Bone Throne

The wounds were bandaged, and the bloody smell on their bodies was strong for safety. The three of them did not move forward. Instead, they found a cave abandoned by monsters and cleaned it up. They decided to stay in it for a few days to rest and recover. Besides.Otherwise, with their wounds still unhealed, they will inevitably encounter monsters attracted by the smell of blood on their bodies within a short distance. It's really tragic.

"In this state of walking a few steps and resting for a few days, how long will we have to walk to get out of the foggy forest?" Gu Qingya said in a flat tone after taking the clear water and dry food from Nangong Yin.

"If I can avoid meeting Feng An, even if I move slowly, I will admit it." Lan Qianjue said without thinking, he looked at Nangong Yin with admiration on his face, and said: "Nangong, you are really well prepared."

Who let him have a huge space ring?

"It's all about being prepared." Nangong Yin said calmly, he gnawed on steamed buns with clear water, breaking off a small piece from time to time to feed the soft and cute white dumpling in his arms, causing Gu Qingya and Lan Qianjue to have a subtle resentment.

This rabbit is really happier than people.

"Can we really get out of the foggy forest by walking like this?" Gu Qingya asked with a delicate expression.Ever since he entered the foggy forest, bad premonitions had been lingering in his heart, making him very uneasy.

No one answered him because they didn't know the answer to the question either.Since the misty forest can be called one of the most dangerous areas in the beast chess area, it will definitely not be as peaceful as it appears on the surface.What happened to them in the past few days already explained everything, but these encounters were nothing in the foggy forest.

Nangong Yin put the remaining clear water back into Zhu Mingjie, his body froze, and suddenly he jumped up and pulled Lan Qianjue and Gu Qingya out of the cave.That is to say, the matter of the front and rear feet. As soon as the heels of the three of them came out of the cave, the seemingly solid cave shattered and collapsed with a bang, turning into a gravel mound.

"Gu..."

It was that weird cry again, with a trance-like ethereal feeling, coming from all directions. Nangong Yin could vaguely see circles of ripples appearing in the air. Although invisible, they caused space to distort.

Space magic?No, not right!

Nangong Yin flipped Lan Mo back to Zhu Mingjie, her usually steady and strong fingers were shaking, and the feeling gushed out from the bottom of her heart like a volcanic eruption. I don't know if it was the trembling of fear or the long-lost fighting spirit, which made Nangong Yin's breathing disordered. One shot.

"Gu..."

Lan Qianjue seemed to have been hit on the head by someone, his head hurt like it was about to explode, the feeling of suffocation in his chest became more and more intense, and even affected his breathing, and the boundless sense of oppression traveled through space and pushed him layer by layer. bondage.

This is oppression from the bloodline level, and this oppression is stronger than what he felt on Nangong Yin back then.Of course, it wasn't because the blood of the person who oppressed him was higher than Nangong Yin's, but because their blood came from the same source, but they were far apart, which naturally gave him a more intense feeling.

"Gu..."

Gu Qingya's body was trembling, and an uncontrollable fear rose in his heart, as if there was a chill running through his body, everything from the tips of his toes to his hair was cold, he felt that he was about to freeze.

Why is this happening?This kind of feeling seems to be the trembling from the soul of a low-level monster seeing a high-level monster. He has the blood of a seventh-level monster in his body. How terrifying is it that can scare him so far?

Nangong Yin's eyes were fixed on the invisible ripples in the air that gradually became denser, and he really wanted to disrupt their fluctuations, but his body seemed to be bound by something and he couldn't move.

what to do?What should I do?

Nangong Yin's eagerness accelerated the blood flow in his body, and a very thin line appeared in his eyes, slowly outlining two completely different spells, right gold, printed in the middle of the silver pupils; left silver, surrounding the golden pupils around.An unprecedented majesty and aura silently permeated.

At this moment, the world was completely silent.In a daze, Lan Qianjue and Gu Qingya vaguely heard the deep and solemn chanting sound coming from Nangong Yin's body, but they couldn't hear anything when they listened carefully.Soon, that strange cry also sounded frequently.

Nangong Yin "saw" that another invisible wave continuously scattered from his body into the air, which offset the previous continuous intertwining and winding.

A war without gunpowder smoke started so quietly.

