Chapter 64 Blessed by misfortune

The ghost of the man moved behind Mu Feng, and a soul body with strong soul fluctuations emerged from the man and roared towards Mu Feng. No other fluctuations overflowed. At this time, Mu Feng seemed to be possessed, motionless in place, and the black pupils lost the normal person. Kind of color.

In the spiritual world, the golden crescent moon that originally hung high became bright and dark at this time, as if it was going to be extinguished at any time. A strong spiritual impact came towards the golden crescent, gradually forming a huge virtual shadow behind the golden crescent, which has been eroded by black gas. The power of the original soul, which originally flowed quietly, began to roar towards the sky after feeling the changes in the spiritual world this time, but the power of the cloud soul that was lifted high in the sky quickly fell down again.

The spiritual power is all restrained. If the last trace of Qingming is extinguished, the wind may disappear in this world forever. Just as this disparity in strength was coming to an end, a ruler-like object floated over the golden crescent moon, and a faint milky white light poured down from the ruler. The originally slightly tired spiritual power seemed to be rejuvenated when these rays came, allowing the virtual shadow to roar. Mu Feng, who had just retreated, can keep his heart steady under the light of these strange rays.

"Is this?" As soon as Mufeng took a breath, he turned his eyes to the ruler above the golden crescent moon. This "Qiankun ruler" that has never appeared no matter what he summoned finally appeared when Mufeng was in danger. If it hadn't been for the feeling of nothing, Mu Feng would have thought it was following the silver fox. One piece is lost.

"Aren't you very arrogant? Want to take me away..." The vast voice echoed in the spiritual world. With the help of the milky light, Mu Feng began to fight back. At this time, the virtual shadow obviously sensed that something was wrong with the situation. The black head bit towards the golden crescent moon and wanted to directly erase the spiritual control of Mu Feng.

The milky light once again blocked the attack of the black head and could not enter at all. At this time, the virtual shadow, that is, the ancient war soul, obviously felt that the situation was wrong. Many attacks were fruitless, and the other party did not mean to resist himself. Instead, it has been shrinking in it. At this moment of life and death, everything is floating clouds. It is the king's way to survive.

The ancient soul of war had a retreat. If he stayed here all the time, God knew that he would be wiped out by the unknown ruler. The light emitted by the ruler even felt very heavy. The virtual shadow that originally appeared after the golden crescent moon began to fade, and finally turned into a silky black fog to escape from the spiritual world of the wind.

"Is it that easy to leave?" The sound of Mufeng sounded in the sky again, and the enemy retreated. Now it's time to repay.

With a moment of thought, the stone blade that was silent under the power of the original soul was summoned by Mufeng again. Although it does not look as domineering as Mufeng's heyday, the breath emitted by the stone blade is also useful for the soul body. The most important thing is that it can be used by the current Mufeng and suspended above the golden crescent moon. The "Qiankun ruler" only protects the golden crescent from external aggression and cannot take the initiative to attack the other party.

This time is not a simple energy urge. Under the control of the martial soul, the simple stone blade split towards the ancient war soul, and the roaring power of the original soul also swept towards the void.

"Eacon's little skill!" The virtual shadow avoided those attacks, but the stone blade controlled by the martial soul did not give him a chance to stop and chased him all the way.

"Hey... Then I'll destroy your sea of energy." A thick voice came out of the black fog. The black fog that had been dodging in the air actually fell straight into the original soul below, allowing those energy tentacles to pull it down. Seeing the man's behavior, Mu Feng was also a little unclear, so he controlled the power of the original soul to wrap it towards the black fog.

At the beginning, everything was carried out as expected by Mu Feng. The black fog was all swept into the stream condensed by the power of the soul. Before long, a little white light overflowed from the bottom of the stream, and this phenomenon was actually amplified at a speed visible to the naked eye, and kept rippled to the periphery center of the falling point.

Seeing this scene, Mu Feng was shocked. Was he playing for real, and the original stone blade also fell with the black fog. The white light is getting brighter and brighter, but Mufeng has a feeling of collapse. If the explosion really happens in his soul, the consequences can be imagined.

Fee the threat brought by the white light, the ruler over the golden crescent moon moved again, and I didn't see how it moved. In the blink of an eye, it appeared over the black fog just fell down. The milky white light scattered again, and the white light that had been extending outward stopped spreading, which surprised Mu Feng even more. Those white lights are actually slowly shrinking. Mu Feng knows that the "Qiankun ruler" has extraordinary ability, but he has never seen it and is not controlled by himself. Seeing the scene in front of him, Mu Feng is even more doubtful about what kind of weapon is this and how to promote it?

