The troubles of the teenage villain

Biyu felt that the Jinjiao Rong mirror was not strong enough, because she saw the determination and resistance on the young man's face, and she couldn't help showing disgust and impatience.She couldn't wait to see the white tiger crumble, so that the Jinjiao Rongshen mirror could quickly refine the yang of its primordial spirit. Her primordial spirit was getting weaker and weaker, and she gave too much spiritual power to the Jinjiao Rongshen mirror. time is limited.

If she wastes more time, even if her body and soul are refined, she will not be able to absorb the food.

"Since you are so unwilling to accept death, let's play some tricks." Biyu said lightly, offering a scimitar in her hand. This scimitar is just a low-grade magic weapon. With more five-element attributes, the blade is sharper, but that's all.

For a cultivator, especially a Nascent Soul cultivator like Biyu, this saber is inferior to her own spiritual power offensive, and it is unattainable.But she just liked the bluntness of the scimitar. She selected the clean flesh of the young man with one knife, avoiding the part of the piercing ring.

Jasper walked slowly, as if she had regained some of the calmness of a high-level cultivator. She described the feeling of her hands to Feng Bai, and at the same time saw his eyes getting darker, and saw him being cut into red and white by herself. The collarbone burning heart ring nailed into Feng Bai's bone, the golden ring and the pale human bones complement each other, she thinks it is very beautiful.

Under the poking of the tip of the knife, at this moment, the pain of the physical body has overshadowed the pain of the soul, but it is still not dead.Feng Bai closed his eyes tightly, unable to do anything, only tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

He no longer knows what pain is, where is his uncle?

Uncle, why don't you come to him?

At this time, Biyu had already cut open Feng Bai's chest, poked inward with a knife, looked and looked, and said, "It's no different from ordinary people inside." There was some disappointment in her tone.

Disappointed, Biyu was also tired, as an elder of Piao Miao, one of the four sects, she hadn't done heavy work with her hands for a long time.It is indeed a labor-intensive task to cut a grown-up young man into pieces, especially when she lacks primordial spirit and spiritual power.

So Biyu sat cross-legged elsewhere, meditating.

Feng Bai's hands moved slightly in the ring, and the bones of his whole body were aching and itching together. He wanted to run wildly, he wanted to kill, and even more... Uncle.

where is uncle

Will uncle come to rescue him?

If my uncle knew, he would definitely come, just like the time in the deep sea, and he would never give up on him.

Feng Bai tried his best to give himself some comfort, otherwise he would not even be able to ask for death, let alone survive, and he would give up on himself in such pain.He wanted to use some good memories to cheer himself up, but when he looked back on the past in the agony, the clearer his uncle's figure was, and the closer his voice and smile were within reach, the more unwilling he felt.

But it was also this reluctance that made him retain his own consciousness, unwilling to settle it once and for all, unwilling to be swallowed by another consciousness.

Yes, another consciousness.

Ever since he was controlled by that consciousness to seduce the remnants and dissolve the seal of the remnants in the taboo under the sea, Feng Bai was woken up by Feng Shao's kick, and immediately suppressed that consciousness severely.

God's might is like a prison, God's grace is like a sea!

Now, this consciousness started to move around again, as if it sensed that Feng Bai was on the verge of collapse, as long as it moved its fingers, "Feng Bai" would disappear, and he would be controlled by it.

But never mind.

Feng Bai's pupils contracted into a slit, and a smear of blood shot out from the slit, vicious and brutal.

That consciousness also seemed to perceive Feng Bai's pure killing intent, it hesitated, and then began to seduce with divine power.

Yes, as long as you surrender, you can gain strength and even more liberation.

If Feng Bai was still the little boy who hadn't experienced anything in the past, the little tiger would definitely obey.But at this moment, Feng Bai didn't believe it at all.Uncle said that people can only trust themselves.

God's might is like a prison, God's grace is like a sea!

