If it hadn't been proven by facts, they would never have imagined that Kuang San, who had cared so much for Kuang Tu in the past, would resolutely abandon Kuang Tu and escape alone when faced with danger, regardless of the relationship between master and apprentice.
"Ye Jin, it's dangerous here. I'll send you and Kuang Tu out first, and then take care of him."
"Well. Senior Brother Feng, be more careful!"
Hearing this, Feng Ling nodded, waved his hand to disperse the energy of the barrier fragments that had been contaminated and corroded, and quickly made a secret to send Ye Jin and the two out of the main spiral world.
After doing all this, Feng Ling locked his attention between Heiying and Kuang San, and quietly wiped away a trace of blood that spilled from the corner of his mouth.
Obviously, Feng Ling resisted the black shadow's whip and was slightly injured, but he thought it was worth it to save Kuang Tu and Ye Jin's lives.
"Tsk, tsk, you can hide pretty quickly! If you dare to hurt me, old man, I'll sacrifice you to heaven first!"
The black shadow glanced left and right, and finally stopped at the left side of the ravine. He let out a sinister smile and approached Elder Kuang San clan step by step, dragging his gray whip.
"Chi, chi chi..."
The place where the long whip came into contact with the ground emitted a corrosive stench, and the death energy surrounding the black shadow's body was violently consumed, revealing the figure of a woman in palace clothes.
"Qinglan! Are you still alive!?" Looking at the woman's face, Kuang Lao turned pale with horror. His aura surged wildly. A cold light suddenly appeared in his hand, but it quickly disappeared and was replaced by an energy hand blade.
Since the wide robe blocked part of his field of vision, Feng Ling guessed that the cold light that suddenly appeared should be Kuang Lao's natal magic weapon, but for some reason he put it back as soon as he summoned it.
Compared with these confusing behaviors, what is even more puzzling to Feng Ling is that Mr. Kuang has just broken through the thirteenth revolution, but the intensity of the energy fluctuation he just released actually reached the peak of the thirteenth revolution for an instant!
"Bang! Bang bang!" The air exploded, and the azure hand blade collided fiercely with the gray-white whip.
Kuang San is so skilled at using his sword that he never loses even if he is at an absolute disadvantage.
Suddenly, Kuang Bingbing made a dangerous move and resisted a whip with his hand blade held horizontally. He felt that although the opponent's attack was fierce and unparalleled, it was weak in follow-up and his changes of moves were not flexible enough. He immediately noticed the clues.
"Something's wrong! Your breath is floating and unstable, and your joints are as stiff as a puppet. You are not Qinglan, you are a parasitic ghost who is good at manipulating the bodies of the dead!"
Parasite ghost?
Hearing this, Feng Ling's pupils shrank, and he glanced at his own shadow subconsciously, feeling a turmoil in his heart.
I don’t know when,
the outline of his shadow,
She actually turned into a woman!
It is said that parasitic ghosts have two kinds of ghost curses that are difficult to prevent, one is concealment, and the other is parasitism.
Feng Ling encountered a parasitic ghost for the first time in the Ghost Bamboo Forest. At that time, he broke two ghost curses and left. He thought he was free from it, but he didn't expect that he was still unknowingly attacked.
"Break!" The hand gesture dispelled the Yin Qi mark attached to the shadow, and Feng Ling was terrified.
It had been hiding in the shadows and was trying to wait for me to be seriously injured and unprepared. However, unexpectedly, Qinglan's epic body appeared, causing it to change its original plan.
"Little friend, this evil spirit is at least the late thirteenth level. While she has just integrated into this body at this moment, you and I should work together to beat her back to her original form. Otherwise, if we give her a chance to fully adapt to this body, you and I will only Escape for your life!"
Kuang Lao gradually lost his ability to resist, and he looked very flustered on the surface. But after confirming that the woman in palace clothes was not Qinglan's resurrection, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then glanced at Feng Ling from the corner of his eye.
Feng Ling frowned. It was clear that the other party wanted to share the trouble with him. He deliberately wanted to refuse, but what the other party stated was the truth.
If the best opportunity to take action is missed and this parasitic ghost with Qinglan as its host is allowed to fuse and adapt, there is no telling how far it will grow.
Although Qinglan's body became an empty shell due to the departure of the ghost body, the death energy in her body had accumulated for thousands of years, and her body had already reached the legendary critical point.
Otherwise, no matter how unexpected the whip was, it would not have caused Feng Ling to be injured.
"Old guy, you know a lot! It's a pity that it's too late. I have almost adapted this body, thanks to your training! Now that your mission is completed, you can go and die!"
Just when Feng Ling was thinking that his injuries were almost recovered and he could take action, Qinglan, who was controlled by the parasitic ghost, let out a wild laugh. His aura suddenly increased several times, and a suffocating energy wave swept across with a sudden explosion.
"Bang!!!" Amidst the shocking explosion, a ball of gray-white light covered the surrounding areas and spread rapidly. Everything in its path melted and disappeared like white snow in spring, and the space twisted and whimpered like a balloon leaking.
Half step to epic level!
Feng Ling looked at the messy ground and his face changed slightly. He asked himself that even if he was prepared, he would be attacked by such a degree. He would have to shed his skin even if he didn't die. What's more, he couldn't dodge in time and could resist the attack. , most likely gone!
But what surprised Feng Ling was that after the dust dissipated, the place where Kuang San was originally was empty, leaving only a field of crystal clear crystal fragments.
It seems that some kind of space magic weapon was used to escape and save his life in times of danger.
"Feng Ling, since you don't want to join forces, then I will take the first step so that I can take care of myself!"
The ethereal sound came from above the head, and a stream of light passed through the barrier at some point, and disappeared into the water of Potianze Lake without a trace.
Ran! ?
Feng Ling looked at this scene with black lines on his head. Before he could complain or think about it, he shivered as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake and subconsciously dodge sideways.
The next moment, a gray-white sharp edge streaked across his cheek, slicing off a few strands of hair.
"Feng Ling, it's your turn! You recruited and killed my sisters in the haunted house. They should have been slowly taken away by me under the influence of the parasitic blood curse. But now that I have such a wonderful body, you are also indispensable. !
For the sake of your pretty face, if you surrender your soul and become a slave, I won’t kill you! "
The parasitic ghost smiled evilly and retracted the long whip, and the figure surrounded by death rose into the air. With a flick of her sleeves, she cast a gray-white light curtain to seal off the entire space. She would never allow the situation just now to happen again.
"Kill me? I admit that I am no match for you now, but even if you have the power of an epic powerhouse to reach a semi-epic state, what should I fear?"
Feng Ling's eyes showed a cold light, and he looked up at the parasitic ghost with a condescending attitude. He finally let go of his cultivation suppression and allowed his aura to rise crazily.
In the past, Kuang Laozai, even if Feng Ling obtained the inheritance and made another breakthrough, he still deliberately hid his cultivation level and suppressed it at the peak of the thirteenth rank.
Just because Feng Ling was unreasonably wary, it was best not to expose his true cultivation level in front of Mr. Kuang.
But now there is no one around, and Feng Ling is facing the huge oppression of the parasitic ghost alone. The blood in his body begins to boil rapidly, and the cells cannot help but cheer. He can finally let go and fight without reservation!
