Chapter 620

"What the hell is this? It's too evil!"

Feng Qianwei looked at the blood red color in front of her, but she couldn't see anyone or any kind.

"Ka! Ka! Ka!"

The shield in front of me was covered with spider web cracks. It looked like it would crack at any time.

"The shield won't last long. We must find a way to get out."

Feng Qianwei wants to leave the cave before the protective cover disappears. However, she feels a lot of pressure around her. She seems to be trapped in a mud pond. It's hard to move.

"What should I do?"

Holding the Phoenix white moon flute in her hand, she thought about how to break through this desperate situation.

She remembered that they had almost reached the fork in the road before. Now she was stopped here and couldn't go out. It wasn't far from the exit.

"You can't use the Phoenix white moon flute. You can only gamble."

Feng Qianwei took out a fire fold in her hand and approached the protective cover. The blood mark there suddenly faded.

She felt a little more confident and threw the fire fold to the ground.

"Boom!"

The flames soared steeply, and the burning flames roared.

"Ka!"

The protective cover cracked and the fire spread abruptly.

Feng Qianwei's body condenses soul power to block the attack of fire.

The flame swept through, and the bloody palm print was driven back by the flame.

Relying on the protection of soul power, Feng Qianwei breaks through the raging fire and flies away towards the outside.

But although the bloody palm print was afraid of the flame, it was still unwilling to give up the prey coming to the mouth and gathered into a bloody River to extinguish the flame along the way.

At this time, Feng Qianwei has arrived at the channel when she first came in. The flame resisted for a moment, but it still couldn't stop the bloody river.

Fire can do damage to it, but it cannot destroy it.

The purple lotus in Feng Qianwei's hand emerged and turned into a gorgeous light curtain to block the bloody river.

But the power of this river is too strong, and the light curtain she condenses will break at any time.

Although her soul power is pure, it is also limited and has been consumed more and more.

Just when she could hardly hold on, a voice fell in her ear.

"This is Mingshan blood spirit. If it is hit by its blood drops, it will suck up its blood. You are not its opponent. If you die in the soul world, you can't survive in reality."

The sudden appearance of a figure startled Feng Qianwei.

"Where did this guy come from?"

When she looked carefully, she found that it was him, Zihua living in Ziyun xuanque fan.

"I'll block it for you. If you leave here, it can't leave here."

Zihua said faintly, waved his sleeves, and a powerful soul force spread out to compete with each other.

"Let's go! I can only stop it temporarily. It has thousands of incarnations. It's difficult for me to stop it all."

Zihua said, if he could stop it for a moment, it would turn into countless illusions again, and he couldn't stop them all at that time.

"Thank you, master!"

Feng Qianwei didn't pay attention to Zihua's existence, and she didn't expect that he would save her in a critical moment.

"I just think you're a little like her. There's nothing to thank."

Zihua's eyes are full of nostalgia. His greatest wish in this life is to see her again, even at a glance.

Unfortunately, he doesn't even know where she is now. Has she ever reincarnated? Or turned into a stone, a tree or a flower?

He followed Feng Qianwei just to find the person in his heart.

"How dare you block my way!"

A vicious voice fell.

"Why don't you dare? When ah Wu and I were able to keep you here forever, would we still be afraid of you?"

Zihua said proudly.