Although he is not like a human and has a spiritual plant, he looks like a human after all. He often talks to him, which makes Wu Feng blur the boundaries. He originally regarded Lingyun as a complete person, but after she said this, he suddenly compared Lingyun with Shengsheng Vine.

She looks much more delicate when she swallows flesh and blood.

It was also the first time that Wu Feng tried to carve the inscription, which seemed a little stuttering and extremely slow. Fortunately, it was a soul body after all, so there was no shaking hands. He almost enlarged the inscription sample sent by Hui Zi'an and replicated it onto the corpse.

At this moment, the whole afternoon took.

The sky gradually darkened, and the cave became darker quickly, but the light was optional for Wu Feng, and the portrayal of the movements did not stop at all.

At one moment, Wu Feng inserted the golden needle used to carve the inscription in his hand back into the doll.

In front of him was a human body wrapped in scars that were thinner than hair. The scars were dense and the interlaced areas were slightly blooming. Combined with the strange patterns, it exuded an evil aura, an unknown meaning.

In his hand, he was holding a doll the size of a palm. The doll was also covered with red lines, thinner than spider silk. If it weren't for observation with spiritual consciousness, it would be difficult for the naked eye to see what was portrayed on it.

This is the blood refining curse formation doll handed over to Wu Feng by Hui Zi'an. The golden needle held by Wu Feng was now inserted from the top of the doll's head, leaving only an inconspicuous bulge.

Wu Feng compared to the doll and the formation on the corpse, and after confirming it, he walked to the corpse and began to use the spiritual technique.

This is a male corpse. Although it is dead, its body still has a hint of toughness. However, with the operation of the Spiritual Art, the outline of the corpse gradually becomes softer, and the knuckles and joints are even more obvious, as if the edges and corners have been smoothed out.

The corpse that was lying flat seemed to have become flattered, like a balloon filled with water spread out on the ground, with the liquid inside only wrapped in it by the skin, spreading out a little.

After another half an hour, the body was completely invisible, and there was only a pool of strange and flexible things left in place.

Wu Feng could feel that the influence of the Spiritual Art was that the liquid and flesh under the human skin were surging slightly, making a sensation of gurgling sound, and the skin was even shaking.

Then it began to shrink, wrinkles appeared in the originally filled skin, and the liquid inside was decreasing... until the last layer of light and thin human skin was spread on the ground, with only a slight bulge in the middle.

Wu Feng went over and used his spiritual touch to tear the human skin apart.

What reflected in Wu Feng and Ling Yun's eyes was a scarlet and semi-solid, the size of a steamed bun, trembling and not transparent, with a slight rust of blood.

Is this the essence and blood of the human body?

After Wu Feng just looked at it for a while, Ling Yun couldn't wait to poke a rope-like thing out of his body, and inserted it into the scarlet "bubble" like a straw.

The steamed bun began to die at an extremely fast speed.

"It's really strange. There were quite a few people who died on Jilei Mountain in the past. I never felt that there was anything that attracted me in them. How could they accelerate my improvement by becoming like this?" After absorbing the essence and blood, Ling Yun was satisfied and became a little confused.

Wu Feng couldn't help but roll his eyes. If ordinary practitioners could be swallowed by you, then Jilei Mountain would have become a forbidden area.

If she, or it would know that she could use the practitioner as a nourishment before her transformation, and with the strength of the saint and the reason she had no at all at the beginning, she would probably dye the southern border blood before being killed by other saints.

At this time, the sky was dark, and Lin Feixing outside the cave became a little anxious. When he went to save someone one minute later, Ye Xin and Wen Xiuxiu became more dangerous. However, after all, he had to rely on external forces and could not act like a forced attitude. He could only force his patience and heal his wounds.

Two hours later, some movement finally came from the cave.

After carving the blood refining curse once, Wu Feng carved the inscription for the second time much faster. In just two hours, the corpse of the second magic practitioner turned into essence and blood.

