This pistol is now empty inside. She has to configure some "bullets" for it!
Feng Wuxie took a deep breath, closed his eyes, gathered the strength of his body, mobilized all the soul pulses of his body, and focused his efforts on fingertips—
Fill it all in the barrel!
This is her ten percent soul power!
The pistol also seemed to have spirituality, and it autonomously received the huge soul power, sucked it into the inner chamber, and formed a soul power bullet.
Feng Wuxie breathed a sigh of relief.
I am already a spiritist in the Yufan realm. If this 10% spirit power is shot out, its power will be so great that it is unbearable for ordinary spiritists to bear!
For those spiritists below the Huangji realm, it will even kill them with one move!
But in the process of fighting, if such a great power is condensed in an instant, although the power is amazing, it will also consume a lot of itself!
Unless it's a matter of life and death, which spiritualist will desperately slap his soul power into ten percent? !
If you don’t faint after the fight, that’s weird!
But with this pistol, she doesn't have to worry about it!
She injected her soul power into the pistol, condensed into a bullet, and used it when it was critical, and she could also rest and adjust her breath at the right time to restore the soul power in her body—
The spirit bullets in this pistol will not disappear. More importantly, it can store 15 bullets!
What is the equivalent of this
This is equivalent to, in a critical moment, Feng Wuxie will have another fifteen spiritists who are exactly the same as her, and of the same strength, fighting side by side!
The power of each bullet is equivalent to the power of another Feng Wuxie!
When Feng Wuxie thought of this, he couldn't help but curled up his lips and smiled.
But now she has used up ten percent of her soul power, and her body is about to be overwhelmed. She must rest. As for the remaining fourteen bullets... Don't worry, fill it up slowly!
Feng Wuxie rubbed his eyes, put the pistol away, and finally lay down.
The moonlight outside the window, at some point, was stained with a scarlet halo.
Misty, chaos.
Feng Wuxie felt a strange sense of oppression in her sleep. She frowned, but she couldn't open her eyes.
In a daze, she felt as if she was in a familiar place, but she couldn't see the surrounding scene clearly...
Smoky.
illusory.
Blocked her sight.
"Woman, aren't you coming back?"
The familiar voice rang in her ears.
Feng Wuxie was full of excitement!
Emperor Qianxie?
Together with this consciousness, the mist around Feng Wuxie finally dissipated little by little...
She saw him!
That evil man in a red robe like a fire.
It seems like a back from a world away...
But why should he turn his back to her? Why don't you turn your face away
Feng Wuxie felt that the surrounding scenery seemed to be familiar—
Here
It seems to be the Diling Mountain Range
"Di Qianxie?" Feng Wuxie approached the mad figure step by step, calling his name almost tremblingly.
however…
The red figure seemed to be unable to hear her at all.
Feng Wuxie walked around in front of him.
However, Emperor Qianxie is still unmoved...
Not only can he not hear her voice, he can't see her like...
It's as if she is transparent.
Yes, this should be just her dream
Already.
Thinking of this, Feng Wuxie slowly relaxed both physically and mentally.
Because she can't help her dream. Over the years, she has missed that man very much, but in fact she has dreamed of him only a handful of times.
Now, finally seeing it in a dream, she has to cherish it.
"Woman, most of the shreds of the holy gate have been wiped out by me. Look at these soul-staying stones. They contain the souls of tens of thousands of life stars. I have used these to feed your life spirit fire. It's been seven years, when will you be back?"
Di Qianxie's originally obsidian eyes were full of sadness at this time.
Feng Wuxie has never seen Emperor Qianxie like this...
In her memory, that man was always arrogant, arrogant, superior, and cruel!
How ever was it like this, like a lost child, lonely and sad, with a retreat...
And, what he said just now...
Spirit fire of fate?
Soul stone?
What are these
Also, he said that most of the people of the holy gate have been wiped out by him? !
Feng Wuxie gave a wry smile—
How eager for revenge, even in a dream, dreaming of Emperor Qianxie, is thinking about the holy gate!
I also made up for some inexplicable things like the soul stone!
"Okay, I don’t want these revenge, Di Qianxie, this is my dream, you are in my territory, then you have to listen to me, look up, look at me, and say a few words to me, OK? ?"
Feng Wuxie tried to pull his sleeves, but—
Pass through the wind!
She couldn't touch him!
"Isn't it, you can't dream of an entity even in your dreams? It's just an image?!"
Feng Wuxie felt that something was wrong more and more!
