The hand that suddenly rested on his shoulder was very slender, the skin was dark blue, and extremely cold, like a dead hand.
Ye Feng turned his head slightly and saw the strange hand on his shoulder from behind. His pupils shrank suddenly, and then a torrent of blood burst out all over his body, and he yelled: "What kind of monster is it? Give me its true form."
Show off!!"
boom!
A powerful light of energy and blood, as powerful as the blazing sun, burst out from Ye Feng's body. He instantly took a step forward and quickly moved away from the strange thing behind him.
"This is……"
But the moment Ye Feng turned around and saw the owner of the death-like hands behind his back, his expression suddenly changed.
Standing behind him at this time was actually Senior Leng Qingqiu!
However, at this time, this peerless female palace master no longer had the cold and holy appearance of the past, but her skin was very pale, her slender hands were all black and blue, her originally beautiful face was also very pale, and her eyes were very pale.
It was pitch black, but with a hint of green light, it looked like...
"This is rigor mortis!"
With a swish sound, the old golden dragon jumped out of the spirit beast bag.
It widened its eyes and stared at the strange state of Leng Qingqiu not far away. It couldn't help but turned pale and said in shock: "How is this possible? It was fine before, why did it turn into a strange state like rigor mortis tonight?"
Ye Feng's eyes were also extremely horrified, staring at Leng Qingqiu not far away, and said: "rigor mortis? Why did a high-ranking immortal realm power suddenly turn into rigor mortis?"
But the situation is not too bad at this time, because Leng Qingqiu has turned into this weird rigor mortis state. He doesn't seem to be hostile to himself. He just stands in the dimness of this wooden house, wandering like a ghost. Just now he was just
He accidentally touched his shoulder.
"What's this smell?"
At this time, Ye Feng suddenly sensed with his powerful soul power that Leng Qingqiu's whole body was exuding an aura that he was very familiar with.
"It's the dark aura of the Abi Hell Sword!"
Ye Feng suddenly exclaimed and looked at Old Jinlong.
"Abi Hell Sword, what does it mean?"
Old Jinlong looked a little surprised and said: "I have heard of this sword. It is very ancient. It is said that it is the dark sword of the Lord of Hell in Abi Hell, which ranks among the top among thousands of hells."
Ye Feng's eyes flickered and he said: "In order to completely kill the ancestor of the Yu tribe that day, Leng Qingqiu used a set of dark moves that made me feel very frightened while her body was seriously injured, and her own inheritance of the ancient plain girl
The skill is completely different. Leng Qingqiu held the Abi Hell Sword in his hand and slashed with an aura of darkness and fear. The ancestor of the Tianyu clan was instantly killed and even dragged into another terrifying dark dimension.
In the space, it was devoured by countless transparent demons."
When Lao Jinlong heard what Ye Feng said, his eyelids suddenly trembled and he said, "Is there such a thing?"
At this time, it looked at Leng Qingqiu, who was wandering aimlessly in the dark wooden house not far away, like a lifeless dark rigor mortis, which looked extremely weird.
Old Jinlong thought for a while, and then said solemnly: "I have a bold guess."
Ye Feng's eyes moved and he said: "What guess?"
Old Jinlong said slowly: "This Leng Qingqiu is probably not just a human race. Deep in her body, there may be blood of the race from the dark region flowing. And if what you said, Ye Feng, is true, this Leng Qingqiu's
That sword is really the legendary Sword of Abi Hell. It is estimated that her origin is very terrifying. She may be the descendant of the Lord of Abi Hell, and for some reason, she was left in the world."
Ye Feng was slightly shocked when he heard Lao Jinlong's guess.
He looked at Leng Qingqiu, who was wandering in the dark wooden house like a corpse, and asked aloud: "Then what's wrong with her current state?"
Lao Jinlong said: "Maybe she used forbidden magic weapons and moves like the Abi Hell Sword when she was seriously injured. Although she instantly killed a top-level mid-level ancestor of the Tianyu clan, she also left a huge legacy.
hidden dangers."
Ye Feng looked at Lao Jinlong and said in surprise: "You mean, Leng Qingqiu is the sequelae left after using the Abi Hell Sword?"
Old Jinlong nodded, smiled and said: "Although this dark rigor mortis state is strange, it seems not to be offensive at all. It is just a kind of aimless wandering, which is equivalent to some mortals sleeping in the mortal world of your human race.
It will be like sleepwalking afterward.”
Hearing this, Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief, but he looked at Leng Qingqiu, who was wandering in the dark wooden house in a state of rigor mortis, and said, "How long will this weird state last?"
Old Jinlong touched his chin with his golden claws, slapped his mouth, and said: "This...it's hard to judge. It may last for a few months, or it may only last for one night."
Ye Feng's face twitched fiercely and said: "Maybe it will last for a few months? No!"
