the palace, so he avoided it without a sound.
Afterwards, he wandered around Fufeng, slowly recovering his skills. After so many years, the current Fufeng is naturally not the scene in his memory, and he never thought about going back to the Bubu clan of his origin—this person has always been a prodigal son, The concept of no home, the ray of calling for help before the turtle's breath, was just cruising at random in the vast world to try his luck. He didn't know that he had a granddaughter, Feiyan, who was unlucky to hear that call, let alone Thinking of Feiyan paying a youthful voice and even a heavier price for this call.
If he knows it, he may not care about it—who told you to hear it? deserve it.
Although his consciousness is not up to date with the times, he knows that there is still a part of his soul left behind, so he naturally chases after that part of his soul—wherever Lord Vajra is, Lord Wu Shen will follow.
So Meng Fuyao, completely ignorant and ignorant, brought along a mysterious...
Lord Wushen took a selfie by facing the sea, and the charming face of about thirty men was reflected in the sea water. He was very dissatisfied and thought melancholy, hey, I am old and old, why did I sleep for a while, and instantly aged twenty years? Along the way, the day and ten daughters were able to bring the time back to ten years, um... ten years away.
It's all because those women are not beautiful enough, which makes him not look good, alas...
Lord Wushen raised his head resentfully, looked at the moon, and sighed.
Ah... Grandpa needs beauties!
The beauty controlled the witch god, finished her grievances, stood up slowly, and stepped up the hull of the big ship step by step.
It's not flying or jumping, it's too inelegant, it's too detrimental to his temperament, and it's too incongruous with his mood at the moment - when the Lord Sorcerer God is in a melancholy mood, he must be slow and graceful, no matter when and where he must maintain Distinctively melancholy.
demeanor! demeanor! Give me grace or give me death!
Lord Wushen walked onto the big boat with full grace, and the moment he stepped onto the side of the ship, he waved his sleeves.
The light boat he took suddenly shrank and softened, glowing white and thin, and then sank silently into the sea water, like a paper boat sinking in the sea water.
It was originally made of paper...
He fell on the deck like a smear of ashes without making a sound, so much so that he followed Meng Fuyao for a long time, and he was already a first-class master in martial arts under the guidance of top masters in the world. Unaware.
King Kong suddenly woke up.
Ya tilted her head and was still asleep just now, knocking on melon seeds in her dream, and suddenly opened her eyes without warning.
Yellow-yellow-green eyeballs, half silver-white and half blood-red in an instant, like pupils piercing a long rainbow, moonlight across a river, very strange.
Then it saw the old master at a glance.
Uncle King Kong is excited - he is saved!
It flapped its wings and shouted: "Old—"
"Snapped-"
The sorcerer moved his sleeves only three feet away, and Uncle King Kong flew out and fell on the deck for three thousand miles.
Uncle King Kong, who slipped for three thousand miles, had no complaints, but quickly covered his mouth with his wings—fuck his own mother! After being separated for so many years, how could even the master's biggest taboo be forgotten!
Can't say he's old! cannot!
As long as he breaks his taboo, let alone demeanor, he will dig out the ancestral graves and use the bones to make mahjong tiles...
As soon as King Kong yelled, Tie Cheng and Yao Xun woke up immediately. They rushed over together, and the witch god frowned. He saw his own soul, but the dead parrot was too poorly preserved, wrapped in a pile of melon seeds... Purify! Purify!
Purification takes time, and it is absolutely inappropriate to complete the key soul-harmonizing method in front of people, so let's wait, there is no rush anyway.
"Who's coming!" Tie Cheng asked, his lines are always standard!
But Yao Xun immediately rushed to the side of the boat, trying to find the boat that the visitor was on, and looked at the vast sea where there was a boat, this discovery immediately gave a bang in his heart. Big trouble.
Once again, he saw a ball in the water yo he yo he was desperately swimming across the Pacific Ocean, and recognized that it was Master Yuan Bao, he was overjoyed, a mouse went to inform Meng Fuyao, great, the mouse is really smart!
Yao Xun praised the mouse in his heart, but he didn't know that the mouse went into the water first, the witch god boarded the boat behind, and a certain Meng Fuyao was too busy to take care of himself...
