Boom, the ground exploded, and Elder Feng's people reappeared in everyone's field of vision. It seemed that there was no damage, but Yang Chen was very keen to discover that Elder Feng's actions were still affected.
With such a powerful bombardment, even if Elder Feng is a master of Jinxian, it is impossible for him to escape unscathed. With a quick turn in Yang Chen's mind, he understood the reason.
The opponent had an eight-turn pill on his body. Although the effect was similar to Yang Chen's six-turn merit pill, the time it took for the drug to take effect was better than that of the six-turn pill. This is a real rank advantage, and it is definitely not something Yang Chen can catch up with with the merit chapter.
From the trace of blood on the corner of Elder Feng's mouth, it can be seen that Yang Chen's blow just now definitely caused him to be injured, and his current performance is just the result of taking the medicine pill.
Elder Feng did not find that the world here was changing little by little. For example, the spiritual power he could absorb from the surroundings was much less than at the beginning. In other words, it's not that he didn't find it, but that he didn't notice it.
This kind of change is normal in the eyes of Elder Feng. The spiritual power in the cave is limited. After playing for such a long time, even if there is spiritual support inside, but so many Jinxian masters of them have fought for such a long time, it is still necessary to fight with one It's the same as the beginning, isn't it right
But what he never expected was that the spiritual power absorbed by Aolan Lin Zhengyuan and others was unchanged or even stronger. The third spirit could effectively control everything in the geographical map of mountains and rivers, including which spiritual power was allocated to. people.
Knowing that this guy has a rank eight medicinal pill, and that everyone has not been able to kill him directly, there is only one way. It is consumption, exhausting his eight-turn pill.
Elder Feng is already devastated. A few golden immortal masters fight on wheels, no matter how strong he is. It is also impossible to kill one of them all at once to relieve the pressure. What troubled him the most was the invisible sword energy that would appear every once in a while, which gave him a headache.
The sword qi was of course emitted by Shi Shanshan. Every time Shi Shanshan uttered the sword qi with all her strength, Shi Shanshan would be paralyzed. However, in the geographical map of mountains and rivers, the third primordial spirit directly immersed her in the spiritual veins. Yang Chen also took it out. Many Gengjin spirit crystals can be absorbed by her at any time, and the recovery speed is also very amazing.
After each reply, Shi Shanshan would always give Elder Feng a blow. With the cooperation of the third primordial spirit, every time Shi Shanshan's sword energy can hit Elder Feng's body.
Supreme Pure Yang Sword Qi is not a joke. With the bonus of the Immortal Sword, Shi Shanshan's sword energy has increased by at least 50% compared to before. Every sword energy can penetrate into Elder Feng's inner organs. Although he would use his powerful spiritual power to resolve it every time, this level of consumption was not something he could bear.
Elder Feng was already begging for his natal magic weapon to fly faster. Who asked him to take care of himself at first, thinking that he would go out in person and a few juniors would be able to capture it, but he did not expect that he would fall into such a situation.
The Dragon Clan masters simply regarded Elder Feng as a target for practice, and even Ao Lie and Long Yuan, the two Xuanxian masters, stepped forward to attack Leng Zi. There is no pride of the Dragon Clan and the uprightness of facing the enemy head-on, and it is a mess of wretchedness.
The later on, the more flustered Elder Feng became. His own sea of consciousness seemed to be on fire, as a fire cultivator. He knew very well that this was a plot, and that an unknown yin fire was burning his consciousness.
If there is free time. He will not take this level of damage into his eyes, as long as he can calm down and practice for a while. These smoldering fires can be forced out of the body. But at this moment, where is the opportunity for him to free up his hands
Lin Zhengyuan seems to be getting more and more energetic. What scares Elder Feng the most is that Lin Zhengyuan actually understands more and more that this is not a good phenomenon. A foolish Jinxian is easy to deal with, but a normal Jinxian expert is no joke.
Elder Feng also understood that this must be their battle to slowly open the seal on Lin Zhengyuan. He has heard of this kind of technique, and it is said that some of the big figures in the fairy world play like this. But why is it that he is so unlucky, and the first time he comes down, he encounters this kind of hard stubble
Several of the Dragon Clan's masters are the most rough-skinned and thick-skinned. When besieging Elder Feng, they often exchange injuries for injuries. Once a dragon master is injured, he will be replaced immediately, leaving him no chance to chase after him.
Elder Feng has medicinal pills, but Yang Chen also has them, and the efficacy of the medicine is no worse than that of Elder Feng. No matter how quickly Elder Feng's medicinal pills took effect, they still couldn't hold back the fact that Yang Chen's side was fighting with each other. Those injured companions had time to wait for the effects of the medicine to heal.
Many times, Elder Feng wanted to scold Yang Chen for being shameless, but after Yang Chen counterattacked him for bullying the small, he stopped talking. Both sides have their own advantages, and if they take down Yang Chen before they can come up, that is their own failure. Among the monks, there is not so much reason to talk about, and even if it can be reasonable, so many opponents, they may not be able to make sense.
I don't know how many times I regretted it, but Elder Feng has no chance to regret it anymore. Right now, I can only hope that my medicinal pill can last until the puppet of my destiny arrives, because there are not many medicinal pills left.
When Yang Chen's Immortal Slaying Sabre slashed at the back of Elder Feng's neck again, almost breaking Elder Feng's neck bone, the second primordial spirit finally stopped holding back. This murderous intent poured frantically on Elder Feng.
There was another human-shaped deep hole on the ground, but this time, Elder Feng was not as relaxed as before. Even if two pills in a row quickly slowed down his injury, he could no longer remain calm in the sea of consciousness.
Under the double attack of the Eclipse Dragon Fire and the killing intent of Zhanxiantai, Elder Feng's consciousness was almost in a trance for a time, and he was forced to lift his spirits until he was hit by Ao Lan and Lin Zhengyuan again.
The natal puppet is already very close, and Elder Feng can already feel that the distance between the main body and the natal magic weapon is no more than a thousand miles, but this thousand miles is now like a moat, and he can no longer cross it.
Ao Lan and Lin Zhengyuan took off half of his arm and one calf directly. Under the severe pain, when Elder Feng was about to swallow the eight-turn pill in his mouth, a sword energy penetrated directly from his mouth, through his teeth, through his tongue, and through his mouth. The medicinal pill was inserted into the back of his neck.
This made Elder Feng's eyes dark, but fortunately, the medicinal pill still played a role, allowing him to keep his mind clear. But at this moment, there was another heavy blow on the back of the neck.
Kacha, Elder Feng clearly heard the sound of his own neck breaking. At this moment, there was only one thought in Elder Feng's mind: "If I knew earlier, I wouldn't mess with Yang Chen." To be continued. .
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And at night