wind control

Chapter 581 Red Lips
As Liu Guang whistled, Qingcheng Sword tightly suppressed Gushan with absolute superiority. This situation almost made him vomit blood in depression. Since the Flying Sword of Fate was destroyed, his original strength was severely damaged, and many powerful magical means could not be used , can only try to control some magic tools and talismans to resist.

But how can the power of these magic tools compare to a natal flying sword?
Even though he knew that Feng Ruo on the opposite side was in a state of exhaustion and that even a gust of wind could kill him, Gu Shan found out sadly how far this short distance was.

His magical weapons were destroyed one by one, and the attack talisman he released, because it was not restrained by the Flying Sword of Fate, was strangled by the Qingcheng Sword before it could be unfolded!

Gu Shan can't help but envy Feng Ruo now. From the bottom of his heart, his natal Flying Sword is much better than Qingcheng Sword, but in terms of spirituality, he is lagging behind by tens of thousands of feet, because he is simply It is unimaginable that when he also suffered the same severe injury, his natal flying sword could attack so perfectly, it was as if someone was controlling it behind his back, and it was even better!
In the infinite emotions, what brought Gu Shan was infinite despair. When another magic weapon of his was destroyed by the Qingcheng Sword, he suddenly laughed wildly!
"Feng Ruo, you want to kill me? Go ahead and dream! It's me who really strangled your neck and knocked your soul out of you! Don't forget, I'm a master in the infant stage, you bastard trash! Go to hell!"

Hearing Gu Shan's crazy words, Feng Ruo instinctively felt something was wrong, without any hesitation, he desperately recalled the Qingcheng Sword, while staggering backwards to escape!

But it was too late, Gu Shan's face suddenly became extremely ferocious, and immediately after, his whole body exploded into a cloud of blood mist. This blood mist is so powerful that even with the defense of Qingcheng Sword, Was instantly bombarded!
Gu Shan blew himself up at this moment!

Although the location where he blew himself up was far away from Feng Ruo, the problem was that Feng Ruo had already been seriously injured, and his anger was unsteady. Even the aftermath was enough to kill Feng Ruo several times!
Without any suspense, Feng Ruo's body seemed to be hit by a huge stone in the air, and then flew out again, impartially, hitting the white jade statue in the middle of the square!
Feng Ruo just struggled for a while before he passed out completely. Although he was supported by Zishui Ling in his body, the blow was really terrifying. In addition, his two-day innate spirit vein was not working at this time, so that A burst of damage directly bombarded his golden core, and cracks appeared in his golden core immediately.

"Hahaha! I am the final winner, Feng Ruo, who is more ruthless than anyone else? You are no match at all!"

In the blood mist that filled the sky, a faint golden light suddenly rushed out. This was actually the spiritual infant of Gushan. Although the spiritual infant looked extremely weak at this time, it would not cause the Qingcheng Sword to attack again!

"Hey! Feng Ruo, I know you have countless secrets, and now you are on the verge of death, so please fulfill me, hahaha!"

Laughing triumphantly, Gushan's spiritual baby drifted towards Feng Ruo's body. What he had to do now was to take away Feng Ruo's body. Although his spiritual baby was very weak now, Feng Ruo's soul It should be weaker, this is the key to his death and survival!

Moreover, Gu Shan can be sure that Feng Ruo's physical body is definitely not inferior to his physical body, and most importantly, this Feng Ruo can control that legendary power!As long as he can replace Feng Ruo and possess that kind of power, won't the entire world of cultivating immortals let him run rampant?
For the approach of the Gushan Lingying, Qingchengjian didn't seem to see it. It just kept whining and whirling around Feng Ruo's blood-soaked body, as if trying to wake Feng Ruo up.

But at this moment, Feng Ruo, who was wounded on top of each other, was really on the verge of death, even if he and Qing Chengjian had a spiritual connection, he would never wake up again.

"Hahaha! Feng Ruo, you can rest in peace!"

With a loud laugh, Gushan's spiritual baby was about to get into Feng Ruo's body!

But at this extremely urgent juncture, a flaming palm appeared so abruptly, like an eagle grabbing a chick, grabbing the soul baby of Gushan directly!
"Ahh—"

Although the spiritual infant in Gushan is considered to be close to the real body, it still has its innate weakness after all. At this moment, it is held in the palm of the flame. The pain really hurts all the way to the depths of memory!

In just a few breaths, Gushan's spiritual baby was burnt by half, but all he lost was his spirit and memory. In other words, even if he released Gushan's spiritual baby at this moment, He has also become an idiot!

Of course, the flaming palm didn't intend to let go at all. It wasn't until the spiritual infant of Gushan was inexplicably reduced to ashes that the flaming palm disappeared as silently as before!

