Invisible blood shadows swept down from all directions and enveloped Feng Xuan.
But the strange thing is that the blood shadows did not sink into Feng Xuan's body as easily as before, but seemed to be hindered by something, breaking into pieces and turning into blood mist.
"Hey, it's the power of that shroud."
In Ye Qing's eyes, the dark gray shroud flashed with gloomy light, resisting the invasion of the blood shadow.
But obviously, Feng Xuan was not feeling well either. The death energy on his body became stronger and stronger, and his flesh and blood shriveled up, resembling a skeleton.
"Let's see how long you can hold on!"
Ye Qing stretched out his hand and gently grasped it. The blood mist floating around seemed to be tightly grasped by invisible hands from all directions, and it trembled violently.
Feng Xuan, who was in the middle of the blood mist, felt as if a huge mountain had fallen from the sky and was pressing on him, making it difficult to breathe.
On the shroud, wisps of deep light flashed rapidly, and a thick mist-like death energy surged up, resisting the huge squeeze around it.
But instead, Feng Xuan's hair began to wither and break, his teeth fell out, and one of his eyeballs fell off as the flesh and blood on his face shriveled and decayed, looking very terrifying.
"Giggle..."
Feng Xuan naturally knew what happened to him, and his face showed endless fear. The shroud he was wearing, called the Shroud of the Dead, was a mortal-level artifact.
Anyone who wears the shroud can use the majestic death energy contained in the shroud. Their strength and speed will be greatly increased, and it will provide the user with powerful protection and burst out with powerful power in a short period of time.
But the reason why the shroud is called the shroud of the dead is because this shroud is originally worn by the dead. Although a living person can temporarily gain powerful power by wearing it, it will consume his own vitality and blood. Over time, he will Truly a dead man.
Now he is in this situation. He wants to take off his shroud and kneel down to beg for mercy, but the terrifying power contained in the blood mist around him is like a mountain, suppressing him tightly, making him unable to move or even say a word. Words seem powerless.
"Kaka..."
After just a few breaths, the last glimmer of life in Feng Xuan's eyes disappeared.
But he did not fall. The dry and decayed body was filled with a strong and substantial death energy, and the empty eye sockets were shining with a faint green light.
"Is this a sign of the resurgence of the artifact? Interesting!" Ye Qing's eyes flashed with interest, and he exerted slight force on his palms. The blood mist trembled. Under the power of the blood shadow, Feng Xuan's body shattered into pieces as if it had been hit hard. The shroud has no support, the light dissipates, gradually returns to its original shape, and slowly falls.
Ye Qing flashed, reached out to grab the falling shroud, smiled softly, and stuffed it into the mountain and river shell.
This shroud is obviously a trick weapon, and its ability does not seem to be very strong, but this is because Feng Xuan met him. Feng Xuan was only in the late stage of Qi Condensation, but he was in the Pulse Extension state, and he had practiced top-level Extension. The pulse-expanding state of the pulse technique "Blood Shadow Magic".
The "Blood Shadow Divine Art" not only multiplied the amount of his true energy several times, but more importantly, the blood shadow magical power, which was integrated with the power of qi and blood, was even more powerful and could be commanded like an arm, which is why Feng Xuan seemed so unbearable.
Before being promoted to the Pulse-Tuning Realm, someone like Feng Xuan, who is not lacking in speed, strength, and protective power, would be the most difficult to deal with; coupled with the majestic death energy, evil, death, and filth contained in the shroud, Not only does it have the ability to erode other people's vitality, but it can also pollute other people's intelligence and spirit. It is so weird and abnormal that it can cause serious damage to him.
Therefore, it's not that this shroud is not good, but that it is too strong.
As for the mountain and river shells, they were naturally the trophies he captured from Zheng Tianyuan and Xiang Ye.
After putting away the shroud, Ye Qing looked up at Zheng Tianqi, who had escaped some distance away. A coldness flashed in his eyes. He took a step forward, the air trembled slightly, and the breeze blew by. Ye Qing's body gradually became illusory, broken, and disappeared without a trace. It was clearly just a shadow.
The next moment, Ye Qing appeared behind Zheng Tianqi and pressed down with his palm. The air around him was suddenly filled with a faint blood red color. Zheng Tianqi seemed to have fallen into a quagmire. His speed instantly slowed down and he watched Ye Qing step by step. Step closer.
"Don't come over. Don't you want the lives of everyone in Junshan Village?"
Zheng Tianqi, who had no choice but to stop, faced Ye Qing. Unexpectedly, he lost his previous fear and seemed to have great confidence.
"Threaten me?" Hearing this, Ye Qing smiled disdainfully: "What makes you think I care about their lives?"
"What makes you think you are qualified to threaten me?"
Ye Qing's thoughts moved slightly, and a faint shadow of blood suddenly appeared under Zheng Tianqi's feet and submerged into his body. The next moment, Zheng Tianqi's body gradually withered and shriveled up, extremely fast.
"You forced me, you forced me, let's all die together!" Zheng Tianqi was stunned at first, but he didn't expect that Ye Qing would suddenly take action. Then a crazy look appeared on his face, and a strange statue appeared in his hand.
