Chapter 509: The Power of Adsorbing the Magic Relic

The cold mountain stream and the waterfalls were roaring. Among the smoke-like forests, half of the stone strips were winding into a very strange shape. The Lord of the Greedy Wolf sat cross-legged here, unlike Yunxian Island, which was called Snake Island and belonged to him.

Although the sound of the waterfall was deafening, he could experience the ultimate quietness in the noise. At this moment, his eyes closed opened, and bulged, burst out with powerful demonic energy. The wind was rising, and the forest next to the waterfall naturally made a sound of storm.

Tanlang's body slowly rose, and in a flash, he had reached the top of the Burning Mountain. On the highest stone pillar on the island, he looked quietly, as if he was summoning or as if he was greeting. He had already felt Long Qianxing's death.

"I didn't expect that Qianxing, who has a demonic heart, is not his opponent. Could this kid be really the fate of me? It seems that I have to talk to Qisha well." Tianlang murmured slowly, a hypocritical smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his figure was like a wave here, and then disappeared.

Long Qianxing died, like a wisp of dust, without traces, and even blood did not splash out. The dead soldiers of Tataban, under the bombing of the wolf-toothed artillery, were like igniting the fuse, one after another, and the corpse was blown away, with only a few masters from the night, who escaped in the chaos.

Zi Yao, who was in pain, was already carried to the bed, covering her head with her hands, her pretty face with a black and cold aura, and she was sweating like a wave of coldness, and her collar was soaked.

"Husband, look at Zi Yao"

Xiao Qiufeng waved his hand and said, "I understand, it's okay, I'll be fine."

It’s not that Xiao Qiufeng didn’t want to give a helping hand immediately. When Zi Yao was in pain, his sea of ​​consciousness had already penetrated into her body. He was very careful to observe the movements of the magic relics. If he wanted to completely expel the demonic energy, the magic relics could not be suppressed at this moment, and the more violent the better.

Because of the invasion of the demonic energy, Zi Yao's own power could not be condensed and could not be resisted. At this moment, she could only let the painful and piercing feeling slowly circulate in her mind. Xiao Qiufeng was by the side, just staying quiet and had no intention of saving her.

"Does he really don't care about me?"

Zi Yao bit her teeth tightly and said tremblingly: "Qiufeng, you-kill me!"

Xiao Qiufeng did not say a very abnormal force, which had already penetrated his body. This was not the ice true energy that could suppress the demon relics, but the demonic energy that carried black flames.

Zi Yao felt even more painful. He really wanted to kill me, was he really going to abandon me?

Wu and Ruth next to them both paid attention to Xiao Qiufeng's movements and did not notice Zi Yao's expression changes. Wu had already shouted: "Qiufeng, please help Zi Yao quickly, she is in pain."

Zi Yao smiled bitterly, maybe killing her was to relieve her. A drop of tears had already flowed down the corners of her eyes, slowly wetting her face.

A finger slowly slid across her face. Xiao Qiufeng lowered his head, looked warm and said softly: "Ziyao, you are thinking about it again. Don't worry, I won't leave you. With me, you will definitely not be able to do anything."

If it weren't for the sudden touch of the art of psychiatrics, Xiao Qiufeng wouldn't have thought that when he was wholeheartedly trying to heal her, this fairy outside the world would sink into the worldly love and could not extricate herself. He was bored thinking that he wanted to kill her and end her.

"I, do you want me like this?" Only when people are helpless do they need warm care. Even if it is not love, this feeling will make people gradually like this taste.

For some reason, Xiao Qiufeng felt a little unbearable when he looked at Zi Yao's expectant eyes and his desire for life. He didn't know what to say. He slowly lowered his head and kissed Zi Yao's forehead gently, representing all the answers.

"I want to use the demonic energy to further touch the power of the demonic relics in my body. Suppression and sealing are not the best way. Maybe the guidance can use the demonic energy for me. Zi Yao, it will be more difficult later. You must persevere. I hope you can live happily, do you understand?"

The lost breath was replaced by the sweetness of happiness, Zi Yao replied softly: "Qiufeng, as long as you don't give up on me, I will persevere."

With the warmth in my heart, it seems that even the pain in my body has been relieved a little.

The demonic energy increased again, stimulating the power of the demonic relics, like a ball of ink, entangled in black, and at first it was only the outer part, but with Xiao Qiufeng's teasing, this breath was like fog, slowly dissipating more and more, and Zi Yao was getting more and more painful.

Light and night are incompatible, and black and white are also two extremes. However, Xiao Qiufeng is doing something very dangerous at this moment. He wants to break the laws of nature, make the demon and god complement each other, and exist together in one, only for the master, just like himself.

