It was recorded in ancient books that the half-living creature of Tianhuan Wuqingdao was extremely poisonous and could look down on all things. Even his own corpse king bloodline could not easily devour it.
If you want to refine it, there is only one way, and that is the fairy tale, fighting poison with poison. If you want to assimilate the half-living creature of the Tianhuan Wuqing Dao, you can use the heavenly rules of the Linglong Fruit itself.
This rule is also extremely toxic. Only this thing can counteract the toxins emitted by the fog. However, this place is thousands of miles in radius, which explains why it is so gray. Who knows how much fog there is
He sighed and thought to himself that the treasure he had obtained after much difficulty was about to be spent before it could even warm up in his pocket, and he had no choice but to do so.
Everything is a choice, and when you make a choice, you have to give up! If it is completed at this time, it can be regarded as a great merit, but no one except the Wangyue clan will know about it.
"Boy, are you sure you want to use all the Linglong Fruits here?"
There was an unexpected sound of a mixed-feathered bird in his ears. In his eyes, Feng Qingyang was not only unpredictable, but also extremely greedy for money. Such a greedy person would actually take out all his money, which completely reversed the image of Feng Qingyang in his mind.
Although he was smiling, he also understood why Feng Qingyang did this. He had also heard of Tianhuan's ruthless way, and in his broken memory, he could vaguely remember the horror of it.
"There is no time to think about it now. It is imperative. Baldy, I'm going to stand you up again this time. I promised you the Linglong Fruit."
"What a joke! Do you think that stupid bald grandpa is such a greedy person? But after all, he caused me losses. How about this?" When he said this, his two little eyes flashed with a cunning light, which made Feng Qingyang tremble all over.
"What do you want?"
"After you succeed, give me a spirit stone. I don't want more, just one." As he said that, he stretched out his bare wings and gestured towards Feng Qingyang, with pride written all over his wretched little face.
Hearing this, Feng Qingyang's face darkened, and it looked like he didn't want to agree. Seeing this, Baldy's face suddenly took a turn for the worse, and he was about to go berserk.
"One is not enough. I have to give you two at least!"
Damn it, Feng Qingyang opened his mouth, like a thunderclap in the sky, startling the mixed-feathered bird so much that it almost jumped up, staring at him with its eyes wide open, as if it was looking at a naked, peerless beauty.
"Don't look at me like that. I'm not Brokeback Mountain. I like beautiful women. If you're in heat, go find a female bird."
“…!”
"You little rascal, how dare you say that to me?" The bird refused to accept it. It flapped its wings and flew up, slowly circling around his head.
"But you have a good idea. Find me a female peacock someday."
"Bald, be careful!"
Just when he was feeling extremely proud, he suddenly heard Feng Qingyang's exclamation.
"what?"
As he spoke, he turned his head and looked back, only to see the skulls that had gathered together covering the sky, their mouths wide open, and a cold and merciless breath coming from them.
The bigger the skull, the stronger its power. At this moment, there are a thousand of them lurking in the dark clouds above, rising and falling, constantly releasing a ruthless avenue.
If his willpower was a little weaker, he would be infected and devoured in an instant, and if he didn't die, he would be turned into a puppet here.
At the moment when the skeleton descended, the mixed-feather bird's eyebrows changed in an instant, and only one feather of its tail suddenly stretched straight, and colorful light scattered, and it suddenly flashed.
call out!
In just a moment, the descending skull disappeared in an instant. It seemed that it returned to the dark clouds in the sky at the last moment, and returned to the previous skull to fill the gap.
"Hmph, you are still a little naive if you want to trick my great bald-haired bird!" The mixed-haired bird kept chattering, but the luster on his body dimmed instantly. Although he was powerful, it seemed that he could only use his power once, and would fall into a weak period after one use. Now, he was back on Feng Qingyang's shoulder again, looking listless.
Feng Qingyang smiled, but he was worried in his heart. He could clearly see that although the mixed-feather bird would recover after the weak period, it would be more fragile than before.
"Could it be that he will eventually disappear gradually?" Thinking of this, he was suddenly shocked. Although Zamaoniao had only known him for a short time, they were very close.
In a short period of time, he not only saved himself from the brink of life and death many times, but also helped him a lot. The five-colored divine light swept all things in the world. If it weren't for him, I'm afraid I would have died countless times.
"Bald hair!"
"how?"
On my shoulder, the mixed-feather bird answered weakly. The feathers on its tail seemed like they would fall off at any time. It looked like it was only connected to the skin by a few bits.
Looking at this, he was really worried for him, and was really worried that he could blow the bird feathers away with one breath. Seeing this, he sighed deeply. He made a decision in his heart instantly.
"Are you going to die?"
"You're the one who's going to die!"
The mixed-haired bird said angrily, and the originally listless look suddenly disappeared, replaced by a face full of anger. His face turned red, and there was a hint of fluctuation in his small eyes.
After a brief excitement, a trace of sadness suddenly appeared in his eyes, and his eyes were full of loneliness, as if it touched his pain point. At this moment, when his anger disappeared, what was left was full of helplessness.
"I have a defective body to begin with. If I hadn't woken up by chance and met you, I would have completely disappeared from the world in a few years."
As soon as these words were spoken, Feng Qingyang's expression was immediately moved. For some reason, after seeing his expression, he felt as if his heart was being torn apart, as if a close friend was about to disappear.
"Is the great Saint Kong Xuan going to fall like this?"
"Bald hair, is there any way to save it?"
Feng Qingyang looked solemn and resolute. His unwavering gaze immediately blasted apart the incomplete body of the mixed-feathered bird. For a moment, there seemed to be a sound of opening shackles in his heart.
"There is no way." He shook his head, his voice low and full of despair. For a moment, a dead air filled the air. Feng Qingyang was startled again, his eyes widened, and he looked at the mixed-haired bird so seriously for the first time.
You don't know until you see it. You'll be shocked when you see it. There is a gray mist all over his body, which is almost corroding his heart. Needless to say, even a fool can understand that if the gray mist corrodes his heart, he will definitely die.
“If you can grow to that level, maybe you can save me, use your great magical powers in the spirit world to find my lost body, and rebuild my golden body!”
Perhaps because of Feng Qingyang's gaze, the bird's body trembled, as if he saw a glimmer of hope. He naturally didn't want to die, not at all.
If he had not used the Five-Colored Divine Light, perhaps he could have sustained it longer. However, during this period of time, he seemed to have been using this magical power frequently, which accelerated his demise.
"Are you serious?"