Chapter 548： (2/2)

While speaking, Pei Qiyu had already opened his eyes.

The soaring demonic energy on his body was put away, and it looked no different from spiritual cultivation. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Jing Jue would definitely not believe that this person would be a demonic cultivator.

It can be seen that this person's disguise is strong.

Pei Qiyu glanced at him indifferently, before he said: "These eight formations of Juntian map need to be opened with something containing the power of the fairy spirit." After a pause, he said again, "I was passed into an ancient battlefield before, almost. Was killed."

Looking back on that battlefield, the cruelty was terribly real, like being in a mirror.

What is even more frightening is that after he entered, he turned into a weapon of the Demon Race as a Demon Seed, fighting against human cultivation and ghost cultivation in the Netherworld.

Everyone gasped.

"Could it be that this thing is the battlefield that appeared back then?" Wen Qiao asked in surprise.

"Maybe." Pei Qiyu shook his head, "I can't stay for too long. After feeling life threatened, I hurried out."

It is ridiculous to say that the cultivator of his dignified Yuanzong Realm late stage can only be killed after spending half a day in it, which makes him feel uncomfortable.

However, recalling the magic power of the body during the battle gave him an impulse, and he wanted to try again.

"Then I will go in and take a look." Wen Qiao decided immediately.

Wen Tutu opened his mouth and said: "Sister, let me go in first, it's too dangerous inside..."

"It's danger, you just stayed." Wen Qiao held him, and Chao Ning Yuzhou looked over, seeing that he didn't mean to object, he became more and more happy.

Although Ning Jichen was worried, he didn't say anything.

Jing Jue asked hesitantly: "Prince Pei said just now that you need something with the power of a fairy to open it. Do you have any?"

Wen Qiao and others turned to look at him at the same time, "Of course there are."

"Brother Normal University gave Wen Maomao some."

"Tweet, twee~" Little Phoenix held up her furry chest, very proud.

Jing Jue suddenly realized that this should be the foundation of the Seven Soul Sect. The teacher is lifeless, but the next lord of the Life Soul Sect in the Seven Soul Sect, it is not surprising that there will be such precious things.

Wen Qiao took out a milky-white transparent stone mixed in from the storage bag.

The moment it appeared, a powerful and abundant force filled the surroundings, and the unsuspecting Jing Jue stepped back a few steps, and Ning Jichen, who had a low cultivation base, couldn't help but retreat.

This thing was given by Shi Wuming to the little phoenix as an apologizing, and little phoenix threw it to her mother to keep it. At that time, Ning Yuzhou said that this is something that contains the power of a fairy and is not suitable for them to use now.

However, it can finally come in handy now.

Wen Tutu stared at the stone, and asked the teacher suspiciously: "Brother Brother, have you planned it a long time ago?"

Master Wuming shouted injustice, "Brother Wen, how can you doubt me? How can I know that this thing works? When I returned to the Seven Soul Sect, I just threw it into my storage bag. It wasn't because I was not allowed to hear the hairs. You said he was fat, did you send him an apology?"

"Tweet!"

Seeing the little phoenix looking over warily, Shi Wuming hurriedly said, "I didn't say you were fat, so you don't need to look at me."

To put it bluntly, Shi Wuming finally dispelled Wentutu's suspicion. He felt that it was not easy for him. It was obviously something that Wen Mao Maopit had sent to Wen Qiao, but he was suspected that he had a motive. How could he have any motives?

Ning Yuzhou glanced lightly at Sui Sui Nian's Master Wuming. After seeing him shut up, he said to Wen Qiao: "It has more fairy spiritual power, it should be able to be used a few more times, and it will be taken away when it comes out."

Wen Qiao answered.

Through Pei Qiyu's experience, they have been able to determine that the way to open these eight formations of Juntian Tu is not a spirit stone, but something with the power of a fairy spirit, which absorbs the power of the fairy spirit inside. As a demon species, it is not surprising that Pei Qiyu can get something with the power of a fairy.

After saying goodbye to them, Wen Qiao entered the Eighth Formation Juntiantu.

Coming to the center of the Eight Formation Juntian Tu, Wen Qiao took out the stone containing the power of the fairy spirit and set it in the formation center.

A brilliant brilliant light lit up, and Wen Qiao felt her body being pulled into another space.

When she was standing, a face suddenly fell in front of her.

This is a beautiful little boy, with a tender young sapling on his head. There are only two leaves on the sapling, which looks rather pitiful.

The little boy held her hand tightly, looked at her with a sad look, opened his mouth and said silently.

Wen Qiao understood his mouth and said: You must return safely.

Wen Qiao nodded at him without knowing what was going on.

Then, in the sad eyes of the little boy, Wen Qiao followed the people around to leave the place where beautiful and beautiful plants grow, and rush towards the battlefield.

She secretly looked at the people around her, and found that they exuded an atmosphere that made her feel very kind.

Xu Ye noticed her gaze, and a handsome man beside him suddenly stretched out his hand and stroked her head, showing her a calm but affectionate smile.

Wen Qiao was a little weird in his heart, and he didn't have time to say anything in the future. As soon as his vision changed, the surrounding environment was completely different.

There was a smell of blood in the air, and a tight killing intent flowed, making her subconsciously guard.

A rumbling sound rang out in the distance, Wen Qiao looked up and saw a deafening sound from a huge monster in front of him, and his mouth spouted black magic fire.

Wherever the magic fire reaches, grief is everywhere, and there are countless deaths and injuries.

Although Wen Qiao was a little dazed, her fighting instincts had quickly put her into a state, summoning a scorching sun bow, and slamming a beast that was rushing forward.

The magic fire spread on the ground.

Wen Qiao could even feel the heat of the flame, licking her skin, as if she was about to boil off the water in her body.

She had the illusion that she was about to be scorched. She was sweating and her lips were dry, but she couldn't shrink back. None of the people around who were fighting with her flinched.

She glanced hurriedly and found that these people were the places where she had left the beautiful forest with her earlier, as if she were from their clan.

Until a figure soared to the sky, fighting with the fire-breathing monster.

After someone restrained the beast, there was no magic fire spreading, and the surrounding enemies were able to deal with a lot. Wen Qiao followed the group of people and continued to fight, adding countless wounds to his body, and when the wound was stained with unextinguished magic fire. , A burning smell came, and the pain made her sweat.

I don't know how long it took, when the spiritual power in her body was exhausted, the war finally ended.

They won, but there were countless casualties, and there were fewer people around.

Wen Qiao was lucky to survive, but she was lying on the ground, unable to move.

A figure appeared next to her, Wen Qiao looked over with difficulty, and saw a face with a clear face, the man looked at her worriedly, gently lifted her head, and took out a biyingying fruit. give her.

Wen Qiao subconsciously pressed the tip of his tongue against it, but a part of the fruit still slipped into his throat. In an instant, the wounds on the body with the smell of magic fire did not hurt so much and began to heal.

Wen Qiao looked at the man holding her head in surprise.

The man looked at an ignorant child, smiled at her with his lips bent, stroked her head softly, and said silently to her: What a silly sister!

Wen Qiao: "..." What, who is this? How can I recognize my sister indiscriminately?

Wen Qiao held him up with a dazed expression and left the dilapidated battlefield.