Feng Bai was unmoved, he hated that consciousness.

He hates being judged.

He hates being controlled.

But he needs strength!

Moreover, why does he have to be controlled, he can control it too!

With this thought, the spirit energy of Feng Bai's whole body gathered together in an instant. This thought cannot be shaken, it is as firm as a rock, the sea of ​​consciousness is rolling, and the scriptures are shaking the sky, so what? …The killing intent that lost its restraint roared loudly, unstoppable.

Biyu, who was already in samadhi, was suddenly awakened, and the cold and chilling pressure suddenly overwhelmed the sky.

Finally, Feng Bai's eyes widened with anger, changing from red to golden. They were a pair of fierce animal eyes, as if they could devour everything.

In such a near-death situation, he turned into a tiger and completely broke free from the collarbone burning heart ring!

Feng Bai is an enraged ancient ferocious beast at this moment, the yellow light emanating from the Jinjiao Rongshen mirror seems endless, a high-pitched and angry tiger's howl engulfs the majestic spiritual force to urge away, the bronze that was originally a threat to Feng Bai's life and death With a click, the mirror shattered into a spider web.

It was not only the Golden Dragon Mirror that was broken, there was also the sound of things shattering in a large hall thousands of miles away in the sky.The white-haired old man who sat cross-legged looked at the shattered spirit-seed pearl, and after some fingering, he looked solemn and murmured to himself in disbelief: "How could this be so, how could this be so, this fierce god can... No, don't delay any longer, otherwise there will be no one to resolve this catastrophe."

The old man sighed, suddenly surrounded by a layer of golden light, the person sitting cross-legged was still sitting cross-legged, but there was another figure with similar spirit and shape, which was the incarnation of the old man, and his body flew away in the clouds and fog.

Biyu witnessed everything, and the tyranny in the eyes of the beast made her feel cold all over.

She didn't understand why the person who had surpassed the limit and left only the last trace of anger in both the soul and the body would counterattack and suddenly become a giant.But she didn't need to understand, her gaze went from shock, to surprise, to fear, and finally back to despair.

Feng Bai looked at the brittle corpse under his feet, and swallowed up Jasper's black fog-like inner demon. The inner demon of the Nascent Soul stage, the inner demon nourished by greed and hatred, was very delicious.Then, without hesitation, he waved away the already vague soul.

This time, no one chanted scriptures in his mind, no one repeated that sentence.

Feng Bai licked his paws contentedly, licked his crippled animal body, turned out the bones, and with that fresh heart demon, even if he turned into this ugly appearance, he could heal and recover.Only this time, it will take more time.

But it doesn't take that long, because now he has that restraining power, although he can't fully control it, at least he won't be restricted, imprisoned, or controlled.

He misses his uncle so much, he must be worried since he hasn't seen him for so long.

But Feng Bai still decided to raise his body before going to his uncle. His uncle always praised him for his good looks, and he didn't want his uncle to see his ugly self.Ugly and incomplete self.

Feng Bai was not worried that he would not be able to find Feng Shao. With this power, the power of using the method of concentrating the mind was a hundred times stronger. Now he can know the sound in a radius of a hundred miles with just a slight movement of his consciousness.As long as he has enough spiritual qi to support him, he can use the Concentration Technique to sweep thousands of times farther... In that case, at least he can see his uncle first.

Is uncle looking for himself everywhere?

Is uncle worried about him?

When Feng Bai thought about it, he couldn't control his desire to see Feng Shao immediately, and he couldn't help but use the God-gathering method immediately.This is the first time he has actively and consciously used this hidden divine power, and the power is not far from what he thought.He just felt indescribably comfortable and satisfied, and his spiritual consciousness was completely restored, which even made him feel a little overflowing, and he practiced his skills to the fullest, sweeping away his consciousness like overwhelming mountains and seas. Sensitive are thousands of times.

