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Chapter 153. 152. The Crow, the Power of Calamity

The battlefield of the heavens.

Ning An is still continuing to harvest everything in Zixiao Immortal Palace.

Now he has the black mist in his left hand and the Yin-Yang Lingzhu in his right hand, and he directly regards the entire Zixiao Immortal Palace ruins as his back garden.

Originally, I planned not to participate in this trip to the fairy palace, and the treasures in it were not destined for me, but I didn't expect that things would be so wonderful...

Ning An no longer has the mind to think about other matters.

We've come this far, so we can't care about anything else.

What can be done now is to evacuate the fairy palace, and then wait for the closure of the battlefield of the heavens, return to Daning, and improve the national strength of Daning.

The Zixiao Immortal Palace is too big, and there are countless rare treasures in this collapsed treasure house, none of which escaped the poisonous hands of the Yin-Yang Lingzhu.

Even if there are some omissions in the outermost area, let those casual practitioners pick up the omissions, but it does not affect the whole.

This time, Ning An was the biggest winner.

From then on, Ning An stayed in the ruins all the time. Everyone knew that the black mist behind him was powerful, and the origin was unknown. The bosses were all in their hands, so they were unwilling to come in and meet him.

They all chose to avoid this place, or go to other ruins of Asgard Palace to find treasures.

Although I missed the treasure house, it doesn't mean that there is no spiritual weapon in other places.

Look for it more, there will always be one.

And Ning An naturally continued to stay where he was, and this state lasted for half a month.

Every time the battlefield of the heavens is opened, it happens to be [-] days.

Ning An calculated the time, and it was only two or three days before the closure.

The treasures in the ruins were basically washed clean.

But this Yin-Yang Lingzhu is really greedy. After absorbing most of the spirit weapons in the treasury, it actually started to pay attention to it under the black mist.

Ning An didn't realize it at first, but then one day he realized that this spirit bead was actually vaguely absorbing the mist emitted from Hei Wu's body.

What is the black mist? Ning An has already seen it, a mysterious and powerful existence that has made countless bosses bow down.

He also thought that he would be able to get rid of the tracking of the black mist the day he left the battlefield of the heavens.

But this Yin-Yang Lingzhu is good, and even took the initiative to provoke, and ran to absorb the gas from other people's bodies.

Ning An tried to stop it, but the black mist was not a good person, and wanted to follow him wholeheartedly.

After discovering that the Yin-Yang Lingzhu took the initiative to contact it, it naturally would not miss this opportunity, and then continuously emitted the black mist from its body, guiding the Yin-Yang Lingzhu to absorb it.

Ning An felt that this thing was a big pit, far more than what Lord Qinhuai said at the time.

Therefore, he once again confirmed to Mr. Qin Huai what this thing was.

Lord Qin Huai was also speechless, he didn't know the origin of this bead at all, he got it by accident, he just felt that this thing was too prodigal, and he couldn't afford it without a certain amount of property, so he happened to meet Ning An, so he reluctantly let him Robbed.

Ning An didn't get any useful news from Lord Qinhuai, so he had no choice but to keep the bead.

After all, he had devoured all the spirit weapons in the entire Asgard's treasure house, so he couldn't bear to lose them just like that.

I just thought that after devouring so many spiritual weapons this time, the beads should be fed for the time being, at least next time I won't be thinking about continuing to squeeze myself dry and looking for spiritual weapons everywhere for food.

"Why do I feel that the black mist it devours seems to be increasing..."

Suddenly, Lord Qin Huai interrupted Ning An's thoughts.

Ning An came to his senses and looked around quickly.

Indeed, when the Yin-Yang Lingzhu swallowed the black mist before, a long thin line about the thickness of a finger could be seen between him and the black mist.

But now, the black line between him and the black mist was at least as thick as an adult's arm.

The most important thing is that the body of the black mist is actually getting smaller.

This means that in the end, the black mist may be completely absorbed by the Yin-Yang Lingzhu.

According to the mysterious characteristics of the black mist itself, it is definitely not a good thing.

Then in the end, is this Yin-Yang spirit bead the original bead, or the black mist?

Ning An didn't know what would happen in the future, and couldn't figure it out right now, so he could only watch helplessly.

It's even a little funny.

The black mist followed him all the time but failed to follow him. Instead, he approached him in this way.