As soon as his eyes fell, the witch god suddenly felt something, and turned his head, seeing Master Yuan Bao who was swimming vigorously, smiled and hooked his fingers.
A thread was shot from the bow of the boat, and it landed on Mr. Yuan Bao with a swish.
Mr. Yuan Bao still didn't realize it, he continued swimming, paddling, paddling, paddling.
row, row, row...
row, row, row...
Why is the coast still so far away
It seems that there is no progress in the distance after rowing for a long time
Why... the sticky ground on the back
Mr. Yuan Bao turned his head belatedly, and saw a spider thread sticking to his back, a silvery white spider not much smaller than it, raised its head and pointed its fingers under the weird blue moonlight Tansi, with a desolate and elegant expression, feels its gaze, and turns around to show it a spider's smile that turns all living beings upside down.
A smile, like a human face, with curved eyes and blood red lips.
"squeak-"
A horrific scream passed through the sky, and Mr. Yuan Bao, who forcibly crossed the cape to wait for the savior, did not know where the magical power came from. With a swish, he dragged a long spider thread and jumped back to the boat from the sea.
Master Yuan Bao just breathed a sigh of relief when he landed on the deck, suddenly felt that his back was very heavy, and he turned his head.
Looking back at Bai Meisheng with a smile, the Liugong spider has no color.
"squeak-"
Mr. Yuan Bao fell to the ground and died a heroic sacrifice, and the savior's plan fell to the ground.
The witch god beckoned, recalled the man-faced spider, picked up the wet rat with one finger, Tie Cheng immediately rushed to save it, but it was not as fast as the witch god flicked his finger, and sent the mouse bullet to King Kong with lewd eyes uncle.
Uncle King Kong stepped on Mr. Yuan Bao, twisted his neck, stretched his wings, kicked his legs, and warmed up.
After warming up, he walked steadily, smiled lewdly, and pushed forward...
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Therefore, in the thirty years of feng shui rotation, either the east wind overwhelms the west wind, or the west wind overwhelms the east wind. There are often countless reincarnations between the arduous deeds of overthrowing and countering the overthrow...
Tie Cheng couldn't care less about snatching Master Yuan Bao back. There seemed to be a transparent barrier in front of this man, which he couldn't pass through. All the people he met along the way were top masters, but he had never seen this kind of martial arts before. Immediately knowing that this is a strong enemy, Meng Fuyao is not here at this time, he is the one on the boat who is fully responsible, he dare not be careless and ask again: "Who is your Excellency? Why did you break into other people's boat in the middle of the night?"
"The emperor is not the sky." The witch god leaned on the ship's side, looking at the bright moon on the sea, with a very literati expression, but his words were half polite and half insulting, "Where is your captain? Tell him to get out, hmph..."
He raised his fingers in vain, grabbed King Kong, and said with a grim smile:
"Dare to touch my bird?"
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Meng Fuyao, who moved the bird, still stuck his hand in the grave.
The reason why it is still plugged in is because it is too shocking!
This, this, this... What is under this hand
Soft, warm, bouncy, heartbeating…
There is a heartbeat...
heartbeat...
Heartbeat!
Is there anything more frightening in this world than putting your hand into someone's grave in the middle of the night, only to touch someone's chest that is still beating
Meng Fuyao let out an "ow", and quickly pulled out her hand.
But it was too late.
A strong force surged from below, and Meng Fuyao, whose body was half-tilted and crooked, was violently pulled down!
Yun Hen rushed over immediately, there was a sudden boom in front of him, the scenery changed, the tombs around him rose up, and the strange noises roared from all around, it sounded like a gentle sea tide suddenly turbulent and then calm and then turbulent, a woman singing a song with a smile Suddenly crying and crying and singing again, the calm and low-sounding insects crawled out and crawled in from all corners in a panic, all the flowers were cut off by the sword light, and then flew back to the branches strangely, fell down and flew back...
Infinite reincarnation, repetition of opposites, as if someone is fast forwarding and rewinding a movie constantly, and the dazzling figures in the picture flash back quickly, and everything is distorted due to the constant and rapid repetition.
The phantoms transformed by those great supernatural powers approached Yunhen.
