In order to find clues about the burial pit of thousands of people, Ling Feng and his team continued to go deep into the Shadow Island, hoping to catch some high-level desolate corpses that were alone.
Strangely enough, when they didn't want to encounter them before, the zombies would always jump up and down in front of them desperately.
Now I wanted to catch the deserted corpse, but in the end, I went all the way without any hindrance. Not to mention the deserted corpse, I didn't even see a deserted hair.
The wind howled and the dust rolled.
Within the bloody Shadow Island space, there are huge skeletons everywhere.
I don’t know how long they walked forward, but finally, everyone arrived at a battlefield ruins filled with broken swords of various remnant soldiers.
"So many ancient magical weapons!"
Kuchiki Kenpachi's eyes lit up, and he immediately rushed forward excitedly, preparing to pull out one of the broken blades to take a look.
However, before he could grasp the weapon with his palm, the entire blade was cut off, as if it had turned into gravel, and disappeared into ashes.
Obviously, everything in this battlefield has actually been annihilated long ago, and only retains the state of final demise.
As long as it is lightly touched by an external force, the opportunity will directly turn into ashes.
"What a pity."
Kuchiki Kenpachi shook his head and sighed, if all these weapons could be brought back, even if they were all broken weapons, the smelting of those immortal ores would definitely be priceless.
"careful!"
Suddenly, Ling Feng's eyelids twitched and he yelled at Kuchiki Kenpachi.
Kuchiki Kenpachi's pupils suddenly shrank, because under the influence of the broken sword, he mistakenly thought that everything in front of him was an illusion and would be scattered at the touch of a touch, so he relaxed his vigilance.
But often crises lurk in such seemingly unprepared places.
Sure enough, a scalp-numbing ferocious laughter sounded, and then, a sharp and slender claw clawed hard at Kuchiki Kenpachi's neck.
"Fuck!"
Fortunately, Kuchiki Kenpachi got Ling Feng's reminder and reacted in time, quickly taking half a step back.
However, despite this, the sharp claws still rubbed Kuchiki Kenpachi's neck, directly wiping out a thin trace of blood.
In an instant, the terrifying power of desolation attached to the desolate corpse merged into Kuchiki Kenpachi's body along the wound.
His body shriveled up visibly to the naked eye.
At this rate, it wouldn't take more than ten breaths for him to turn into a withered skin!
"court death!"
Kuchiki Kenpachi's eyes widened. The mask of soul instantly attached to half of his cheek. He twitched the broad-edged sword with his backhand and slashed at the desolate corpse that sneaked up on Kuchiki Kenpachi.
At the same time, Ling Feng also quickly took action, directly took out a few golden needles, and sealed several large acupuncture points of Kuchiki Kenpachi.
In this way, the speed of Kuchiki Kenpachi's decay slowed down.
But even so, in just three breaths, Kuchiki Kenpachi's aura had become extremely weak, and all his energy and blood had been drained away.
"What a terrifying desolate atmosphere."
Ling Feng took a deep breath. If he had been even half a step too late, he was afraid that Kuchiki Kenpachi would have died directly. And when he "awakened" again, he would probably have been reduced to a desolate corpse with no emotion.
"Ling...General Secretary..."
Kuchiki Kenpachi's body trembled slightly, "Quickly...kill me quickly, I don't want to change...into..."
"Don't worry, Brother Kenpachi, I'm here. It's not that easy for you to turn into a corpse."
Ling Feng patted Kuchiki Kenpachi on the shoulder. Perhaps for others, it would be almost impossible to save them when this desolate air erodes into their bodies.
But Ling Feng was not afraid of the desolate atmosphere.
Even more, he can absorb the desolate energy and transform it into his own energy.
Kuchiki Kenpachi suddenly seemed to be grasping at straws, everyone wanted to live.
Even a tough guy like Kuchiki Kenpachi is not afraid of death, but if he can live, he will not easily give up even the slightest hope.
"Be careful and do not resist my power."
