Miss Poison Doctor

Chapter 1641

As we all know, the higher the level of a martial artist's strength, the more spiritual energy he needs when he is promoted.

Although the clear water beads of space look on the surface, they are no different from the world outside.

But after all, the aura contained in it is limited.

Teachers choose to be promoted at this time.

In case the spiritual energy in the clear water beads in the space is not enough...

At that time, the destruction of the space will be a trivial matter, in case the teacher's promotion is blocked and forced to be interrupted halfway.

The consequences...

Feng Qingge couldn't imagine it.

Feng Qingge clenched her hands tightly. Because of the nervousness, her palms were sweating.

Boom boom boom!
Just when she was full of nervousness, her eyes were fixed on Feng Lao's body.

In mid-air, there was a series of deafening explosions.

"hiss!"

Feng Qingge was startled, and while taking a breath, she almost jumped up from the ground.

The news that the teacher made this promotion...

Is it too exaggerated?

Teacher, what level is his true strength?

boom!boom!
boom!boom!boom!
As Feng Qingge was thinking wildly in her heart.

In the sky, the violent explosions gradually became louder and louder.

In the whole space, sand and rocks were flying, and the wind was howling. The black wind slapped the trees on the hillside, stirring up waves of trees one after another like a tide.

Countless rocks and dust, the wind blades like knives cut on the skin of the person, and the person who was blowing directly could hardly open his eyes.

Feng Qingge raised her hands with difficulty, and propped up a cyan wooden shield in front of her, only then did she feel that the howling wind around her was a little weaker.

Feng Qingge stared helplessly at the mid-air, Feng Lao's translucent body sitting firmly cross-legged in the middle of the howling wind.

From a distance, the old and simple black body looks like a firm and firm rock that stands firm as a mountain amidst the huge waves.

That black body is like an ancient and eternal well, smooth and without waves.

At a certain moment, Feng Lao, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly raised his hand slightly.

In an instant, the gust of wind that surged throughout the world stagnated.

Then, as if being drawn by some invisible force, they began to scramble towards Elder Feng in mid-air, frantically swarming away.

"here we go."

Feng Qingge's eyes lit up, and she muttered to herself.

As the burst of spiritual energy swarmed in, Feng Qingge felt the air around her, making sharp and ear-piercing grinding sounds.

Following this sharp whistling, the aura contained in the clear water beads in the space began to decrease rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Gusts of howling wind pulled the invisible air, as if the air in the entire space became violently twisted in the violent tearing.

Feng Qingge looked at the rapidly decreasing spiritual power around her, and a flash of worry involuntarily flashed in her heart.

If it continues at this speed, within ten minutes, all the aura in the space will be drained due to excessive consumption.

At that time, once the teacher's promotion process is interrupted midway, there will be danger.

Feng Qingge was full of anxiety, and suddenly gritted her teeth.

Suddenly with a wave of his right hand, Zilian Fire Cauldron quickly appeared in front of him.

Then, a white light flashed on the palm of his hand, and he held Xueren firmly in his hand.

With the knife in his hand, more than a dozen medicinal herbs that were tens of thousands of years old were snapped off, and all fell into Feng Qingge's left hand.

(End of this chapter)