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And Meng Fuyao was falling.
The force underneath was very huge, like a beast lurking in the dark night engulfed its prey, shook its head violently, and the land collapsed.
And the height of the fall is also very strange, it is obviously just a grave, but it actually falls a few meters.
As soon as Meng Fuyao fell down, he immediately flicked vigorously, turning over in mid-air.
After turning around, she had already seen the surrounding scene clearly.
This is a basement, not too big, with a shape of tens of square meters, surrounded by empty spaces, scattered with candles of different colors, emitting shimmers of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple on the grayish-yellow soil walls.
There was an altar-like thing on the front, dark in color, and a man in long robes was standing in front of the altar with his back facing her. The candlelight reflected the man's long back, swimming slowly on the ground like a black python.
And where she was dragged off just now, there was a circle of gray-robed men with expressionless faces sitting cross-legged, looking straight at her. Every time she moved, those eyes followed wherever she moved.
In just one glance, Meng Fuyao had already decided where he should land.
She stepped on the earth wall with one foot, drew her horse in a straight line, and would never let herself fall to the ground. She raised "Slaying Heaven" in her hand, and with a flash of black light, she pointed directly at the robed man in front of the altar.
The man didn't turn around, he seemed to smile, and said in a hoarse voice, "I knew you would come down."
Meng Fuyao also laughed, and said: "So you really didn't die."
"A top witch, if he just died like that, how can he deserve to be called Shen Kong?" The robed man turned around, she was covered from head to toe today, and even her face was blurred in the colorful dim light , the speech is even more empty and ethereal, as if it really came from the ground.
Meng Fuyao looked at her indifferently, and said: "I still admire you very much. It is said in the book that only the top wizards can make the seven-color demon fire. I didn't expect that you have surpassed that class, and a dummy can make her make it." Colorful fire."
"Thanks for the compliment." Feiyan seemed to smile, "To be honest, I was also very surprised. Although it was a puppet, it had been infused with three parts of my soul for the sake of realism. You actually raised your hands and killed me. Injured too, ah... I haven't been injured for years."
She looked a little regretful, it was a pity that the lifelike puppet that had been cultivated with her own blood for many years was already worthy of a great witch, but since it was made, it would naturally be used.
Before meeting with Zhan Beiye, what Daya had to prepare was the puppet.
And she, who is nearby, controls her own puppet herself, and all the responses, words and actions are her own mirror reflection, especially the colorful strange fire, because it needs to be transmitted from person to person and burn in real life. The magic technique really consumed her so much energy that she couldn't counterattack when the puppet was hit by the thunder, and had to escape after being injured.
Those who can ignite colorful fires are rare, and they can spread colorful fires across the air to burn in the hands of different bodies, and there is no record of even the most secret witchcraft, because it is a miracle that no one has ever achieved, because she believes that the universal Down, only she can.
Shenkong, Shenkong, expressive, separated from the sky.
It doesn't matter if you suffer a little setback, as long as you win in the end, Feiyan looked at Meng Fuyao lightly, it's very good, the opponent must be strong, and it will be easy to use if it is strong.
"Contrary to you," Meng Fuyao sneered, "I'm often injured, but I heard that those who are often injured will not die, and those who are not often injured will die as soon as they are injured."
"Do you think you can really hurt me?" Feiyan smiled, "Meng Fuyao, I've been watching you for so long, from the moment you entered Dahan, all your actions, your possible reactions to the enemy, the people around you , your personality, subordinates, etc... are all within my sight, against an opponent who knows you so well and has great strength, do you really think you can continue to win?"
"This is your old base camp?" Meng Fuyao didn't answer her question, turned her head around, and then looked at the circle of people below, "Don't tell me, the people here are all those women who died suddenly, and you Did you make some kind of monster out of it?"
"My witchcraft doesn't need any extra subordinates." Feiyan said lightly, "What they can provide me is the special essence and blood of a mother who has just given birth, and the unique resentment of this dead mother That's all."
"Your witchcraft is really disgusting." Meng Fuyao let out a "Pooh".
"Are you going to the sky?" Feiyan looked at her with a mocking smile, "I think it's better for you to die here, anyway, there are already many people who died here."