He also has demonic energy on his body, and it belongs to the power of the Seven Killings. He can't use it only at this moment. Although the power of the magic relics is much stronger, it should be just as effective.

From moaning to uncontrollable screams, Ruth and Wu were watching from the side, sweating with anxiety. Ruth suppressed Zi Yao, who was struggling and shouted loudly: "Husband, no, Zi Yao really can't do it. Look at her like this, if you continue, you will die."

"No, don't stop, I, I, would rather die"

Even at this moment, Zi Yao still did not surrender, and struggled to maintain her rationality and prevent herself from being possessed, because this man did not abandon her, and she still had hope.

An hour passed, and the screams turned into crazy roars. Zi Yao's eyes were bloody and with the demonic nature of killing, she was already unbearable. Xiao Qiufeng's face was covered in cold sweat, but she had no time to wipe it. He shouted loudly: "You guys, suppress her and don't let her break free."

The magic relics formed a demonic qi ball, which had been completely dissolved, scattered in Zi Yao's dantian, forming the most original power of the magic master. This huge power, even Xiao Qiufeng, dared not force it lightly, but just slowly guided it to allow it to flow in the tendons.

"Zi Yao, no matter how painful you are, you must remember to merge the demonic energy of your dantian, fast, fast-" Xiao Qiufeng could not replace Zi Yao with the power of the outside world. Even if she was not allowed to die, her tendons and veins would break and paralyze.

This kind of demonic energy is really too powerful.

The forehead is sweat, the lips are blood, and the teeth have bitten the lips, so as to resist the control of the demonic energy. Xiao Qiufeng's words, Zi Yao, who was crazy, had heard it. Driven by the power of the starry and sun, she let her mind and consciousness move together, slowly dispersing from the dantian to the five tendons and seven veins.

Yes, although the demonic energy is strong, Zi Yao's practice for more than 20 years is not trivial. Moreover, the energy of the two people and the breath of the magic relics has no chance to condense. It has been slowly separated and integrated into Zi Yao's own light power, forming a completely different power from all the techniques.

Another hour passed. Although Zi Yao's body was still trembling, her face had improved a lot. Wu and Ruth slowly let go of their hands, but did not leave. They just guarded the door and protected the Dharma for them.

It was not until dusk that the two people who were quiet in the artistic conception of merging the rituals slowly relaxed their bodies, and Xiao Qiufeng's handicraft had already taken away from Zi Yao's chest.

The moment they opened their eyes, they were the anxious and caring eyes of the two women.

"Husband, are you okay?" Ruth asked.

Xiao Qiufeng smiled in a strong manner and said, "It's okay, I'm just a little tired. The power of the magic relics is indeed powerful. Even if we gather the power of the two of us and practice it for so long, only a part of it has been fused. The remaining demonic energy will take Zi Yao a long time to use it."

Wu asked in surprise: "Qiufeng, so, is Zi Yao okay?"

"I think it should be. I think the magic relics have melted by me." Zi Yao had already opened her eyes, first looked at Xiao Qiufeng's eyes shyly, then looked at Wu, and said in a crisp voice.

Wu couldn't help but retreat and said in surprise: "Ziyao, you, you seem to have changed."

Yes, Zi Yao has changed.

The black hair that was floating like a cloud was already on the forehead, and two strands turned white, and it was floating melodiously at this moment, giving it a very interesting smell of being out of the world.

Her eyes seemed to have a tempting light. Although she was just looking, it had a teasing meaning. Even if she danced, she couldn't stand it, so she suddenly became frightened and retreated.

Zi Yao was anxious, sat up on the bed, and shouted anxiously: "Qiufeng, have I become ugly, right? Hurry, hurry up, take a mirror and let me see."

The expression of this little woman is really laughable. Who is Zi Yao? She is a fairy who has achieved enlightenment, but she cares so much about her beauty and ugliness. She really has a kind of human nature.

"Don't worry, I haven't become ugly, but I'm more feminine. I have a bit of charming maturity on my body. Men like this mature charm." Xiao Qiufeng was afraid that the woman would think about it again, so he immediately spoke to comfort her.

After looking in the mirror, Zi Yao was also surprised and asked in disbelief: "Really, Qiufeng, do you like what I am now?"

"In the past, you were so high that people could only look up to you and couldn't touch you. But now, the feeling you give you is right beside you. Just reach out and you can touch it. This is what a human feels, and I really think it's good."

In fact, Xiao Qiufeng knew that this was just the power of the demonic relics. As long as you wait to absorb the demonic energy into one, Zi Yao could do whatever she wanted to do.
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