Maybe a long time later, maybe only a few seconds later, there was a sudden thunderclap in the dark cloud-covered sky, which interrupted or ended the battle.Nangong Yin's eyes were stabbed, and he knelt down on the ground covering his eyes.The other protagonist in the battle raised his head to the sky and screamed, causing thousands of thunder and lightning.

"Nangong!" Lan Qianjue hurriedly stepped forward to help Nangong Yin, carefully pulled his hand away, saw bright red bloodshot eyes overflowing from the corner of his eyes, and widened his eyes, "Nangong, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Nangong Yin's vision was so blurred that he couldn't even see Lan Qianjue who was close at hand. He held Lan Qianjue's hand tightly and said, "We may really have to confess here today."

Gu Qingya staggered to his side, holding Nangong Yinkong's one with her cold hand, and there was an undisguised trill in her voice: "It's... Feng An."

The sky... No, they can't see the sky now, the sky is completely covered by endless blue electric lights, and the snake-like electric arcs that swim nimbly explode from time to time, making people feel cold.

Nangong Yin closed his painful eyes, and said coldly: "Maybe, we have been stared at by it since we entered the foggy forest."

This "it" refers to Feng An of course, but upon hearing this, Lan Qianjue and Gu Qingya's hearts sank.

Closing his eyes, Nangong Yin's other senses were magnified to the extreme, as if he felt something, he tilted his head in one direction, Lan Qianjue and Gu Qingya also looked over, and felt a chill rushing from the soles of their feet to the sky.

At some point, a faint black figure appeared only 20 meters away from them. That figure was like an erratic shadow, as if it would blend into the surrounding environment in the next second.

The wide sleeves and hem of the clothes are windless, and the ankle-length hair flutters gently. "It" didn't move, didn't speak any words, just stood quietly, which also put a lot of pressure on Lan Qianjue and Gu Qingya.Only Nangong Yin, even though he was the first to discover his "it", was not affected by his existence at all. Judging from the momentum, the two still faintly felt like they were fighting against each other.

There is no need to make any guesses, the identity of this person is ready to be revealed.

Feng An.

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Feng Yaran described lying on the bank of Wanhun River in embarrassment, swallowing the black water in the river.The water was cold, but it became scorching hot when he drank it, making his viscera and meridians ache, as if he had been poured into a pot of boiling water.

Although the process was a bit painful, the effect of this stupid method was immediate. The more Feng Yaran drank, the fewer ghosts pounced on him. In the end, even when he moved, his stomach felt like a water container. There was a grunting sound, and there was no ghost within a few meters around him.

Feng Yaran's throat was itchy, and he barely suppressed the urge to cough. He raised his head - a blood moon in the sky that was about to complete emitted a strange red light, and countless illusory ghosts poured out of the River of Ten Thousand Souls and joined them in the midair A team similar to Hundred Ghosts in the Night Walk.

He wants to leave this place as soon as possible, and can no longer be so passive.

Feng Yaran, who was trying to find a way to leave the Wanhun River, didn't know that in the foggy forest less than a few thousand miles away from the Wanhun River, several people were facing opponents who were as powerful as him. .

Feng An turned his head, and on his white jade face, his deep black eyes and thin red lips were all heavy colors that were completely different from his ethereal temperament.His eyes were naturally and indifferently on Nangong Yin, leaving no trace of peripheral vision to others.

The other people refer to Lan Qianjue and Gu Qingya, of course, but this is the case, and it also brings them strong psychological pressure.Only Nangong Yin was still calm and calm, "looking" at Feng An with his eyes closed.

In just a split second, Lan Qianjue suddenly felt that he was in a trance, and Feng An had already rushed in front of them.Gu Qingya didn't even see his movements clearly, Nangong Yin had already raised her hand and confronted him with dozens of moves.

It stands to reason that Nangong Yin does not have such strength. In fact, there is actually a force pouring into Nangong Yin's body from Zhu Mingjie, using his body to fight Feng An.

"interesting."

Feng An's lips squirmed a few times, and her voice swayed around like water waves, which sounded extremely weird.His movements became faster, and with his sharp eyesight, he could barely catch a little afterimage, and this was only with pure physical strength.

If Feng An's strength made them feel desperate, then Nangong Yin's performance gave them a glimmer of hope.Therefore, Lan Qianjue and Gu Qingya maintained their posture standing beside Nangong Yin and did not dare to move.

Feng An stretched out his hand, and Nangong Yin also stretched out his hand. The speed of time was unbearably slow at this moment. No, it is better to say that their speed has surpassed the rules of time, rather than slowing down the time!

