Yuanshin: The way to become stronger is to hurt yourself

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Chapter 170 Five Golden Winged Blood Shadow on the Battlefield

It was a day later that Feng Ling really felt what Zhong Li said about the "War of Demon Gods", because just this morning, Liyue's mining city in Tianqiu Valley was attacked by Demon Gods.

Fortunately, the Qianyan army guarding here repelled the demon god and some of his aggressive subjects by relying on the death machine set up early.

When Feng Ling arrived with some Qianyan troops, the first wave of battles had already been fought.

"The Demon God and his forces emerged from the depths of the mining area and attacked us. We don't know who they are, but our miners suffered heavy losses."

The leader of the Qianyan Army stationed here was following Feng Ling to report the situation, the Yakshas were helping the Qianyan Army to treat the wounded, and Feng Ling came to the entrance of the mining area that was attacked and almost collapsed.

"He came out of the ground...?"

"Yes, and the opponent's shape is very strange, more like a bug. We didn't see his face from the beginning to the end. This is the remnant of the demon god we shot down."

Feng Ling turned around, and saw that the Qianyan Army had brought something similar to a leg, long, thin and fluffy.

"Spider legs... wait, be careful on the ground!"

Sensing something approaching from the ground, Feng Ling's expression froze, and the tentacles wrapped around the Qianyan Army and threw them away. The next moment, a rumbling sound came from the ground, and spider-like spikes burst out of the ground. Attacked towards Feng Ling.

"cut the wrist..."

Feng Ling decisively cut her wrist, and the land around ten meters was instantly covered by water and turned into a swamp, and the spider's legs were stuck.

"What's the point of hiding in the ground... come out and have a look."

It was obviously a relatively weak Demon God, its legs were bound by Feng Ling's dense tentacles, and it was pulled out abruptly. It was a... spider with a human face.

"Oh~ you are not the Demon God of Spiders, are you? You are still a young lady."

There was a huge gap in strength between the two sides, but the demon god obviously didn't intend to sit still, and the spider silk spit out from her mouth wove a huge web in the sky, covering the wind feathers and coming.

"Tsk... You are disobedient."

The golden arrow shot from behind Feng Ling split into countless tiny rays, shattering the spider web, and at the same time Feng Ling mercilessly inserted her tentacles into the body of the Demon Spider Demon God.

"Wow!"

"Go to sleep... There will be a fantasy of you ruling Tevat in the dream~"

Feng Ling's voice was so seductive that the demon god's vision was blurred, and finally he fell into a dream almost forever and landed on the ground.

"Heh... The [Deception] authority that Sidi gave me is really good. It is simply incomprehensible to cooperate with this [Fantasy]."

Feng Ling, who had solved the trouble this time, was in a good mood, turned around, and saw Zhong Li who had come late, with the bow and arrow in his hand still glowing with golden light.

"I've been practicing arrow kung fu recently."

"Thank you for the compliment."

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The Tivat Continent is becoming chaotic. There may not have been any incidents that required their demon gods to take action in the past few decades, but now it has only been a year, and there have been many incidents of demon gods making trouble.

And the chaos doesn't just come from the Demon God. All kinds of monsters and spirits on the mainland have also become crazy. Apart from the Demon God, they have to solve these things.

It's hard to do.

It's just that Feng Ling feels that the demon god incident he has solved in the past year may not be as large as this time. This demon god came to Liyue from the direction of Sumeru. Dee's reminder.

"That is a demon god who can control the human mind. There are many controlled monsters or humans under his banner, but the most cruel and bloodthirsty one is a guy in human form."

Feng Ling felt that the demon god who controlled the human mind seemed familiar, and he seemed to have seen such a person before.

But at this moment, everyone in Liyue was already waiting at the defense line of Lingju Pass, with Feng Ling as the leader, waiting for the opponent's arrival.

It was under a slightly yellow sunset, among the continuous mountains in the distance, small black spots gradually appeared one after another, rushing towards the land of Liyue.

Those are ferocious monsters, obeying the demon god who waged wars everywhere.

"All the Qianyan Army listened to the order, and the bullets of the final machine were set for me. When they get closer, they will shoot directly, and don't leave any one behind!"

"Yes!"

When the first bullet fired, it was 1 minute after Feng Ling said these words. Above the towering pass, invisible bullets fired rapidly in mid-air towards the dense group of monsters.

