Chapter 1155—In the Name of the Father (15)
"Maybe it's the door to ...... 'wounds'. (Read the whole text on the literary network)"
In the pale golden space, Feiyin Feixuan and the other five people gathered together, looking at Qingyang in the center with an anxious face and said half-truthfully.
"The 'Wounded' Door?" Lin Huan listened to Qingyang's words, and immediately frowned, his eyes kept rolling, as if he was in thought, and touched his chin and said to himself: "It seems that I have heard of ...... there"
The four of Feiyin also frowned, although they didn't know what the "injury" door in Qingyang's mouth was, but it sounded like it was related to Yanfeng's disappearance, and they also thought about it separately when they were concerned about Yanfeng's safety.
"The Door of Wounds...... It seems to be ......" Lin Huan closed his brows at this time, slowly closed his eyes, and then as if he suddenly remembered something, a shocked expression appeared on his face.
"What? Linhuan, do you know anything? Ziru on the side saw Qingyang's expression, hurriedly spoke up, and asked eagerly.
"Hmm...... It seems that I heard the patriarch say......" Lin Huan raised his head and said slowly.
Then, Lin Huan's eyes stared at Qingyang, his expression was solemn, and he guessed in a slightly frightened tone: "Could it be the legendary Qimen Dunjia technique?" ”
Hearing Lin Huan's words, Fei Xuan on the side frowned, and asked strangely, "Qimen Dunjia?" What is that? ”
Fei Yin and the other four people, who were originally thinking about each other, suddenly raised their heads and focused their eyes on Lin Huan.
"Don't look at me, I don't know," Lin Huan felt the eyes of the four people, and suddenly raised his hand, smiling helplessly, "I just overheard the old patriarch mention it." ”
"Yes......" Qingyang on the side looked at everyone and opened his mouth lightly, "So you've heard of it, Linhuan." ”
"Well, it's just that the old patriarch mentioned it a long time ago when there was a crisis in the clan, but he didn't say it deeply." Lin Huan looked at Yanfeng and said respectfully.
"Hmm." Qingyang nodded lightly, signaling that he knew; Then Qingyang slowly raised his head, looked up at the top, and said to himself lightly: "I didn't expect that I would have such a fate, and I would be able to see the legendary Eight Sects many times...... Oh, it's fun, it's fun. ”
As he spoke, a hint of a smile appeared on the corner of Qingyang's mouth, and then he smiled faintly.
Fei Yin Fei and the others looked at the smiling Qingyang, and then looked at each other, with puzzled expressions on their faces, and they didn't understand why Qingyang in front of them laughed at all.
"My lord, are you ......" Fei Yin first looked at Qingyang who was smiling and talking to himself in confusion, and then stepped forward and asked suspiciously, "What is this Dunjia technique?" ”
"Huh?"
Qingyang, who was smiling, let out a light "um", his face quickly became solemn, and then he lowered his voice and said, "...... What it is, I will tell you what I know, but ......"
As he spoke, Qingyang turned his head, his eyes were completely focused on the distance, and he said in a heavy voice: "...... The real enemy is coming......"
"Enemies?" Hearing Qingyang's words, the five of them were stunned for a moment, and then quickly became nervous, and at the same time turned their heads and followed Qingyang's gaze.
About a few hundred feet away from everyone, a ball of bright golden light with a little red light in the center flew towards everyone in a hurry.
The ball of light had not yet arrived, but feeling the surging energy fluctuations and strange aura in it, everyone's faces had become extremely ugly.
"What the hell is this, and why is this horrible thing - what is that ball of light?" Looking at the rapidly approaching ball of bright golden light, his face was full of panic and frost suddenly said in a trembling voice.
Qingyang turned his head and glanced at Frost Han, but he didn't say anything more - Qingyang was also surprised by the energy of the light ball in front of him, feeling that the energy contained in the previous period was by no means lower than the energy value he possessed when he completely exploded, and what he felt seemed to be only the place where the light ball was close to the core, not its real core - could it be that the energy contained in the core of the light ball in front of him was completely beyond his own perception range?
Qingyang, who originally planned to completely resist the ball of light with the lowest energy consumption with the ability of himself and the four people behind him, suddenly felt a sense of weakness in his heart when he thought of this. Looking at the ball of light with a pale face, Qingyang seemed to have seen the impending death, his eyes flashed with disbelief, and his heart was full of unwillingness.
"This ...... Why is this happening...... I'm the strongest ghost dragon, the ten-winged ghost dragon! Is it really going to die here? How is this possible! Looking at the rapidly approaching ball of bright golden light, Qingyang suddenly became a little crazy, and he couldn't stop roaring in his heart; Then, Qingyang summoned the power of his whole body, completely hiding himself in the gray mist that appeared in an instant.
At this time, feeling the oppression brought by the golden ball of light, except for Qingyang, who urged the gray mist to wrap itself, the other five people seemed to be frozen, their faces were frightened, and their eyes were dull and staring at the flying ball of light, as if they had completely lost consciousness, quietly waiting for death to come.
The pale golden ball of light gradually flew closer, and everyone's hearts were blank, and their eyes looked blankly ahead, as if their own bodies had been far away from life.
Fifty zhang ...... Forty zhang ...... Thirty zhang ......
In the gray smoke, Qingyang quietly looked at the approaching ball of light, and kept calculating the distance between himself and it.
