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Chapter 93 Heavenly Rank Magic Treasure!

Only after the consciousness exited from the sea of ​​consciousness space, the knife light flew to Feng Qingyu with a 'whoosh', and asked about the remnant soul.

It's a pity that Feng Qingyu's attention is now attracted by those two treasures, and she has no time to answer Xiaodao's question.

Seeing that she was ignoring him, Xiaodao was in a hurry, and Fei stopped in front of Feng Qingyu and asked to return to the Sea of ​​​​Consciousness space.

Thinking of Jin Yan's kind personality, Feng Qingyu is really afraid that it will suffer a loss. Since Xiaodao is willing to help, then let it go!

Just after the limitation of the sea of ​​consciousness was released, the remnant soul exploded half of its body and rushed out from the center of Feng Qingyu's eyebrows!

But before his body was completely drilled out, strips of golden tentacles were tightly wrapped around him, pulling him back together with Hei Yan, who had become extremely weak.

This trick was learned by Jin Yan and the vine demon. However, it has the terrifying octopus claws that devour all energy bodies, which is more deterrent than those vines.

"No!!! Let me go. Those two treasures are yours! Please let me go this time."

Before the words were finished, the remnant soul had been dragged back into the sea of ​​consciousness space, and at this time, Xiaodao also wrapped in cold flames and followed in.

What happened in the Sea of ​​​​Consciousness, apart from Daoguang, Han Yan and Feng Qingyu himself, only Jin Yan knew.

However, its lazy nature will not tell others about these things.

But before Feng Qingyu closed the sea of ​​​​knowledge channel, the mournful howl was captured by the fire spirit beast and the vine demon.

But they didn't have the slightest sympathy for the remnant soul, nor did they plead for him.

It's not that the cultivator has no compassion, but it depends on whether the object is worthy of compassion.

If it wasn't for Jin Yan's protection, and the power of Feng Qingyu's soul greatly increased after the second Nirvana, then the one who was taken away today would be their master Feng Qingyu.

Therefore, knowing that the remnant soul was suffering enormous pain, neither the fire spirit beast nor the vine demon paid any attention to it.

The practitioner should pay the price for what he has done.

This is true whether it is meditation, demon cultivation, or spiritual cultivation.

If you can't adapt to the cultivator's law, you are not suitable for survival in the cultivator world.

Excessive kindness will not only put yourself in a desperate situation, but also put your companions in danger.

After sealing the Sea of ​​Consciousness space again, Feng Qingyu came to the skeleton unhurriedly.

His gaze only stayed on the skeleton for a moment, and raging flames burst out of his palm, completely burning the skeleton, before Feng Qingyu's gaze moved to the silver bow.

Without the skeleton standing aside, Feng Qingyu finally had the mood to appreciate the silver longbow.

The silver bow was quietly suspended on the ground, and even if there was a beam of light blocking it, the pressure released on it was overwhelming.

"Good bow!"

After scrutinizing for a while, only these two words were uttered.

Not much to say, but he expressed Feng Qingyu's sincere appreciation for this bow.

The true essence in the palm of the hand was running, and after breaking the barrier of light, Feng Qingyu grabbed the bow!

A strong sense of resistance was transmitted along his palm, Feng Qingyu's eyes narrowed slightly, and his palm suddenly exerted force, and the silver longbow was directly pulled out from the beam of light!

When the long bow started, Feng Qingyu's arm slammed down, and at the same time, a humming sound also oscillated from the bowstring.

"Give me town!!"

The strong killing intent continued to destroy Feng Qingyu's will, and the struggle from Yin Gong became more and more intense.

Feng Qingyu played several tricks one after another, but he was only able to suppress the silver bow, and there was still a long way to go before he wanted to subdue it.

The struggle finally stopped, but the desire to resist and kill was still strong.

Feng Qingyu tentatively broke through the two thoughts and entered the inside of the silver bow to check, but just before her spiritual thoughts entered the bow, she was smashed by these two thoughts.

She couldn't even break in with her divine sense, so it seemed that the silver bow was not that old guy's.

Feng Qingyu didn't want to know how the old man died, but now she just wanted to know how to capture this longbow.

The thoughts condensed into a stream again, and slowly extended into the inside of the longbow.

This time, Longgong did not resist, but the blood-red battlefield where he entered his eyes firmly absorbed Feng Qingyu's consciousness.

"This is."

The screams of killing were deafening, and the black cavalry and the silver armor were fighting together!
From time to time, cultivators were killed due to exhaustion, and some cultivators rushed into the enemy army with red eyes and blew themselves up.

Every minute and every second, countless monks fell.

Being on this battlefield is like being in a meat grinder, and you are in danger of dying at any time.

The rich smell of blood and the violent killing aura kept washing Feng Qingyu's nerves.

She could feel the emotions of every monk on the battlefield when they died.

That is a kind of resentment, a kind of hatred, a kind of unwillingness.

He resents the inhumaneness of heaven, hates the injustice of the world, and is very unwilling to die like this.

Countless emotions merged together, and they all got into Feng Qingyu's mind, wanting to pull this outsider who broke into this battlefield into hell.

Such a strong resentment was enough to make her feel shocked, and the huge black shadow that crossed her head shocked Feng Qingyu's heart and soul even more!

What the hell is that?
How can there be such a terrifying murderous aura?
As soon as the thought came up, the terrifying coercion that followed smashed her consciousness into pieces!
Cold sweat was left on the forehead, and at the moment when the divine sense was crushed, Feng Qingyu's consciousness finally withdrew from the bloody world.

"What a terrifying resentment, what a terrifying murderous aura."

Feng Qingyu was shocked.

Fortunately, her mind was firm enough, otherwise, the torrent of resentment just now would be enough to destroy her mind.

Heaven-rank magic weapon, it really is not so easy to surrender!

At this time, Feng Qingyu finally understood why the Mahayana old man died and why his soul was incomplete.

When he came here, he must have been injured by the wind blade.

In that case, he still thought about using brute force to take down the silver bow, it was rare that he didn't lose his soul!

After wiping the cold sweat on her forehead, Feng Qingyu rested for a full quarter of an hour before finally recovering.

Seeing her terrifyingly pale face, Teng Yao was very worried. Originally, it didn't want to disturb Feng Qingyu, but she could not help but walk over because of her appearance.

Learning from Feng Qingyu's way of comforting it before, he patted Feng Qingyu's head, and Teng Yao took out the golden bowl and handed it to Feng Qingyu and made a gesture.

That meant to let Feng Qingyu use this golden bowl to suppress the silver bow, and after the arrogance of the silver bow was worn away, he would go to subdue it.

However, Feng Qingyu only glanced at the golden bowl, like the sea god's thoughts flooding in in an instant, until the imprint of the soul inside was completely erased, and then the golden bowl was returned to the rattan demon.

"Bring your soul to it and it will be your treasure!"

After he finished speaking, he stuffed the golden bowl into the rattan demon, and was ready to go to the blood-red battlefield again.

At this time, the rattan demon grabbed her again and made a gesture.

Even if there is no soul imprint connected, Feng Qingyu also understands the meaning of the rattan demon.

But she understood, she really didn't like that golden bowl magic weapon.

Besides, she hasn't got a silver bow yet, so how can she have time to manage that golden bowl!

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