The statue is all white, as if it were carved from white jade. It is shining with illusory, invisible, mysterious light and runes. The appearance and face of the statue are clearly in front of you, but in Ye Qing's eyes, it is nothingness, pale and empty, helpless. describe.
"Not good." Ye Qing suddenly felt something bad. With a thought, the blood shadow exploded in Zheng Tianqi's body, instantly shattering the opponent's heart and wanting to end the opponent's life.
But Zheng Tianqi, whose heart was shattered, seemed not to notice it. He laughed maniacally, his expression twisted and crazy, and suddenly crushed the sculpture in his hand.
"Buzz"
The moment the statue shattered, Zheng Tianqi's body disappeared bit by bit. It was not the kind of fragmentation and annihilation, but as if there was some kind of magical power that erased him from the world inch by inch and turned him into nothingness.
Immediately afterwards, an inexplicable and majestic force descended from the sky. Everything around him, including the breeze, white clouds, grass, trees, and fields, slowly became ethereal, illusory, and distorted, as if everything, whether living or dead, was made of reality. existence gradually transformed into falsehood and illusion.
"retreat……"
Extreme fear surged in Ye Qing's heart, and his figure suddenly shattered and disappeared. "The Fragrance of the Sea of Blood" was used to its extreme, leaving a very light trace of blood in the air, as fast as lightning, and flew towards Xiaojun Mountain.
And countless strange monsters, such as clay dolls, wind children, lanterns, heads of flowers, two-headed leopards, etc., whether they are harmful or harmless, strong or weak, all seem to feel the danger, coming from everywhere. They jumped out and rushed towards Xiaojun Mountain.
But there are still many strange things that were too late to escape, and were enveloped by the power of nothingness, turning into illusions and disappearing inch by inch.
In Ye Qing's peripheral vision, Junshan Village was also under the impact of the power of nothingness, turning from real to fake, from real to virtual, and gradually became illusory and ethereal, just like a dream.
He even saw a few patrols on the top of the city who were still patrolling one moment, but the next moment their bodies trembled slightly, and in a state of confusion, they turned into nothingness.
What's even more terrifying is that this majestic power of nothingness is still spreading to the surroundings, as if it is going to completely turn this world into nothingness.
"What the hell is this?" Ye Qing cursed secretly. He originally thought that Zheng Tianqi was bluffing and delaying time, so he took action.
But I didn't expect that there was such a terrifying thing in the other party, and he would die with him. If he had known it earlier, he wouldn't be as aggressive as before.
Alas, impulse is the devil!
"What should I do?" Ye Qing's eyes turned rapidly, his true energy surged, blood shadows filled the air, and flew all over the sky, crushing and killing all the monsters rushing towards him. His whole body was like a blood cloud, rushing into the small In Junshan.
For now, it seems that he can only rely on the mysterious and powerful monsters in Xiaojun Mountain to resist the spreading and spreading power of nothingness. If they can't do it, then he will have to wait for death!
"Buzz"
The moment he rushed into Xiaojun Mountain, Xiaojun Mountain seemed to wake up. The breeze blew through the hills, colorful clouds crossed the sky, birds chirped and flapped their wings through the woods... all the creatures started to move.
Although the mountain is still the same mountain, in Ye Qing's feeling, layers of power are like waves sweeping down from the top of the mountain, colliding hard with the invading force of nothingness.
In an instant, the void shook, and an invisible storm exploded in the air, turning into a terrifying void, nothingness and chaos. In the chaos, an illusory and majestic figure appeared.
The figure was transparent and invisible, and seemed to be nothingness. Countless transparent and invisible tentacles filled the void, slowly squirming, entangling Junshan Village and everything around it, as if these tentacles were the culprits that caused everything.
At this time, these huge, invisible tentacles were floating over Xiaojun Mountain, squirming, trying to turn Xiaojun Mountain into nothingness, but there seemed to be a mysterious force on Xiaojun Mountain that resisted the invisible tentacles.
"roll……"
Suddenly, a grand idea came from Xiaojun Mountain, containing terrifying power. It turned into a rolling torrent and swept out. The invisible tentacles lingering over Xiaojun Mountain all turned into nothingness and disappeared.
"It seems to be the voice of the mountain god?" When the invisible energy in the air escaped, Ye Qing's eyes oozed red blood, and he was so frightened that he immediately lowered his head and did not dare to look again.
But the previous voice was very similar to the voice of the mountain god he heard in the mountain god's palace when the mountain god got married.
"nothingness……"
The next moment, the empty and terrifying figure seemed to move, and then a burst of terrifying power spread down from the void. Xiaojunshan trembled strangely, and all living creatures felt a wave of fear and trembling seeping from their souls.
"He's watching us!"
Although he couldn't see the figure's face clearly, Ye Qing could clearly feel that the other person was looking at them, or Xiaojunshan.
"Hehe, Brother Shan Shen, it seems you can't do it. You have to rely on me, sister!"
A charming voice suddenly sounded.
The voice was soft and charming, blowing over the hills like a breeze. Wherever it passed, the fear and trembling slowly disappeared.
