Heavenly Sword Evil Sovereign

Nie Chen's palm pressed on Zifeng's chest. In the hoarse murmur, Zifeng's body quickly withered, and its flesh was scorched yellow. It was as thin as a material, and very bare.

"Stop it. What are you going to do?"

Fang Mu and Ling Shuang rushed over together. Nie Chen quickly raised his left hand and made an action of not disturbing and stopping. He said, "don't come here. How can I harm him?"

Purple wind's eyes, have been deeply sunk, the eyes inside, become lax, as if to dissipate at any time. But on his lips, the black and poisonous color which was caused by the powder of swallowing spirit faded gradually, until finally, it completely disappeared from the corner of his mouth.

Nie Chen saw the purple wind dying look. Although the consciousness in his eyes was vague, there was no regret or regret. Instead, he saw a trace of relief and smile in his deep eyes.

"How can I let you die just like this when we've come to this point?" Nie Chen had some hoarse throat and made a low voice.

"Melt!" In Nie Chen's left hand, immediately appeared three light quality villains, that is, after he killed the steward and the other two imperial hands, he got the soul and all their spiritual power.

Nie Chen's left hand, a palm pressed in Zifeng's chest, a surprising aura, vast and out, directly integrated into Zifeng's dry body.

Like a fish in water, Zifeng's body is humming and shaking. Maybe it's just an instinctive reaction. His dried up flesh and blood and lunhai devour the aura from Nie Chen's hands.

But Zifeng's eyes did not recover their previous brilliance. Although the flesh and blood of the eye socket recovered, the luster of the eyeball was gradually revealed.

But in Nie Chen's familiar eyes, he did not see the kind of eyes he was most familiar with, as if Zifeng had lost consciousness and soul at the moment.

"Wake up! Nie Chen increases his spiritual power and injects Zifeng's body.

"Is this?" That square wood saw Nie dust means, a face surprised, Ling frost and others, is also the case.

"I'm afraid that this kind of means can't be possessed by ordinary monks?" Ling Shuang was surprised and said, "brother Nie Chen, you are very strong and extraordinary!"

"Brother Zifeng, you must wake up!" The rest of the people, looking at Nie and purple screen, quietly and anxiously.

"Not enough? There's more! " The aura in Nie Chen's hands has dried up, but he can't integrate his own magic Qi into the other party's body, which will only cause confusion of the aura and achieve half the result with twice the effort.

Therefore, he flashed directly, appeared next to Lingxiao's body, and pressed his palm on his headless corpse.

"Bite!" Once again, he used the art of devouring the spirit of Lingxiao, who had just died. He got a soul shaking in his hand and a few great spiritual powers.

It can be seen that although Lingxiao died, the soul has not dissipated

"Devour the aura of human beings, such a means, close to the magic way!" Fang Mu was stunned, while the rest of them were already standing there, completely shocked by the scene in front of them.

"Beg for mercy, hum!" In Nie Chen's hands, Ling Xiao's soul seems to be more spiritual. He kowtows and prays for mercy, and constantly demonstrates something. However, Nie Chen will not let him go and will not abandon Zifeng's life.

"Melt again!" This spiritual power is far more than the confluence of the previous three, and the power of the soul produced after the soul was crushed by Nie dust is far from comparable to that of the previous three.

After all, Ling Xiao was a strong man with infinite cultivation and close to the great circle. Naturally, he could not be compared with the three people killed by Nie Chen before.

Finally, Zifeng's body was completely restored to the previous appearance, with bright and moist color and soft complexion. And his body no longer trembled, but gradually calmed down.

A light flashed in purple wind's eyes, and then his eyelids closed and he fell asleep.

Nie Chen saw the light, he knew that Zifeng didn't die; his consciousness didn't dissipate at the last moment, but still survived.

"You have a good rest!" Nie Chen turns around, but when the square wood and others see Nie Chen's face, they are shocked again.

as like as two peas, the Nie dust is black and black. It is exactly the same as the symptoms after the poisoning of purple wind.

"Brother Nie Chen, you are poisoned!" The square wood opened his mouth, and his face showed anxiety and panic.

