C844 Smelting the Battle Soul(2)
C844 Smelting the Battle Soul(2)
"Ah. . . Save me!!"
Yan Jun looked at the aftermath of the battle that covered the sky and covered the earth. His face was ashen. He wanted to take a ride, but Qin Sheng coldly turned around and glanced at him as if he was looking at a dead person.
How could Qin Sheng save the first successor of the Mystical Cloud Nation?
Yan Jun's face was filled with despair. He had refined a innate Practitioner Weapon that could withstand three full-force attacks from a Divine Palace Realm expert.
However, facing the aftermath of a battle between peak abode Realm experts, Yan Jun's innate Practitioner Weapon armor was as fragile as porcelain.
With a cracking sound, it shattered into pieces. Yan Jun looked at Qin Sheng, who was fleeing in the distance, and muttered something. He chanted an ancient Spell, and a black illusionary Talisman shot out from between his brows.
It was so fast that it disappeared into Qin Sheng's body in the blink of an eye.
"What is it?"
Qin Sheng turned around and took a look. His heart was beating fast, and his forehead turned black. It was as if a ferocious black death Qi had gathered in his body.
"Even if I have to die, I will drag you down with me. Now that you are cursed by the vengeful spirit, you will be buried with me!" Yan Jun's face was full of resentment. He looked at Qin Sheng's disappearing figure, and then he was annihilated by the terrifying aftershocks of the battle.
With a puff, Yan Jun turned into a blood fog, and all the somatic spirits were destroyed!
Qin Sheng felt that something was wrong. His Soul Points was becoming weaker and weaker, and his entire body was trembling. His hands and feet were cold.
"What's going on?"
Even Long Wei had clearly noticed the changes in Qin Sheng's body. However, he couldn't stop now. He flew for thousands of miles before the aftermath of the battle completely disappeared.
"Puff!"
Qin Sheng spat out a large mouthful of black blood. He fell to the ground, unconscious.
"Damn! Qin Sheng, don't die!" Long Wei was shocked and his heart almost fell to the ground. He had made a soul pact with Qin Sheng. Qin Sheng could not die in the past hundred years. Once he died, he would die as well.
Qin Sheng had been unconscious for three days and three nights. Finally, he slowly opened his eyes.
"I'm not dead?"
Qin Sheng felt incomparably weak. He had a feeling that he had just survived a disaster.
A huge Toad stuck out its head. Its face revealed a touch of excitement. "Alright, my croak has finally come back to life!"
Qin Sheng felt weak all over his body, and his hands and feet were cold. He had refined a glyph bone, and his blood energy was monstrous. His body was as strong as a Great Demons, so how could he be afraid of the cold?
"How long have I been unconscious for?"
Qin Sheng asked weakly.
"Three days and three nights. If you don't wake up soon, I will be cold. "
Long Wei said, "Teenage, your forehead has turned black. This is a sign of great danger. Did you get contaminated by some dirty things a few days ago?
"I was poisoned!"
Qin Sheng said indifferently, "The curse of the vengeful spirit is a deadly poison that touches the soul. These days, it will follow me like a ghost. "
Long Wei frowned. He had never heard of the Vengeful Spirit Curse, but it sounded very scary.
"The flood has washed over the Dragon King Temple. I was careless this time. I have already crippled that seriousness from the beginning. He will have no chance to take advantage of it!" Qin Sheng was slightly regretful. His expression was somewhat grave. This vengeful spirit curse was not easy to deal with.
The so-called vengeful spirit curse was actually to use his soul as a sacrifice to a god to obtain evil power and form a black curse Talisman.