While Mufeng was stunned, a subtle to extreme sound came into Mufeng's spiritual mind, but it was still caught by the perceived powerful Mufeng. "Little guy, try to consume the strength of his soul. It is of great benefit to the recovery of my soul and can restore a lot of soul power." After saying this, the voice was silent again, and there was no response to many calls. Mu Feng knew who was the voice, that is, the elder of the Yan clan who had been in the jade pendant. Since the senior ordered it, just do as he wanted.

The black fog was imprisoned and unable to move under the milky light. He slowly pulled it out of the power of the soul and could not get rid of it no matter how he fought for it. The spiritual mind moved again, and the stone blade summoned again and hit the virtual shadow. "Oh..." The stone blade passed through the black fog, and the figure of the black fog became thinner. After several reincarnations, the breath of the black fog was obviously much weaker than at the beginning, but the stone blade that wanted to attack again was empty. The black fog came out of the milky white light and swept out of the wind. I don't know when the "Qiankun ruler" was lost again. After its trace and feeling that the crisis had been resolved, it disappeared into the spiritual world of Mufeng again.

This time, Mu Feng did not stop him. Although he did not quite understand why the elders of the Yan clan did this, Mu Feng still did not think much about anything else. The black fog gradually overflowed from Mu Feng's body. The ancient soul, who had just breathed a sigh, suddenly felt that his body could not help floating towards the jade pendant on the teenager in front of him, although I tried my best to stop it, but the suction seemed to have a magic power, and I couldn't get rid of it even if I tried my best.

"No..." The ancient soul of war who wanted to return to his original body could only watch his soul slowly be absorbed by the jade pendant. With the last unwillingness, the whole figure of the ancient soul of war was sucked in. Not long after the accident outside, Mu Feng also regained its vitality. Looking at the empty area around, even Mu Feng himself did not know where the ancient soul of war who escaped later went. Doubtful, Mu Feng walked towards West Asia, where she was standing in the distance.

"Is it over?" Mu Feng also didn't believe it. If he wanted to say where the ancient soul of war had gone in the end, maybe West Asia, who had been watching the battle, could explain it clearly and asked now.

Westia saw the situation just now. Originally, he still thought that Mufeng deliberately did it, but judging from Mufeng's expression now, it was obvious that he did not know what happened when the black fog had just melted into a certain object on his body. He replied, "Just now, there was a black fog coming from your body. It came out, but it soon seemed to be absorbed by something. Xi's can only tell Mu Feng what she saw.

"Oh?" Hearing Xi's answer, Mu Feng fell into a short thought, thinking about the virtual shadow of the predecessors of the Yan clan that had just appeared, and cast his eyes doubtfully at the jade pendant hanging on his waist. Is that the case? Now that the crisis has been resolved, the two embarked on a journey to find the spiritual ointment.

This time, Mufeng's speed is twice as fast as when he first came, because there is a change that will happen to him, and he needs to go back quietly and feel it. In this magical space, the crisis was indeed everywhere. Later, some of the enemies that appeared on the journey were basically killed by West Asia. In a place with lush plants, Mu Feng and the two encountered this mission items again. It should be no problem this time. He doesn't want to kill another Cheng Yaojin at this time. Here Stay for a minute, and unknown dangers may appear at any time.

Successfully put the return ointment into the space ring, and the two returned to the entrance of the virtual fantasy along the original road. The light flashed again, and the two were transmitted out and looked at the black light channel behind them. This time, the task can be said to be thrilling and successfully completed. Following the steps in memory, after two conversions, in the old hall, the dead souls floating nearby seem to be endless. If it hadn't been for previous experience, it might have taken some time. After the next conversion, Mufeng and the two also encountered a channel connecting other monks, and the battle was imminent. He didn't keep his hand. Anyone who is hostile to himself is waiting for them to perish.

Without any delay, he hurried overnight, skipped the town where Mufeng and the two had stayed for one night, and rushed straight to the main mansion of Liuli City.

As soon as he returned to the city master's mansion, Mu Feng told the housekeeper Liao not to let anyone disturb him. He quickly entered that wonderful state. On the fourth floor of the Taihuang Heart Sutra, which had already fluctuated slightly, when he fought with the black fog in the virtual fantasy, a trace of understanding flashed from Mu Feng's mind. It should be like this.