Wuhuang is above

Chapter 95 Is it really just a coincidence?
Divine Sense swept over the piles of treasures, and Feng Qingyu couldn't help but praise: As expected of a Mahayana cultivator, none of the treasures in this mustard space is ordinary, and the worst is to start from the lower grades, no wonder he Look down on the cold flame.

After searching for a long time, there are all kinds of treasures in it, but I didn't see the spirit stone. I was wondering in my heart when a wooden carved box came into Feng Qingyu's eyes.

"What is this? Isn't all Lingbao immortal materials in jade boxes? What's in this wooden box?"

As soon as she thought about it, the wooden box had already fallen into Feng Qingyu's hands, but her finger only opened a gap in the box, and an extremely pure spiritual energy rushed towards her!
This aura is so pure that it can be directly absorbed by the human body without refining it!

The moment the box was opened, the fire spirit beast, who was still sound asleep, couldn't help but pry open a gap in his eyes.

The round nose couldn't stand the temptation and sucked desperately.

Seeing its naive appearance, Feng Qingyu couldn't help laughing secretly, reached out and took out a piece of spirit stone from the box and threw it.

Holding this piece of spirit stone tightly, the fire spirit beast fell into a deep sleep again, but Feng Qingyu began to count the number of these spirit stones.

This box is not big, so there shouldn't be too many spirit stones inside. Feng Qingyu roughly counted it, and it only looks like more than 1000 pieces.

However, the number of this spirit stone is not large, but its quality is really addicting.

"Tsk tsk. This quality is almost equal to high-grade fairy crystals! It's just that the number is too small. It would be great if there were several million spiritual stones of this quality."

Feng Qingyu complained that there were too few spirit stones here, but she didn't know that the top-quality spirit stones were hard to find outside.

After reclosing the box and sending it back to the storage ring, Feng Qingyu began to check again.

At this time, a silver card entered Feng Qingyu's spiritual mind again.

"This is."

Frowning, he took out the silver card, Feng Qingyu turned it over and transferred it to check it several times.

Except for the slightly different card color and graphic, this card is basically the same as the one in Longyang's storage bag.

After reading this, Feng Qingyu took out the black card in the storage bag for comparison.

The two cards are exactly the same size, even the embossed seal characters in the upper right corner are exactly the same.

"Tong. Tian. What is this for?"

He was muttering when suddenly his legs lightened.Feng Qingyu's face changed. Just as he was about to grab the bow, he found that the silver bow floated up by himself.

"Knife you."

Looking at the longbow that continuously released bursts of precious light, Feng Qingyu frowned, but after seeing that the longbow was slowly pulled away, Feng Qingyu's heart skipped a beat.

The bow was pulled open by the knife.
The phantom of the silver arrow appeared at the bowstring, and as the phantom of the arrow appeared, the aura on the knife quickly dissipated.

"Hurry up and stop the knife!!"

Seeing the state of Xiaodao, Feng Qingyu was so frightened that she hurriedly spoke out to stop it.

But at this time, it was too late for Xiaodao to withdraw his spiritual power, so he could only shoot it out from the shadow of the silver arrow.

With one arrow, everything stops.

The knife that had just drawn the bowstring seemed to have lost all spiritual power and fell straight from the air!
This scene frightened Feng Qingyu.

He hurriedly threw the two cards into the storage ring, Feng Qingyu rushed out with a single step, and in the next second, the knife was already caught in her palm.

The sharp blade cut through Feng Qingyu's palm in an instant, and when the gurgling blood soaked the body of the knife, the aura that dissipated from its body slowly stopped.

At this time, Xiaodao finally woke up from that state of confusion.

"Quick, drop the blood on the bow!"

Only in time to spread this thought, Xiaodao's spiritual consciousness fell into a deep sleep.

Feng Qingyu couldn't, so she could only suppress the doubts in her heart, and sent the knife into the sea of ​​consciousness space to rest, and at this moment, her blood-stained palm was also on the bow.

A loud bow sounded, and blood spurted out from the wound like a flood that had opened the gate!

However, before the splashes flowed to the ground, they were all absorbed by the silver bow.

And because Feng Qingyu lost too much blood, her whole face turned pale!

Fortunately, there are many high-quality medicinal pills in the mustard seed space.

Feng Qingyu searched inside carefully, and she really found a bottle of medicinal herbs to replenish qi and blood!
He took out the jade bottle and opened the lid, and a fragrant medicinal fragrance floated out.

Feng Qingyu only took out one pill and took it, and the lost qi and blood were quickly replenished.

The things of the Mahayana cultivators are really nothing ordinary!
After giving a compliment in her heart, Feng Qingyu put all her energy on the silver bow.

As a lot of blood poured in, the aura on the silver bow became more and more compelling.

But the qi and blood replenished by this medicinal pill did not last long, and soon Feng Qingyu's face turned pale again.

Feng Qingyu couldn't, and was secretly glad in her heart while continuing to swallow the medicinal pill.

Fortunately, Xiaodao sent the storage ring to her first. If it pulled the silver bow first, she would have died a long time ago, and she died in a very aggrieved way.

So luck is sometimes really amazing.

If the remnant soul hadn't trapped the knife, Han Yan would not have told Feng Qingyu that the knife was nearby, and she would not have discovered the remnant soul's tricks.

Everything is just a coincidence.

I'm afraid that the remnant soul didn't know that he was dying, and what caused his plan to be shattered was the little flame that escaped before.

Therefore, a drink and a peck have its own set number.

If it weren't for that remnant soul's greed trapping Xiaodao, Feng Qingyu would have no idea that he had such a powerful magic weapon.

Even if he didn't trap Xiaodao and told Feng Qingyu and the others frankly when they arrived, maybe Feng Qingyu would lend a helping hand to him and bring him out of this wind blade formation.

Unfortunately, there are not so many ifs in this world.

From the moment he gave up that magic weapon and chose to fight with Feng Qingyu, it was already doomed to his death.

This was his fate and Feng Qingyu's luck.

The golden bowl magic weapon is the life of the remnant soul. If he is allowed to bring that thing into Feng Qingyu's sea of ​​consciousness, it is really hard to say who will live and who will die.

The swallowing of the silver bow lasted for a full two quarters of an hour. When those high-level medicinal pills were not enough to make up for the lost blood, the silver bow finally stopped swallowing.

And Feng Qingyu's face was already white and almost transparent.

After swallowing his own blood, the silver bow was obviously much more docile, and even the weight was much lighter.

Before Feng Qingyu held the longbow here, it seemed like he was holding ten million kilograms of fine iron, but now holding this bow is no different from that ordinary weapon.

Although this bow is still very heavy, for Feng Qingyu, it is much better than before.

This time, no divine sense was used.

Feng Qingyu, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground again, left her body directly and submerged into the silver bow.

The space is still the same space, but those corpses and huge arrows have all disappeared, only the devastation after the war and the dark bloodstains are still the same.

The soul is close, and the sense of chill is blowing towards the face.

How could Feng Qingyu, who was standing still under the giant arrow, care about this!

　Thanks: the mint that gets angry, the cactus is big, the peppermint will also get angry, and the reeds of Jiuer.

　　Thanks to the above friends for the reward!

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