"You are the real gatekeeper of the sky?" Meng Fuyao suddenly realized, "Is this impermanent domain and sea valley referred to separately? Absolute domain is absolute domain, and sea valley is sea valley. The so-called going without return has nothing to do with it." Wind and waves are irrelevant?"
Feiyan smiled and said nothing, from what he looked like, it was a tacit agreement.
Absolute domain, sea valley.
The world has always thought that it refers to the name of the perennially stormy sea valley at the junction of Qiongtian and Fufeng, and thought that the so-called danger was a storm on the sea, which turned out to be not the case at all.
And the so-called "abandoned people" on the island are just a cover-up sent by Qiong Kang. With them, all those who intend to go to Qiong Kang will definitely want to ask for directions, and then fall into a trap.
Among them are Qiong Kang immigrants who really don't know why, but there must also be Qiong Kang or Feiyan's subordinates, such as the black-faced old man.
Those who dare to go to the sky are all self-confident martial arts people. If you are provoked by all kinds of questions on the island, you must be curious. If you are bold, you are told "you can't go to the west of the island", so you will definitely go.
In the end, they died in Absolute Territory, but not Haigu, but who knows
These thoughts quickly turned in Meng Fuyao's mind, and he became a bit more cautious about the country he was going to.
The firmament, which claims to have no regard for national borders, claims to have nothing to do with other countries, has always been aloof, but for many years has used a mysterious sea and valley to block the steps of all outsiders who want to pursue.
People in the world don't understand why an ordinary sea valley is so difficult to cross, and why no one can enter a country without border barriers. After repeated failures, they feel awe and admiration for the mystery and power of this country.
For the unknown and things that cannot be explained by common sense, people will naturally explain them with divine power, so the sky is more and more hidden behind the clouds and sea waves, higher than the clouds.
Calm and ruthless, with dark methods under the detached appearance, playing tricks all the time—a very standard top-level magician.
"I have been the owner of this place for the past ten years." Feiyan smiled, "I am very satisfied with the powerful living soul I am about to accept, it is really the highest salary I can receive."
Then she waved.
Smoke in one sleeve.
The corpses sitting cross-legged all turned in one direction, facing Feiyan in the four directions of east, west, north and south, and opened their mouths straight, or sprayed cold mist, or blew out Foehn, or screamed, or jumped into the dark fire.
The colorful strange lights all over the wall suddenly exploded, and with the help of those strange candles and the yin energy of the dead bodies, the demon fire was countless times stronger than a small flower squeezed out of his hand. Almost immediately, Meng Fuyao felt that he had fallen into the fire. Haigu!
Sea of flames, valley of icy hell!
It's like burning a flame, walking naked among the polar glaciers, but the flames don't go out, and the glaciers don't melt.
The extreme heat spreads the extreme cold, which is distinct yet strangely blended.
Meng Fuyao sweated on his forehead, but Lingling shivered.
Part of her heart felt hot and dry, but part of her felt cold and cold.
Before the altar, Feiyan said coolly: "Meng Fuyao, I know that your martial arts are mixed. In addition to your own original martial arts, you also have the true strength of Dafeng, Leidong, Yuepo, and Yuheng. Or Qi practice method, there is more than one kind of dark poison in your body, these things restrain and promote each other to make you successful, but if used properly, they can also destroy you."
She stood in front of the altar, flicked her sleeves, and suddenly there was a mirror with double-sided projection in front of her. She tapped her finger lightly, and the colorful light gathered into a huge ball, which was reflected on the mirror, and then she was like pulling silk, and then pulled it together. Dot, pull out the colorful thread, and fly out. In an instant, the dark basement room is criss-crossed, covered with flowing net-like colorful light.
"Meng Fuyao." She sat down slowly behind the mirror, weaving the net in her hands like a sweater, "If you have the ability, don't come down. If you want to come down and kill me, you must pass through this dark bone net, and this Seven colors refer to the seven paths of reincarnation. If you pass one path, how many paths can you pass through? Don’t think about relying on your own martial arts to break through in an instant. For a person like you with mixed qi, it will also trigger True energy conflict... This formation has been waiting for you for a long time."
