"Qi Po, Qi Po, you are a fake..." Amuta Kongye said sarcastically with gloomy eyes.
If Qi Po hadn't been so useful, he would have deprived Qi Po of his power.
Amuta Kongye looked away and lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
…
Within the territory of Moon God.
The yellow sand rolled wildly, and the whistling sound was endless. The sound was like the roar of a fierce ghost, and in the dilapidated and collapsed building, several people were concentrating their magical power to resist the sandstorm.
"Why is this sandstorm so fierce?"
Mu Yin raised his hands, and the divine power in his body was continuously transmitted to the defensive barrier. He was tense and stared at the violent sand outside.
Yu Qiu said: "After tens of millions of years of accumulation of power, how can this sandstorm not be fierce? If someone who has not been promoted to a god enters here, it will probably be a narrow escape."
Yunzheng looked up and looked outside. In her deep golden pupils, there were countless fragments of consciousness floating like wisps of smoke.
She narrowed her eyes slightly, "There may still be a trace of the ancient gods and demons left here."
"Ancient gods and demons?" Mo Jing was slightly shocked.
Yunzheng felt complicated and nodded gently: "Well, these remaining thoughts of gods and demons must have forgotten who they were, but they all have a deep obsession with this battlefield site, and subconsciously feel that they should protect it. Here. So when we were teleported to this place, they wanted to use the sandstorm to drive us away, or even...kill us."
After hearing these words, there was silence for a few seconds.
Yue Ming pondered for a moment, then raised his head and looked at Yunzheng seriously: "God Lord, I want to put an end to their lingering thoughts and let them know that I can still protect this world, so that they can leave with peace of mind."
"That's what I meant." Yunzheng nodded.
After hearing this, Yue Ming felt less heavy.
They turned to look at the outside of the dilapidated and collapsed building together. The wind and sand were still violent, and every grain of sand could be turned into the sharpest weapons.
Yunzheng looked at them and said, "Since I awakened part of my memory, I have gained some more martial arts and combat skills in my mind. Among them are the techniques for resolving residual thoughts. Do you want to learn them?"
"Yes!" The friends nodded.
There was a flash of hesitation in Yue Ming's eyes, and then he nodded silently.
It's not that he doesn't want to learn it, it's just that this technique is too difficult for him. If it were a rough fighting technique, he would definitely be able to learn it quickly.
Upon seeing this, Yunzheng summoned all the cubs and asked them to support the defensive barrier for them first, while they all learned the technique of converting residual thoughts together.
They studied for three days and three nights.
A small amount of talent makes a difference.
Among them, the one who learned the fastest was Yue Ming, the Nether God.
Although Yue Ming is not interested in this kind of technique, his talented bloodline is enough to overpower Feng Xinglan and others.
The Thirteenth Patriarch said: "Mom, we are almost reaching the limit."
"Okay." Yunzheng stood up. She looked at the Zaizai and said with a smile, "Leave this place to us. You can go back to the Fengxing Space to rest first."
"Master, please be safe."
"Mother, don't work too hard. When you need the twelve treasures, you must call me."
The Zaizai returned to the Fengxing space, and at that moment, the defensive barrier was shattered, and the terrifying wind and sand rushed in.
Boom boom boom——
Yunzheng raised his hand to block it, and the sweeping wind and sand were stagnated.
At this time, the friends and Yue Ming were also ready.
They looked at each other and jumped out of the ruined palace.
Arriving at the open space shrouded in yellow sand.
In just this moment, the skin of the friends was scratched by many grains of sand, and their clothes were almost pierced into sieves!
Yunzheng's right palm gathered a touch of the divine light of the God Lord, and the golden light gradually grew stronger, spreading with soothing power.
The ferocity and violence of the surrounding wind and sand have weakened somewhat.
Yunzheng cast a spell with both hands and spoke slowly:
"The dawn brings enchantment, the universe is settled, and all souls are born."
"Lonely ghosts and ghosts, give up all thoughts and consciousness, and quickly go to the gate of the underworld, so that I can calm your thoughts..."
Yue Ming and Feng Xinglan also did the same. They kneaded magic formulas, recited incantations, and emitted the divine light from their bodies to appease those lingering thoughts.
The intensity of the sandstorm became weaker and weaker, and the yellow sand swept up by the strong wind gradually fell to the ground.
The sand fell to the ground and the wind almost stopped.
Everything went very smoothly.
But at the last critical moment, a powerful demonic remnant hidden in the darkness suddenly emerged from a corner and attacked Nangong Qingqing with a 'bang' sound.
Nangong Qingqing suffered a backlash and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
"puff--"
His body shape was also shaky.
"Qingqing!"
Zhongli Wuyuan was closest to Nangong Qingqing. His usual calm expression was gone at this moment. He ducked towards Nangong Qingqing with anxious eyebrows and raised his hand to catch Nangong Qingqing's body.
But at this moment, Nangong Qingqing's eyes exuded a ray of black mist, her eyes were cold, and she grabbed Zhongli Wuyuan's heart with her five fingers.
Zhongli Wuyuan was unprepared for her, and he didn't react until 'Nangong Qingqing's' fingertips pierced his flesh and blood.
"Qingqing..."
Just when 'Nangong Qingqing''s fingers were about to penetrate deep into Zhongli Wuyuan's heart, he was grabbed by another hand.
Before 'Nangong Qingqing' could react, she was hit hard on the forehead.
Snap!
A black ray of demonic remnant was ejected from Nangong Qingqing's body, and then it fled in a hurry, but was caught in the palm of Yue Ming's hand.
There is no escape.
Yunzheng looked at Nangong Qingqing who was in a coma with a solemn expression. He quickly took out the elixir from the storage space and fed it to her gently.
Yunzheng felt guilty because she was careless. If she had been more cautious, she would not have discovered such an accident.
The ancient demon's remnant was stronger and more cunning than she had imagined.
The demon's cannian just now wanted to seize the opportunity to seize the body of Qingqing Beauty. If she guessed correctly, Qingqing Beauty's physique is suitable for its cannian.
Zhongli Wuyuan was also injured, but it wasn't serious because it hadn't hit his vitals.
Yunzheng's face became colder and colder. Her eyes suddenly stared at the wisp of the demon's remnants held in Yue Ming's hand. She was about to kill it herself, but her face suddenly changed. She raised her head and glanced around.
The sandstorm came again.
The interruption of degree transformation just now stimulated these ancient thoughts.
"broken."
Yunzheng's expression changed slightly. She looked at Yue Ming and said without forgetting, "Destroy it!"
When Yue Ming heard this, he immediately used his divine power to destroy the demon's remnant thoughts and completely wipe them out.
Mu Yin shouted anxiously, "Azheng, come on!"
Just now, Yu Qiu and the others stopped the spell and checked the conditions of Nangong Qingqing and Zhongli Wuyuan. After discovering that their injuries were not particularly critical, they once again devoted themselves to rescuing Can Nian.
