1360: C1360 Dark Spell

C1360 Dark Spell

2He pressed his finger on Di Wudao's forehead according to the method Di Wudao told him. The black gas seemed to have been eased and weakened a lot.

However, this did not mean that she was getting better. Instead, she was blocking the miasma in her body between her eyebrows.

This was because the space between his eyebrows was the breakthrough point of the miasma!

The beautiful woman saw that it was actually Qin Feng. At this moment, she no longer doubted him, not because she felt that he could cure the disease, but because she had no other choice. Even Zhao Hongcheng had failed and was dragged into the water.

The beautiful lady then walked to the crowd and inquired one by one.

Ten minutes later, Qin Feng's previous needs were all brought over by the beautiful woman, except for the lack of spirit silk.

After putting the item down, she hid to the side and did not dare to approach.

"Come here!"

Seeing that the woman was hiding so far away, Qin Feng waved his hand to call out to her. However, he only saw her shaking her head with a face full of fear and resistance.

"Isn't she your young miss? If something happened to her, wouldn't you be blamed?"

Qin Feng squinted his eyes and questioned him verbally. However, his hands were not idle. Instead, he placed the collected gadgets on the ground according to their positions.

Now that he was missing the Spirit Silk, he needed to find something to replace it.

At this moment, the girl had already entered a silent state. Although the black air on her face had weakened a lot, Qin Feng knew that the next time it exploded, it could directly take her life. At that time, even if he absorbed the miasma formed by the curse, it would be useless.

"But, that would be contagious. It wasn't before, why is that?"

The beautiful lady waved her hand with all her might, refusing to come over no matter what.

However, Qin Feng rushed in front of him in a flash and grabbed onto one of her hair and cut off the other half of it.

By the time the woman reacted, Qin Feng had already returned to Mu Yucheng's side. He threw his hair on the ground and accurately arranged each strand into a pattern.

Immediately after, he snapped his fingers, and the Black Inflammation's fire lit up, forming a small ball of flame that was shot towards the ground.

Huala!

The flames rose up in series, forming a circular pattern that seemed to be made from some sort of totem. After burning, it turned into a ball of smoke that was suffused with black flames, forming the image of a blade of grass.

However, when the blade of grass swayed, it actually produced a strong gravitational force.

Once everything was ready, Qin Feng smiled in satisfaction. Then, he pressed a finger between Mu Yucheng's eyebrows and pushed it a bit. Then, he turned her over and aimed at the grass shadow between his eyebrows and suddenly released his finger.

Whoosh!

The strong wind howled incessantly, causing everyone to feel a chill down their spines!

As the cold wind blew, it made people panic.

At that moment, the black smoke that had shot out of Mu Yucheng's forehead was like a dam that had been opened, releasing water as it rushed towards the small grass simulacrum!

However, the faint shadow devoured and absorbed all the black qi. The shadow's body expanded and shook violently, as if it was going to explode in the next second.

As the phantoms landed on the ground, what they projected were numerous ghost shadows that bared their fangs and brandished their claws, appearing extremely strange.

After a few minutes, Qin Feng placed Mu Yucheng back on the ground. Then, his eyes were filled with longing and expectation. His palm was suffused with the fire of the Black Inflammation.

At this moment, the simulacrum had already condensed into a pitch-black charcoal straw stick that looked like a burning poker.

"The Acceptance Spirit Grass has absorbed enough miasma. It absorbs some of it every day until it activates its second soul!"

Di Wudao's reminder sounded in his mind again.

Qin Feng nodded his head and tried to channel a bit of the miasma into his body. He wrapped it with his soul power and injected it into the second spirit soul.

Weng! *

Qin Feng could clearly feel it as his spirit soul jumped. It was as if his heart, which had been there for thousands of years, was showing signs of recovery.

He didn't dare to be greedy because Di Wudao said that if he absorbed too much of it, it would cause his spirit soul to resist. When that happens, it would disperse into his body, posing a threat and he would have to give up.

After absorbing a bit, Qin Feng kept the black grass back into the Skeleton Space.

"Aunt Lian … What's wrong with me? I feel so powerless. "

At this moment, a weak voice called out in his ear. Qin Feng looked over when he heard it and saw that the girl called Mu Yucheng was actually slowly sitting up, looking as if she had awakened from a hangover. She was rubbing her head in a daze, not knowing what had happened.

The moment she woke up, the surroundings started to boil. Those people all came over tentatively. When they confirmed that Mu Yucheng was really alright, even that beautiful woman called Aunt Lian came running over with a face full of surprise and joy.

"Miss, you're finally awake. You scared me to death!"

Afterwards, she helped Mu Yucheng up, her face full of concern as she asked nonstop.

Seeing her hypocritical look, Qin Feng shook his head helplessly. He really couldn't bear to watch any longer. Taking advantage of the crowd watching Mu Yucheng, he quietly left the place and disappeared into the night.

As for Zhao Hongcheng, he was still immersed in his pain and the black air on his face became more and more serious.

"Miss, that person saved you. "Where is he?"

When Mu Yucheng asked, Qin Feng had already disappeared without a trace. The crowd was also doing their best to look for him, but they found out that he had already left.

The irony was that Zhao Hongcheng was still lying on the ground, unconscious. When the people from the Hall of Longevity arrived, he was already on the verge of death.

"Hong Cheng!"

A white-haired old man wearing a snow-white robe held a bone jade scepter in his hand. Behind him was a group of Longevity Hall therapists.

He approached the unconscious Zhao Hongcheng and shouted, but did not touch him.

The others wanted to approach, but they were all stopped by him.

"This is a Black Demon's curse, why would such an evil thing appear on the Heavenly Star City. Don't go near it, in case the infection spreads!"

As the white-haired old man spoke, the surrounding people all retreated, especially when they heard the words "Curse of the Black Demon", they all turned pale with fright.

In the eyes of the great elemental masters like Soul Master and Divine Martial Cultivator, Black Demon was an evil existence, a heretic.

Thus, when one heard this name, they would only imagine that it was evil.

To think that within the Sixth Ring, the people of Longevity Hall would suffer persecution, which was enough to cause panic.

"Elder Xu, hadn't Black Demon been wiped clean ten years ago? Even his old nest was destroyed. How could he appear again?!"

One of them was a delicate female healer. Her eyes were filled with fear, and her voice was trembling.

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