1425: C1425 Get out of the Spirit

C1425 Get out of the Spirit

"Thank you!" Han Feng cupped his fist toward the middle-aged spiritual body and immediately flew towards the direction pointed by the spiritual body.

In next to no time, Han Feng noticed that a Peak of Saint Realm Blood Guard was chasing after a pair of brother and sister. Han Feng knew this brother and sister, and they were Ji Yun and Ji Hong.

The Peak of Saint Realm Blood Guard was about to devour the two of them.

The Starquake Palm struck out fiercely, and the force of the vibration spread out like a wave, hitting the blood guard right in the middle.

The blood guard's body froze, turning into a bloody mist in front of Ji Yun and Ji Hong's shocked eyes.

Both of their eyes fell upon Han Feng, and they were immediately overjoyed. "Greetings, my lord!"

Back then, Han Feng and Lin Qingshan had saved their lives. Now that they saw Han Feng, they felt especially close to him.

Besides, Ji Yun and Ji Hong knew very well that Han Feng's combat strength wasn't considered weak in the Peak of Saint Realm. After all these years, his strength would surely be stronger than Senior Sister Ling Ya's.

As long as it wasn't an abnormal Peak of Saint Realm Blood Guard. . . The rest of the blood guards wouldn't be a match for Han Feng.

"Why are the two of you here? Where's Qing Shan?"

Just now, Han Feng had learned from the middle-aged spiritual body that Ji Yun and his sister should be together with Qing Shan.

At this moment, he only saw Ji Yun and Ji Hong, and Han Feng's expression was somewhat ugly.

Ji Yun and Ji Hong had ashamed expressions on their faces, and Ji Yun said. "Senior Sister Qing Shan and Senior Sister Lingya lured the monster away for us. Unfortunately, the two of us ran into the monster as soon as we escaped. If it wasn't for your help, I'm afraid that the two of us would have. . . "

Han Feng interrupted Ji Yun, "Where did Qing Shan go? How long has it been?"

"Just now!" Ji Hong hurriedly said.

"Is that so? That's not too late. " Han Feng heaved a sigh of relief.

After being separated for so long, Han Feng did not know how far Qing Shan had cultivated. Although Qing Shan's constitution had been changed to the Devouring Spirit Body, her cultivation time was still too short. Han Feng did not think that Qing Shan's strength could be any stronger.

But Han Feng had seen Ling Ya's strength before.

Ling Ya was able to fight Ling Gan back then, so her strength was definitely not much weaker than Ling Gan.

Judging from the combat strength that Ling Gan had displayed back then, there was still a slight possibility that Ling Ya would be entangled with a perfection-stage expert for a period of time. After all, that was only a Blood Guard at the Small Perfection Realm, and not a true expert at the Small Perfection Realm.

This period of time was enough for him to rescue her.

. . .

In the air, Ling Ya's jade-like hands continuously formed numerous complicated hand seals. In the next moment, an attack that was like a waterfall poured out.

However, the blood guard opposite her merely opened his mouth and directly swallowed this attack, and he even burped in the end.

This scene made Ling Ya's expression very ugly.

"Qing Shan, quickly leave and try to find Master. " Ling Ya realized that she might die if she continued to pester her like this and could not help but roar at Qing Shan.

After devouring the spirit body, Ling Ya clearly knew what kind of abnormal constitution this was.

As long as she was given time to grow, who knew what kind of extent she would grow to in the future.

If it wasn't because of the limited resources of the Forgotten Continent, Ling Ya believed that Qing Shan was definitely not as simple as a peak First Heaven Cultivation base.

As long as one had enough spiritual body resources, the future of devouring spiritual bodies would be limitless. The improvement of the Cultivation base could not be measured with common sense.

"Senior sister, step back!" Lin Qingshan did not leave but shouted loudly instead.

Ling Ya was startled and turned her head to look. Her expression changed drastically.

"No! Your devouring ability can only be used to devour spiritual bodies. This blood-colored monster doesn't seem to be a spiritual body, so if you absorb it, it's very likely that it'll cause your spiritual body to collapse! "

If it was just some Ordinary Saint Realm or those below the saint realm, they would absorb it immediately. With the strength of a peak spiritual body, they wouldn't be affected at all.

However, the problem was that this was a monster at the Minor Completion level, not a Minor Completion spiritual body.

A spiritual body could absorb flesh and blood, just like a person who was used to eating cooked food. It was like a stinky raw food.

Boom!

A powerful explosive force and suction force burst out with Lin Qingshan as the center. A black hole like existence appeared behind Lin Qingshan's back, like a ferocious beast that devoured people. It was even more devouring than the blood guards.

