Chapter 393 Doubt
Qiongqi's dirty blood is different from the heart demon. Generally, the monk's heart demon is actually caused by his own desire, so if you want to defeat your own heart demon, you have to overcome your own desire.
At this time, Yang Qian is facing blood stains. This thing can directly invade the monk's consciousness, make the monk lose himself, and exhaust all the power of the monk in an extremely exciting killing. At the same time, this blood stain can also hurt the monk's body and the yuan god. Once the yuan god sticks to this blood stain, its yuan god must The festering on the spot is not easy to cure even with a powerful elixir.
At this time, Teng Feng and others just looked from afar and did not know that Yang Qian had fallen into a dangerous state, but the strange smell from the blood stain made all the monks upset.
"The bad owner is in danger!" At this time, the Flame King suddenly said.
The blood fog has a great impact even if they are so far away, and Yang Qian is wrapped in this blood fog at this time. You can imagine how huge the impact is.
"Slow down and don't be impulsive!" Just as the Flaming King and the others were planning to help, Deng Tao's voice came from the distance.
"I think this blood fog is extremely strange. Even if we stand so far and are affected, you may not be able to help yourself!" Seeing that the Flame King and others insisted on going, Deng Tao hurriedly explained.
Deng Tao's words, the Flame King and others understood, but Deng Tao did not understand their thoughts. Their lives were all in Yang Qian's hands one by one. They could not escape what happened to Yang Qian, so even if the road ahead was dangerous, they would have to break through.
"What should I do? Will something happen to Brother Yang!" Listening to Deng Tao's words, Luo Ji beside him was also anxious.
"It's hard to say, but I believe that nothing will happen to you." Deng Tao said this to comfort everyone. Yang Qian and the monk have gone beyond his knowledge, and Deng Tao can't predict such a battle situation at all.
But Fortunately, Yang Qian didn't seem to have anything wrong on the surface at this time, so everyone was also under their impulse.
However, what everyone doesn't know is that Yang Qian has lost himself at this time. There is only killing in his heart. He keeps swinging the rosefinch sword, and the powerful energy sweeps the whole world. He wants to destroy everything he sees!
The chaotic energy kept bursting out of Yang Qian's body. At the same time, the blood fog also constantly eroded Yang Qian's body. The medium-level defense weapon also looked dull, and the surface also emitted a lot of rust, looking like broken copper and iron.
At this time, there is a faint flame on the rosefinch sword. The whole sword body is red, and those blood fogs are also resisted by this flame and cannot erode the essence of the rosefinch sword outside.
It seemed that he knew that Yang Qian was in trouble. At this time, the rosefinch sword suddenly attacked the monk, and its flames forced the monk to retreat.
At this time, the monk is not to mention how angry he is. He is a fairy middle mythical beast with poor blood. He is already invincible in the world of cultivation, but at this time, he was beaten back by a flying sword.
This flying sword is different from the monk. The body of the monk is equivalent to the body of the rosefinch sword, but this rosefinch sword is a top-grade fairy weapon, which is refined by Yang Qian with a large number of rare colors. The strength of the qi itself is not easy to destroy even by the immortal king, and it is also forged by the blood of the rosefinch, its strength and attack power. The degree has also been greatly improved.
And if you want the rosefinch sword to stop, you must solve the artifact red bird inside, but the monk with the protection of the rosefinch sword body is undoubtedly more difficult to solve the red bird!
Although the rosefinch sword can hold back the monk, it can't wake up Yang Qian, and only he can solve Yang Qian's situation.
However, as time went by, Yang Qian suddenly woke up and his red eyes had come back, but when he looked at the armor on his body, he took a cold breath.
The whole magic weapon has been seriously damaged and its spirituality has been completely lost. At this time, it is resisting the blood fog only by its own material strength. If Yang Qian's body is a quarter later, it will inevitably be eroded!
Despite all this, thanks to the demon in Yang Qian's body, at the moment when the blood fog invaded Yang Qian's body, the demon reacted. He was originally an alternative existence in the cultivation world to devour the heart demon for a living. To put it bluntly, this heart demon is also a kind of negative energy, and the essence of this blood fog is indeed similar to that of the heart demon, so in After the demon reacted, he began to devour the blood fog, but this thing is an inheritance of Qiongqi, and the negative energy intensity contained in it is not comparable to that of ordinary heart demons. This demon also tried his best to temporarily swallow this thing, but it has not been refined.
Yang Qian also knew about the demon, but at this time, Yang had no time to ask. After calling out a defensive magic weapon again, Yang Qian flew directly to the monk.
"You, you, why aren't you dead!" Looking at Yang Qian's sudden coming, the monk was shocked and his whole body suddenly stopped there.
" hiss..." Just as the monk was stunned, the rosefinch sword cut out at his back, and blood gushed out for a moment, and the painful monk also screamed.
"Damn, I must kill you, kill you!" After a burst of pain, the monk suddenly roared, and the big mouth suddenly opened to Yang Qian and bit it down.
As soon as this wave flattened, a wave rose again. Yang Qian had just escaped the attack of the blood fog and was attacked so fiercely. They were also shocked to see the Flaming King.
However, in the attention of the monks, Yang Qian and the monk suddenly disappeared, and the blood fog that had not yet dissipated also suddenly disappeared. The space suddenly quieted down and everything calmed down.
"What's the matter? Why are they missing?" Looking at the empty sky, all the monks have great doubts in their hearts.
At this time, the sudden change is caused by Yang Qian's field. In the field, Yang Qian is the way of heaven, and it is extremely simple to disappear in the eyes of everyone.
Not to mention the reaction of other monks, the monk suddenly bit Yang Qian, but when he was about to meet Yang Qian, Yang Qian suddenly disappeared, and the whole space was also full of flames.
"Field! How can you have a field!" It's worthy of being a fairy. The monk suddenly reacted when he found that the space was wrong.
"Field? Do you find that this is different from other fields? Yang Qian did not answer his words, but asked back.
Although the monk's body is huge, Yang Qian can expand the space infinitely here, and in this "Endless" space, there are horrible flames everywhere. They roared at the monk like countless fierce beasts, which made the monk shocked him.
"What's the matter? How can you control these flames?" Listening to Yang Qian's words, the monk was stunned first and then asked.
"Haha, aren't you a fairy? Why don't you even know this?" Yang Qian laughed.
This field is actually an attack method that Yang Qian realized after understanding the mystery of fire, while the ordinary field is an attack method that uses the law. Although this field is powerful, it is extremely monotonous. Among the monks who are stronger than himself, this field is not self-defeated.
However, the meaning of Yang Qian's fire is different. It is a kind of understanding from the perspective of flame, combining the characteristics of the essence of the flame with the monk's own understanding to form a special attack, so this field is very different from that of other monks.
Of course, the mystery of fire comes from the crystal in Yang Qian's mind. Even the rosefinch knows it. How can ordinary monks understand it?
Yang Qian also knew that the monk would never know, so he deliberately said so. The purpose was to undermine his self-confidence and make him feel a fear of Yang Qian. After all, Yang Qian was not very confident in his field.
At this time, the monk's shock was puzzled, and obviously he had achieved the result Yang Qian wanted.
"Who the hell are you! How can you be in the world of cultivation!" The monk suddenly asked.
At this time, the monk had doubts about Yang Qian's identity. Fairy swords, fairy armor, and this strange field were not what ordinary monks could have. At this time, the monk regarded Yang Qian as a true practicer in the fairyland.