Ninth Demon Lord

Chapter 1511 All Dead

People in the space will be tempered by divine power.

The meridians, dantian, limbs and bones, and the spiritual sea will all be tempered to the greatest extent.

This is a process of leaking divine power and then denying it.

Of course, this is also a somewhat painful process.

After all, those divine powers are beyond the control of the body. In the end, they have to replenish the body, temper the meridians, dantian, limbs, and consciousness. The pain suffered by ordinary people is beyond comprehension.

What's more, this process will last for several hours, and the pain will accumulate over time, making it unbearable.

Everyone didn't know why, this time was obviously much longer than the last time, it lasted for five hours, and there was still no sign of ending.

Everyone looked at Feng Ting, but Feng Ting's eyes were closed tightly, his face was indifferent, and it was impossible to see what was going on in his heart.

Since Feng Ting didn't say anything, let's continue.

I originally thought that the divine power in the formation would gradually be exhausted in the process of tempering the body, but what is surprising is that the divine power has not disappeared.

In this way, although the tempering effect is better, the pain will also increase.

And because the external divine power has always been strong, the impact of the internal divine power will also increase accordingly.

It is a very dangerous thing to eat a god pill to enhance one's cultivation.

If it is an ordinary person, he will die a hundred times.

Feng Ting and the others are all cultivators, not comparable to ordinary people.

Even so, such a long period of tempering and destruction made everyone a little unbearable.

The first one who couldn't bear it was Li Hongxiu, her body was boiling with flames, but her complexion was as white as paper.

"Feng Ting, Li Hongxiu can't hold on anymore." Yan Xi is the strongest, and she is also the one who is relatively relaxed.

"It's okay." Feng Ting closed his eyes and said two words.

"Why did it take so long this time?" Yan Xi asked angrily.

"What we want is not just to improve our cultivation, we need a god." Feng Ting said firmly.

"But this is too dangerous!" Of course, Yan Xi understood that Feng Ting wanted Xiao Ning, Huai Yuzhu, and Li Wan to break through the gods.

But looking at Xiao Ning, Huai Yuzhu, and Li Wan, not only did they not feel broken, they seemed to be in pain.

It's just that they are much stronger than Li Hongxiu, and they can still hold on.

Feng Ting finally opened his eyes and glanced at Li Hongxiu, then said, "Hold on a little longer."

"Okay." Li Hongxiu said one word with all her strength.

Feng Ting glanced at Yan Xi again, and said, "Don't be careless."

"I know." Yan Xi replied, she felt that Feng Ting must be hiding something, but she didn't know what he was hiding.

Xiao Ning, Huai Yuzhu, and Li Wan quietly opened their eyes, looked at Feng Ting, and then closed their eyes again.

The three of them had already sensed that Feng Ting was hiding something, but they wouldn't say it directly like Yan Xi did.

Suddenly, there was chaos in the formation space, like a muddy river, and everyone's eyes were full of chaos, which made people feel suffocated.

"What's wrong!"

Even Yan Xi's tone was full of fear.

"Calm down."

Feng Ting said three words, his tone was very firm, but it seemed that it took a lot of strength to be able to say these three words.

When everyone heard Feng Ting's situation, they knew that this should be within Feng Ting's expectations.

At this moment, Feng Ting was in as much pain as Li Hongxiu, so he shouldn't be disturbed anymore.

Yanxi didn't speak, neither did the others.

The mixed pornography in the space makes the pressure in the bottom of my heart surge, and the pain also increases.

Although he couldn't see the other party, he knew in his heart that everyone at this moment should be on the verge of collapse.

Li Wan, Yan Xi, Xiao Ning, and Huai Yuzhu felt that Li Hongxiu should have collapsed and fainted.

Not only can't see the other party, but the perception has lost its direction, and it can't perceive anyone.

This is something that everyone fears infinitely, but because of Feng Ting, they all firmly believe that this is just a temporary danger.

Time flows quietly, the confusion increases, the pain increases, and so does the fear.

We all hope that it will end soon, but it feels like it will never end.

Everyone felt that they could not hold on any longer. If they fainted, would they still wake up?

As time passed, Li Hongxiu was the first to faint. She should have fainted long ago.

Followed by Li Wan and Huai Yuzhu.

Then there is Xiao Ning.

The last one to faint was Yanxi.

No, Feng Ting didn't faint, he was the weakest, but he was still sitting with his eyes closed.

After a while, Feng Ting slowly lay down.

The chaotic yellow in the formation gradually disappeared, and the room became clear, and the formation in the void also disappeared with the chaotic yellow.

There were six people lying on the ground.

Feng Ting, Yan Xi, Li Wan, Huai Yu Zhu, Li Hong Xiu, Xiao Ning.

The six people lay limply on the ground, long gone from the appearance that God should have.

In the study in the distance, the white-haired deity sat quietly.

He likes to sit here and drink tea, but at the moment he doesn't have a tea set at hand, he just sits quietly.

