Widths of pure high-intensity spiritual energy passed through the right palm and entered Fang Yu's meridians.
This feeling is exactly the same as when absorbing spiritual veins!
The energy ball in front of me, which is only the size of a head, has a high-intensity spiritual energy content, which is the sum of the eight spiritual veins!
Although the eight spiritual veins themselves are not particularly large, the total amount added is the biggest time Fang Yu has encountered in his life!
"Although the environment here is harsh, it is better to be quiet, and no one can disturb me." Fang Yu thought to himself, "I'll stay here for ten or eight days and absorb this energy ball intact."
When Fang Yu was very excited, the high-intensity spiritual energy he absorbed into his body was sucked into the meridians for a period of time and then poured into the sphere where the dragon and phoenix blended.
At this time, the little golden dragon and the little fire phoenix suddenly stopped rotating. They stood there in a normal posture and opened their mouths.
That aura just entered their mouths.
At the same time, Fang Yu felt a warm feeling coming from his dantian.
High-intensity spiritual energy... was directly absorbed!
In the past, he wanted to absorb the high-intensity spiritual energy from the spiritual veins. He had to pour the spiritual energy into the dantian first, and then spend a lot of time to refine the high-intensity spiritual energy.
But this time, after entering the meridians in his body for one cycle, the high-intensity spiritual energy was directly transformed into his cultivation! It saved the big step of refining!
"What's going on?"
Fang Yu, who was originally focusing on the operation of the Spirit-Devouring Art, was stunned for a moment and immediately looked inside.
Then, he saw the illusion of dragons and phoenixes in his body.
"The high-intensity spiritual energy directly entered their mouths... Could it be that they refined it on my behalf?" Fang Yu opened his eyes wide and was surprised.
To be honest, although it has absorbed the origin of the dragon and the origin of the phoenix, the presence of this pair of dragon and phoenix has never been very high.
Because Fang Yu himself is not used to using power other than the physical body.
Not long ago, when he was in a conversation with Yi Duanliu, Fang Yu tried to use the sacred power brought by the divine dragon.
That attempt made Fang Yu feel uncomfortable. At the same time, he also knew that his degree of integration with the origin of the Dragon was not high.
Now, in addition to the origin of the dragon, there is also the origin of the phoenix in the body.
For fusion, this obviously increases the difficulty.
Moreover, although he has the origin of two divine beasts in his body, Fang Yu does not feel the existence of these two for most of the time.
But from today's perspective, the degree of integration between Fang Yu and them seems to have improved to a certain extent during this period.
When he was fighting with the Dead King just now, a layer of golden light suddenly appeared on Fang Yu's body that could block the aura... and now, high-intensity spiritual energy does not need to be refined and is directly absorbed.
These... must be the role of the origin of dragons and phoenixes.
"The spiritual energy was swallowed by them, but it was transformed into my cultivation... From this point of view, they seemed to be one with me, and the degree of fusion seemed to be pretty good?" Fang Yu thought to himself.
Fang Yu could only explore these questions slowly by himself, and no one could tell him the answer.
After all, people who have the origins of two divine beasts in their bodies are also unique in the entire history.
"Forget it, don't worry about it for now." Fang Yu put aside the doubts in his mind and focused on absorbing the spiritual energy in the energy ball in front of him.
Since high-intensity spiritual energy no longer needs to be refined... then the absorption speed can continue to increase!
"I wonder if the Dead King can feel... it won't treat me as excrement and force it out of my body, right?" Fang Yu's mouth curled up, showing a playful smile, and thought to himself.
...
Perhaps it is because the spiritual energy in the energy ball is too huge, and Fang Yu's absorption of it will be difficult for a short period of time.
The Necromancer's attention at this time was all on the people falling in the air.
"Holy Light Group?" the Dead King said in a deep voice.
"Yes, Your Majesty the Emperor, the Holy Light Group, I mentioned it to you before. They have eliminated a large number of undead spirits in these four hundred years." Gary said with a gleam in his eyes.
"It's just right." The Dead King suddenly laughed and said to the sky, "Today, I will kill them all and announce the return of the Dead Lord!"
