Chapter 122 Lost
Xu Feng looked coldly at the old woman hiding in the mahogany door. The orange fighting spirit on his body continued to rise, wrapping his whole body like a flame.
He did not dare to touch the mahogany door, because it was clearly recorded in Ni Xuanzong's classics that the Taoist monk who died destroyed a house and died suddenly on the spot.
So he used a little bit of ingenuity to show his weakness to the enemy.
He did not use Yuan Power, but directly used the power of Qi and Blood.
Moreover, Xu Feng did not use all the power of Qi and blood before, but only released the power of three battle Qi, which was on par with this old woman.
With his current level of blood tempering in the Dacheng stage, the seventy-five battle energies formed in the seventy-five bloodlines are integrated into one, so he is not afraid of being possessed by these strange things at all.
Moreover, the light yellow talisman was attached to his war gun. After a battle, it seemed to start to burn, and one-fifth of it had turned into fly ash.
Of course, what pleased him was that the talisman was indeed useful, as was the fighting spirit, but the effect and the damage it caused to monsters were not as good as the talisman.
However, his fighting spirit is infinite and can be restored, but the talisman is limited.
So he used his fighting spirit and talismans together to reduce consumption.
This strange creature that looks like an old woman moves quickly and sharply, and can make a bewitching sound.
This voice had no effect on Xu Feng. After all, he was a half-step master, and his spiritual thoughts were extremely powerful, even much stronger than most monks at the peak of the divine realm. Naturally, he was determined.
That's why he dared to show weakness to the enemy, otherwise he would be directly bewitched and killed by this strange thing.
Sure enough, after the strange old woman howled, Xu Feng, who seemed to be stunned, rushed out of the mahogany door with a look of resentment, and once again turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Xu Feng.
Xu Feng quietly curled up his lips, this ghost was indeed fooled!
puff!
Without hesitation, he fired out a gun, and all his fighting energy exploded instantly, and he was submerged into the strange object. He only heard a scream from it, and was directly pierced through his body.
call!
Seventy-five rays of war energy instantly enveloped the strange thing like flames, directly burning it into ashes.
The place finally returned to calm, but the mahogany door still looked bright red and weird.
No longer looking at the ghost thing, he turned around and looked at the crowd waiting for him in the distance.
"Okay, it's safe."
Walking to Chen Jianbei, Xu Feng patted him on the shoulder.
The sword energy on Chen Jianbei's body immediately spurted out to protect him, and then he slowly opened his eyes. After careful confirmation, he went to wake up the second person behind him, Cheng Xiao.
Soon, Pei Xiang, the female disciple of the Luofeng Sect who woke up first, found that the other female disciple Hua Qinghuan who had been accompanying her before did not wake up.
She quickly called Xu Feng.
Xu Feng stepped forward to check it out, and shook his head at Qian Fengnian who was looking at them eagerly with an ugly expression on his face.
"Something went wrong."
Something went wrong again right under his nose!
...
In a slightly dark cabin, fifteen people were nervously watching Xu Feng squatting next to Pei Xiang, carefully checking the situation for her.
"Junior Brother Xu, how is Pei Xiang?"
Qian Fengnian squatted beside Xu Feng, exhausted and exhausted, and asked with a pale face.
Xu Feng glanced at him and comforted him: "It's okay for the time being, but my whole sea of consciousness is constantly collapsing. Once everything collapses, there will be no hope."
Qian Fengnian grabbed his hair in pain and kept muttering: "Why is this happening? Why is it happening like this?"
"Hey!" Xu Feng patted him hard on the shoulder, awakening Qian Fengnian from his strange vulnerability.
A monk at the tenth level of Yuan Refining would never be so fragile.
"What happened to me just now?" When he came to his senses, he suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
"No, it seems that the gray fog has started to change."
Chen Jianbei said hurriedly, and then quickly walked to the door of the house and took a look at the sky: "The gray fog is approaching us, we must leave immediately, otherwise we are very likely to be trapped in this gray fog."
"By then none of us will be able to survive!"
Hearing what he said, everyone became anxious.
Xu Feng took a deep breath, his heart still calm.
"It's okay, don't worry, everyone, I already know how to wake her up." Xu Feng said after thinking for a while.
"It'll be ready soon, just wait for my breath time."
He stood up and came to the female disciple Hua Qinghuan who was holding Pei Xiang, took her to the corner of the room and asked in a low voice.
"How long has she been like this?"
Hua Qinghuan, the female disciple who had the best relationship with Pei Xiang, had tears on her face. She looked around at everyone looking at him and said in a low voice: "Just when you were fighting with that old woman, she suddenly...
....."
Speaking of this, Hua Qinghuan immediately shut his mouth because he saw a strange smile on Xu Feng's face.
"You, what's wrong with you?"
Xu Feng grinned, revealing his white teeth, which looked particularly eerie and strange in the dark room.
"Wang, Junior Brother Wang! What's wrong with you!"
Hua Qinghuan suddenly screamed, and then quickly looked around, only to see that the room was full of classmates and teammates looking at her with gloomy expressions, and then walking towards her step by step with ghostly smiles.
"How did you know that I just fought an old woman? If you didn't open your eyes, how did you know?"
Xu Feng in front of her looked at her with a strange smile and kept asking.
"I don't know, I, I don't know either, ah ah, don't come over! Don't come over!"
At this moment, Hua Qinghuan seemed to have returned to the time when she had not yet entered cultivation. She could not even feel the most trustworthy Yuan Power in her body!
"Destroy demons and defeat evil, all saints reach the sky, all demons and ghosts are destroyed, the battle is without bones, the supreme holy power is vast and boundless. Urgently follow the order of the Northern Emperor!"
"disease!"
At this moment, the room full of evil spirits was about to devour Hua Qinghuan.
A thunderous roar sounded from above her head, and then she saw a flash of yellow light, and all the weirdness disappeared.
When Hua Qinghuan came back to her senses, she immediately found that she was lying on the ground at some point, surrounded by her fellow students who were looking at her with concern.
And Pei Xiang.
"Huanhuan, you're okay, don't be afraid! I'm here, I'm here, you're still alive, it's great, it's great!"
Pei Xiang held Hua Qinghuan in his arms and cried loudly.
Hua Qinghuan suddenly looked confused: "I just saw you suddenly losing consciousness. How did you become me?"
Seeing that Hua Qinghuan was fine, Qian Fengnian finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Xu Feng gratefully: "Junior Brother Xu, I really don't know what to say."
Xu Feng waved his hand, indicating that it was okay: "Okay, since this time it has been solved perfectly, let's get on the road quickly, the gray fog is coming."
Then everyone hurriedly got ready and set off on the road.
Only then did Hua Qinghuan realize through Pei Xiang's narration that the person lost in the gray fog just now was herself.
But what puzzled her was how she got lost?
Chapter completed!