The gray and white dead aura, which belongs to the power of hungry ghosts, and the supreme dead aura hidden deep in Xuan Qingxuan's bloodline, finally merged into Zhang Yifeng's palm.
In this gray and white dead energy, although the supreme dead energy could be swallowed up, it could not be completely melted. With the mixture of the two, Zhang Yifeng felt that the power of the hungry ghost seemed to have been defiled.
The hungry ghost power itself was struggling, conveying a sense of anger, and frantically biting the surrounding space and even its own body, wanting to tear the supreme death aura to pieces.
Zhang Yifeng touched his chin and looked at the black line that was pumping like a blood vessel on the gray and dead air.
In front of him, Xuan Qingxuan's face turned ashen, and his death energy was even more serious. Zhang Yifeng pointed out that under the transformation of the body of immortals and demons, the demonic energy turned into a vast fairy energy and poured into Xuan Qingxuan's body, turning into pure vitality, filling his bloodline.
After a long time, Xuan Qingxuan's face returned to blood, but her cultivation level fell to the Great Perfection of the Immortal Lord Realm.
As Xuan Qingxuan opened her eyes, the shackles in her body faded, and the feeling of brightness made Xuan Qingxuan clearly feel the difference.
"It's that simple?"
I looked at my palms, looked inside, and felt the changes in my body. My beautiful eyes were filled with incredible words.
"Simple? I'm afraid it's not that simple."
Zhang Yifeng placed the gray and dead aura in front of Xuan Qingxuan. The dirty aura lingered on it shocked Xuan Qingxuan.
Although the Beiwu Ao tribe is a demon clan, its bloodline is the god in the heavenly way, and its body is contaminated with divinity. This is also why the people of the Beiwu Ao tribe are convinced that their bloodlines are invincible.
But the filthy meaning in the death breath in front of him seemed extremely ferocious. Xuan Qingxuan couldn't imagine that just now, such a thing was hidden in her body.
"I realize that this power seems to come from the future."
"future?!"
Xuan Qingxuan said in surprise, and Zhang Yifeng nodded: "Who did you provoke a thousand years ago?"
"The Ao tribe never leaves Guixu. Not to mention provoking other tribes, even if other tribes come to the door, we don't care. Guixu is hidden in the abyss, and no one can hurt me at all. How can we provoke others?"
After a long time, Zhang Yifeng grew a breath of turbid air: "I can solve this curse obstacle in body and mind, but I have to cut the grass to eliminate the roots. Now there are less than 300 people left in the Ao clan. This matter may not be the end. If there is another change, it may be a disaster for the extermination of the clan."
"I am grateful for the great kindness and great virtue."
"No need to be grateful for anything, you and I will just take each of you and I will take the right one."
As Zhang Yifeng waved his hand, the world of nothingness was retracted into Zhang Yifeng's palm and disappeared. The gray and white dead energy merged with the dirty air. Zhang Yifeng did not dare to let him return to the origin of the hungry ghost power. He threw it casually and threw it to the Sixteen Saints of Ji.
The hungry ghost's power mixed with the filth of the supreme death aura and merged into the Sixteen Saints. The simple sword body immediately spread a layer of blood lines that seemed to be dense.
"This is the trouble that your Ao tribe is suffering from."
Zhang Yifeng spoke slowly and looked at the people around him.
At this moment, Xuan Qingxuan stood among the clan members, feeling as if she was standing among the pile of corpses.
Just now, when the Supreme Death Aura had not yet left his body, Xuan Qingxuan could not sense the changes in his body, nor could he sense the changes in his tribesmen.
But now that the Supreme Death Aura is stripped away, even though he falls to the holy realm, Xuan Qingxuan senses the nearly infinite life span that belongs to the Ao tribe and is back.
With such a blessing of life span, Xuan Qingxuan and the tribesmen around him were completely different.
This perception not only happened to Xuan Qingxuan, but also, including Xuan Ziding, Xuan Qing Teng and others, they also noticed the difference between Xuan Qingxuan.
"Sister, he, did he really do it?"
"good."
"But it's been too long..."
Xuan Zi Ding suddenly spoke, and Zhang Yifeng frowned slightly: "Too long? How long does it take?"
"A full month has passed since the black and white transparent space condensed until you come out."
After the words came, Zhang Yifeng and Xuan Qingxuan looked at each other, and both of them saw the disbelief in each other's eyes.
"If it weren't for the space that my elder sister's aura would have always existed, I would have broken through that space long ago."
Now that I saw that Zhang Yifeng could really help the Ao clan break the blood source curse barrier, Xuan Qingteng's tone also eased a little.
Zhang Yifeng frowned slightly: "I'm afraid it's really related to the long river of time. The change of this matter is very strange. If you don't trace the root and solve the problem, you may find peace in the Ao clan."
When Zhang Yifeng expressed his guess in front of everyone, the people of the Ao tribe all showed shock and anger on their faces.
The enemy of the future?
This is something they never imagined.
Zhang Yifeng said slowly: "I don't have so much time to heal you here. There are 300 tribe members, each of which is more than a month, which is nearly ten years.
For you Ao tribe, there are not many ten years, but ten years are too long for me."
As he said that, Zhang Yifeng stretched out his hand and raised it high. In an instant, the law of the evil-calling Dao rose up, and the phantoms of the three ghost emperors appeared. When the bodies of this powerful emperor in the imperial realm were reflected in the palace of the Beiwu Ao tribe, in an instant, in the dark abyss underground in the palace, two dragon roars sounded.
That was the powerful emperor of the Northern Wu Ao clan.
Zhang Yifeng frowned slightly: "Old Turtle, I am here to help you Ao tribe overcome difficulties, don't make things unhappy!"
After the law of calling evil spirits lasted for a while, Zhang Yifeng felt his body begin to collapse inch by inch.
It is too forced to use this law of calling evil spirits in the Great Perfect Realm of the Immortal Emperor.
But as Zhang Yifeng finished speaking, the two dragon roars merged into Zhang Yifeng's body and turned into a golden barrier with azure glowing light, which was extremely magical.
When this barrier fell on Zhang Yifeng's body, he was calm, and even the consumption of the evil-calling Taoist rule did not seem to exist.
Feeling this power, Zhang Yifeng grinned: "Thank you, old turtle!"
"Summon all the Ao tribe members and use the power of their souls to guide the hungry ghosts into their bodies. I will help you and others to break the spell barrier!"
Such blood source mantra barriers cannot be used, and the elixirs and techniques cannot be used. Only by swallowing them violently can they be completely cured.
After the words came, the three ghost emperors settled, and the vast power of the imperial realm swept across the entire Guixu land.
Soon, the hungry ghosts' power poured into the bodies of 284 Ao tribes.
In an instant, the power of spiritual consciousness, which was as numerous as a cow, poured into Zhang Yifeng's sea of ​​consciousness.
"Boom boom boom!"
For a moment, a roar sounded in Zhang Yifeng's sea of ​​consciousness, and two hundred and eighty-four spiritual senses of the Ao clan were almost tearing apart Zhang Yifeng's sea of ​​consciousness.
Chapter completed!