Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 1305 Devouring Demonic Qi
"It's useless. Before I came back, I went to Daxitian to meet the Buddha. He couldn't help it. The most prosperous art of saving people in the galaxy is the Daxitian Buddha. He once healed the god emperor's wounds. There's nothing he can do about it, what can you do."

The dean of the Holy Academy sighed and said.

In his opinion, although Jian Fengyun is extremely talented, in terms of saving people, he will definitely not be better than the Buddha of Daxitian.

"Let me try."

Jian Fengyun's eyes moved slightly, and he continued.

He could vaguely feel that there was a palpitating force in the wound of the dean of the Holy Academy, which made his injury worse.

If so, he can use his own skills to absorb and dissolve this force.

However, because the dean's cultivation is too high, and maybe because the injury is too extraordinary, he can't be sure yet, and he needs to see it to know.

"See it all you want, but don't be intimidated."

Seeing Jian Fengyun's persistence, the dean of the Holy Academy said with a look of helplessness on his old face.

Anyway, he was already injured, and it wouldn't get worse after showing Jian Fengyun, so he simply let Jian Fengyun give up.

Jian Fengyun stretched out his hand to uncover the white robe on the upper body of the headmaster.

For a moment, he froze,
What kind of body is this? The well-proportioned body is covered with dense scars, and almost no inch of skin is intact.

After a cursory look at these scars, there are at least several thousand scars.

Although several wounds had healed, the scars left behind were huge, almost splitting the back.

Forcibly calming down the shock in his heart, Jian Fengyun looked at the wound on the dean's left chest.

This wound is a penetrating wound, passing through close to the heart.

The wound was about three fingers thick, and the flesh had already started to turn black, spreading to the surroundings.

Jian Fengyun gently placed his hand on the dean's back.

A pure soul power came out.

In an instant, he felt an incomparably turbulent demonic energy pulsating in his heart.

"What a terrifying demonic energy."

Jian Fengyun's eyes sank, the power of this demonic energy surpassed all the demonic energy he had ever seen, even stronger than the demonic energy emanating from the soul power of the god emperor in Yinyang City.

If it wasn't for the fact that his soul power had not reached the silver level, he might have been affected by the devilish energy just now.

It is indeed an injury that can make the dean of the Holy Academy helpless.

Really scary!
Secretly marveling in his heart, Jian Fengyun looked at the head of the Holy Academy.

With the power of that devilish energy, it constantly wreaked havoc near the most fragile heart in his body. The pain was like death, and an ordinary person would have committed suicide long ago.

However, the dean in front of him had a calm expression on his face, and he could even laugh.

This shows how strong the Dean's mood is.

"You say what you want, I know my injury, it doesn't matter if it's bad."

The dean of the Holy Academy looked at Jian Fengyun's serious expression, and said calmly.

"No, there is still a way to solve it."

Jian Fengyun came back to his senses, a strange look flashed in his eyes.

If it weren't for knowing the injury in the head of the Holy Academy, ordinary people would think that he was just a minor injury, which is why he was able to communicate with others so calmly.

"Oh, there is a solution?!"

The dean of the Holy Academy was stunned for a moment, with a look of surprise on his face.

Obviously, he didn't expect Jian Fengyun to say that there is a way to solve it. You know, even the Buddha of Daxitian can't do anything about it.

"Well, this method will take a long time, so the dean may have to live in Tianyi Hall these days."

Jian Fengyun nodded.

Indeed, he has a way to solve the injury in the head of the Holy Academy.

The most deadly part of this injury is the devilish energy in the wound. As long as the power of this devilish energy is swallowed up, without this devilish energy, with the dean's cultivation base, it is nothing more than a trivial matter to restore a penetrating wound. .

Jian Fengyun's Heaven Devouring Immortal Sutra can just devour any power, the amount of this demonic energy is very huge for him, so it takes a long time to devour it.

Of course, it will not take too long, about ten days or so.

"What method, but do you need a peerless divine material, or a panacea?"

The dean of the Holy Academy frowned and asked immediately.

The devilish energy in his wound was a means left by a sleeping god emperor of the demon race, and he couldn't force it out with his strength, so in his opinion, Jian Fengyun's method must be resorted to Foreign objects.

"No need, the source of the dean's injury is all due to the devilish energy in the wound. The technique I practice is rather weird, it can swallow all kinds of power and turn it into divine power, so I can help the dean swallow the devilish energy in the body .”

Jian Fengyun swept his eyes and said.

He wasn't sure if the dean of the Holy Academy would have guessed the Heaven Devouring inheritance, but he believed that even if he guessed it, he wouldn't do anything to him.

"what?!"

The dean of the Holy Academy was shocked, with a look of surprise on his face.

In the cloudy eyes, it seemed to think of something, and it became a little weird in an instant.

"Dean, don't resist, you can try it now."

Jian Fengyun's eyes narrowed, and he said immediately.

The dean of the Holy Academy did not speak, and let Jian Fengyun's hand rest on his back wound.

"The Heaven Devouring Immortal Sutra!"

A golden light flashed in Jian Fengyun's eyes.

The next moment, a huge devouring force emanated from his hand and poured into the wound of the dean of the Holy Academy.

puff!
The wound on the back suddenly opened a gap, and then a jet of black power poured into Jian Fengyun's hands.

After being transformed by the Heaven Devouring Immortal Scripture, it turned into pure divine power.

Suddenly, Jian Fengyun felt the spiritual sea in his body swell, and he couldn't bear the divine power converted from magic power.

It took less than ten breaths of time, and Linghai couldn't bear it anymore.

Just when Jian Fengyun felt that he couldn't take it anymore and wanted to stop.

In the center of his spiritual sea, the Heaven-devouring Immortal Sword, which was alternately virtual and real, suddenly floated up from the spiritual sea.

The dense divine power all around poured into the Heaven Devouring Immortal Sword like a sea of ​​rivers.

But in a short time, those inflated divine powers were swallowed up.

Jian Fengyun started to activate the kung fu at a faster speed, and began to devour the surging devilish energy.

The divine power rolled, like a waterfall torrent, rushing into Jian Fengyun's spiritual sea.

And the Heaven Devouring Immortal Sword, like a bottomless pit, crazily devoured these divine powers.

"Really!"

The dean of the Holy Academy showed a look of horror.

He felt that the magical power in his body, which he couldn't force out no matter what method he used, was pulled out by a devouring force, and the amount was slowly decreasing.

God, how is this possible?

He couldn't believe it.

Is he really who the existence says he is?
The dean of the Holy Academy's face became horrified, and a look of nostalgia appeared in his old eyes.

(End of this chapter)