"You still want to return! With our Holy Light Group here, you can't get out of the Chimera Snowfield today!"
A strong man in a luxurious purple robe shouted.
He is one of the deputy heads of the Holy Light Group, Josen Holland. He comes from the top family in the Western Regions and the Holland family.
Qiao Sen held a heavy sword and exuded a fierce aura on his body. Before he could land, he rushed towards the Dead King.
"Jo Sen, don't worry!" the man in white robe shouted.
This person's name is Bell Louis, who comes from the Louis royal family and is also a deputy commander.
Although Bell had already stopped him, Qiao Sen rushed towards the Necromancer King without hesitation.
He claimed to be the number one man in the Holy Light Group, and in the past, he didn't take too much effort to kill the spirits.
Therefore, he didn't take the Dead King in front of him seriously.
"You have been hiding for more than twenty years! Today, I will use the sword of glory from our Holland family to give you the fattest blow!" Qiao Sen roared, holding the sword in both hands.
"boom!"
The heavy sword in his hand ignited a bright firework.
Qiao Sen rushed to the front of the Dead King, raised the heavy sword, and slashed the head of the Dead King!
At this time, the members of the Holy Light Group who were slowly falling behind, and the Violets bound in the air, all opened their eyes wide.
The heavy sword is about to touch the head of the Dead King, and the Dead King seems to have no chance to avoid it!
"Wait!"
The next second, the heavy sword slashed the head of the Dead King.
"good!"
Some members of the Holy Light Group subconsciously exclaimed.
But two seconds later, their faces changed.
After Qiao Sen's sword was cut down, the Dead King did not respond at all!
It just floated in the air, motionless.
Qiao Sen's face changed slightly, she gritted her teeth, raised the heavy sword, and wanted to slash down again.
"Joson, retreat immediately!" Bell yelled behind.
But at this time, it was already late.
"Wait!"
The Dead King suddenly raised his right hand and held the sword body of the heavy sword in Qiao Sen's hand.
"Sword of Glory?" The Dead King's face was like a skeleton, and there was no expression.
Qiao Sen let out an angry roar, trying his best to pull the heavy sword out of the Necromancer King's hand.
"Click!"
But in the next second, the Necromancer's hand was held with force, and the blade of the heavy sword shattered instantly!
Seeing this scene, Qiao Sen's face changed drastically, her eyes widened.
This is a sword passed down from generation to generation by their Holland family. It was made of a famous sword-casting master at that time, using dozens of rare metal materials...
This sword is not only a weapon, but also represents the heritage and glory of the Holland family!
Qiao Sen came with this sword today to kill the last undead spirit of the spirit clan. He wrote a lot of strokes on the glory of the Holland family!
He never dreamed that this sword... would be destroyed in this way!
"You..." Qiao Sen's eyes were red and he looked at the Dead King.
At this time, the Necromancer raised his hand again and held Qiao Sen's body.
"ah……"
Josen wanted to break free, but the greater the power he used, the greater the power of the hand!
"Rescue Deputy Commander Qiao Sen immediately!" Bell said with an ugly face.
"yes!"
The members of the Holy Light Group who had just landed rushed towards the Dead King.
At this time, Bell took out a caller and sent out an emergency call for help.
The current situation is more dangerous than he originally thought.
What they are facing is no longer the ordinary undead spirits in the past, but a huge undead spirit who can make sounds!
Qiao Sen's strength is one of the top in the Holy Light Group.
But in front of this special undead spirit, he didn't even have the power to fight back, and even the family's inheritance sword was destroyed!
"ah……"
Just as Bell sent a signal, even more shrill screams came from the front.
"Click..."
Qiao Sen, who was held in the hands of the Dead King, heard a sound of bone shattering from his body.
Qiao Sen's face turned purple, and his face was covered with blood vessels that were rising.
"puff!"
The next second, his head flew out, and a large pool of blood splashed out from the hands of the Necromancer, carrying internal organs.
Seeing this scene, the members of the Holy Light Group who were rushing towards the Necromancer stopped and looked at the black shadow in the sky in horror.
Chapter completed!