Ling Feng stared at Kuchiki Kenpachi and said in a deep voice.
Kuchiki Kenpachi clenched his fists and nodded with great difficulty.
Boom boom boom!
At the same time, Kurosaki Ikkuang's clothes violently blew up the corpse that had sneaked up on Kenpachi Kuchiki into pieces.
The mask of the soul was lifted, and Kurosaki rushed forward with a nervous look on his face, "Souji Ling, how are you? How is Kenpachi doing?"
His expression was extremely excited, and his voice was vibrating due to nervousness.
It can be seen that Kurosaki Ikkuang still cares about his brother Kuchiki Kenpachi.
"rest assured."
Ling Feng took a deep breath and gently placed his palms on Kuchiki Kenpachi's neck.
The desolate energy remaining on his neck was immediately inhaled by Ling Feng, but the desolate energy that invaded Kuchiki Kenpachi's internal organs was relatively troublesome.
The biggest characteristic of the desolate air is that it will fuse with the energy in the monk's body to produce a mixed poison.
This kind of poison is enough to kill an Ancestral Realm expert within ten breaths.
Although Ling Feng used Taixuan acupuncture to seal Kuchiki Kenpachi's acupuncture points, he was still unable to directly eliminate the toxin.
However, this is not difficult for Ling Feng.
With a thought, Ling Feng directly summoned Yu Xiaodie.
Xiaodie, who evolved from the Zhu Jing Ice Silkworm, was originally the nemesis of all poisons in the world.
Moreover, the more poisonous something is, the more she likes it.
By absorbing the poison, you can continue to evolve.
Xiaodie's talent is rare in the world.
"She...she is?"
Suddenly seeing a young girl appear in front of them, everyone's expressions changed slightly.
"Her name is Xiaodie."
Ling Feng said lightly: "It was originally a red-eyed ice silkworm that could resolve hundreds of poisons. Due to some chance, it broke out of its cocoon and became a butterfly."
Xiaodie now should be considered a demon clan.
The grade cannot be determined, but Ling Feng has reason to believe that as long as she continues to take poisonous substances, she may become more terrifying than the cheap donkey Zifeng in the future.
"Xiaodie?"
Mu Qianxue blinked, "Yu Xiaodie?"
Speaking of which, she learned about Xiaodie's existence from Yu Junyao's mouth.
The name Yu Xiaodie was also given by Yu Junyao.
She couldn't help but feel envious that Yu Junyao could follow Ling Feng and stay by his side without any worries.
But I have too many things I can't help myself with.
If she had stayed with Brother Ling back then, maybe Xiaodie should have been called Mu Xiaodie...
"Miss Jade has told you, right?"
Ling Feng glanced at Mu Qianxue and said calmly: "Xiaodie's ability is very powerful. As long as she is here, it won't be a big deal even if Brother Jianba's poison is ten times more powerful."
After saying that, Ling Feng gently pinched Xiaodie's cheek and said softly: "Xiaodie, go and dissolve the toxins in his body."
"Uh-huh……"
Xiaodie nodded obediently. Now she has the wisdom of a ten-year-old child and can also speak some simple sentences and vocabulary.
However, since she spends most of her time sleeping in the Five Elements Heavenly Palace, digesting the remaining poison in her body, she has little chance to learn human language.
However, this is actually a good thing.
Otherwise, if Xiaodie hangs out with the cheap donkeys all day long, I'm afraid another cheap donkey will be born soon.
After all, Xiao Qiongqi is a bloody example!
This little guy was simply led astray by a bitch.
Except for the strange appearance, the other parts are almost carved out of the same mold as the cheap donkey.
Even Zifeng is a little more ruffian like Bitch.
Ling Feng didn't want Xiaodie, a little cotton-padded jacket, to follow the bad example of the bitch and become the number one female hooligan.
I saw Xiaodie slowly squatting down in front of Kuchiki Kenpachi, and gently pressed Kuchiki Kenpachi's chest with a pair of jade-colored palms.
