My wife is a sword god

When the others saw Qin Feng's appearance, they all spoke anxiously.

Qin Feng could only hear some slight echoes and could not hear clearly what they were saying.

Because at this moment, he was fighting against the black energy that invaded his body.

"Go fight for it, go kill it!" Aoyin's bewitching voice still echoed in his mind, unable to be driven away.

Qin Feng gritted his teeth and stuck to his heart.

"It's still reckless. How can it be easy for a demon ghost who can participate in the night of divine food?

Stop listening to that voice and think of something else.

For example, Jianli’s soft body and Feilan’s long legs.”

Qin Feng even remembered the bright moon on Ningshuang's chest on the first night of his marriage to Jianli.

Imagining the graceful bodies of the two ladies and recalling the night of working like cattle, Qin Feng's reason once again gained the upper hand!

The true nature of a man is indeed a wise saying.

But he also clearly understood that if he could not expel the black energy from his body, it would only be a matter of time before Ao Yin swallowed his will.

At this moment, Senior Xuan Yi's voice sounded: "The spiritual consciousness sticks to the Heart-Questing Platform, and the righteous energy flows around the body with the Hongmeng Immortal Qi!"

Qin Feng did as he was told, and in the divine sea, purple thunderous righteousness surged. With the cooperation of Hongmeng's immortal energy, the black energy actually melted away!

effective!

As time passed, the anxious people suddenly discovered that the black energy surrounding Qin Feng began to slowly recede.

After some time passed, Qin Feng opened his eyes again and exhaled heavily.

The black energy that invaded his body was finally expelled by him!

"I didn't expect that the Hongmeng Immortal Qi wrapped in righteousness could even dissolve Aoyin's black Qi!" Qin Feng secretly rejoiced.

Xuan Yi explained the confusion: "Your righteousness belongs to the thunder spirit, which is itself the nemesis of evil things. In addition, the Hongmeng fairy energy enhances your righteousness, so you can achieve such an effect."

"If that's the case, will it work if I put the righteous energy into the body of the golden-winged roc?"

"You can give it a try."

Seeing Qin Feng regaining consciousness, Cang Feilan asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

Qin Feng shook his head: "I probably know the reason why the temperament of those demons and ghosts changed drastically. It is indeed because of the weird black energy.

When the black energy invaded my body, I saw Aoyin's shadow, and my mind was filled with its bewitching voice.

But as long as the black energy is driven away, sanity can be restored. "

As he spoke, he placed his palm on the forehead of the golden-winged roc again.

The black energy surged, and he wanted to repeat his old trick, but this time, it was completely melted by Qin Feng's thunderous righteousness wrapped in Hongmeng's immortal energy!

The sound of hissing was endless.

The roc bird screamed hysterically, but its eyes gradually became clear.

As a powerful monster with seven-turn calamity power, the Golden-winged Dapeng naturally has a lot of black energy that invades its body.

But for Qin Feng, who has mastered the trick, expelling all the black energy is just a matter of time.

And when the last trace of black energy in the golden-winged roc dissipated, it finally uttered human words and made a vicissitudes of voice: "Thank you, boy of the human race."

"Huh? Golden-haired bird, can you speak now? Could it be that you really couldn't help yourself before?" Fu Ruoyun said in surprise, and then looked at Qin Feng thoughtfully.

The method that can erode the seven-turn tribulation monster is definitely extraordinary, but this kid didn't feel the slightest fluctuation of a strong person, so he can really dispel the black energy?

Fu Ruoyun's idea that Qin Feng was the son of Beiguishou became even more firm.

After all, as the saying goes, a tiger father has no dog sons.

Qin Feng nodded and asked directly: "Can you tell me what happened before you were eroded?"

The golden-winged roc pondered for a moment, and then told the whole story truthfully.

As the most powerful monster in Guangfeng Cliff, it naturally has to protect one side like Bai Wudi.

As a result, the group of ghost-faced men took advantage of this and transformed into the monster beasts under their control. They took the opportunity to get close to it and injected the black energy into its body.

Then, it lost consciousness and was controlled by violent instincts.

"Don't you see through its illusion?" Fu Ruoyun asked curiously.

"Actually, it's not accurate to say that it's a transformation, because the smell of the other person's flesh and blood is no different from what I knew before.

But now that I think about it, I realize that that guy seemed to have lost some vitality, like a zombie.

Perhaps, among the enemies, there is someone who can control corpses. "

Manipulating corpses, could it be the Way of the Puppet Corpse?

Qin Feng thought of the original Jinyang City Lord's Mansion. Even after being killed by the ghost-faced man, the people there continued to act as before.

However, he currently has too little information, so he can only make some guesses.

"I have returned to normal, why don't you dissipate your energy?" The golden-winged roc looked at Fu Ruoyun and said in a deep voice.

It was seriously injured by the opponent, and now it was suppressed by its strength. It felt like a huge mountain was pressing on its body, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

Fu Ruoyun raised his eyebrows, waved his right hand, and the pressure instantly dissipated: "How about it, do you want to reconsider being my mount?

Don't go back to the Wild Wind Cliff. You won't be able to find a breakthrough opportunity there anyway.

Stay with me and there might be a chance. "

It's a mount. Qin Feng looked at the majestic golden-winged roc in front of him, imagining the scene of standing on top of it, flying through the sky, and a sense of heroism arose spontaneously.

In the world of Xianxia, ​​who doesn’t want a stunning mount?

He had also imagined that one day, after becoming powerful, he could conquer a dragon, become a dragon knight, and travel thousands of miles every day.

To some extent, this goal has been achieved, but it is not quite the same as his original intention. Qin Feng turned sideways and glanced at Cang Feilan.

"What's wrong?" Cang Feilan felt the sight and asked curiously.

"Nothing, nothing." Qin Feng looked away awkwardly.

The Golden Winged Dapeng replied: "Our Dapeng clan is the king of the sky and the overlord among the monsters. We yearn for freedom. How can we be inferior to others?

What's more, I know more about realm breakthroughs than anyone else.

I can't go further, just because of the shackles of this world.

I have been staying on the top of the Wind Cliff, soaring up and impacting the sky every day, just to find the slim chance of breakthrough outside the world."

At this point, the Golden Winged Dapeng suddenly made a sound of surprise.

With a commotion on the ground, it stood up directly and examined itself.

Everyone was surprised to find that the wounds of the Golden Winged Dapeng, which were originally scarred, were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Although the powerful monsters have amazing recovery ability, it is impossible to be so exaggerated.

The reason why this happened must be that Dapeng's body was undergoing some kind of change.

Everyone saw that the aura around the Golden Winged Dapeng was turbulent, stirring up gusts of wind, and its golden feathers were shining.

Fu Ruoyun seemed to have guessed something, and said with a strange look: "Is this a sign of a breakthrough?"

But she looked up at the sky and saw no abnormal changes, so she put away this absurd idea.

After all, after the third level and the seventh level of calamity power, every breakthrough will usher in a terrifying heavenly calamity.

Moreover, each time is more severe than the last.

If there is no heavenly calamity, it means that there is no possibility of a breakthrough.