Ning An was silent, and looked down at the storage ring in his hand. His spiritual sense passed through the shackles of the ring, and he could see that the Yin-Yang Lingzhu was lying quietly inside at this moment. Around it, except for the spirits that he had swallowed, In addition to the magic weapon, you can also see a black face formed by black mist slowly taking shape.

This half-formed black mist face also seemed to feel the scrutiny from Ning An.

It opened its mouth wide and spit out words.

"Food, I want food..."

Ning An didn't know what the food it was talking about was probably spiritual weapons.

However, both the Yin-Yang Lingzhu and the black mist have the same characteristic, which is devouring.

What the Lingzhu devours is the spiritual weapon, but the black mist will not let go of anything.

Now it seems that the two are one, and I don't know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing.

In this short period of Ning An's thoughts, the black mist that had been chasing behind him became thinner and thinner.

It seems to have been completely integrated into the Yin-Yang Lingzhu.

In the ring, the black face became more and more obvious and clear.

Finally, he went around the treasure house again, and finally, the last wisp of black mist was completely sucked into the Yin-Yang Lingzhu!
Seeing the black mist disappear, the eyes of some casual cultivators in the distance began to flicker with eagerness to move.

Only then did Ning An realize that something was wrong.

The reason why I was able to "kill the Quartet" in Zixiao Immortal Palace before was because of the black mist, and I used the power of the black mist to frighten everyone.

Now that the black mist is gone, these people naturally have no worries.

As a result, some casual cultivators began to approach slowly.

The light in their eyes became more and more fierce, especially after they found that there was no danger in approaching Ning An.

"alert!"

When the Daning guards saw the monks approaching from all around, they immediately raised their weapons and stood ready.

They stared at these casual cultivators coldly, even though many of them were much taller than them, they were fearless and just wanted to protect Ning'an's safety.

These casual cultivators were a little excited at this time.

Could it be that before the battlefield of the heavens was about to be closed, he and others took advantage of this?
The black mist that the bosses are helpless will not disappear sooner or later, and it will disappear when the bosses are not around.

In addition, Ning An didn't know what treasure he used to swallow so many spiritual weapons in the treasury before, if he was killed now, wouldn't these all belong to them?
The casual cultivators became more and more excited as they thought about it, and they didn't even notice that a crow landed on Ning An's shoulder at some point.

The whole body of this crow is dark, and some faint black mist is still exuding from its body. If you observe carefully, you will find that its aura is somewhat similar to the previous black mist, but it seems to be fused with something.

Others didn't know what it fused into, but Ning An definitely knew.

This is the breath of the Yin-Yang Lingzhu.

At this moment, the blood-red light in the black crow's eyeball was exactly the same as that of the Yin-Yang spirit bead.

After the Yin-Yang Lingzhu absorbed all the black mist, there was obviously some kind of fusion between the two, and then the black mist became the body of the black crow, while the Yin-Yang Lingzhu turned into the pair of blood-red eyes.

The Yin-Yang Lingzhu obviously has the characteristics of protecting the Lord.

After sensing the danger, it jumped onto Ning An's shoulder and let out a sharp cry towards the surroundings.

The cry sounded, it was harsh, but the other things didn't seem to change.

What the monks who gathered around didn't know was that with the crow's cry, some black mist that appeared out of nowhere was like a soft mist, and quietly fell on them.

After the black mist fell on their bodies, the expressions of some of them began to change.

A black halo appeared on the top of the head, the whole body was dark, dull, full of the breath of death.

There is still a trace of blood red in the black circle of light, which looks like an emissary from hell.

"The black circle is red...why does it look like I read it in an ancient book? It seems to be the power of disaster?"

Lord Qin Huai who was beside Ning An also noticed the abnormality of those monks. Looking at the black halos above their heads, he, who is considered knowledgeable and talented, immediately thought of something.

Calamity power?

This was the first time Ning An heard of this existence.

Qin Huaijun nodded and explained: "Well, it is a kind of supernatural power that jumps out of the Three Realms and is not in the Five Elements... let alone ordinary monks, even those powerful people can't understand the logic inside."

"It's incredible that the black crow on your shoulder can control this kind of power..."

Ning An silently listened to Mr. Qin Huai's introduction.

Although we can't know the specific function of this calamity force, the opening remarks introduced by Mr. Qin Huai are enough to prove the power of this thing.

