The poisonous concubine

Chapter 365 His Majesty arrives [3]

Chapter 365 His Majesty arrives [3]

Of course, Feng Duwu didn't know about Shui Jingyue's arrangement. Although Yan Ye was not lured back, after the news, Yan Ye's mood was extremely bad, and he didn't want to pay attention to other things at all. For Xingyao He didn't bother to pay attention to the condensed Yin Qi that only he could feel in the sky, and returned to Langya Mountain, where Feng Duwu lived.

However, Shui Jingyue's flying fortune brought great convenience to Feng Duwu. Not only did he escape Yan Ye's touch once, but when Yan Ye had just left Langya Mountain, Ye Lai just sneaked into Langya Mountain and took Dan The medicine was delivered, and when Yan Ye returned, Ye Lai had already left, so Yan Ye was not alarmed at all.

The sky has completely darkened, Feng Duwu standing in the grove, doesn't know whether the darkening is because the sun is setting in the west, the moon is rising in the east, or because of the endless stretch of remnants floating up from the ground.

Gusts of cold wind mixed with the smell of rotting corpses, the shade of the entire forest was mottled, the dead branches that were originally baring their teeth and claws coupled with the remnant souls that kept floating, it was just as gloomy as a Shura hell.

Feng Duwu stood in a bright red gauze skirt in the withered forest where the remnants of souls were scurrying, and the wind gusts caused her black hair to fly, and the fire-like skirt was like a knife cutting the flesh and blood in the darkness, splashing bright red, There was a layer of deep purple light all over her body, and her vitality frenziedly fought against the dark wind in the air.

The wind is cold and the vitality is strong.

The two powerful forces confronted silently in the midair, and the air stopped flowing under the silent sky covered by remnants of souls, only the silent gust of wind blew past. Wherever it passed, the soil was blown, the trees were cut, and the remnants The branches are as sharp as a sword and fly.

Lifting her hand slowly, pulling the deep purple vitality, she cut apart a piece of remnant soul that collapsed like dark clouds in the sky, as if breaking through the darkness, bursting into light, she turned into a cluster of flowing fire and ignited the darkness The world, flying towards that inch of blazing light.

And at the moment Feng Duwu flew out, a dark and bright black air in the dry well suddenly jumped up like a giant python hidden deep in the deep valley, and as it flew out, it brought a burst of dark and strong Breath, countless screams overwhelmingly rushed towards Feng Duwu like a lake with a broken embankment. Those screams were either shrill, or tragic, or sharp, or eerie. On the scene, it was as if a person who had committed a heinous crime was accepting the accusation of all the souls who died under his hands in Abi Hell, and a chill came up from the soles of Feng Duwu's feet.

This coolness spreads along the leg bones inch by inch, like two cold little snakes. Feng Duwu looked down, and the two balls of black air that were as black as paint under her feet turned into very thin strands of disordered numbness. The ropes tightly helped her legs, and they continued to climb up along her slender legs. Just by looking at them, the black air had already spread to Feng Duwu's waist.

Feng Duwu was full of strength, and the bright red gauze skirt was filled with rich vitality of deep purple. The two feet that had lost consciousness must have turned around. Soaring into the air, following her there were two balls of black air, as if they had already stuck to her body, as she rose into the air, the black air was longer than elongated, still stationed on the ground, but equally rigid tightly entangled her, but the black air that had spread to her waist did not rise an inch.

Feng Duwu flipped his hands over, and the deep purple vitality drew a brilliant light in the pitch-black area, flying out like a sharp sword, knocking away the black air coming from directly above, and then catching the black air's power After bouncing back, a graceful whirl cut off the black air that was wrapping around Feng Duwu's legs.

With her feet loosened, Feng Duwu's body twisted in mid-air, and the black air attached to her body was already spread out in a whirl, and when she floated to the ground, the hem of Feng Duwu's skirt was light and did not stick to anything.

"I have no grievances or enmities with you, why do you have to fight against me?" After these short fights, Ji Ling already knew that Feng Duwu was an extremely difficult opponent, different from ordinary cultivators in the realm of gods, There seems to be an essential suppression of it.

"I am the daughter of the Feng family. You have already reached into the Feng family. How dare you say that you and I have no grievances?" Feng Duwu stood there calmly, her world had been blown up into the sky. Wrapped by the remnant soul, it was pitch black.But her body exudes a noble purple aura, standing in the dark world is like the only bright color between heaven and earth, so glamorous and shocking that people can't move their eyes away.

"It is impossible for the second house of the Feng family to have a master of spiritual cultivation. You must be a member of the first house of the Feng family. The two of you have never been in harmony. A Feng Duxiang is worth your energy to fight against me for her?" Feng Duwu fish dies and the net is broken.

"My mother was once invaded by a remnant soul!" Feng Duwu's bright phoenix eyes were cold and silent, "Even without this stubble, I can't tolerate you. If you grow strong, you won't let the humans in the imperial capital go, they will become you The wronged soul of his subordinates, and the Feng family is also in the imperial capital."

"In this way, there must be a death between you and me before we can stop."

The evil spirit's unrecognizable male and female voices sounded coldly, but seeing that the already dark woods suddenly became darker again, the dark aura almost extinguished the light of vitality on Feng Duwu's body.Before Feng Duwu could react, the ominous spirit spread out like a conscious black cloth, and then wrapped around Feng Duwu in the center.

The black cloth is like a silkworm chrysalis wrapping Feng Duwu airtightly in a small world, tightening inch by inch, Feng Duwu's body shakes, and the deep purple vitality suddenly spreads out, resisting the shrinking of the evil spirit.

"Jie jie jie jie..." Ji Ling's cold laughter was full of arrogance.

It suddenly scattered a beam of dark light, which seemed to have a huge attraction, absorbing the remnant souls hovering in the sky one by one, and with the influx of remnant souls, the fierce spirit The power of the body is getting fuller, and the contraction is getting faster and faster.

Fine sweat oozes from her forehead, and her back is chilled by the chilly wind. Feng Duwu gradually begins to struggle, and the scattered vitality is squeezed back little by little, and finally sticks directly to her body. Sufficiency is not as much as that of the remnant souls. Countless remnants of souls gave the fierce spirit a steady stream of strength, so in the end her vitality was forced back into her body.The ominous spirit that contained the stench of rotting corpses wrapped her tightly.

The airtight package doesn't just mobilize vitality, it's difficult to breathe, just like being entangled by a giant python. Every time she takes a breath, she is squeezed tighter, until she is no longer breathing, and the gap on the top of her head quickly swallows her .

(End of this chapter)

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