Chapter 610: Yellow-level Warping Formation (1/2)

Spirit Vessel Jiu Dang Jia 33580K 2022-07-22

Feiyun came over toward Wu Qinghua’s cage and sneered: “Her cultivation is too high so don’t let her out to avoid any needless complication. I’ll just pick one of the young ones.”

The heretics naturally knew the difficulties in dealing with Qinghua so they didn’t want to take the risk either. They happily nodded after hearing Feiyun actively making this choice.

“You then.” Feiyun pointed at Chan Ling’er.

She was the prettiest and strongest among the three geniuses with a transcending physical appearance. Long figure and a face out of this world on top of possessing a pure aura. The choice was rather obvious.

The old hunchback came over and released the seal on her cage and threw her out.

In her white Buddhist robe, she looked beautiful and extraordinary; perfect curves and long brows.

The moment she got out, she raised her finger and condensed a white energy sword - aiming it straight at Feng Feiyun.

Because of her long and thin legs, she looked like a dancer despite her murderous intent.

“Boom!” Feiyun punched straight at her sword and crushed it. He then reached forward and grabbed her delicate hand, pulling her into his embrace.

She struggled and used her other hand to attack but Feiyun grabbed it as well, dislocating the wrist resulting in unspeakable pain.

He laughed wildly before embracing her completely and taking her into the inner chamber, ignoring her weak punches and cursing.

“Feng Feiyun, you animal! You won’t die a good death!” Chi Yao fiercely shook the cage bars.

“I pray to the great Buddha, am willing to pay any price as long as Feng Feiyun goes to hell.” Ningxiang felt a sharp pain while watching the whole thing, fully aware of the unsavory things that will happen inside.

The heretics also laughed. It was a shame that Feiyun didn’t take care of her on the spot so that they could look at her wondrous body too.

Qian Qiusheng remained vigilant and discretely signaled an order with his eyes. Several heretics came out of the hall and acted as patrolling sentries.

Though Feiyun has always acted evil, this wasn’t enough for Qiusheng to drop his guard completely.

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“Feng Feiyun, you can’t be like this, have you forgotten Nangong Hongyan, you’re letting her down.” Ling’er couldn’t get out of his iron grip.

“Boom!” He directly threw her on the ground and said flatly: “Take off your dudou.”

Having said that, he crouched down and bit his fingertip, using his blood to draw on the ground.

Ling’er got up and reconnected her dislocated wrist. She shuddered while asking: “What do you want…?”

“Just do when I tell you, stop blabbering.” Feiyun coldly responded while still drawing runes.

How could the shy girl actually take off her undergarment? She turned red and didn’t do anything.

It didn’t take long before Feiyun finished drawing a runic circle with a one-meter diameter. He took out nine True Mysterious Spirit Stones and engraved them on the circle. The formation started flowing with lights.

He stood up and frowned after seeing her: “Why haven’t you taken it out?”

The light shined on her red face, causing it to look sparkling. She gritted her teeth: “What are you doing?”

“This is a yellow-level Warping Formation. My current divine intent can only handle this lowest level of teleportation, taking someone with similar cultivation as me ten miles away. I have carved another formation right outside the hill before coming here.” Feiyun said with a serious expression.

After being knocked down by Qinghua earlier, he started carving an array so that he could run, expecting something like this to happen. Unfortunately, he didn’t think the heretics would have so many experts here so he needed to change his plan.