out of time

Chapter 924 Full Blood Liao Xuan
As soon as Lan Yao finished speaking, the young man surnamed Feng also set his eyes on Xu Qing.

Although Xu Qing's fighting power was amazing, he was being watched by these two Yun Shen, especially since the captain was still in the other party's hands and his legs were twitching again. This scene...

No matter how you look at it, he is passive.

So Xu Qing didn't say much, he just rushed down, whizzed past Lan Yao, and rushed towards the depths of the pit.

The Great Mysterious Heavenly Armor shone brilliantly on his body, and the power of the divine flesh and blood spread out. The armor of the Ancestral Witch also covered him, and there were nine lanterns surrounding him.

With long hair and a green robe, Xu Qing looked extraordinary at this moment.

At the same time, he waved his hand, and a large number of ghost centipedes appeared, exploring the way ahead of him.

When Lan Yao saw this, a gleam of light appeared in her eyes, while the young man surnamed Feng looked at those ghost centipedes with an even gloomier look, but in the end he did not say anything.

In this way, with Xu Qing's guidance, the three of them moved forward towards the depths of the pit.

Xu Qing's movements were not slow, nor did he continue to be slack as before, so their speed was about the same as when the young man named Feng and Lan Yao led the way.

Perhaps it was because of Xu Qing's good luck, or perhaps it was because of the shocking effect of the eight-colored peacock's aura just now, he did not encounter any obstacles along the way. After another stick of incense had passed, he finally reached the bottom of the deep pit.

This place is also a cave.

But it is a little smaller than the outside, and the same goes for the buildings, with much fewer of them. Only nine tall towers are very obvious.

They are relatively well preserved, with ancient runes engraved on them. One can imagine that at their peak, these rune marks would have shone brightly, and the nine towers would have had corresponding restrictions formed.

But now, with the passage of time and the invasion of foreign substances, it no longer has any spiritual meaning.

Although there are few buildings here, the withered roots are denser and cover all directions, whether it is the ground or the walls of the cave.

Even the tall towers were entangled with withered roots.

However, Xu Qing's arrival seemed to bring in the breath of the outside world, breaking the tranquility here and causing some strange changes.

The first thing to change was the roots, some of which turned into ashes on their own...

Then, the flying ashes did not dissipate, but gathered together in Xu Qing's sight, forming a group of dark little children.

These children looked only five or six years old, and there were hundreds of them. After they appeared, they each lay on the withered roots that had not yet dissipated, staring at Xu Qing with their dark eyes, their expressions filled with greed and hunger.

A cold light flashed in Xu Qing's eyes, and then a whistling sound came from above, and the figures of Lan Yao and the young man named Feng appeared here.

The two of them glanced around and then looked at those strange children, but did not take any action.

Xu Qing naturally understood that this was waiting for him to take action.

As for the origins of these children... As Xu Qing was a native cultivator of the Wanggu Continent, he could naturally tell at a glance that they were formed by the invasion of the divine aura and the fusion of ghosts.

This kind of weirdness is very difficult to deal with and hard to guard against for others, but for Xu Qing, he has killed too many.

The most effective way to deal with them is Xiaoying.

However, although Xiaoying's existence had been used before, she only showed the ability to bend over. For Feng and Lan behind her, she was still omniscient.

In this way, Xu Qing didn't want to be exposed too early.

So he did not choose to use Xiaoying, but let those ghost centipedes guard behind him to guard against sudden attacks from the young man named Feng and Lan Yao.

After doing all this, the fleeting greed in the eyes of the young man named Feng that he had seen before emerged in his mind.

I also thought of how Lan Yao and the other party had been wary of each other along the way.

"Although the shadow's abilities cannot be revealed too much so quickly, but... the necessary display of itself may be of other use here..."

Xu Qing seemed to be thinking about something, and then he took a step forward. The moment he landed, the black children lying on the withered roots suddenly opened their mouths wide, let out soul-stirring sharp roars, and pounced towards Xu Qing.

Almost at the moment they approached, the soul threads in Xu Qing's body exploded outwards. In the blink of an eye, ten million soul threads shot out, penetrating in all directions with Xu Qing as the center.

The speed and sharpness of the silk are amazing.

Wherever he passed, all the strange black kids stopped in mid-air.

Every body was pierced by a large amount of soul threads. Because the area here was not large, the soul threads connected in all directions, causing the black sea to be solidified in mid-air.

When they looked at it, this scene also made the young man surnamed Feng and Lan Yao's eyes move slightly.

In fact, these soul threads at this moment have formed a shape like a spider web, with Xu Qing at the center, and hundreds of strange black boys around him, motionless.

Soon, as the surrounding walls shook, those strange black boys turned into black gas and dissipated. Then, millions of soul threads slowly retracted and merged into Xu Qing's body one by one.

Xu Qing looked calm as he stood aside, making way for the man ahead and looking at the young man named Feng.

"It's your turn."

The young man surnamed Feng glanced at Xu Qing and suddenly spoke.

"Those silk threads of yours are very strange. I wonder what they are made of?"

Xu Qing did not answer, but asked a question.

"Fellow Daoist Feng's five-colored feathers are equally bizarre. I wonder how they were formed?"

The young man surnamed Feng frowned.

"Do you think I'll tell you?"