Layer after layer... Feng Baizhi scanned extremely quickly, but didn't go deep, because Feng Shao's breath was too familiar, whether it was the enchanting fragrance of Feng Shao's own innate demon body, or the two people nourishing each other with essence The confluence of breaths in the past ten years is called Feng Bai, even if it is ten miles away, he can feel it.

I don't know how many hours have passed, and finally, finally, Feng Bai's divine consciousness found that familiar aura, the uncle's aura thousands of miles away.

Feng Bai was ecstatic, wishing he could fly to his uncle like a god, rub him into his arms and kiss him, and tell him how much he misses him.Never part again.He can protect his uncle now.

It was getting closer, closer, but...he felt his head buzzing.

Ci Jue embraced the fainted Feng Shao with one hand, and stroked his brow with the other.

The Buddha beads purified by his hundreds of Buddhist scriptures and mantras are very effective. Even if Feng Shao's evil thoughts sneak in, it may not be able to purify such obsessed demons immediately, but at least it can protect his dharma body from being eroded. Until reaching the mental state of forging.

Unexpectedly, it was originally intended to train Feng Shao's state of mind, so as not to be disturbed by demonic thoughts, but instead, because of the need to train his state of mind, demonic thoughts were bred.

Ci Jue sighed inwardly, and took a look at Feng Shao. After that probe just now, he felt that his determination was still very firm, so he finally felt relieved.Otherwise, hand over the good disciples to him, and return the demonized disciples, and his master will have to kill people.

Xiangyun, which can only be controlled during the Void Return Stage, is naturally much faster than Feijian, but it still takes a few days to travel from Xujizhou to Yangxiazhou.Ci Jue was twirling the Buddhist beads, and when he was chanting the compassionate solution mantra for Feng Shao, his spiritual consciousness suddenly felt cold.

Returning to the Void Stage is already in the realm of great powers in Kyushu. Except for the four major sects who can have a few such great powers, it is impossible for other aristocratic families and small sects to have such great powers.But if it wasn't for returning to the void, who would dare to stab into the scope of his spiritual consciousness, and it would be so domineering and unexpected!

Feng Bai's whole body was filled with golden light, his tiger eyes were filled with anger and jealousy, he saw his uncle being embraced by someone!That person even touched his uncle's face!

How can uncle let others touch him?

How can you sleep so peacefully in someone else's arms!

Doesn't uncle worry about himself at all?

Uncle didn't come to him, is it because of this person?

In Uncle's mind, is there anyone more important than him?

It was as if something suddenly exploded in Feng Bai's body, unprecedented anger swept his whole body, as if it was about to burn, like a prairie fire, burning all over his body and mind.

No, my uncle said that I am the closest person to him, so... it's all this person's fault!

No one can rob him, the uncle belongs to him, he alone.

Yes, yes, no!

Feng Bai was full of murderous aura, he used all his strength and activated the God-gathering technique, with only one target.

Suddenly, a sense of danger floated up in the mind of Ci Jue, who was just suspicious, and subconsciously swept over.

A huge shadow, with an extremely dangerous aura, came from behind him at an astonishing speed!

Cijue's expression suddenly changed. This kind of spiritual attack is almost invisible, but as long as it is hit, it is much more tragic than hurting the physical body and the Dharma body.It's been a long, long time since he broke through and returned to the void... This time, he raised his eyebrows and sacrificed his staff.

However, before Cijue could make a move, that menacing attack suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Not a trace was left.

Cijue was even more puzzled, how dare he let the threats come and go without a trace, and immediately used his power to sweep away with his divine sense, but after a long time and a long distance, he still couldn't find a trace of his opponent.

In a certain cave thousands of miles away, Feng Bai, who was originally confident, had lost consciousness. Beside him stood a white-haired old man wearing a Bagua diagram.

The author has something to say: ※Small theater

※Feng Xiaobai: Uncle, you are mine, you are mine...

※Feng Xiaoshao: Uh... ah... you bastard!