At the same time, in the Dharma world of Qin Feng, Qin Feng suffered no less than Chi you.
The divine power in his body is passing rapidly, so that Qin Feng can hardly breathe, and his body becomes very weak, but he still stands rigidly beside the coffin, with one hand tightly attached to the coffin.
Clench your teeth and feel nothing except pain in your brain.
The rapid passage of divine power almost made Qin Feng feel that his vitality was almost completely drained.
"Lord Qin! Lord Qin!" The ghost looked at Qin Feng with empty eyes and was surprised. He hurriedly ran to Qin Feng's face along Qin Feng's arm and roared.
Unfortunately, there was only a crazy roar in Qin Feng's ear.
"Lord Qin! You must hold on!"
"Lord Qin!"
The ghost shook Qin Feng, pulled Qin Feng's ears and grabbed Qin Feng's face. Unfortunately, there was still no response.
Qin Feng was like a well shaped statue, motionless.
The ghost helplessly looked at Qin Feng's empty eyes, and immediately two snow-white hands suddenly filled with a very strong black air, which suddenly happened to be on Qin Feng's face.
Suddenly, a huge dark trace burned out on Qin Feng's face.
The ghost knows that this separation in the world of Qin Feng's Dharma is transformed by Qin Feng's spirit, and everything the spirit feels is the most obvious.
Finally, Qin Feng faintly noticed a tingling in his vague consciousness, as if someone was burning his cheek with a soldering iron in Shun's dream.
But even though it was so hot and tingling, Qin Feng still felt his consciousness was very vague and could hardly make any response.
At this time, in the world perceived by Qin Feng, there was only a hazy and fuzzy, and there was nothing else.
After a long time, the ghost saw that Qin Feng still had no response. He was very anxious, like an ant on a hot pot, anxious and helpless.
"What can I do?"
"Lord Qin, wake up!"
The ghost repeatedly burned Qin Feng with his own Styx essence. There was no other reaction except that Qin Feng's spirit was branded with dark finger prints one after another.
Finally, the ghost sat helplessly on Qin Feng's arm and looked at Qin Feng's absent eyes. Two groups of terrible breath suddenly appeared in the whole hand of the ghost.
The ghost sacrificed his two wisps of spirits.
At the same time, he also suffered great pain. His seemingly very young body trembled violently on Qin Feng's arm, and his whole body gradually exuded dark energy.
The pale ghost covered his whole body with the power of the nether world, as if he had fallen into an ink basin.
Finally, the severe pain disappeared, and the two spirits were tightly clenched in their hands and hearts by the ghost.
The ghost's hands trembled, and dark tears gushed out of his eyes.
The sharp pain of tearing makes the small faces of the ghost shrink together and look very painful.
Two small hands slowly extended to Qin Feng, and then the two spirits like loaches instantly drilled in from Qin Feng's eyes.
"Ah!"
Qin Feng, who was still, immediately felt a pain he couldn't bear, but the pain made him more and more sober, and then more obvious and sober.
Over and over again, he tortured Qin Feng to death.
On Penglai Fairy Island, the center of the palace.
The storm became more and more huge. At the same time, it had completely covered the whole palace, and the overflowing energy was beating on a group of Terrans and Protoss.
"Hiss -" Ye Yidao took a breath, put his arm in front of him, and raised a tiny golden Divine Shield, but it didn't help.
"You'd better leave Penglai Fairy Island first!" Zhou Qi and Ji Kang looked at Qin Zihan ye and his party with dignified faces: "you are all flesh and blood. I'm afraid you can't resist this terrible storm."
Ye Yi and Qin Zihan looked at each other and didn't know how to decide for a moment.
"But Lord Qin can't move a step at this time. It's like being fixed on this Fairy Island. When the storm continues to spread, it will devour all of us sooner or later. As long as the storm doesn't stop for a moment, even if we escape to the ends of the earth, it won't help..." crazy Dao is very calm at this time.
His strength is not outstanding. Even ye Yiqin Zihan, the two current peaks of the Chinese people, can't estimate the strength of the storm.
All of them have only one concept of the storm in front of them, that is: unstoppable!
Only Qin Feng could resist such power. Zhou qijikang was also at a loss about it.
Ye also looked around, but hung his head, and immediately saw the reduced magic weapon in front of his chest: Chaos seal.
"Chaos seal... Chaos clock..."
Ye also whispered to himself, "although these things are all attack magic weapons, they are very solid... Are they..."
Thinking, ye Yi suddenly offered up the chaotic clock, and the reduced chaotic clock immediately appeared in Ye Yi's palm, rotating slowly in the palm like a fingertip gyro.
Then, ye Yiguo suddenly threw the chaotic clock towards his head, and then a Dharma seal hit the chaotic clock.
"Buzzing!"
After a dull sound, the size of the chaotic clock suddenly soared, and then everyone was inverted in it.
"Come on! Help me instill magic power into the chaos clock!"
"It's better to try!"
Ye Yi made a seal with one hand, and a golden light burst out from his fingertips and rushed into the top of the chaotic clock.
Seeing this, the others hurriedly urged their divine power and broke into the chaotic clock with golden lights.
The whole chaotic clock began to rotate wildly, emitting dazzling golden light, and then began to gradually turn white and transparent.
Inside the chaotic clock, you can still see everything outside.
Through the chaotic clock, the surrounding emerald green smell becomes more and more strong, and the terrible power still begins to penetrate the chaotic clock and continues to diffuse around everyone.
"Damn it! Although it can block a lot, it will still be affected. How terrible this power is!"
"What is the origin of this Fairy Island? If there is any power in the divine world, why do you torture my fellow people like this?"
Ye also helplessly looked at the green storm outside through the chaotic clock, with a touch of despair in his eyes.
Xiong Ba also began to doubt at this time, so he said, "this Fairy Island was born in the demon world. Can it be a more powerful demon family than Chiyou?"
"Impossible!" Yinling's crisp voice categorically retorted, "my perception will not be wrong!"
"No matter how this energy is explained, it will never become a family in the demon world!"
"Don't insult the ancient immortal!"