Two pairs of hands that were equally exquisite and beautiful as works of art collided together. It seemed silent and ordinary, but in fact, there was an inner breath. Wherever the fingertips passed, traces of spatial cracks quietly opened.

Nangong Yin's consciousness has been a little blurred, and his eyesight has not recovered, but his body is controlled by another force, which is comparable to Feng An.

But Feng An didn't want this kind of result, he was indeed interested in Nangong Yin, but compared to another thing about Nangong Yin, this interest was obviously insignificant.

So, after Nangong Yin blocked his tentative attack again, Feng An crossed his arms and spread out his fingers one by one like petals. A black and misty cage closed Nangong Yin.As soon as he retracted his fingers, the cage became the size of a palm. He grabbed it in his hand, and then casually slapped Lan Qianjue and Gu Qingya twice. After a flash of his figure, he left as quietly as when he came.

Lan Qianjue was hit in the chest by that palm, three ribs were broken immediately, and a lung was also injured, and he was on the verge of death.Gu Qingya was better than him, and still had the strength to move around, but she could only watch Nangong Yin being taken away.

Feng An has been using the magic of traveling through space all the way, and the distance of thousands of miles can only be reached in an instant.Throwing Nangong Yin to the ground, looking at the unconscious young man, and at the dark red blood pool boiling in front of him, Feng An raised the corners of his bright red lips.

Feng An has been waiting for this day for thousands of years.

There is one thing that no one knows except Feng An, that is, he is not pure Feng An blood, but degenerated from the lowest Qingfeng, so he has been frantically wanting to return to Phoenix blood.

The phoenix is ​​a top-level divine beast. With the purity of his bloodline, if he wants to turn back into a phoenix, he must obtain the bloodlines of many precious races and mix them with some precious natural materials and earth treasures to purify the impurities in his bloodline.Therefore, for thousands of years, he has been working hard for this matter. He has killed all the rare monsters in the misty forest, and barely made up [-]% of them. He found a lot of monsters He was not satisfied, and he didn't choose him until Nangong Yin stepped into the foggy forest.

Feng An didn't know what kind of bloodline Nangong Yin was, but he was keenly aware that Nangong Yin's bloodline was no less noble than Phoenix's. Maybe the essence of his blood alone could equal the entire blood pool. With him, Feng An's goal will be achieved soon!

Thousands of years of preparation and anticipation finally came true today, Feng An couldn't restrain the ecstasy in his heart and showed a smug smile.But when he cut Nangong Yin's wrist to draw blood, something happened suddenly.

What was it like?It was as if the sky and the earth were collapsing, and the space was twisting, Feng An's chest seemed to be hit hard by something, the dull pain and ubiquitous oppression made his knees hit the ground heavily, and the sound of "吃味" came out from his mouth, Blood kept dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Feng An didn't know what happened. He only felt that his bones and flesh were being ruthlessly crushed and ravaged by an invisible force. Apart from bearing, he didn't even dare to think of resistance, let alone fight back. .It's like a tiny ant bearing the coercion of heaven and earth, is it possible for it to resist and fight back?

Not long ago, Feng An was heaven and earth, and Nangong Yin and the others were ants.But now, the scene was reversed, and the World News came so fast that he was caught off guard and a little confused.

The neck bone was forcibly broken, Feng An could only stare at the ground with wide eyes, silently enduring the torture before death.Suddenly, a piece of shiny black clothes appeared in his narrow field of vision, and he desperately wanted to look up to see who was inflicting such torture on him, but it was futile.

"Evil way, do you think the bloodline purified by this method is pure?" The man spoke, his voice was like silky satin, with a mellow and elegant texture, "it's ridiculous."

Feng An excitedly opened his mouth to defend himself, but the sound of "吃味" was still silent.The man Shi Shi ran past him and walked to Nangong Yin, and he was shocked to find that his body turned into dust and dissipated little by little from the tip of his toes.

No!He can't just die like this!He hasn't returned to Feng Clan yet!He can't...

Feng An's extreme unwillingness did not allow him to stay in the world for a second longer.He will never understand why he suddenly ended up like this until he dies.

Before turning into ashes and returning to dust, Feng An turned around with great pressure and saw the last scene he saw in his life.

The silver-haired man, who looked exactly like Nangong Yin, gently hugged Nangong Yin with a smile on his face, and pressed his face to his face affectionately.