"Have you absorbed the poison from brother Zifeng into your body?" Ling Shuang was surprised and said, "but what can you do?"

"No harm, I have my own discretion!" Nie dust did not pay attention to Fang Mu and other people's worry and shock, and directly sat down with his knees crossed.

In fact, when he felt the breath of the spirit swallowing powder, he already knew what to do.

The breath of this swallowing spirit powder is actually similar to that in Nie Chen's body. The evil Qi in Nie Chen's body will devour and assimilate the spiritual power. No wonder this spirit swallowing powder has the toxicity of swallowing the spiritual power of a monk.

Now it seems that this powder is not a kind of poison, but uses the principle of restraint and phagocytosis.

Since this swallowing spirit powder is devouring spiritual power, it is naturally impossible to force out the poison with spiritual power. The more you do it, the more damage it will cause.However, the evil Qi in Nie Chen's body was extremely powerful and domineering, but it was not the poison of the swallowing spirit powder, which could be swallowed and assimilated. It can be said that their properties were almost the same. Therefore, he can urge a whole body of evil Qi to force out the spirit swallowing powder.

Even Nie Chen felt that he could melt the toxicity of the Yiling powder into his evil Qi as long as he refined it a little, but the poison was ultimately a poison, and he would not take the risk to absorb it without knowing its essence.

Therefore, Nie Chen tried to force it out by running the magic Qi. In an instant, he was surrounded by a faint Black Mist. A very uncomfortable feeling disturbed Fang Mu and others.

"Like a devil!" Fang Mu said, "your breath makes me feel very uncomfortable. I have the impulse to destroy you, just like meeting a natural enemy."

"Indeed! Ling Shuang and others, breathing instability, chest ups and downs, suppress the heart that kind of evil and strange impulse.

It can be seen that Nie Chen's face gradually changed and gradually recovered his original color. The iron blue color of his whole body gradually faded until the black of his mouth completely disappeared from his lips.

In the palm of his open right hand, a small cloud of black gas slowly absorbs and condenses a stream of black gas from his body. Finally, under his fusion compression, it turned into a black pill.

"Zifeng will wake up soon. Please take good care of it. When he wakes up, tell him that everything goes according to plan Nie Chen put the pill away, took down the storage bag on Zifeng, took out and assembled the small transmission array, and left here in a dazzling light curtain.

In the dark and closed stone prison of the stockade, the void is twisted, and Nie Chen shows his figure. The transmission array that he left before is right in front of him, and he will put it away.

Nie dust curled up in the corner, pretending to be a slave in the past, quietly waiting for the dawn. The color of fish belly white appears in the East. Soon, the night has passed

The next day, a big event that shocked the village happened. The death of the steward and an Imperial officer caused everyone's uneasiness.

"I didn't expect that he was attacked and killed in silence because of his later cultivation at the bottom of the sea..." On the city wall, Qingyuan and Qingxiu stood together, frowning.

"Young master Qingfeng, I still suggest that we wait until the elder of zongmen comes to collect herbs in the mountain, and then we can go there no later." Qingxiu looked at the breeze and said with a little respect.

"Well, I can only blame him for his weak strength. This monster only dares to sneak attack, but dare not face me face to face. I see, there is nothing to be afraid of! " Qingfeng seemed to be indifferent to the death of the steward and continued: "fairy, what do you think?"

"It's strange that the man in charge died However, the matter of collecting herbs in the mountains should not be delayed. You can stay here and I'll go alone, or! " Qinglian is covered with a veil, but she can't see the change of her face. Her eyes with water spirit look at the wild mountains.

"The fairy joked. We hope to gain something when we enter the mountain this time." Qingjue hugged his fist and opened his mouth and said, "after we helped the fairy win the elixir, we still hope that the fairy will not keep his hands and help us achieve our goal."

"This is natural!" Qinglian answered faintly and then asked, "your elder martial brother Qingchen, will not go into the mountain with us this time?"

"Elder martial brother was ordered to stay and go to the mine to count obsidian. It is estimated that the quantity is enough. He'll stay to learn about the mines! " It's clear.

"I see!" Qinglian nodded.