Meng Fuyao just sneered.
She didn't need to get down to know that what Feiyan said was true. The first time she saw this colorful light, she felt disgusted, and the true energy in her body was ready to move. And her success depends on the contributions of top experts from various schools, not by practicing step by step. , this is indeed her biggest flaw. It has to be said that this woman really understands her well enough.
She sneered.
Then suddenly he slashed with a knife!
"Crack!"
The light of the knife is as sharp as practice, and the blade is sharp. In an instant, it passes through the fake tomb above, and cuts the steamed bun in half neatly!
Booming large swathes of soil were lifted up by Meng Fuyao's knife, and fell far away, like a rain of soil.
The tomb was broken open, revealing the light of the sky, and a large expanse of silver-white moonlight poured down and shone on the room.
The colorful light shook, and it dimmed for a moment.
Since this method can only be performed by hiding underground, you must be afraid of the sky!
This was Meng Fuyao's guess in an instant, and she guessed right.
The grave was broken with a knife, and Yun Hen shouted from above: "Fuyao—"
"It's okay!" Meng Fuyao answered one sentence, and his body and knuckles became one, and the joints of his whole body went wrong, shrinking himself into a long and thin black flagpole, piercing straight through with lightning!
Thin, narrow, fast, sharp!
Like a needle whistling in the wind, it shoots from the heavens and rushes towards hell, with the soft red and filth blocking it ten feet in front, it's just meeting gods and gods, meeting demons and killing demons!
She penetrates!
The man pointed a black knife in mid-air, and with a "shua", the light struck like lightning, and the dead body sitting cross-legged in the east swayed silently, and fell to the ground stiffly!
Without stopping, he twisted his body in mid-air and pasted a beam of colored light flatly, a black light pierced from his ribs and shot directly to the south, and the dead body in the south was shaken and turned into ashes.
A somersault, dodging a moving colored light, the black glow flew at the top of the colored light, Chi.
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The corpses in the west are lying down!
The afterimage of the black light still remained in the person's iris, and a new black light has been projected from the back of Meng Fuyao's shoulder at a strange angle, wow.
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The dead body in the north was split in half!
He was in mid-air, and he stabbed four times in a row to kill the corpses, but in the blink of an eye, Meng Fuyao turned around, swung his head, threw his shoulders and bones, and shot through the intertwined lights, his body's flexibility and agility had reached an astonishing peak.
Immediately, she flicked in mid-air, shooting straight like a spring, and in an instant she was ten feet away from Feiyan.
With a flick of Feiyan's fingers, the optical network converged and twisted towards Meng Fuyao more intensively.
Those colorful demon lights representing the seven paths of reincarnation, containing wind, cloud, thunder, lightning, rain and mist, are like a piano controlled by heaven and earth, playing on the apex of the hearts of all living beings. Fleeing and colliding, the tourists dance wildly and fall into the dark abyss.
Meng Fuyao's heart skipped a beat, and then again.
Thunder suddenly sounded from the depths of the dantian, bang bang, louder than louder, as if someone was hiding there, beating a huge leather drum with all their strength.
The martial arts of Lei Dong that she learned, because of the shortest time and the shallowest foundation, was the first to be attracted.
The heart-shattering thunder caused her to vibrate slightly from her heart to her soul to the realization of her true strength.
She slowed down.
There is a flash of Tsing Yi above the head.
Meng Fuyao raised his head and made a gesture.
"Looking for help?" Feiyan sneered, "It's just one more death!"
Meng Fuyao smiled, and suddenly with a wave of his arm, all the fallen corpses in the room flew up, crashing into the mirror, Meng Fuyao's black clothes flashed, and after those bone-crushing zombies, he rushed straight to Feiyan!
Even with the pile of things blocking it, the eyes are still full of dazzling smoke, those invisible or cold or scorching light hits the whole body at a speed, when it is away from the distance, it is just light, and when it reaches the body, it turns into poisonous water or demon fire. The pile of things in front quickly disappeared under the constant poisonous water and demon fire, and every time it disappeared, Meng Fuyao had more wounds on his body, some were blue and some were red.