And the black crow on his shoulder can control this thing. It has been staying on his shoulder, but it has not done anything bad to him. Affect.

While Ning An was talking to Lord Qinhuai, those monks who had been infected with the power of disaster had gone crazy.

Their eyes were irritable, and the breath on their bodies was completely decayed in an instant, and their bodies smelled like death.

What's even more frightening is that they actually started attacking each other with spiritual weapons.

"Quack quack, fun... fun..."

The black crow standing on Ning An's shoulder let out a sharp voice, the words made one's scalp tingle.

It caused all this weirdness, but in its eyes, it was just for fun.

The black crow was right next to Ning An's ear, and his voice was sharp and piercing, which made Ning An feel very uncomfortable.

"Stop calling."

Ning An looked at it and couldn't help but say something.

He didn't know if he could control the black crow.

However, under his own scolding, the black crow really didn't continue to quack anymore.

Instead, he looked at Ning An and said, "Master, I'm hungry, I'm hungry..."

Knowing that I am the master...

Hearing the name of the black crow, Ning An breathed a sigh of relief, and was not as nervous as before.

If this black crow had an unruly character, relying on its power of calamity, the following Daning officers and men would all be here.

Since it can be controlled, it's fine, but it's still a boost.

Ning An felt relieved a lot, when he was about to ask it what it wanted to eat.

The black crow said again: "Spiritual weapon, I want the spiritual weapon, and I want the spiritual energy in your hands."

While speaking, the black crow's blood-red eyes had swept across the weapons worn by Daning soldiers.

Whether it is a crossbow or a blade, they are all made with the strength of the country, using spirit stones and spirit mines, and each one is personally made for these soldiers.

Now that the black crow wants to eat these things, of course Ning An will not agree, and quickly shook his head: "No, this baby can't eat at all..."

Seeing Ning An's refusal, the black crow immediately became unhappy. It pulled its face down and let out a sharp cry: "Quack quack, I'm hungry, I'm hungry, I want to eat, I want to eat..."

It was that sharp voice again, not only Ning An heard it, but even Lord Qin Huai and Daning soldiers below showed expressions of despair and pain.

The crow's voice was sharp and piercing, and they couldn't help feeling restless.I even wanted to chop it into the pot directly...

Even if my family heard this, let alone other enemies.

At this time, apart from those monks who surrounded them at the beginning and then killed each other after being infected with the power of disaster, those who stood a little further away also covered their ears with pained faces.

But the crow's voice was not something they could avoid by covering their ears.

Some of them began to roll to the ground, and some of them hit their heads against the wall desperately, struggling desperately, and their faces were full of expressions that they would rather die than live.

"What kind of strange thing is this? It's not just as simple as the power of disaster..."

Qin Huaijun, who was covering his ears beside him, said with a face full of pain.

Compared with the opponent's life, he is better than death. In the eyes of the black crow, he belongs to his own people. It is obvious that he has played lightly. He has not yet given birth to the feeling of wanting to die...

After all, the monks on the opposite side, because they couldn't stand the black crow's voice, some of them had already started to make some crazy moves.

Some of them directly pierced their own eardrums, some slapped themselves on the head, and some dug holes in the ground, trying to get into them. In short, they were crazy and tried every means to avoid this. voice.

"To shut up!"

Ning An's brain hurt from the quarrel, and his consciousness was a little dazed. Every time the black crow opened his mouth, he felt inexplicably irritable, trying to stay calm, and he yelled loudly.

After hearing this, the black crow immediately said: "I'm hungry, if you give me something to eat, I'll shut up. Who told you to be my master? Of course I will listen to what you say, but even if you are my master, you still have to give me something to eat." Food, if you don’t give me food, I will starve to death. If I starve to death, no one will talk with you. If you can’t hear me, you will be lonely and sad, so you must give me food. You can't let me die, if I die, you will feel heartache, master, you can't feel heartache, because you are my master, I don't want your heartache..."

The black crow muttered non-stop, Ning An stared, this thing was just a chatter, and it didn't mean to stop at all.

He quickly pointed to the opposite side: "If you don't go and get so many spiritual weapons, why do you think about your own people?"

Hearing this, the black crow finally shut up. It looked into the distance, and its blood-red eyes immediately stared straight at the monks...

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