Traveling through Xiuxian Wen's female supporting role

Chapter 302 Unsealing
Feng Mochen carried her and fell to the ground. Seeing that she was seriously injured, he gave her a ninth-level nine-turn Tianxin Pill to drink. Then he held her and looked at her face carefully and almost greedily. He didn't even feel that he was separated. , suddenly when they met, I realized how much he missed her.

Qing Zhi felt extremely uncomfortable under his scorching gaze, her ears were reddish, she looked away dodgingly, coughed and said, "Let me go."

Feng Mochen smiled lowly, and let her go obediently, "Find a safe place, and leave the rest to me."

Qing Zhi nodded, looking at him inexplicably at ease.

Feng Mochen looked at Yifeng Yijiao, who had moved the battlefield into the air. He moved and was about to go up when he heard the word "be careful" coming from behind him. The corner of his mouth curled up with a smile in his eyes. He flew straight into the air without looking back.

Seeing this, Qing Zhi thought he hadn't heard.After all, this black flood dragon is more powerful than distraction, and he doesn't know how much of his cultivation can be exerted now, thinking of this, he is full of worry.

"Feng Mochen, this black flood dragon's cultivation is close to merging, you...be careful." Qing Zhi raised her head and shouted into the air.

Feng Mochen's smiling voice came from the air, "Don't worry, I'll be careful." He didn't take the black dragon seriously yet. Its cultivation level was close to that of a fusion body, but it was only close.

Qing Zhi withdrew her gaze and walked away from the battlefield.

Feng Mochen flew behind Huo Feng, who was already on the decline. He closed his star-like eyes and quickly kneaded the secrets in his hands. As his gestures became faster and faster, some shackles around him were faintly broken, and the momentum around him increased steadily. , exuding a heart-stopping coercion.

The middle and late stages of Nascent Soul, the early, middle and late stages of distraction, the early, middle and late stages of integration, transcending the tribulation... It wasn't until his cultivation level reached the middle stage of transcending the tribulation that his cultivation level stopped rising.

With the growth of Feng Mochen's cultivation, his body trembled uncontrollably, veins popped under his skin, and sweat continued to protrude from his forehead.But because the surrounding air was hot, not a drop of sweat slipped off, and the clothes were dry and crisp.

No one knew how much pain he was enduring right now, because his body couldn't tolerate such a powerful cultivation due to the lifting of the seal of his cultivation, he was always on the verge of exploding!
He clenched his fists and saw Qing Zhi's figure from the corner of his eye. He tried hard to control his body from shaking and tried his best to remain as if nothing had happened.

Breathing out a deep breath, the thick fire spirit power surged out from his hands, causing the fire phoenix that was about to dissipate in front of him to solidify again, and its figure increased more than five times. Its black eyes were full of energy, completely unlike It is formed by spiritual power, its feathers are full of power, and its strength has been improved by more than ten grades than before!
Qingzhi only has golden elixir cultivation, so she cannot fully exert the power of the ninth-level defensive array. The strength of the fire phoenix is ​​closely related to the amount of spiritual power.And the one in front of me, because of Feng Mochen's blessing, fully exerted the power of the ninth-level formation.

When the black dragon saw that the fire phoenix that should have disappeared reappeared, not to mention that it was even more powerful, it roared angrily, ignoring Feng Mochen, who was beside it and making it fearful, and flicked its tail in the air before wrapping around the fire phoenix.

The fire phoenix didn't dodge either, and directly met the attacking tail of the black flood dragon with its sharp claws.

"laugh!"

Instantly scratching the hard scales of the black flood dragon, blood flowed out from the wound and fell from the air.

Seeing that Huofeng hurt it, Heijiao became even more angry.

"hold head high……"

It looked up to the sky and screamed, a huge icicle with a green halo spewed out from its mouth, and shot through Huofeng's right wing in an instant.

Huofeng was unsteady, the flames around him dimmed, and he let out a shrill scream.

(End of this chapter)