"Yan also wants to say that."

Xu Qing spoke lightly.

The young man surnamed Feng swung his sleeves, stopped talking, and rushed out, heading straight for the fifth tall tower, where he made some hand gestures, as if performing some secret technique.

Lan Yao flew towards Xu Qing, but did not get too close. She stayed more than ten feet away from him. While paying attention to the young man named Feng, she spoke to Xu Qing with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Yan Xuanzi, Fellow Daoist Feng's five-colored feathers are called the Spirit of the True Realm. They are a special secret method of the Soul Condensing Realm, but not all Soul Condensing Realms can possess them."

As soon as Lan Yao finished speaking, the young man named Feng who was casting a spell in the distance let out a low shout.

"Friend Lan, why are you so talkative?"

Lan Yao's eyes turned cold when she heard that.

"Feng Daoyou, the secret method of the True World Spirit that you used is inherited by my Demon Feather Clan. It is not exclusive to you. Why do you think I am talking nonsense when I say something about it? Feng Daoyou, watch your words!"

The young man surnamed Feng remained silent, snorted coldly, and simply ignored it and continued to cast the spell.

Ke Lan Yao was obviously disgusted by the gossipy words she had said before, and her eyes remained cold, but she did not say anything more to Xu Qing.

Xu Qing blinked and realized that Lan Yao's behavior was more or less a gesture of goodwill.

So he thought in his heart and was about to say something, but at this moment, the fifth tallest tower where the young man named Feng was located suddenly roared and began to shine with white light.

The light appeared from the top of the tower and flowed like water, covering the entire tower, then spreading along the withered roots entwined around it.

However, after the light flowed in, almost all of the roots only flashed a few times and then dimmed again. It was obvious that they had no vitality and could not be stimulated.

But there was one line that had a white line appear inside it after it flashed.

This line slowly flowed along the direction of the root, attracting the attention of Xu Qing and the other two.

Under their gaze, the white line wandered among the many withered roots here for a while, then disappeared, still looking lifeless.

But the young man surnamed Feng looked somewhat excited. He clasped his hands together again and began to practice the inheritance method. The next moment, the light of the tower shone again and the same scene appeared.

After nine times in a row, based on the points where the white lines disappeared, the popular young man raised his hand, as if calculating.

Xu Qing looked at all this and thought to himself that if what the young man surnamed Feng had said before was true, then his ancestors must have put a lot of effort into it and made the arrangements very rigorously.

If it were an outsider, it would be difficult to see any clues without knowing the secrets here.

While Xu Qing was deep in thought, time passed. After a while, the young man named Feng who was calculating suddenly had his eyes light up. He looked at the mud walls around him and his gaze fell on one place.

"That's it!"

As soon as the young man surnamed Feng finished speaking, his body approached instantly. He raised his hand and pressed. Suddenly, the mud wall roared, sank, and cracks appeared.

There is nothing inside.

But he was not in a hurry. He bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood.

As soon as the blood touched the concave mud wall, there was a flash of blood and the mud began to dissipate, but the speed was not fast, as if something was not going smoothly.

“Fellow Daoist Lan, I am only half-blood Liao Xuan, and the power of my bloodline cannot meet the requirements of my ancestors. Why don’t you take out the blood flag I gave you!”

"Those tribes that I sacrificed with blood are all lower tribes with Liaoxuan blood in their bodies. With the 20 million residual blood as nourishment, I can stimulate my blood and open this ban!"

After hearing this, Xu Qing finally understood the purpose of blood sacrifice. However, he did not expect that the one being sacrificed was actually his own clan member.

However, it is obvious that in the other party's mind, those tribes that were sacrificed in blood are no different from livestock.

As for Lan Yao, it seemed that she had guessed something before, so there was not much surprise at this moment. After taking out the blood flag, she glanced at the young man named Feng, cast a spell and spoke at the same time.

"Fellow Daoist Feng is indeed an extraordinary person. He sacrificed 20 million of his own bloodline and acted so decisively. He will surely rise to prominence in the future."

Lan Yao was obviously still somewhat dissatisfied with the word "gossip" from before, and now she spoke sarcastically.

As he spoke, the blood flag in his hand roared, and the blood mist inside it, carrying countless souls, flew out and headed straight for the young man named Feng.

When the young man surnamed Feng heard this, there was a hint of coldness in his eyes, but he held it back. He raised his hand and grabbed, and immediately the surging blood mist and souls spread throughout his body. Then he used magic, and with a shake of his body, all the blood mist and souls were absorbed into his body.

The next moment, the wings behind him disappeared, and the third eye between his eyebrows also disappeared. It seemed that he no longer had the clan characteristics of the Demon Feather Clan. Instead, his body squirmed, and a second head grew on his neck!
All members of the Liao Xuan lineage have two heads!

After doing all this, the popular young man took a deep breath and spat out another mouthful of blood, which fell on the mud wall. The melting there, which had been somewhat stagnant, suddenly increased in speed.

In just a dozen breaths, a passage about ten feet in size appeared!
Lan Yao was excited when she saw this, and the young man surnamed Feng was even more excited. The two of them shook their bodies and were about to rush forward, but at this moment, something strange happened!
I'm going to write more, I'll write as much as I can, please don't mind if it's more or less, brothers, is that ok?

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