Ghost Doctor Dan Zun
Chapter 219
Chapter 219
Hearing what Feng Qing said, Ghost Crow King was already in a panic, he hurriedly said, "Master, if it doesn't work, you should quickly pick the Vein Tong Cao and run away!"
Feng Qing also thought about it, but it was already too late.She watched as the cracks in the formation were getting bigger and bigger. It was like a hurricane was blowing inside the formation. The bushes were uprooted and several tombstones were blown off. As the hurricane swirled inside, the tomb was almost flattened. The metasequoia trees were truncated in half, a scene of doom.
The formation was already crumbling, and there was no need for Situ Jian to make up for it.
As for Feng Qing, it was absolutely impossible to escape under such circumstances.
Click!
A crisp voice sounded in her ears, Feng Qing looked along the voice, and saw that the crown of the Metasequoia tree she was holding was swept away by a gust of hurricane, leaving only a bare section.Feng Qing was rejoicing that it was the crown of the tree that was broken, not the trunk she was embracing, when she saw a tombstone flying towards this side.
The formation was broken and the imbalance caused by the energy leakage caused the tombstone to spin forward rapidly, giving Feng Qing the illusion that Xiao Li's flying knife had reappeared.
She was absent-minded for a moment, and she couldn't help herself to choose at this time, and her heart was full of hatred and helplessness for the Situ family.Of course she knew that Situ Jian and Situ Jue should be wiped out at the small hill, but the key point was that she had to be capable.
Now, when disaster strikes, she must find a way to save herself, otherwise, she will die here without saying anything.
Feng Qing simply sat down on the ground, closed her eyes, the little man appeared in her mind again, and above his head was the broken formation, and Feng Qing could see the broken part clearly, It's just that how to repair it requires her to think of the lines drawn by this little man in her sea of consciousness before.
There are thousands of lines, and in Fengqing's understanding of the formation, this formation is already considered to be highly difficult.
Fortunately, when Feng Qing was on the earth in the 21st century in her previous life, she was abused by someone from the Xuanmen. Repairing the formation is not difficult for her.
It's just that her vitality is not enough to support her even to draw a line.
"Qingqing, you can only use the fire of chaos to form the formation!" Yu Jia gave her a timely suggestion.
"How to use the fire of chaos?" Feng Qing was a little puzzled.
"In my memory, someone condensed the fire of chaos into a pen, and then drew the lines of the formation. You have a try!" Yu Jia could only tell her this.
I don't know if it will be successful or not, but now, besides trying, is there any other way?How do you know if you can succeed if you don’t try?
She used her mental power to control the flames, refined alchemy, and learned how to melt alchemy with mental power. When it comes to condensing flames into a brush, Feng Qing's eyes will not be dimmed, and she doesn't know how to do it.However, her strength is not strong, and her control over the flames is really too limited.Every time she condenses a pen out of the flames, when she grabs the pen and takes it out of the fire, the pen falls into the fire and melts into the flames again.
"Qingqing, come on, don't worry, I believe in you!" Yu Jia knew that for her, who was only a third-level Yuanshi, she could only rely on her mental strength to do these things. To condense the flames into real things, It was very difficult, but Feng Qing was by no means a person who gave up lightly.
(End of this chapter)
Hearing what Feng Qing said, Ghost Crow King was already in a panic, he hurriedly said, "Master, if it doesn't work, you should quickly pick the Vein Tong Cao and run away!"
Feng Qing also thought about it, but it was already too late.She watched as the cracks in the formation were getting bigger and bigger. It was like a hurricane was blowing inside the formation. The bushes were uprooted and several tombstones were blown off. As the hurricane swirled inside, the tomb was almost flattened. The metasequoia trees were truncated in half, a scene of doom.
The formation was already crumbling, and there was no need for Situ Jian to make up for it.
As for Feng Qing, it was absolutely impossible to escape under such circumstances.
Click!
A crisp voice sounded in her ears, Feng Qing looked along the voice, and saw that the crown of the Metasequoia tree she was holding was swept away by a gust of hurricane, leaving only a bare section.Feng Qing was rejoicing that it was the crown of the tree that was broken, not the trunk she was embracing, when she saw a tombstone flying towards this side.
The formation was broken and the imbalance caused by the energy leakage caused the tombstone to spin forward rapidly, giving Feng Qing the illusion that Xiao Li's flying knife had reappeared.
She was absent-minded for a moment, and she couldn't help herself to choose at this time, and her heart was full of hatred and helplessness for the Situ family.Of course she knew that Situ Jian and Situ Jue should be wiped out at the small hill, but the key point was that she had to be capable.
Now, when disaster strikes, she must find a way to save herself, otherwise, she will die here without saying anything.
Feng Qing simply sat down on the ground, closed her eyes, the little man appeared in her mind again, and above his head was the broken formation, and Feng Qing could see the broken part clearly, It's just that how to repair it requires her to think of the lines drawn by this little man in her sea of consciousness before.
There are thousands of lines, and in Fengqing's understanding of the formation, this formation is already considered to be highly difficult.
Fortunately, when Feng Qing was on the earth in the 21st century in her previous life, she was abused by someone from the Xuanmen. Repairing the formation is not difficult for her.
It's just that her vitality is not enough to support her even to draw a line.
"Qingqing, you can only use the fire of chaos to form the formation!" Yu Jia gave her a timely suggestion.
"How to use the fire of chaos?" Feng Qing was a little puzzled.
"In my memory, someone condensed the fire of chaos into a pen, and then drew the lines of the formation. You have a try!" Yu Jia could only tell her this.
I don't know if it will be successful or not, but now, besides trying, is there any other way?How do you know if you can succeed if you don’t try?
She used her mental power to control the flames, refined alchemy, and learned how to melt alchemy with mental power. When it comes to condensing flames into a brush, Feng Qing's eyes will not be dimmed, and she doesn't know how to do it.However, her strength is not strong, and her control over the flames is really too limited.Every time she condenses a pen out of the flames, when she grabs the pen and takes it out of the fire, the pen falls into the fire and melts into the flames again.
"Qingqing, come on, don't worry, I believe in you!" Yu Jia knew that for her, who was only a third-level Yuanshi, she could only rely on her mental strength to do these things. To condense the flames into real things, It was very difficult, but Feng Qing was by no means a person who gave up lightly.
(End of this chapter)
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