212 The Great War 5
"It's these trivial skills again, Feng Hongge, I think you are also at the end of your rope."

Swinging his arms, two streams of thick black purple air came out from Feng Qinyi's sleeves, the thick black purple air gradually spread along the air, constantly sucking in and out of the surrounding air, slowly accumulating.

"Hide quickly, Thousand Poor Death Fog."

The two streaks of purple energy were obviously all coming towards Feng Hongge, Qian Wuyuan saw the two streaks of purple energy at a glance, his pupils shrank, and a trace of panic rose in his heart.

Feng Qinyi dared to call out the death energy in the Demon Abyss.

At that time, Feng Hongge only felt a burst of frenzy, a burst of pressure in his heart, and then felt dizzy in his head, as if he fainted.

But when Qian Wuyuan's voice reached Feng Hongge's mind, Feng Hongge also suddenly woke up.

Just when the purple qi was about to spread to his body, Feng Hongge ignited a strange light on the soles of his feet and quickly kicked towards the wisp of purple qi, and then turned back to reveal the permeation of the purple qi.

Feng Hongge finally remembered what it was when he heard the mist of Qianqiongde.

Although this is similar to the purple mist just now, it comes from the depths of the extremely sinister demon abyss, where the dead souls of the demon clan are buried, and all of them are heinous and vicious people.

They are surrounded by resentment at the bottom of the demonic abyss, and their demonic nature will not be eliminated for a long time. Taking a little bit of their breath and transforming them can make the human body rot.

Unexpectedly, Feng Qinyi dared to use such a devilish thing in the presence of the boundary stone of the human world.

She simply doesn't pay attention to the human world.

Seeing the weapon spreading, Feng Hongge was anxious.

With this fog, he couldn't get close to Feng Qinyi's body at all, and he couldn't even touch Feng Qinyi's side.

Moreover, this is gas, and I have to be careful to guard against these things, so the situation between myself and Qian Wuyuan is a bit dangerous.

Just as Feng Hongge was dodging, Zi Qi, who was constantly attacking around him, suddenly retreated slowly, and his speed slowly began to slow down.

How is this going.

Because of Feng Qinyi's relationship, the hall was gradually filled with purple air, and the inside turned into lavender.

And Feng Hongge's chest was always shining with a light blue light, as if it had been detoxifying her.

Although Feng Hongge doesn't feel anything now, he always feels that the light of the necklace seems to have faded a lot.

Maybe it's because I inhaled too much poison gas.
On the other hand, the situation at Qian Wuyuan's side seemed not to be optimistic.

The jade plate in her hand has been spinning rapidly as if it is weaving layers of protection to attach to Qian Wuyuan's body.

But judging from the appearance of the jade plate, it seemed to be wandering on the verge of fragmentation.

Feng Hongge withdrew his gaze and looked at Feng Qinyi, who was complacent and condescending in front of him, feeling anxious.I can't let Feng Qinyi behave like this, if I and Qian Wuyuan keep doing this, I'm afraid they will be dragged to death.

This thousand-poverty mist is indeed so ferocious, even with that necklace Feng Hongge can feel the depressing feeling inside.

This feels like the Demon Emperor I saw, even if he is smiling, it makes people feel dark, silent, and lifeless!

And Feng Hongge's fast-running brain also drove her bright eyes. Feng Qinyi looked at the surging things in Feng Hongge's eyes, and instantly brought a trace of evil spirit.

Feng Qinyi doesn't like this kind of look in her eyes, such flickering eyes that she can't control.

"Are you thinking about resisting when death is imminent?"

(End of this chapter)

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