At this time, the illusory Emperor Qianxie began to speak again—
He looked somewhere in the void, with a gentle touch at the corner of his mouth, like a chatter:
"Woman, Mo Rong hasn't made much progress in spiritism for seven years. I think his cultivation will stop at Yufan. In another thirty to fifty years, maybe he can still break through one or two levels with his efforts? Isn't he too stupid?"
"By the way, there is one more thing. When you left the Taihuang Ancient Courtyard, didn't you leave a Liuyin sword there? Later Mo Ya brought it back... Well, she has already contracted with Liuyin."
"... Oh, with her perverted aptitude and the pursuit of water system soul power, the Liuyin Sword is in her hands, and the power can be used to the extreme, and it can be regarded as a good destination. Don't worry."
Di Qianxie, a person who spoke so coldly, was a little chattering now.
Feng Wuxie guessed that maybe she missed the voice of Emperor Qianxie too much, that's why she dreamed of this
However, Di Qianxie's next words denied her conjecture!
Just listen to him:
"... The day before yesterday, Cangli said that the spirit fire of your life has a touch, and you can probably detect something. He said that I should talk more to this spirit fire. When you are lucky, you may hear... , Can you hear it?"
"If you can hear it, please come back quickly... Let the leader speak to these broken stones and such a fire like an idiot all day... Do you think the leader does not want face?"
Feng Wuxie: "... So it turns out... that's the case!"
All of a sudden, she had an urge to cry!
She heard it!
This is not just a dream!
but-
Just when she wanted to keep listening—
The figure of Emperor Qianxie has disappeared!
wake up.
It was dawn outside the window.
Feng Wuxie touched the corner of his eye, which was slightly wet.
Although dreams are good, they cannot be addicted.
He is waiting for her!
Feng Wuxie knew that if he wanted to return to Di Qianxie, he had to solve the current problem first!
…
…
Eight hundred miles outside the city at sunset, there is a rolling mountain range.
Feng Wuxie and Yao Xi came here together to personally explore the contaminated soul vein.
Because the mountains are deep and dense, there are abundant resources such as medicinal materials, soul beasts, and soul crystals.
Thanks to this mountain range, although the size of Sunset City is only medium, it is very prosperous and prosperous.
But now, the original source of wealth has become the foundation of destruction.
"Although I thought the situation here would not be so good, I still seem to be too optimistic now..."
Feng Wuxie raised her eyebrows slightly and sighed lightly:
"It's not so good, it's terrible!"
When they walked into the mountain, the sight was a bleak scene.
The original fertile soil has turned into gray-brown muddy ground, and in some places, gray fog even emerged from the ground!
Most of the trees and grass that should have been verdant and lush have withered at this time.
The rest also showed a disgusting blue-black color, exuding bursts of stench.
What's more terrifying is that on the torso of these plants, there are faintly distorted human faces!
Feng Wuxie stepped on this piece of land, only to feel that an indescribable and abominable atmosphere was exuding everywhere.
"The feeling of this place... how is it similar to Wuyan!"
She muttered to herself.
Feng Wuxie's voice was not loud, but Yaoxi, who was walking in front, heard it.
"Have you seen Black Nightmare?" She turned her head and asked slightly in surprise.
"Yeah." Feng Wuxie nodded.
"It looks like this here because of the gang contaminated by evil spirits. The Dark Nightmare is the incarnation of the world's filth. Now that you have seen it, you will naturally feel that the atmosphere here is similar to Dark Nightmare."
Yaoxi said softly:
"Originally, I was worried that you would feel uncomfortable with evil spirits. Since you can face the black nightmare, you won't be embarrassed by this little scene if you want to come. I can rest assured."
After she finished speaking, she smiled and moved on.
Feng Wuxie followed behind, but she was a little weird in her heart.
For some reason, she always feels Yaoxi's tone of speaking is like caring about her younger generation...
Shaking his head, putting aside his messy thoughts, Feng Wuxie moved on.
Because of the pollution of the soul veins, a large amount of poisonous mist filled the sky above this mountain.
Although Mingyu is not afraid, it is troublesome after all, it is better to walk into the mountain from the ground.
That's why they chose to walk to the center of pollution.
"Innocent, pay attention." After walking for a while, Yao Xi said:
"We are already close to the contaminated soul vein. Those evil spirits have entered the body, but have not died. On the contrary, things that have mutated more dangerously will linger in this area!"
Feng Wuxie knew that Yao Xi had rich experience in this area.
So she nodded solemnly, just about to say something.
A sharp roar accompanied by a bad wind suddenly broke out from not far away!
It really means that Cao Cao is here!
A sharp light appeared in Feng Wuxie's eyes!
It just happened to be boring by myself!
The battle is on the verge!
(End of this chapter)