Chapter 21 Hongying Secret Realm
What kind of person is this? Nihua raised her eyebrows. It’s not that she wants to show off, but that she really has a mission.
She had to keep an eye on Feng Zhishui. Nihua helplessly looked at Feng Zhishui who was surrounded by everyone.
Since Feng Zhishui appeared in the center of the formation with support, the tampered "Spirit Gathering Array" formation has obviously become stronger and stronger, while Feng Zhishui himself has become weaker and weaker. There is definitely something wrong with this.
Originally Ni Hua wanted to peek in the corner, but she didn't know that there were too many formations here, so she couldn't hide them at all.
Ni Hua originally wanted to preserve his strength, but the golden elixir monk next to him started going crazy after drinking the elixir. He closed his eyes and swung his sword randomly, hitting each young monk with one sword.
Ni Hua ignored Xi Yan's complicated feelings, "It's you, if you hold on any longer, your life will be gone. You go find your senior brother, he should be able to suppress your poisonous hair."
"Senior sister, do you trust him?" Xi Yan smiled with unknown meaning.
Before Nihua understood why Xi Yan was laughing, he watched the sickly young man fall on top of him again...
Nihua lifted Xi Yan up and prepared to move. As soon as she moved, she discovered that Xi Yan's wrists were full of wounds. The wounds had not been treated yet, and blood was pouring out. Ni Hua's eyes narrowed, and his brows jumped wildly. Where was this villain being bled? !
Finally, Nihua looked at Xi Yan, carried him, and tentatively handed him into the hands of his sect elder Liu Changqing. Liu Changqing was sitting in the formation, looked up at Nihua, and then looked at Xi Yan who was carried back by Nihua. .
The elder looked surprised, "Xiaohua, I told you where he just ran away."
Ni Hua looked at the attitude of elder Liu Changqing, he obviously knew Xi Yan and was quite fond of her. Xi Yan's, Ni Hua was secretly shocked. She pulled Xi Yan's sleeves and looked thoughtfully at the wounds on Xi Yan's left and right hands.
Recalling that Xi Yan had a lingering air of resentment, could it be that Xi Yan was captured and bled by his own people? Could it be that Xi Yan's blood has some miraculous effect?
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After receiving the orders from the elders, Feng Zhishui slowly looked at the blooming lotus and drank the liquid in the cup with a smile in their eyes.
Feng Zhishui left the lotus platform and found the destiny of the "Spirit Gathering Array" without much effort. However, she was not in a hurry to kill people, but left the scene casually.
After killing a wave of enemies, the elders who were preparing to pursue the victory were attacked even more fiercely before they had time to take action. When the two sides faced each other, one person's spiritual power suddenly surged, and the enemy's health returned shortly after being beaten to a low level. This was simply unheard of and was too deceiving.
In fact, the people of the Feng family are still crazy. The few people in front of the formation have cultivation levels above Nascent Soul.
The elders who underestimated the enemy were all injured to varying degrees. When they reacted, they immediately ordered their disciples to change their formations and reorganize their formations.
Ni Hua was assigned to guard the formation by her disciple. She was distracted at the same time and observed Feng Zhishui's exit. She cried with joy and quickly pulled a fellow disciple who was fighting to take over for her. She went to track Feng Zhishui.
There is an upper limit for a monk's cultivation. The monks in the tampered "Spirit Gathering Array" were forcibly upgraded and could not absorb the tyrannical external force. The ground suddenly sank and cracked wherever the spiritual power passed through. extend.
The disciples who did not react in time fell one after another into the abyss below, narrowly escaping death.
At this moment, Nihua, who has low spiritual power, is already scarred, and her whole body is like being fished out of bloody water, but at the edge of the abyss, she is still holding on to the long sword, stubbornly refusing to let herself go Fall down.
Ni Hua divided her soul and lifeline into Feng Zhishui. She was the first to feel the abnormality of Feng Zhishui. She wanted to climb out and find Feng Zhishui.
Perhaps it was the halo of the heroine. Nihua struggled, struggled, and finally crawled out of the abyss. She looked back at the countless dead and alive disciples, changed into black clothes, and immediately went to the underground lotus platform. Nihua wore the clothes of a villain and came to the lotus pond unimpeded. After Nihua finished painting the spirit, she locked the aura of Feng Zhishui. The fox took the opportunity to steal the real Wind Language. After the fox left, Feng Zhishui buried the painting spirit underground.
Next, Feng Zhishui did not participate in the rest of the conspiracy, which also caused Nihua's vision to follow Feng Zhishui around the lotus pond. Later, Ni Hua came out of the dungeon and found that a master came to explore the spirit, so Ni Hua had to forcibly cut off the contact.
Nihua found Feng Zhishui at the Lotus Terrace.
Just as Nihua imagined, Feng Zhishui stayed alone in the lotus pond, playing chess with a calm face.
Nihua admired Feng Zhishui's calmness. Even she could feel Feng Zhishui's current weakness. If Feng Zhishui was caught at this time, he probably wouldn't be able to escape.
"Do you think I can escape if I run away now?" Feng Zhishui seemed to know Nihua's thoughts and smiled nonchalantly.
Ni Hua evoked her natal sword, Feng Zhishui unfolded her glass fan, and smiled sweetly.
Feng Zhishui attacked Ni Hua, and Ni Hua stumbled, and the painting spiritual weapon in his hand cracked inch by inch.
Nihua suffered too much loss in the early stage and was forced to fall into the lotus pond, with water splashing. At this time, she had no way out!
Nihua suppressed her surprise and watched the Feng Shui show mercy. Nihua wiped the blood that overflowed from the corner of her mouth.
Standing on the shore, Feng Zhishui smiled slowly at Nihua. "Are you surprised that I can take pills?"
Being so strong all of a sudden, Feng Zhishui's fighting power made it hard for Ni Hua to imagine how many pills she had taken.
As expected... A woman is not ruthless, and her status is unstable. Feng Zhishui is such a ruthless person, and the heroine is left to her. After cleaning up Feng Zhishui's three views, how can she counterattack with it? The heroine's script.
Seeing that Feng Zhishui had no intention of taking action, Nihua asked more aggressively, "Sister Feng, do you know how to get out of the barrier here?"
"Get out?" Feng Zhishui was stunned, laughing so hard that he was out of breath. At this time, the disadvantages of forcibly knocking the elixir became apparent. Feng Zhishui's aura became chaotic not long after doing it, and she spit out a black mouthful. Blood, he forced himself to take a breath.
Nihua listened quietly to Feng Zhishui and laughed.
Feng Zhishui had laughed enough and advised kindly. "Instead of thinking about going out, it is better to wait for the rare opportunity that falls from the sky."
Nihua remained silent and climbed onto the shore.
Feng Zhishui unfolded his cold glass fan and scratched Nihua's neck and shin.
Nihua's clothes were in a mess on the floor. She raised her head and looked at Feng Zhishui's calm smile. She was not afraid of Feng Zhishui. After all, Feng Zhishui was already in decline. Besides, this villain sister didn't seem to care about her. No murderous intention.
"It's not that the wind is in chaos, it's that the world is going to be in chaos." Feng Zhishui took back the glazed fan, "Have you heard of the legend of the Hongying Secret Realm."
(End of this chapter )