Old Jinlong shook his head, patted Ye Feng's shoulder with his dragon paw, and said, "Go back to sleep. You have no choice but to wait."
After saying that, the old golden dragon jumped into the spirit beast bag on Ye Feng's waist, and his voice came out: "Ye Feng, if you have time, go find some fire-attribute heaven and earth spiritual pressure, or fire-attribute spirit stones, spirit crystals, fairy stones
Whatever, please get more, this little Black Fire Kirin is not big, but it eats really hard, I am almost exhausted."
Ye Feng nodded and said: "Okay, I understand. If you teach Xiao Huo well, you will most likely be the godfather of a starry sky overlord who controls all the worlds in the future."
"Godfather? Don't forget that before I became a godfather, I already became a pauper, and then died of poverty."
Old Jinlong murmured in the spirit beast bag, and then fell silent.
Ye Feng looked at Leng Qingqiu wandering in the dark wooden house and prepared to leave first.
But at this time, he noticed that the food on the small round table in the room, three plates of dishes, two bowls of rice, and the bowls and chopsticks cut out of sandalwood had not been touched, and the food was already cold.
Apparently Leng Qingqiu hasn't eaten yet and is waiting for him to come back.
Ye Feng was silent for a moment, and then did not leave. Instead, he found a chair in the wooden house and sat down. While practicing martial arts and comprehending the laws of immortality, he left part of his mind to focus on Leng Qingqiu, who was wandering around in the wooden house.
, watch her and don’t let her run around.
One night passed quickly.
To Ye Feng's relief, when it was almost early in the morning, Leng Qingqiu finally dissipated the rigor mortis-like black and blue color from his body, became white and holy again, and then he lay down on the bed in the room with his eyes closed.
.
"call."
Ye Feng took a deep breath, turned around and walked out of the wooden house, went to the valley outside, found a place and started practicing martial arts moves.
"The Great Desolate Prisoner of Heaven's Hand!"
Ye Feng suddenly displayed this powerful inheritance from the Lord of the Wilderness to the distance. It is a third-level immortal martial arts, not much weaker than the inheritance of the Queen of Yaochi.
"Buzz!"
Ye Feng pressed towards a thousand-mile lake outside the valley from the air. Suddenly, the clear blue sky over the lake dimmed. The vitality of the world was turbulent. A big hand covered the sky, and the darkness seemed to be able to cover the entire world.
They were all imprisoned and bombarded all at once.
Boom!!
The earth-shaking roar suddenly sounded in the distance.
In that vast lake that was thousands of miles away, all the water was evaporated in one fell swoop, and a huge handprint was blasted out of the earth, which sunk thousands of meters into the ground. The scene was very shocking and terrifying.
In the valley, looking at the destructive power in the distance, Ye Feng couldn't help but nodded, with a satisfied smile on his lips.
"It's very good. You understand the martial arts inheritance very quickly. It seems that you are not only powerful in combat, but also mentally and spiritually strong."
Suddenly, an ethereal and cold female voice came from not far away.
Ye Feng's eyes moved and he looked in the direction of the wooden house. He immediately saw Leng Qingqiu wearing a green dress, with a perfect figure, black hair like ink, scattered on the snow-white shoulders, beautiful eyes like black gems,
The body is crystal clear, exuding a faint holy light, and looks extremely elegant and sacred.
But at this time, Ye Feng thought of the dim wooden house last night. Under the dim moonlight, Leng Qingqiu was in a state of rigor mortis. His whole body was pale, his hands were black and blue, there was no breath of life, and he was full of a kind of rigor mortis.
A dark and deep eerie feeling.
Ye Feng immediately shook his head at this time, temporarily putting aside the strange scene that flashed in his mind, and smiled at Leng Qingqiu not far away: "Senior Leng is so ridiculous, my achievements are nothing compared to Senior Leng's
It’s just like a child playing with a sword.”
Leng Qingqiu didn't seem to know that she had become rigor mortis last night. She looked normal and walked not far from Ye Feng. She smiled and said: "You don't have to be modest. If you reach the same level of cultivation as me, you will probably
You are even more amazing and beautiful than me."
Leng Qingqiu herself is a peerless female palace master, and the inheritor of ancient pure women. She is a powerful figure in the Tongtian Divine Dynasty, and is a stunningly talented and beautiful woman in the Divine Dynasty.
For Ye Feng to receive such an evaluation from Leng Qingqiu, it is already considered an extremely high evaluation.
Ye Feng saw that Leng Qingqiu was as usual and didn't seem to know everything about last night. He was thinking about whether to tell Leng Qingqiu about last night's strange state.
But after thinking about it, Ye Feng felt that this matter was too secretive, so he decided not to tell Leng Qingqiu for the time being.
To be continued...