Those wounds were not very big, but they all spattered with blood and caused severe pain to the bone. The pain was not like a small wound, but like a sharp knife. This is probably a non-smoke physical and mental attack method to destroy the enemy's will force.
Meng Fuyao's willpower will never be easily destroyed, she doesn't stop for a moment, doesn't slow down for a moment, she punches out with a fist!
Fisting straight in Feiyan's direction, Feiyan let out a cold snort, and stepped aside while sitting still.
Suddenly, there was another hole in the top of his head!
A blue light, faster and brighter than the moonlight, poured down from the hole, covering the top of Feiyan's head like a chasing light!
Cloud marks!
Meng Fuyao's gesture pointed him to Feiyan's location under the ground, and then she made the main attack to attract Feiyan's attention.
Feiyan sneered.
The sneer was like smoke, wandering around the basement, she suddenly disappeared.
Immediately, Meng Fuyao felt cold behind her, and before she could turn around, a cold bone claw suddenly grabbed her vest!
Meng Fuyao jumped up and flipped violently, "Crack!"
A piece of black clothing with a piece of flesh and blood fell from behind her, instantly fell into the colorful light net, and burned into ashes.
The meteor-like bone claw disappeared in a flash, and fell into the hands of the sneering Feiyan. She had already changed her position, from opposite to Meng Fuyao's back in an instant.
Yun Hen's sword fell to the ground but he reacted strangely. Following the momentum of the sword, the sword light swayed, whistling and hitting the "mirror" floating in mid-air.
Feiyan suddenly reappeared in front of the mirror. With a flick of his sleeve, the mirror swayed away like water waves, and the sword light slid across the clouds. When the sharp sword energy passed, the mirror closed again without any gaps.
And when the long sword tried to pick into the colorful light net, it stuck and flicked, Hua Guang shot and screamed suddenly, and flicked the long sword with a snap, causing Yunhen to stagger.
Feiyan stood there smiling.
One mirror, two non-smoke.
Meng Fuyao snorted coldly, knowing that there must be a smoke or a fake, the key is the mirror, but the mirror is also formed by condensation, it is not a substance at all, and there is no way to break it if you want to.
As for herself, every time she stays in the colorful light for a moment, the zhenqi in her body will float a little more, just like the light net flying vertically and horizontally, the dantian zhenqi is also faintly twisted together, surging and impacting, and the breath is unstable .
She tried to rush up and get out of the trap of the light net, but the light net bound her tightly like silk, the light beam became thinner and tighter and heavier, pressing heavily on her back, she again Even tossing and turning, it is difficult to break free from the shackles of the light net. As the colorful flowing light approaches, one can vaguely hear the woman mourning and crying her soul.
She was holding the knife horizontally on her back, with the blade standing upright, desperately resisting the approach of that thing, but her body was already being pressed down gradually, all the wounds were bleeding thinly, she refused to bend down, but her legs gradually began to tremble.
This is not the power from the human world, it is the accumulation of yin energy borrowed from the nether world, and it cannot be resisted by human beings.
Meng Fuyao resisted.
"boom."
One of her knees was bent, and she landed heavily. In an instant, the ground sank into a deep pit, and soil debris splashed everywhere.
Feiyan smiled and stood opposite her, her robe moved slightly, her chin was raised, she seemed to like to appreciate this moment when Meng Fuyao knelt down to her.
Meng Fuyao gritted her teeth, and didn't try her best to use up her strength to stand up again. All she wanted to do now was how to break this damn Dafa. The battle with Feiyan had to be done quickly, otherwise, the more she wasted , I really have only one way to die.
Feiyan's necromancy must have been cultivated here, and this is where she exerts her strength the most. If she can't pass this level, the absolute domain is really her Meng Fuyao's absolute domain!
Fortunately, Meng Fuyao was born with a strong ability to resist pressure, and the more difficult the environment, the calmer she became. She began to try hard to recall the witchcraft books she had read at sea, thinking about those top-notch Dafa that no one was good at. The one in front of her seemed to be the one in the legend of the Seven Souls Dafa.
The seven souls, the souls of the seven women, must also be women who died of blood collapse. After death, each of them was soaked in wind, rain, fog, lightning, and various climates, absorbing natural essence, and supplemented by witchcraft to practice the soul.