However, Feng Ruo's situation was still worrying. No matter how strong his body was, in this state of wounds, the speed of recovery could not keep up with the loss of essence and blood in his body.

And although the Qingcheng sword is full of spirituality, it still can't find the healing elixir from Feng Ruo's storage belt, not to mention, Feng Ruo's only two Great Rejuvenation Pills have long been used up. Haven't had time to re-refining.

Time seems to have stagnated at this moment, and the essence and blood in Feng Ruo's body will gradually drain away!

However, the blood that flowed out did not flow around, but all flowed in one direction, towards the bottom of the white jade statue. If anyone was here, they would be extremely surprised!
Because when Feng Ruo's blood essence touched the white jade statue, it was absorbed in an instant. On the contrary, the blood essence of Gushan self-explosion was repelled several meters away from beginning to end.

I don't know when, a warm light like the rising sun slowly appeared, directly shining on Feng Ruo's body, and then spread around Feng Ruo's body, finally forming a A very complicated formation!

After the formation was formed, it quickly started to operate automatically, and it seemed that a huge suction force was formed around Feng Ruo, not only sucking the Qingcheng sword, but also the wreckage of the lonely mountain in the entire square!
Immediately afterwards, the entire complex formation suddenly turned into a ray of brilliant sunlight and disappeared out of thin air, and the entire square also returned to its original appearance again, and nothing happened at all!
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Time seems to have become meaningless, Feng Ruo's world is dark, he is like a wandering ghost, wandering aimlessly in the desolate midnight, loneliness is his traveling companion, there is no beginning and no end!

The only pleasure, perhaps, is chasing those fuzzy memory fragments, for him, that is his shooting star, keep chasing and longing, even though it seems to be always out of reach!

"Feng Ruo - Feng Ruo - wake up! Don't scare me!"

In the blur, Feng Ruo seemed to hear a very familiar voice, extremely anxious and worried. This voice reminded him of the first ray of sunlight shining through the window in the early morning, so bright, so intoxicating, and Reluctantly!

He wanted to catch this ray of warm sunshine, and then he gradually woke up from the dark and cold world. He could feel a warm and extremely comfortable force circulating in his body, so comfortable that he even wanted to groan .

"Feng Ruo, Feng Ruo, you're awake! Great, you scared me to death!"

The familiar, warm, crying voice sounded in his ears again, and a little bit of warm water dripped on his face, as if the dry desert had ushered in the first spring rain, as if a traveler under the scorching sun was looking for the first spring rain. To a cool well spring!

Feng Ruo slowly opened his eyes, and everything in front of him began to change from blurred to gradually clear, and then, close at hand, was a beautiful face mixed with worry, anxiety, joy, tears and a smile!
"Senior Sister—"

Feng Ruo opened his mouth with difficulty, he didn't know what was going on, he didn't know how Mu Feixue appeared beside him, and he didn't want to know, he had been wandering in the darkness for too long before that, even if it was just A dream is enough to satisfy him!

"Feng Ruo, I'm here! Don't worry, everything is fine!" Mu Feixue wiped away her tears indiscriminately, but more tears of distress, joy or indescribable tears continued to flow out. She was frightened, she didn't expect Feng Ruo's injury to be so serious, at that moment, she felt like the sky was falling.

"Senior Sister—isn't this a dream?"

Feng Ruo gradually woke up, he could smell the faint, intoxicating and seductive fragrance, and he could clearly see the swan-like, snow-white jade neck that could be broken by blowing, and the messy strands of black hair , tickled his cheeks!

All of this is so real, but the more real it is, the more worried Feng Ruo is. This is a dream, a dream that will disappear at any time!

"Of course it's not a dream. I'm here, Feng Ruo!" Mu Feixue smiled hard, holding Feng Ruo's left hand slightly with her slender hand, but her heart ached more and more. I suffered a lot and even lost my right arm!
"Senior Sister—you must be lying to me—"

Feng Ruo smiled with difficulty, but there was an indescribable ease and cunning in his eyes.

"How about—Senior Sister, give me a kiss, give me a kiss, and I'll know if I'm dreaming—"

Hearing Feng Ruo's words, Mu Feixue was stunned for a moment, and then a blush suddenly rose on a pretty face covered with tears, which quickly spread under the dewy, dewy skin. His expression became even more flustered, and he didn't even bother to wipe away his tears.

She seemed to be scared silly!
But at the next moment, a scent like musk deer and orchid lingered on Feng Ruo's nose, and then, a little softness gradually spread on Feng Ruo's dry lips, with a trace of coldness and boundless warm breath, let Feng Ruo If the whole person is instantly lost in that intoxicating world.

(End of this chapter)