Mortal: Fengling Linggen, married Chen Qiaoqian

Chapter 43 Obtain the orb and swallow the spiritual fruit!
  And just when Bai Ying was dealing with the Eagle Puppet.

Two streams of light, one green and one purple, turned into a shadow and flew towards the white eagle.

Looking at the scene in front of him, white mist continued to pour out of Bai Ying's body.

Strong winds gathered out of thin air and enveloped his whole body.

"Boom!"

Along with two huge roars, storms and thunder and lightning intertwined with each other.

The white eagle, which was at the center of the thunder and lightning, was constantly being struck by wind and lightning.

"That's it!"

A trace of anger flashed in Yan Yun's eyes, and the Purple Thunder Spirit Wood Sword that had been hidden for a long time turned into a purple shadow and flew out from the wall.

At such a close distance, even if White Eagle is not caught by the wind and thunder, he may not be able to dodge.

Especially now.

The Purple Thunder Spirit Wood Sword was extremely fast and was submerged in the storm in an instant.

A bloody light flashed out of thin air.

Then the white eagle let out a cry, falling from the air like a kite with its string broken.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Yan Yun's lips revealed a hint of joy.

Looking at the white eagle that fell in front of him, there was a scar the size of a bowl on his chest.

It was scorched black, obviously the remains of being struck by lightning.

Yan Yun waved his sleeves and directly took Bai Ying's body into the storage bag.

Then he looked at the stone palace on the cliff, with a smile flashing in his eyes.

I don’t know what treasures there will be in here.

Yan Yun's body swayed, turned into a black line, and appeared in front of the stone palace in the blink of an eye.

The stone palace gate in front of you is only about ten feet high, with carvings of unknown monsters with wings carved on it.

Yan Yun frowned slightly, waved his sleeves, and the Purple Thunder Spirit Wood Sword landed on the palace door.

With a "click", the palace door opened.

A pitch black passage appeared in front of Yan Yun.

Yan Yun frowned slightly, flicked his wrist, and a fluorite emitting dazzling light appeared in his hand.

Spiritual power poured into the fluorite, which slowly rose up and was thrown into the passage.

The entire passage was completely exposed in front of Yan Yun.

The passage is entirely constructed of blue jade, and only one person can pass through it.

Yan Yun didn't hesitate at all and strode towards the stone palace.

"Hu! Hu! Hu!"

As they walked towards the depths of the stone palace, fierce winds continued to come from around them.

Yan Yun frowned slightly, why is there still strong wind in this stone palace?

After walking half a cup of tea, a stone room appeared in front of Yan Yun.

The turbulent wind kept pouring out of the stone chamber, making a harsh sound.

"Something weird!"

Yan Yun frowned slightly, waved his sleeves, and a human puppet appeared in his hands.

This human puppet is just a junior puppet, used by Yan Yun to explore the way.

There are a dozen more in the storage bag.

The puppet thrives in the wind and becomes the size of a human in the blink of an eye.

While running, he came to the stone room.

"Crack! Kick!"

Wind blades fell on the puppet one after another, and it was instantly shattered and scattered all over the ground.

"The wind blade outside the light stone room is enough to rival a casual blow from a monk in the middle stage of Qi training!"

A trace of surprise flashed in Yan Yun's eyes, and he waved his right hand.

The Purple Thunder Spirit Wood Sword cut through the air and struck hard on the door of the stone chamber.

The stone door shattered with a sound, and the raging wind came oncoming.

"boom!"

The black turtle shield fell to the ground with a sound, landing heavily in front of him.

Yan Yun braved the wind blade and walked towards the stone room step by step.

The dense wind blades continuously hit the black turtle shield, making a slapping sound.

Yan Yun kept moving and soon stepped into the stone chamber. Spiritual consciousness surged, and he carefully explored the items in the stone room.

A sky-blue orb is suspended in the center of the stone chamber.

The raging wind blade gushed out from this azure orb.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Yan Yun felt happy. Being able to have such an ability was obviously not an extraordinary thing.

Feeling the dense wind surrounding the azure orb, Yan Yun gently touched the shield in his hand.

The figure flickered, turned into a long black line, and disappeared from the place.

And when Yan Yun appeared again, he was already in front of the azure orb.

The densely packed sharp wind blades cut through Yan Yun's white robes and cut through the snow-white skin, leaving shallow knife marks.

But at the same time, Yan Yun already held the azure orb in his hand.

With a flick of his wrist, he directly took the azure orb into the storage bag.

The wind blade that had just enveloped the stone chamber disappeared in an instant.

Looking at the stone chamber that suddenly became quiet, Yan Yun felt a little uncomfortable. He gently picked up the black turtle shield and then had time to explore the entire stone chamber.

The stone chamber is very empty. Except for the stone pillars housing the azure spirit beads, there is a green vine growing in the corner.

Two green fruits are hanging on the vines.

The fruits are one large and one small, the small one is no more than the size of a longan, and the large one is the size of a fist.

Judging from its growth pattern, it is somewhat similar to that of pear.

Even if you are several feet away, you can smell the refreshing fragrance.

Obviously not fruitful.

"What fruit is this?"

"How can I survive so many dense wind blades without any harm!"

You must know that even Yan Yun, who has reached the third level of wind and thunder body training, was slightly scarred by the dense wind blade.

And why is this spiritual fruit so hard?

Looking at the spiritual fruit in front of him, Yan Yun showed hesitation.

If such a spiritual fruit is taken out of the Bloody Forbidden Land, it will naturally have no share of its own.

"Would it be too risky to eat it directly?"

Looking at the spirit fruit in front of him, Yan Yun hesitated for a moment, then patted the spirit beast bag on his waist.

A white shadow flashed past.

The double-headed eagle has already appeared in front of him.

The two-headed duck that just appeared was still a little confused at the moment, but when he saw the two spiritual fruits, his eyes couldn't help but light up, and he stared straight at the two green spiritual fruits.

Without any hesitation, he quickly rushed towards the two spirit fruits.

Yan Yun directly raised his hand and slapped the two-headed duck on the head.

He screamed several times in pain.

He stared at Yan Yun with an aggrieved face, but his eyes still fell on the green spirit fruit.

Yan Yun directly picked off the small green spiritual fruit, turned around and threw it to the two-headed duck python.

The eyes of the two-headed duck that got the spiritual fruit lit up.

With a grunt, he swallowed it directly into his mouth.

As the spirit fruit entered the body, streaks of snow-white mist wrapped around the double-headed duck.

His aura also continued to improve, rising from an intermediate level to a high level in the blink of an eye.

【Double-headed duck】

[Realm: First level high level]

[Talent Magical Power: Double Heads]

[Skills: Wind Blade, Wind Feather]

The double-headed duck's strength improvement is not over yet. It is obvious that the spiritual power contained in the spiritual fruit is extremely high.

If you want to fully absorb it, it will take a while.

The two-headed duck was lying on the ground, slowly absorbing the spiritual fruit.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Yan Yun didn't hesitate at all and directly stuffed the spirit fruit into his mouth.

The spiritual fruit melted in your mouth, and a cold feeling swept over you.

What followed was a feeling of skin tearing.

Yan Yun felt that strong winds were constantly cutting into his body.

(End of this chapter)