This kind of Dafa is more harmful to women than men. It is very vague in the book that it is broken by wishes.
The wish is tied to... whose wish
Meng Fuyao's heart suddenly trembled.
A woman who died in childbirth...
During the day, old Ashi's words suddenly drifted past his ears.
"Many women on the island bleed to death during childbirth... Pomfret is."
Among the seven souls... is there A Pomfret's mother
She blinked.
The opposite Yun Hen suddenly looked over, she raised her eyes, and met Yun Hen's eyes.
Fighting together more than once, the tacit understanding was born, and the two understood each other's meaning in an instant.
"This optical network will hurt you more than me, you go out first!"
"No!"
"I know you have figured out a way! Kill her! Otherwise there will be endless trouble!"
"get out!"
Meng Fuyao opened his mouth and made a mouth shape, "A Pomfret."
Yunhen understood what she meant in an instant, but he didn't try to retreat to find the child, but suddenly slid his sword and rushed over.
He rushed straight, first rushed to Feiyan in front of the mirror, that was indeed a fake, he scattered the wisp of smoke, went straight into the light array, pushed Meng Fuyao away, and rushed towards Feiyan.
The posture in which he threw himself was wide open, completely leaving his vitals to the enemy, Feiyan suddenly raised his head, and was about to raise his finger with a cold snort, but Yunhen suddenly threw the long sword in his hand far away!
A blue light flew across the dark room, and a brilliant arc was thrown to the other side of the basement.
Feiyan never imagined that someone would abandon her only weapon when confronting an enemy. Her suspicious and cautious character made her subconsciously look after the sword, and the optical net controlled in her hand had already fallen in that direction.
Taking advantage of that moment, Yun Hen pounced on her!
He rushed over, jumped onto the woman's body, and pressed his chest directly on her hand and the light net on her hand.
In an instant, there was a wild cry from the nether world in the room, and there was a strange smell of flesh and blood being eroded and skin being scorched by poisonous fire.
The breath from Yunhen's body pressing on the light net.
Yun Hen didn't even hum, he just pursed his lips with a pale face, and stretched out his hand to hug Feiyan tightly.
The woman was an old maid all her life, and she had never been approached by a man, let alone such a entangled and chest-to-chest hug. In an instant, her heart was beating violently, her body softened, and her hands loosened.
Yun Hen immediately turned his head and shook his head at Meng Fuyao.
"Walk!"
This moment only lasted for a moment, Yun Hen rushed towards him, threw his sword, and pressed Feiyan with his body, Meng Fuyao suddenly loosened his body, the light net suddenly retracted, and then Yun Hen's eyes shot like blood dripping , forcing her to go!
Walk!
Walk!
The room is filled with the smell of scorched flesh, poisonous fire, rotten water, and the non-smoke suppressed by Yun Hen will only vibrate and soften for a moment, and if you hesitate for a moment, the light net will pass through Yun Hen's body and reappear. Approach her!
Through the body of the cloud mark...
Meng Fu shook.
She knew the consequences of that.
die!
cannot!
However, Yunhen pressed against the light net, and immediately hit him and was seriously injured. If he didn't leave, he would not be able to break through the formation if he wasted his time. The consequences would still be the same!
That is to die together!
This moment of embarrassment and pain is better than everything in a lifetime!
The optical network flickered.
Non-smoke inhalation.
Seeing that she was not moving, Yun Hen turned his head in an instant, his eyes pierced with blood, staring at her firmly, and at some point there was a small knife between his fingers, and the knife was pointed at his own throat!
Walk!
Otherwise I will die first!
Non-smoke is moving.
The light network flashed.
Meng Fuyao suddenly turned her head.
Walk!
Don't sacrifice in vain!
She flew up, kicked her feet on the cave wall, her body flashed like a hawk, and she had already passed out of the basement!
In the darkness, the black figure flew like lightning, flying ten feet away in an instant!
Ten feet away, she turned her head in mid-air, and saw that in the sunken hole, the suppressed colored light suddenly brightened!
The colorful demon light passing through his body.
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Meng Fuyao's eyes were like blood in an instant, and deep red tears spewed from the blood!