Cultivation waste material: Where is my sister's golden finger!

Chapter 55 Feng Su's Chance

If he was struck by lightning, maybe he would explain it here.

The crying became louder and louder in Nangong Yun's ears. If it was crying before, it was crying now. "What are you crying for!?" Nangong Yun was very impatient by the crying.

There was no voice to answer her, but the black air on her body was even thicker.At this time, it was completely dark enough to drip water, and some black patterns appeared faintly on Nangong Yun's face.

"We really want to merge." A sigh suddenly entered Nangong Yun's ears, "This is your destiny." Then the voice was a little sad, but the tone sounded like some kind of relief.

"Fusion." Nangong Yun re-read. "Fusion of what?"

She found that she was gradually gaining the right to use her body, and she hurriedly dispersed the small balls that had condensed again in her hands, and a purple lightning the size of a hair lay quietly in her palm.After removing the protective layer of the black ball, Feng Su clearly sensed the enormous destructive power hidden in this little purple lightning.

No, he had to come up with a solution quickly.

Nangong Yun looked normal at this time, but after the voice appeared, her right half of the cheek was covered with black patterns, looking evil and dangerous.Nangong Yun exudes an aura of a strong person, which does not belong to the Jindan stage, but more like the aura emitted by the Nascent Soul stage.Now that he is in the Golden Core stage, his heart is eroded by fear little by little.

However, Ling Xu, who was already weak in cultivation, passed out long ago.Feng Su took a look at Wan Yanhui, Wan Yanhui, who has been a senior brother and sister for more than ten years, immediately understood what Feng Su wanted to say.He lifted Ling Xu's collar and quickly flew to the right.Feng Su clenched her Baiyao umbrella tightly, his palms were already corroded by sweat, and he was also highly observant of Nangong Yun's every move.

Nangong Yun shook again, and the purple lightning lying quietly in her hand flew directly towards Feng Su.When Feng Su Baiyao opened her umbrella, it formed a protective cover.The purple stone in the center of Baiyao's umbrella glowed a little bit of purple when the lightning touched the umbrella, absorbing a small part of the lightning, but more still broke the protective cover.It fell directly on Feng Su's body.

Feng Su spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was gray and white, and his eyes were black.He wondered if he was going to explain here.

But it's good to explain it here, so he doesn't have to worry about too many things.

"Wake up." As soon as Wan Yanhui came back, he saw Feng Su lying in a big pit covered in scorched black. His natal magic weapon, the Baiyao Umbrella, was not damaged, but instead shone the same color as the purple light in Nangong Yun's hand.But Feng Su's situation is very bad.

The meridians of the whole body were broken, the dantian was damaged, and the breathing gradually decreased.But in his body, there is another strange force, silently repairing his body.The speed is very slow, and if you don't check carefully, you really can't see it.

How is this going?

Doubts arose in Wan Yanhui's heart, Feng Su's appearance at this time did not seem to be weakened at all, but to gain new life, transforming bit by bit.

Nangong Yun saw that she had attacked Feng Su, and Feng Su was lying in the pit with a dead face, she broke down and yelled!

She said that good things will not happen after the black air comes out, so she should grit her teeth and not let the black air come out.

"Don't be nervous, he's fine." Then the voice rang in Nangong Yun's ear again, "He just got a chance and was reborn."

(End of this chapter)