Wuhuang is above

Chapter 94 The Giant Arrow in the Scarlet Space

"Okay, Xiaoteng, treasures are not too expensive.

I have enough of this silver bow.

On the other hand, you have more than enough attack and insufficient defense.

With this thing by your side, and if you encounter the attributes of Cold Flame to restrain you, you also have the power to fight. "

Seeing her say this, Teng Yao did not refuse any more, and took the golden bowl and went to study it aside.

After persuading the rattan demon to go away, Feng Qingyu took a deep breath and prepared to enter the bloody battlefield again.

And that huge black shadow.She was crushed by Yu Wei of that thing before she even got a glimpse of the whole picture. This time, she had to figure out what it was.

If she expected it well, then the bloody battlefield was the level set by the silver bow for herself. If she didn't even have the courage to go for it, why would she become its master?
Putting her good intentions together, Feng Qingyu sat cross-legged on the ground and placed the silver bow on her lap. Then, her divine sense sank into the blood-red battlefield once again.

Not surprisingly, the moment that black shadow appeared, Feng Qingyu's spiritual image was crushed once again.

Although it was only a ray of spiritual thought that was crushed, the pain of the body being crushed was extremely real.

Panting heavily, when the palpitations gradually disappeared, Feng Qingyu regained her concentration and entered the bloody space.

After so many times, the pain of being crushed kept tormenting Feng Qingyu, but her spiritual incarnation persisted for longer and longer.

When she entered the blood-colored space for the last time and her divine sense was crushed again, Feng Qingyu finally saw the true face of the black shadow.

It was an arrow, a crystal clear and incomparably huge arrow!
In front of that huge arrow, Feng Qingyu couldn't even think of fighting against it, and he didn't even have the courage to take another look.

Withdrew from the blood-colored world, Feng Qingyu's chest heaved violently, but the spirit of his body disappeared, and the whole person seemed to have lost his soul. Sitting so silently for a while, he stared at the silver bow on his knees in a daze. .

Diagonally opposite, the fire spirit beast had already fallen asleep, the rattan demon was holding the golden bowl with his eyes closed, and the breath on his body was as thin as a gossamer.

Except for the sound of the wind blade, which has never been interrupted, there is no other sound.

This silence is mixed with a bit of noise, which makes people feel more and more anxious.

Give it up, you can't beat that giant arrow.
As soon as the thought came up in his mind, Feng Qingyu was suddenly startled.

At the same time, the cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

Since when did you start to feel this way?
Is it the moment when you see the true face of the giant arrow, or
Starting from entering the blood-colored space?
Hehe, is this a heartbreaker?

Crushing my spiritual sense time and time again doesn't count, and it also delusionally destroys my Dao Heart! !

The spirit is reunited again, and the idea of ​​never giving up also begins to rise!
When he raised his head again, Feng Qingyu no longer had a trace of confusion in his eyes, and his determination to capture the silver bow became more and more firm.

"Believe me, no one in this world deserves to be your master except me!"

After the words were finished, the divine sense was once again submerged in the silver bow.

When he appeared in that dimension again, there was no one living person, there were just corpses all over the floor.

What you see in your eyes is the bloody world, and what you smell in your nose is the bloody smell after decay.

The torrent formed by countless resentments madly hit Feng Qingyu's mind, but this time they were just approaching, and they were completely burned by the golden flames that filled the sky.

The moment the resentment disappeared, the huge arrow also appeared again.

But this time, the direction of the arrow's tip was actually Feng Qingyu below.

The huge arrow is like a supreme god, hovering in the air and despising the ants below.

Facing the tip of the giant arrow, the sense of oppression is simply not something that a spiritual sense can bear.

No matter how firm Feng Qingyu's thoughts were, her spiritual incarnation still disintegrated little by little under this enormous pressure.

Consciousness returned again, and the hair was pierced by cold sweat, but the fighting intent of the dark eyes became more and more proud.

However, Feng Qingyu became more and more suspicious in her heart.

Such terrifying coercion is simply not something that any magic weapon can possess!

But judging from the spiritual power released by the silver bow body, this is undoubtedly a treasure of heaven.

Could it be that the spiritual power in this silver bow has been banned?
Or is that giant arrow just an illusion created by a silver bow?

Recalling the sense of oppression that the giant arrow brought to her just now, Feng Qingyu shook the demon's head silently.

What an illusion builds is just an image, and unless the heart is timid, it is impossible for an illusion to affect the heart.

And her heart is as strong as iron, even if she faces the tip of the giant arrow, she is not afraid, so the giant arrow in the blood-colored space is definitely not an illusion!

With this thought in mind, Feng Qingyu wanted to enter the blood-colored space again to find out, but at this moment, a thought came from the sea of ​​consciousness.

It turned out that the Mahayana remnant soul and the black flame had all been swallowed up by Jin Yan. At this time, Jin Yan was digesting these two pure energies and had no time to care.

Therefore, after devouring the remnant soul and discovering something, it can only be brought out by the knife to Feng Qingyu.

"Something? What?"

When Feng Qingyu asked these words, he had already opened the entry and exit channel of the sea of ​​​​knowledge.

A silver light flashed, and when the shape of the knife appeared, the pitch-black ring also fell into Feng Qingyu's hands.

"This is." Feng Qingyu only glanced at it, and her heart skipped a beat!
"It's actually a storage ring!!"

After recognizing this thing, Feng Qingyu's spiritual sense directly invaded into the mustard space.

The original owner was dead, and the soul imprint on the restriction had disappeared. Feng Qingyu broke the original restriction and invaded the ring space without any effort.

Unlike the space forcibly opened up in the storage bag, this mustard space is more stable and wider.

Even a flame higher than Jin Yan cannot destroy the mustard space, so compared to the low-level storage equipment like storage bags, the storage ring with mustard space is more practical.

It's just that this thing is common in the immortal world. She has been in the mortal world for so long, and she has never seen equipment with mustard seed space.

Otherwise, she will definitely buy one for herself, and the treasures she has worked so hard to earn will not be buried in the lava.

Feng Qingyu's heart aches when she thinks of the destroyed storage bags.

If she had such a treasure back then, how could she have suffered such a huge loss?
In my heart, I bemoaned the treasures I lost, but that line of sight has been swept in this mustard seed space along with the divine sense.

This mustard seed has a spacious space, and the items inside are dazzling.

What kind of medicine pills, spiritual materials, magic weapons, weapons, etc., all kinds of treasures are available.

Among them, what attracted Feng Qingyu's attention the most were the scrolls of ancient books, and the pieces of white jade slips that were engraved with something unknown.

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