The blood guards at the Initial Completion seemed to have felt some fatal threat. They roared continuously but their bodies kept retreating.

Ling Ya was stunned when she saw this. Could it be that Qing Shan's devouring ability was not to devour this blood guard but only to scare the blood guard back?

But looking at Lin Qingshan's pale face, could this succeed?

With a First Level Peak Cultivation base, to erupt with a devouring power that was sufficient to make a Small Perfection fear, how much pressure was this to Qing Shan's body?

"Don't worry. . . He's here. " The corner of Lin Qingshan's mouth contained a trace of a smile as she said.

"Him? Who is it?" Ling Ya was confused.

It was not until a black dot flew over from afar and it became bigger and bigger that Ling Ya knew who Lin Qingshan was talking about.

But the problem was, would this person be a match for a monster at the Initial Completion?

The last time they met, although this person's combat strength was superb, his Cultivation base had not reached the Peak of Saint Realm Realm.

This man didn't have a super strong physique comparable to the Spirit Devouring Body, and he didn't have a powerful bloodline. How much could he improve in these years?

Roar roar. . .

The Minor Completion Blood Guards stopped advancing because they were afraid of Lin Qingshan's devouring. At this moment, Han Feng's arrival just happened to become the target of the Blood Guards' venting.

"A mere First Sky of Minor Completion. . . " Han Feng flipped his palm and sent the blood guard flying like a fly. The blood guard's body gradually dissipated in the process of being sent flying.

"What!?" Ling Ya widened her eyes and looked at the scene in disbelief.

Could that monster be a paper tiger? The aura on the surface was powerful, but in reality, it was extremely fragile? However, that didn't make sense either. This monster had clearly eaten her previous attack with ease.

Then. . . Was this person really powerful to the extent that he could instantly kill a First Level Minor Perfection?

Thinking up to this point, Ling Ya sucked in a deep breath.

In just a few short years. . . This improvement was too terrifying.

After the blood guard was killed, Lin Qingshan finally let out a sigh of relief. The devouring power dissipated and Lin Qingshan staggered in the air.

Han Feng immediately flew over to support Lin Qingshan.

"How did you know I came?" Han Feng was very curious.

"I don't know. I just have that feeling. " Lin Qingshan shook her head.

"You. . . Are you really Han Feng?" Ling Ya hesitated.1

"How can it be fake? If it's fake, then it's true. " Han Feng said with a smile.

"It's. . . Really unbelievable. It's really too surprising. " After getting the confirmation from Han Feng, Ling Ya really didn't know what kind of gaze she should use to look at Han Feng.

Ling Ya still remembered that when Han Feng was under Ling Jia's command, he was in such a sorry state. It was all because of her that he was able to escape from danger.

It had only been a short while, but both sides had already reversed their positions.

"Senior Sister Ling Ya, Qing Shan, this place is not suitable for us to stay for long. Let's leave the Spirit Race quickly. "

"Leave the Spirit Race?" Ling Ya was somewhat unwilling. The Spirit Race was the place where she was born and raised. Ling Ya was unwilling to leave just like that, and Ling Ya was more willing to spend time with the Spirit Race.

However, Han Feng said, "If you continue to stay in the Spirit Race, you will die without a doubt. Only by leaving the Spirit Race will you have a chance to live. Only by living can you take revenge! "

"How could this be. . . True Divinity Old Ancestor has already appeared. He should. . . " Ling Ya was stunned by Han Feng's words. Ten deaths without a chance of survival? How could this be? Didn't that mean that the Spiritual Race was doomed?

"True God Old Ancestor?" Han Feng shook his head. "True God Old Ancestor is indeed powerful, but he is no match for that illusory figure. That illusory figure was sent down by the Divine World's Divine King. It is not something a True God can fight against. Let alone us! "

"Godly Monarch?" Ling Ya was somewhat at a loss. What level was a Godly Monarch?

But at this time, Spirit Flower Ancestor finally finished off a grand completion old ancestor with great difficulty and rushed over.

"Han Feng?" When Old Ancestor Spirit Flower saw Han Feng here, he couldn't help but be surprised.

Ling Ya spoke with a tone of disbelief, and Ancestor Ling Hua was also shocked.

Old Ancestor Spirit Flower felt that his many years of life had been in vain.

However, as expected of Ancestor Ling Hua, he quickly calmed down. Only then did Han Feng use his words to persuade Ancestor Ling Hua.

"Divine King?" Patriarch Spirit Flower's expression turned grave. The Forgotten Continent had been separated from the Divine World for too long. Patriarch Spirit Flower did not know what level a Divine King was, but just by listening to it, he knew that this level was not simple.

That was the Divine World. Could anyone be called a king?

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