Many are very mixed, not only the lowest level Qiuqiu people, but even mountain-like rock dragon lizards and ancient rock dragon lizards, which were reduced to ashes in the bullets of the final machine.

But it is inevitable that some fish that escaped the net rushed towards the pass, and the yakshas who had been prepared for a long time met the enemy on the ground. Thousands of troops from both sides met in this rugged valley. It became a place of fighting.

Between Lingjuguan and Xumi is the woodcutter valley that belongs to the stratum rock giant abyss area.

Feng Ling was also among them. As the leader, he chose to face the enemy himself. The blue water mercilessly swept over all the surrounding monsters, and the ashes were scattered.

"In my body, call the rain of blessing...!"

Complicated handprints were formed in Feng Ling's hands. On the originally clear sunset, large swaths of dark clouds suddenly appeared, and heavy rain fell randomly.

Where the raindrops passed, the ground turned into a swamp, and thorns grew, sweeping half of the battlefield with overwhelming force, while the other half of the battlefield was controlled by a golden-winged roc flying in the sky.

The corpses and blood of ordinary yakshas had already splashed all over the ground, and the fangs of the monsters and the sharp claws of the golden-winged roc mercilessly tore their bodies apart.

Feng Ling thought for a while, then flew up to the sky decisively, dodged those strange flying monsters, and went to restrain the golden-winged roc.

Speaking of the golden-winged roc, Feng Ling thought of a guy in his heart, and he didn't know where he was now... Don't let it be the one in front of him.

Golden-winged Dapeng Feng Ling looked almost the same, after all, one was a jellyfish and the other was a bird, but no matter what, he couldn't be allowed to kill any more.

At the same time that the dagger cut through the side of the waist, a huge water ring appeared behind Feng Ling. In the sky that had already been filled with a layer of mist, the rope composed of six streams of water rushed towards the golden-winged roc, pulling Grab his feet and drag him to the ground.

"Wow!"

"Whether you are him or not, come down for me!"

The huge figure fell from the sky and landed on the pile of monsters, stirring up a huge spray and mist on the ground, destroying all the monsters affected by it.

When the mist dissipated, the huge roc bird had disappeared, and in Feng Ling's eyes, it was replaced by a thin human figure, which was a very familiar shadow to Feng Ling.

He is not too tall, but his handsome face is not as agile and cheerful as when Feng Ling saw him last time. His hair is dark green. The only two differences are the colorful and complicated tattoos on his arms, and the evil spirit all over his body. Bloodlust.

Feng Ling's pupils shrank sharply.

Really...

"...Jin Peng?!"

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Chapter 170

Hearing the shout from Feng Ling, a look of astonishment flashed across the eyes of the dull-eyed boy with golden pupils, and then disappeared without a trace. He raised the spear in his hand and charged towards Feng Ling. come.

"?!"

Seeing that the current Jin Peng was obviously insane, Feng Ling would not be so stupid as to stand there and let him hit him. After the tentacles wrapped around his back, they directly entangled his feet and waist to hang him up.

"Jin Peng, you..."

They reunited after a hundred years, although they had already been mentally prepared, even to see Jinpeng's corpse, but they never thought that they would meet him on the battlefield.

Recalling the brain-eating monster Sidi mentioned, Feng Ling felt a pang in his heart. He had already identified the demon god who attacked this time, probably Gu Xin, the demon god of dreams.

"Ugh..."

There was a sudden sharp pain from the tentacles. Feng Ling looked over and found that Jin Peng had cut off his tentacles mercilessly, and the transparent liquid flowed all over the ground, washed away by the rain.

Jin Peng's whole body was already drenched, and the lines and marks all over his body were tightly attached to the thin clothes. Because of this, Feng Ling could see the strange tattoos on his chest and back.

The war is still going on, and the sound of the final machine firing can be heard endlessly, but the old couple in front of them stood looking at each other for a long time, Jin Peng seemed to be resisting the killing temper in his mind that controlled him.

so that the expression is painful.

Was it Feng Ling's appearance that briefly awakened his sanity?

"Little golden bird... I'll help you!"

At the same time that the seal was formed, the blood burst, and the illusion was about to cover Jin Peng's surroundings, but at the next moment, from behind him, the sound and pain of the sharp blade piercing the flesh made Feng Ling's nerves tremble.

Turning around in a daze, he saw the demon god with a stern smile. The dream demon god had already lurked behind him at some point.

