Yaomei Wushuang

Chapter 220 Holy Spear
This egg is not small in size. If it is boiled and eaten, one person will definitely not be able to finish it.Weird patterns can be seen on the white and faintly blue eggshell. As the egg flies rapidly, the patterns all over the eggshell glow slightly, forming an invisible protective layer to firmly protect the egg.

This is the dragon egg that Yan Fei bought from the auction at a huge price. The original life fluctuations in it were about to disappear. It is said that the dragon clan is also one of the top clans among the monster clan. It is fine if they haven't seen a dragon. Now that they have seen it, they will naturally help it break out of its shell wholeheartedly.

The Hunting God Bow has been silent for so many years, and finally found an opponent who was barely attractive, barely qualified to use it to hunt. Unexpectedly, before it had time to make its first brilliant debut after thousands of years, there would be a An egg flew out with a whoosh, rushed ahead of it, and slammed into that spirit!
"Dragon egg!" The trident in Salamander Yuan's hand couldn't be held firmly, and it fell off suddenly, almost hitting his long fish tail: "That, that, isn't that a dragon egg?" How did you run out by yourself? up?

Chi Ling's usually calm eyes couldn't help but widen slightly, surprised by the sudden behavior of the dragon egg. After the egg entered the inner world, after his careful care, the life fluctuations in it were obviously slowly recovering. But it's not alive enough to run out by itself, is it because of this spirit?
What happened immediately after that confirmed Chi Ling's conjecture very well. The incomparable spirit, said to be the spirit of an immortal, became blurred the moment it was hit by the dragon egg.

Like a reflection in the water, it became hazy and shattered after being hit, no, it didn't become hazy and shattered, but it was wrapped in the invisible barrier on the outside of the dragon egg!

"Ah! Bastard! How did this happen?" Shenhun felt the rapid loss of his own strength, but there was no way to stop it, and suddenly cried out in horror: "What is this?"

The dragon egg seemed to have found a great tonic, and worked hard to absorb the purest soul power of the soul. In a short time, the original spirit was absorbed, leaving only a sluggish phantom, and there was still no way to stop Intended to continue to work hard to absorb.

"So that's how it is!" Chi Ling let go of the Hunting God Bow without any threat, and let the divine weapon fly aside to plant mushrooms depressed: "Dragon Egg has lost not only its spiritual energy, but also its soul power and power over the years." Vitality, ordinary soul power is not enough to make up for the loss of the dragon race, but the spirit of the immortal can!"

It's like a hungry evil ghost who suddenly sees a table of delicious food in front of him, so is there any reason to let it go easily?
Salamander Yuan was silent for a moment, rolled up the trident that fell on the ground with his tail, curled his lips: "Then what should we do? Where can we find the spirit of the immortal to replenish this guy's soul power? Even if we really meet an immortal, can we learn from each other?" It would be amazing to run away from your hands."

The dragon egg completely absorbed and transformed the soul of a fairy, and the cyan color on the white eggshell became more vigorous. It jumped up and down happily on the spot, floated in front of Chi Ling, and rubbed against him, seemingly coquettishly, Then happily floated back to his little nest to continue nesting.

The golden skull lost the support of the soul, and the brilliant brilliance was completely restrained, and it fell to the ground with a clatter.

"That's not necessarily true." Chi Ling thought for a moment: "Although I don't know where this skull was found, but you have to believe that if you find one, you can find more, which can kill an immortal." Existence should not be a common thing, perhaps, there may be other gains."

If Yan Fei heard Chi Ling's words, he would definitely agree loudly, expressing his admiration for his prophetic ability. Not long after they found this skull, they found something else in the mud not too far away.

A rusty spear protruded from the mud, only a small part was exposed, the rest was obviously buried in the thick mud, and the rust that had been corroded fell off automatically with a light touch , the spear tip that reappeared in front of them was golden and bright, carrying a biting chill.

Xuan Mo released a large-scale cleansing spell, and the thick silt was rolled up by an invisible force, piled to the other side, and the things buried under the silt were revealed.

It's still a golden skeleton, but this time it's not a skull, and it's not separated from the body. It's a very complete golden skeleton, taller than ordinary humans, and the spear is tightly held by the skeleton's right hand bone. In his hand, pointing upwards, it can be seen that its owner did not give up on it until the last moment.

To their surprise, the owner of the spear clearly had other bones on his back that did not belong to the human body. They were also golden in color, and looked more like wings.