He had already sensed that there were six more dead people in Feng Ting's room, and he also sensed that these six people were Feng Ting's six people, but he didn't go to collect the corpses because he didn't believe that Feng Ting would die like this.

"Master, something seems to have happened to Feng Ting!"

There was a loud voice outside the door, and he was obviously a little scared and surprised.

"come in."

The white-haired god said calmly.

The door opened, and Hirozawa walked in in white.

Outside the door, there were four men in white clothes.

These four people are all young people, and they all look quite upright, but their eyes clearly show fear and caution.

Beside these four youths is the tall Guangpu.

"You all come in too." The white-haired deity said casually.

"Yes……."

Guangpu and the four youths immediately agreed, and walked into the room one by one.

"Sit down." The white-haired deity said.

"Yes Yes."

The ones who agreed were Guangzhi and Guangpu, but the four young men didn't dare to agree, nor did they dare to sit down, but stood at the door farther away.

The white-haired deity glanced at the four people and said, "Are you all okay?"

The four of them immediately showed sincere gratitude, and hurriedly bowed to salute.

"Thank you, Master, for your concern. We are all fine."

"Sit down." The white-haired deity said.

"The disciple dare not..."

The four of them, like Guangzhi, all claim to be disciples.

That's because the four of them, like Guangzhi, have followed the white-haired god since they were ordinary people, and when Guangpu knew the white-haired god, he was already a god.

"Sit down." The white-haired god said again.

"Thank you, Master..."

The four of them didn't dare to shirk any more, and immediately sat down carefully.

The white-haired deity looked at the four of them and said, "In the past 300 years, your cultivation has improved a lot."

"Thank you, Master. I don't dare to forget Master's teachings at all times. It is considered diligent to practice every day."

The white-haired deity smiled and said: "It's over, it's over. If you make mistakes again in the future, I will send you away completely."

"Yes... disciple dare not..."

The four immediately stood up again and bowed to salute.

The white-haired deity waved his hand, motioning for the four of them to sit down.

Guangzhi saw that what the master taught the juniors was similar, so he hurriedly said in a low voice: "Master, the Fengting six seem to be out of breath."

"I know." The white-haired deity responded casually.

"Master, nothing will happen to them, right?" Guangzhi said.

"I believe him." The white-haired deity said calmly.

Guangzhi frowned slightly when he heard the words, and said, "Master, Feng Ting's formation is different from last time, what kind of formation is it?"

The white-haired deity shook his head slightly and said, "I don't know."

"Haven't you seen the formation master these two times?" Guangzhi was a little surprised.

"I've never seen it before." The white-haired deity nodded.

Hiroshi lowered his head, not knowing how to ask further.

Guang Pu also frowned. He didn't like Feng Ting, but he also felt that Feng Ting was not simple.

The four young men also heard about Feng Ting's deeds on the way, and seeing that Master paid more attention to Feng Ting than they had imagined, they all didn't quite understand.But they are all people who have made big mistakes, so they dare not ask Master questions like Guangzhi.

The study room fell silent, no one spoke, as if they were all waiting.

After an hour, Guangpu couldn't bear it anymore, and said in a low voice: "God, I'll go and have a look."

"No need." The white-haired deity didn't even look at Guangpu, but just stopped his plan.

Guangpu had no choice but to continue to sit quietly.

After another hour, Feng Ting's room was still quiet, and the six people lying on the ground were still lifeless, as if they were dead.

The seven people in the study could sense it clearly.

The white-haired deity was still calm, and there was a hint of eagerness in Guangpu's eyes.

Guangzhi bowed his head and remained silent.

The other four were also silent.

It seems peaceful, but no one's heart is truly peaceful.

Another three hours passed in a blink of an eye.

The six people of Feng Ting have been breathless for six hours, which is equivalent to being dead for six hours.

Although gods can feign death, they can live for a long time without breath.

But six hours is indeed a bit too long, and it is basically certain that these six people are dead.

Guangzhi, Guangpu, and the other four all secretly looked at the white-haired god. They all wanted to go and see to make sure that Feng Ting and the others were dead.

Outside the palace, there are gods from the South Sea Shrine searching for them. They have already lost their initiative in order to wait for Feng Ting. If they don't make preparations, they are afraid that something will happen.

But looking at the expression of the white-haired god, he obviously didn't want to do anything except wait.

"Master, it's been six hours. Even if they can still wake up, their souls will be damaged, and their spiritual consciousness will also become dull. I'm afraid it will be difficult to be an enemy of God." Guangzhi carefully expressed his opinion.

The white-haired god took a wide look and said, "Do you think Feng Ting is someone who will kill himself and his friends?"

Guangzhi heard the words, his expression froze, and he said in a low voice: "Although Feng Ting is smart, he is still too young and his cultivation is not too strong, so it is possible that he made a mistake in his judgment."

"I believe him." The white-haired god once again put forward his point of view.

Guangzhi didn't dare to say any more, so he could only continue to wait.

Suddenly, the eyes of the seven people in the room lit up, showing surprise.

Because the six seemingly dead people had breath, and slowly opened their eyes.

(End of this chapter)