Feng Ling was so confused by Jin Peng's appearance that he didn't notice it.

And the Jinpeng in front of him has once again turned into that cold and lifeless look, which makes people feel distressed.

"The Demon God of Symbiosis...isn't he too careless, he only cares so much about your golden bird?"

Gu Xin's voice stuck behind Feng Ling's ear, and the sharp blade in his hand pierced a little deeper. Feng Ling frowned slightly, and between turning his hands, the waters had already enveloped the two gods.

"I didn't find you just now, but don't think I'm that simple."

The nerve-paralyzing toxin wandered in the waters. Gu Xin couldn't beat Feng Ling in the past, but now he still couldn't beat Feng Ling even with a sneak attack.

But at this moment, Jin Peng acted, he didn't care who Feng Ling was between his wide open and close marksmanship, and Feng Ling's physical skills were not good enough, and he couldn't find time to dodge the dense attacks Control each other.

In the end, Jin Peng tapped Feng Ling lightly on the back of the head, and as a result, Feng Ling passed out directly, and the waters that imprisoned Gu Xin also burst, and she fell to the ground, a little embarrassed.

"Master Feng Ling!"

It was Fushe's voice, he was rushing over to support, Gu Xin frowned slightly upon hearing this.

"Jin Peng, take us back!"

"..."

Jinpeng turned into a roc without saying a word, carrying Guxin and the unconscious Fengling on his back, amidst the screams, after flying into the air, the floating house was long overdue.

After kidnapping Feng Ling, Gu Xin's army retreated as if they had accomplished their purpose, leaving only the messy corpses in the wood-picking valley.

It's just that their evacuation in Caiqiao Valley was not retreating to the direction of Sumeru, but was attacking Qingxu Pu. After all, Qingxu Pu was originally the land of the Dream Demon God.

At this moment, Zhongli was dealing with the sudden storm at sea, and the demon god in the sea was also making trouble recently, and when he heard the news and arrived, Qingxupu's defense line was already broken, and the area shrouded in dreams was beyond Zhongli's reach. the power of.

"Surround Qingxupu and prepare for battle...go invite the immortal family from Jueyunjian to help."

"Yes!"

Fu She left in a hurry, but at the end of the day it was long overdue.

"How's the situation?"

"Although I can't do anything about her dreams, I can forcefully break the formation."

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At this moment, at the bottom of Qingxu Pu, the wounded Feng Ling was tied to the top of the stone pillar. He had already woken up on the way of being captured, but the pain all over his body had taken away his ability to move.

This place seems to be a dungeon, Gu Xin is not there, there is no one else, but in front of him, there is only Jin Peng sitting on the ground with his head down and a numb expression.

It is completely different from the bloodthirsty on the battlefield, but it is far from the him in Feng Ling's memory. Although Feng Ling doesn't know what happened to him, the rumor of eating human brains...

"Jinpeng...little golden bird? You won't forget me, hey... respond?"

Feng Ling tried not to use a sad tone, and called him as calmly as possible. After shouting for more than a minute, Jin Peng finally had a little reaction and slowly raised his head.

He looked at Feng Ling.

In the eyes was the sadness and numbness that shocked Feng Ling, as well as deep fear.

"Feng... Ling?"

"Looks like you still remember me, little golden bird, you..."

"Did I...did I hurt you..."

Jin Peng's voice was very small, still trembling slightly. Although he had been separated from Feng Ling for more than 700 years and had changed a lot, his voice hadn't changed much.

"Sorry... I seem to be late..."

"..."

He didn't respond, but silently gathered his body together and hugged his knees. The grunting and twitching sensation from his stomach made Jin Peng frown tightly.

He's hungry, but terrified of eating.

Feng Ling's gaze wandered around, looking for an opportunity to escape with Jin Peng. He was familiar with the environment here, it was the dungeon of Qingxupu, and the chains that bound him seemed to be the most common kind of shackles.

Stretching out the tentacles and slashing vigorously, the chain broke with a bang, and he fell to the ground immediately. Jin Peng watched subconsciously want to help him up, thought for a while, and withdrew his hand again.

The strength was still available, and the wounds on his body were all minor wounds, which were probably scratched when he was tied up. Feng Ling took a few deep breaths and stretched out his hand towards Jin Peng.

"Little golden bird... may I take you away?"

"..."