It is indeed an extremely pure dark attribute aura!
Fei Ling couldn't help but admire, and immediately sat down on the big table in the center of the formation. Fortunately, I also have a secret talent, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to do anything with this spiritual energy! After thinking about it, I began to absorb it without ceremony.
The entire magic circle activated itself at the moment he absorbed it, and the spiritual energy that had been in the air for a long time quickly gathered again, poured down like a tide, and rushed straight to the center of the magic circle. The children who were tied to the seventy-seven pillars,
At this moment, they were also stimulated to wake up, groaning in pain, and their last life force was rapidly passing away.
The magic circle set up with the vitality of seventy-seven monks at the spirit-building realm and above is extremely powerful at this moment!
Feiling hungrily devoured a large amount of dark attribute spiritual energy, 800 Holy Power, 1000 Holy Power, late stage of the Spirit Gathering Realm, peak of the Spirit Gathering Realm! Still a little short of it! When the Holy Power was close to 00, the entire magic circle stopped functioning.
The blood mist gradually dissipated, and seventy-seven pillars appeared clearly in front of us. The monks and students on the pillars could not move again. Their vitality was exhausted and they would die soon.
It's still a little bit close, what a pity! Fei Ling felt depressed for a while. But I haven't tried that method yet, maybe I can break through soon?
Huh? Wait!
He changed his mind and looked at the children beside the formation.
There are still seven or eight students lying around the magic circle. The magic circle was not used this time. It seems that it should be the so-called spare sacrifice! In this case, why don't I try it on them? It just happens to be a thorough one.
Silence!
He slowly walked towards one of the children and observed carefully. "The runes engraved on these little ghosts can seal their magic power and make it easier for them to be absorbed by others. It seems that they are specially used for sacrifices."
!" Fei Ling couldn't help but murmured. After saying this, he grabbed a child with his holy power, and five strands of spiritual energy roared out of him and rushed towards the slightly struggling student.
Five ghosts capture the soul!
This is the conclusion that Fei Ling came to when he tested the Holy Spirit Stone that day! Directly absorbing the Holy Spirit Stone will not have much effect on him unless a large amount of high-quality Holy Spirit Stone is used. But Five Ghost Soul Seizing is a dark attribute skill.
It can absorb the monk's mana to replenish itself, and when absorbing it, it is also converted into dark attributes! So Feiling directly tried to use this level 4 spell to absorb the Holy Spirit Stone, and found that the effect was even better than absorbing it directly! So he immediately thought, if he uses this
If a skill can directly suck a monk dry, will it be able to quickly improve oneself?
But attacking the monks directly would be risky. After all, his strength is not strong enough, he is only in the middle stage of gathering souls. He doesn't want to do anything too outrageous and be targeted by some high-level monks. That's why he is going to pick up the wanted ones.
The purpose of this mission is to absorb more holy power in the name of eradicating evil!
It’s true that someone will give you a pillow when you feel sleepy. Although this time is extremely thrilling, the harvest is quite fruitful.
After a while, the student in his hand was also drained, and he quickly moved to the next one.
Not bad! Holy Power 00 has arrived. Let’s go back and take a short rest before breaking through to the realm of spirit refining! Fei Ling thought with a happy face.
There's only one left, suck him and go out. I'm afraid the gang of brats outside will be scared to death, right?
Corpses were everywhere! Feiling was pacing leisurely in the entire circle, and the corpses of the students around him slowly stiffened in the night. These children, who dreamed of becoming monks, experienced many challenges and came with great opportunities.
He had reached this point with his talent. However, he died in this humble task, and all his talent and mana were taken away for others to enjoy.
"On the path of a monk, the weak will prey on the strong. Once you embark on it, you must be prepared to be deprived of everything!" Fei Ling looked at the tragic scene in front of him, but his face was not moved at all. He just whispered to himself, "I have been in the academy since I was a child.
Growing up has its advantages and disadvantages! It is easy to grow up in the early stage, but it is extremely fragile when faced with a life and death battle! This is also the hidden danger of the Holy Spirit Continent currently cultivating a large number of monks!"
As he said that, he slowly stopped in front of the last living child, and a force of magic lifted him up. Fei Ling's goal of promotion had been achieved, and he was not in a hurry to do anything at this time. He looked at the child carefully.
This child looks about twelve or three years old. He has reached the realm of soul-building at a young age. He can be considered a genius! Now he has his eyes closed tightly, his whole body is twitching slightly, and his whole body is stained red with blood. His immature body
Runes were ruthlessly carved into it, and blood-red wounds criss-crossed the white skin, which was particularly shocking.
"This kid looks a bit like Junjun!" Fei Ling looked at his appearance carefully. His soft black hair, handsome face, and long eyelashes really looked a bit like Jiajun. He was murmuring.
While talking to himself, the child struggled to open his eyes. When his eyes fell on Fei Ling, a look of eager longing flashed in the corners of his eyes. The corners of his mouth trembled slightly, as if he wanted to open them with all his strength, but he couldn't.
No strength left.
"Do you want me to save you?" Fei Ling looked at him. The child's expectant gaze became more obvious, and the corners of his mouth seemed to move again.
Fei Ling was silent, and there seemed to be a wave of emotion in his heart. The hand he slowly raised stopped in mid-air, appearing unsteady. This child who looked like Jiajun made him feel a trace of affection.
It doesn't matter if you save him, right? He didn't see anything anyway...
Thinking like this, Fei Ling was about to put down his hand. At this moment, a picture deeply impressed in his mind clearly appeared again...
On the fifth level of the demon world, a huge figure glowing with dazzling white light descended.
The majestic holy power swept across, and a large number of demonic troops were directly crushed to death.
"Young Master! Go quickly! The immortal human clone has arrived!" A middle-aged magician pushed the flying spirit out, and two flying winged beasts fell from the sky, "Take the young master to the sixth floor! An immortal clone, you don't dare to
Go to the sixth floor."
"No! I'm with you!" Fei Ling roared with pain on his face, determined not to leave, "I can already sacrifice the demon in the Demon King's realm and fight with that immortal clone!"
"No! Young Master, if you force a sacrifice, I'm afraid your vitality will be greatly reduced!" The middle-aged magician was extremely anxious, "What's more, just a sacrifice, how many devils at the demon king level can be summoned? The immortal clone is at least a cultivator in the legendary realm.
Why!"
"Young Master, don't let anything happen to you! The rise of our clan depends on you!" A man jumped up from a flying winged beast and knelt down directly in front of Feiling, "Young Master! With so many generations of blood inheritance,
I finally succeeded with you! If you want to avenge your people, you only need to break through to the legendary realm, and even the human saints will not be able to do anything to you!"
"We can't hold it off any longer, let's go!" The middle-aged magician couldn't help but drag Fei Ling up. He was also at the peak of Demon General's cultivation, and directly put Fei Ling on the flying winged beast.
"No!!!" Fei Ling's last glance saw the clone of the immortal realm, smashing the family houses where he had lived for many years into pieces one by one. All the clan members did not leave, and one after another they blocked the powerful
In front of the figure, he used his life to buy a little time for his escape. "Human! We are irreconcilable!"
When this scene came to Fei Ling's mind, his whole body trembled, and his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes. Among the fallen tribesmen, there were his closest parents, brothers, and childhood playmates who grew up with him.
, and his beloved girl before he had time to confess his feelings. They all died! He died to protect himself, the young master with a thousand-year blood heritage!
"Why should I save you, human being?" Fei Ling raised his head and stared at the child with vicious eyes. After spitting out the last two words, a trace of despair flashed in the child's eyes...