After a while, a brownish-yellow breath poured into Yu Xiaodie's body bit by bit along her palm.
Kuchiki Kenpachi's complexion also recovered bit by bit at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Ling Feng removed several elixirs for restoring vitality and blood at the same time and stuffed them directly into Kuchiki Kenpachi's mouth.
After a while, Kuchiki Kenpachi, who was already thin and shriveled, "inflated" little by little like an inflated balloon.
Soon, it returned to its original state.
It's just that he's still a little weak.
After Xiaodie absorbed the toxins in Kenpachi Kuchiki's body, she began to become a little drowsy again.
There is no doubt that Xiaodie will evolve again after this.
Ling Feng sent Xiaodie back to the Five Elements Heavenly Palace, and then took Kuchiki Kenpachi's pulse again, and said with a smile: "How about it, Brother Kenpachi, I said that with me here, it won't be easy for you to die.
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"I, Kuchiki Kenpachi, will never forget your life-saving grace!"
Kuchiki Kenpachi struggled to get up and bowed deeply towards Ling Feng.
Kurosaki Yikuang also cast a grateful look at Ling Feng.
If the two of them were still somewhat wary of Ling Feng before, after this incident, they already regarded Ling Feng as a companion they could completely trust and rely on.
"Since we have formed an alliance now, we are all in the same boat, so why bother saying thank you?"
Ling Feng smiled faintly, looked back at the corpse of the high-level desolate corpse in front of him that had been torn apart, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It's a pity that a high-level desolate corpse finally came to the door..."
"Forehead……"
Kurosaki couldn't help but blush. In the state of Soul Mask, his temperament would become more impatient. In the moment of excitement and anger, he completely forgot about getting clues.
"It doesn't matter, the most indispensable thing in Shadow Island is probably high-level desolate corpses."
Ling Feng shook his head and smiled, and the others took a short rest before embarking on the journey again.
…
"Haha, fresh blood food!"
There was a burst of ferocious laughter, and then, several desolate corpses with blood-colored wings flew quickly from a distance.
Ling Feng and the others looked at each other, one by one, and directly captured the desolate corpses.
With the comprehensive combat strength of their team, ordinary ninth-level and tenth-level desolate corpses would not be able to harm them at all.
In contrast, Duanmu Bai, the second best among the Ten Blades, has become a complete accessory, dispensable.
Therefore, he remained taciturn along the way and took on some tasks of cleaning up the battlefield.
In short, it means taking back the Wild Blood Essence Stone and then distributing it to Ling Feng and Kurosaki Ikkuang.
This time, everyone captured a total of three desolate corpses, all of which were tenth-level desolate corpses.
Without saying a word, Ling Feng directly used the memory reading ability of the Eye of Heaven.
In his eyes, the yin and yang fish floated, and the divine patterns of heaven condensed. Ling Feng directly and ruthlessly invaded the spiritual sea of these desolate corpses with his own spiritual thoughts.
It's a pity that when the brains of the three desolate corpses exploded because they couldn't withstand the invasion of Ling Feng's spiritual thoughts, Ling Feng couldn't get any valuable clues.
"How about it?"
Kurosaki glanced at Ling Feng and asked in a deep voice.
"Nothing found."
Ling Feng shook his head, "The memory of the tenth-level desolate corpse is still too vague, and it is very short-lived. It is almost only the desire for food and flesh and blood."
"this……"
Everyone's expressions froze. If this happened, wouldn't their clues be interrupted?
"However, luckily, I got some information about King Huangling."
Ling Feng's face condensed and he said calmly: "On top of the tenth-level desolate corpse are the desolate spirit kings. These desolate spirit kings are the rulers of this shadow island. They must know something."
"That makes sense!"
Everyone nodded and agreed with Ling Feng's statement.
"Coincidentally, these desolate corpses are all subordinates of the desolate spirit king named Cyrus. In their memories, there is still information about returning to the desolate spirit king's lair."
Ling Feng smiled faintly, with a curve on the corner of his mouth. Apparently, he already had an idea in his mind.