"Tell your lords that the slave has been brought!" He came to the wall under the shackles.

"This is a spirit storing elixir, which can temporarily store the aura in your flesh and blood. Within an hour, you can exert three levels of cultivation power!" The green lotus green green green jade fingers between a pill, in his ejection, instantly fly out, directly into Nie dust mouth.

"Fairy, you..." I don't understand.

"I am no longer a member of Qingyun sect. It has nothing to do with me whether this person is your slave. You are all helpful to me, so is he. This is a gift to him! After returning to the cold sect, I will also give you their respective rewards! " Qinglian Gujing wubo, red lips light open: "this person must be able to have three levels of strength, it is possible to lead the monster as far as possible."

Nie Chen felt that his throat was astringent. After retching, a pill was swallowed by him. Immediately, there was a spiritual power in his body, which could not be dissipated.

This movement of his looks like panic and suffering, but in fact, it's totally fake His heart, but because of Qing Lian's behavior, has a trace of strange emotion!

"The fairy is very considerate..." Qingjue swept a glance at Nie dust, his eyes were very cold.

"Are you ready to go, fairy?" Qingfeng hugged his fist and turned to Qingyuan Qingxiu: "if you are afraid of death, don't follow me!"

"It's our honor to protect the fairies. I'd like to go with you for me!" Qingxiu has been practicing for a long time. Knowing that Qinglian's final gift is extraordinary, how could he miss this opportunity?

"I still need to stay and manage a lot of chores. I can't be with you!" After greeting Qingyuan, he nodded to Qingxiu."Go Qingyin echoes, and a lotus appears in Qinglian's hand. At last, it floats into the air and blooms slowly. In the end, it grows large and forms a huge lotus platform, and the white brilliance overflows. This lotus terrace is enough for 20 people.

"Everybody, please step on the lotus stage!" All the people, in the eyes of shock and admiration, boarded the jade lotus stage one after another, and finally Qinglian rose into the air, with a light posture, and fell gently on the front of the jade lotus platform.

"Well, pull him up!" Qingjue mouth with ridicule, looking at a royal tube, carrying the chain, will Nie dust pulled to the jade lotus platform.

"It is worthy of being the best treasure of the immortal family. Although it is an imitation, it is still a rare treasure." Qingyuan Qingxiu was amazed at the jade lotus terrace.

Qingjue was also envious and said excitedly, "only tianhanzong can have such a writing style. It seems that fairies are highly valued

Only Qingfeng has no big change in his expression. It's only a matter of time before he wants to get such a baby.

"Send you off!" Qingchen, handsome and handsome, walked up the wall with a smile and held fist. He glanced at Nie dust lying under a certain imperial hand and foot at random.

But his casual glance at Nie Chen contains a lot of meanings Only Nie Chen, who has long been familiar with observing words and expressions, will be aware of it.

Nie Chen was silent, and gradually lay there, but in his heart, he was looking at the magic weapon of Qinglian: the jade lotus terrace.

At this time, a kind of wave that shocked Nie Chen's heart came. This kind of fluctuation had a kind of extremely strong breath, and its momentum was compelling!

Qinglian stands in the front, with her white hands, making a group of strange marks, so fast that it is difficult for the naked eye to see clearly

A kind of breath that transcends the cultivation of the submarine wheel sends out a kind of pressure that suppresses everything around. It spreads all over the Yulian platform and everyone's body and mind. All the people on the jade lotus platform are shocked by this pressure!

"This is The spiritual pressure of elder level is the pressure of spirit sea realm... " Finally, the breeze shivered and changed color.

He took a deep look at the front, as if he knew the gap between himself and the other side. The holy back of Qinglian made his face full of disbelief and admiration.

At the moment, everyone seems to be looking up at Qinglian's back, and his eyes show reverence. The dust on the wall of the back square city also shows some admiration!

Only Nie Chen, shocked in his heart, was quick to calm down. After suffering for a long time, he has been able to settle down easily and keep calm in the face of danger

He was not frightened by the wave, but from the side, through the slender waist of Qinglian, he carefully observed her full chest, that fast changing fingerprints!