Winged people?The unique title of birdman popped up in Yan Fei's heart immediately, and he immediately realized, is this an angel?

"An angel of the West." Sure enough, Xuan Mo's words confirmed her conjecture that the winged one who died in the Eastern world was indeed an angel of the West: "The one who died in the East, sank to the bottom of the lake, and never returned to his homeland." day."

It sounded very sad, Yan Fei nodded, and began to make up his mind about this golden skeleton. This is not just a skull, it is a complete skeleton. The angels of the West, in terms of strength, should also have the same strength as the East. Speaking of which, the immortals in the east fought with the angels in the west, and finally died together in this place?

"Perfect material!" It's not just Yan Fei whose eyes are shining, Ziyan is the same. Facing this golden skeleton, his paralyzed face is rarely radiant: "I can study it from it. A lot of new works will come, definitely will!"

Yan Fei took the lead and took away the complete skeleton. Looking at Shang Ziyan's eyes of resentment and accusation, he spread his hands innocently: "Don't look at me like that, now is not the time to divide the spoils, wait until we leave Once it’s here, I’ll definitely take it out and distribute it to everyone.”

This is almost the same, Ziyan nodded, no longer pursue it.

Immortal-level skeletons were actually found at the bottom of the lake. No matter what happened here, their current discovery alone is enough to shock the cultivation world.

Sure enough, the restricted area of ​​life has a huge secret that they don't understand.

"Could it be that the reason why this lake can make the skeletons of dead things into a new life is because of the two masters who died here?" Bai Chuan didn't pay much attention to the golden skeletons. Thinking about the secret that could make the five sects put all their eggs in one basket, he vaguely had a bad premonition in his heart. The Misty Swamp is very dangerous, more dangerous than they expected!

This is still on the edge, and the bones of immortals have appeared unexpectedly. What kind of danger is waiting for them inside?
The golden skeleton that Yan Fei threw into the inner world once again attracted the dragon egg that had already run to rest, and absorbed the tall blond soul who had just emerged from the skeleton and didn't know what happened. , the original white eggshell has completely turned into cyan, and the patterns all over it seem to stand out, circling back and forth on the eggshell like a living thing.

"It's still there!" Salamander Yuan looked at the golden skeleton with surprise on his face: "Could it be possible that Yan Fei dug up the fairy's grave?"

When he saw the spear tightly held in the golden skeleton's hand, his eyes lit up immediately. He put away the trident in his hand, looked at the spear that was still as bright as before after years of erosion, and reached out to grab it. : "The weapons used by the immortal must be extraordinary! Let me take a look!"

Chi Ling was surprised by the angel skeleton thrown in, and didn't bother to stare at Salamander for a moment. After he realized it, Salamander's hand could not wait to stretch out the spear that was shining with cold light, and he was suddenly startled: "Don't touch!"

He discovered it too late, and it was too late to stop it. Salamander Yuan stretched out his hand excitedly to hold the spear that shone with cold light.

As soon as Xi Yuan's hand touched the spear, a dazzling milky white brilliance erupted from it in an instant, and at the same time, Xi Yuan let out a scream.

Chi Ling recovered her real body without any hesitation, grabbed Salamander Yuan with her wings, and led him to avoid the surging milky white brilliance with the fastest speed. It has an advantage in speed, and it is inevitable to be touched by that milky white brilliance. Where it touches, the golden feathers instantly turn black, turning into fly ash.

There were burns on Salamander Yuan's hands and body to varying degrees, and terrifying scars appeared on the beautiful Zhengtai's face. If it wasn't for Chi Ling's quick insight, he might be directly refined by this surging holy power .

"Are you crazy? Dare to touch anything casually!" Chi Ling turned into a human form, staring at Salamander Yuan with a disheveled face, and the golden robe on his body was scorched black in several places: "Do you know what it is? gun!"

The spear that passed through Jesus' chest during his crucifixion, the holy spear that is famous in the West, possesses powerful power because it is stained with the blood of Jesus, and it is born with strong restraint power against some demons, ghosts and dark creatures.

We should be thankful that they are the monster clan in the east, not the vampire werewolves in the west. Otherwise, they would not only be burned, but would be turned into fly ash when they came into contact with the terrible holy light on the holy gun.

Angrily, Chi Ling threw Salamander Yuan to Cheng Feng, who took the little fish that had gotten into trouble to apply medicine to heal his wounds, leaving Chi Ling to look at the spear that gradually subsided the holy light with a pensive face.

(End of this chapter)