Finally, when the red ball of light scattered in the center was still about a dozen feet away from Qingyang, the silent Qingyang finally roared, and violently urged the gray mist all over his body, causing it to rush forward with him.
In mid-air, the gray mist that Qingyang rushed towards the ball of light surged rapidly, and then formed a giant gray dragon head that roared and rushed forward.
"Roar—" A loud dragon groan came to mind, and in the bright golden space, a huge dragon phantom with knight-like dragon horns appeared behind Qingyang.
In the air, two giant dragon heads, one large and one small, with the same appearance, roared and flew towards the pale golden ball of light at the same time.
After the dragon roar from Qingyang resounded through the space, it suddenly woke up Feiyin and the other five people who were in a state of confusion.
"Huh? What's going on? The people who were awakened opened their eyes dreamily and looked around, as if they were looking for something.
Then, everyone's eyes quickly focused on the two gray dragons that were roaring forward in the air.
"It's Lord Qingyang!"
Looking at the gray dragon head, Frost Han suddenly stretched out his hand, pointed at Qingyang wrapped in gray mist, and shouted loudly.
"Quick! Keep up! He's killing himself! Fei Xuan on the side looked at Qingyang's situation, and suddenly felt bad in his heart, and in a panic, he spread his strength in a panic, and flew towards Qingyang with everyone.
The five of them looked at Qingyang like hysterical together, looked at each other, nodded, and at the same time burst out of their strongest strength-
Then, the blue, silver, red, blue, and purple light instantly appeared in the pale golden space, as if the golden streamer that had been flowing quietly became disordered and began to flow disorderly.
Then, with the blue light as the head, the five rays of light flashed in a slight succession, quickly catching up with the gray air current.
After the five rays of light completely caught up with the gray air flow, they immediately turned rapidly, as if they were merging with each other, forming a light flow that was mainly gray and also scattered with faint golden light on the periphery.
"Bang-" There was a loud bang, and the golden ball of light collided with the gray flow of light, making an almost invisible light sound, and then there was a violent energy fluctuation.
"Uhhh
In the violent riot of energy, a fiery red shadow seemed to fly out uncontrollably, cutting an arc through the air, and then slammed heavily on the ground, silently frozen.
"Ahh
A scream sounded - the six people, including Qingyang, spurted blood from their mouths one after another, with painful expressions on their faces, and flew out of the center of the explosion in pieces, and then fell to the ground in embarrassment.
"Damn—what kind of power is this......"
After falling to the ground, Qingyang struggled to get up from the ground with blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, but kept chanting in his mouth.
"It's okay, I withstood it...... None of them died. Qingyang looked around, looked at the five people who also slowly got up from the ground, covered his chest with one hand, hung weakly with the other, and then smiled faintly.
Then, Qingyang opened his eyes and watched in amazement as everyone slowly walked in one direction despite their injuries.
"How?" Qingyang looked at everyone with his mouth open in surprise, and said puzzledly: "You, cough cough, you are not injured?" ”
Fei Yin and the other five didn't seem to hear Qingyang's words, and still struggled to walk in the same direction.
Qingyang looked at everyone's movements, first frowned, then raised his head as if he understood something, and then looked in the direction where everyone was moving forward with a heavy face-
In the space not far away, the red-robed Yan Feng was lying quietly on the ground, as if he had passed out.
"Yanfeng ......" Qingyang looked at Yanfeng who was lying on the ground, smiled bitterly, and then also hobbled towards Yanfeng.
At this time, Fei Yin and the other five had already walked to Yan Feng's side; Fei Yin leaned down, stretched out his left hand, and helped Yan Feng up, and then put his right hand on Yan Feng's shoulder, so that he was sitting and leaned on his right arm.
"Captain, captain, what's wrong with you?" Fei Yin held Yan Feng's shoulder, pushed it gently, and said with an anxious expression.
At this time, Yan Feng's face was extremely pale, like a blank piece of paper, completely bloodless, and bright red blood stains flowed out of the seven holes on his face, looking very terrifying; Flame Peak's head had completely returned to its original black, scattered on its head; At this time, the red robe on his body seemed to be completely soaked by something, and it was tightly attached to Yan Feng's body.
"Captain ......" looked at Yan Feng's appearance at this time, and the other four people were also anxious, revealing a little dim light in their eyes, and they were at a loss for what to do.
Walking to everyone's side, Qingyang looked at Yanfeng, whose face was covered with blood, and was suddenly shocked, and exclaimed, "What's going on?" What happened to Yanfeng? How could the blood in the whole body be gone! ”
"Blood, gone?"
When everyone heard Qingyang's exclamation, their faces turned pale at the same time, and their mood suddenly fell to the bottom; Ziru on the side stared blankly, her beautiful and pale face was full of unconcealed sadness, and she muttered to herself: "Yanfeng...... Dead, dead? ”
The absence of blood in the whole body means death for all living beings.
Ziru muttered, and a line of crystal tears flowed out of Ziru's eyes uncontrollably.
"Flame Peak ......"
Qingyang looked at Yan Feng, there was no sadness on his face, he just lowered his head and sighed lightly, as if he was sighing about something.
Then, Qingyang's face suddenly turned pale, and his eyes stared hard, as if he wanted to scan out his eyeballs.
"Whew-" With a soft sigh, a fist-sized bead with a gray air flow imprisoned inside slowly flew out of Qingyang's mouth.
Panting in pain, Qingyang held the bead in front of him and said to Fei Yin in a hoarse voice, "Give it to Yanfeng." ”