"Sorry, I'll wait." Wu Feng bowed to Lin Feixing.

Lin Feixing breathed a sigh of relief, "Just come out, let's go now?"

"Well, Brother Feixing can lead the way."

"good."

The two did not follow the route Lin Feixing escaped, but went around another path.

"At that time, Senior Ye and Wen, I entered the Spirit-Devouring Main City from here. This path was abandoned for a long time and no one walked around." Lin Feixing said in a low voice.

Wu Feng looked strange when he heard this and signaled Lin Feixing to stop.

What's wrong? Lin Feixing showed his eyes.

I really don’t know if you should say whether you have the best flag or the crow’s mouth... Wu Feng secretly complained.

As soon as Lin Feixing finished speaking, no one was walking around here, Wu Feng noticed a strong aura coming from not far away, and was coming from behind him and heading towards the Spirit-Devouring Main City.

"Go away first." Wu Feng said.

This person's aura is probably in the Qi Yu Realm, and this is already near the Spirit-Devouring Main City. If a battle breaks out here, it will inevitably attract the attention of the Spirit-Devouring Main City.

If the distance is right, Wu Feng might be able to try to use the Smoky Rain Sword Qi to kill the other party, but if the distance is closer, it will be more than worth the loss when the other party discovers it.

As for Lin Feixing, he naturally didn't want to cause trouble. He just wanted to rescue Ye Xin and his wife now.

The man was getting closer and closer. Lin Fei's Star Spirit Art was special and contained the aura of grass and trees. At this time, he quietly regarded himself as a stone among the grass and did not look at the other party.

Wu Feng looked at him secretly, but his soul body had no sight.

It's a woman, a young woman.

The black skirt was almost dragged to the ground, with light steps, and a dark green whip tip swayed beside her.

Feeling the breath, bloody, unknown to these demons, people who always had the breath they had when they were not restrained, they felt a youthful feeling. This woman not only looked young, but also not very old.

He was already a master of Qi-controlling... Wu Feng couldn't help but be amazed. Bai You was also very talented, but he was far inferior to him.

This woman probably went to hunt.

She held the handle of the whip in one hand, but dragged a corpse with the other hand. The aura emitted from the corpse was bloody, either a mortal or a righteous practitioner.

"Why are you a little familiar?" Wu Feng murmured. The woman looked a little kind-faced.

The woman is extremely beautiful. If Wu Feng walks in front of her and says that she feels familiar, she will probably be regarded as a slut, but Wu Feng really thinks she looks a little familiar.

...It's not such a coincidence, right?

Wu Feng looked at Lin Feixing who was motionless, and it was hard to call him up to see the beauty together, so he could only let her go away gradually.

When the breath went away, Lin Feixing stood up and called Wu Feng to continue moving forward.

Wu Feng thought about the woman he saw before and seemed a little silent. Lin Feixing just thought that he was worried about what was going to happen later, and he couldn't help but feel a little affection for him.

In his opinion, although Wu Feng has magical spiritual plants, his cultivation level is not high after all. This industry can be said to be a life-and-death life. He is willing to sacrifice his life for two people who are not very close to each other. He is such a good person!

He had no idea that he had been secretly rubbed by Lin Feixing and sent a good person card. Wu Feng felt the residual aura in the air and found that the woman had passed by here before, and couldn't help but become curious.

Ye Xin and Wen Xiuxiu took Lin Feixing to pass by here. The woman was also uncommon, and she walked such a remote and almost abandoned path. Perhaps there was something in it.

"Be careful and try to keep your breath as much as possible. Although there is no wall in this city, there will be patrol guards every distance. If you sense your breath, something may happen."

Wu Feng nodded and signaled that he knew.

In fact, Lin Feixing just reminded me that after Wu Feng restrained his breath, he could not even notice it. He was worried that he thought there was no city wall here, so he treated it as no defense and caused trouble.

Like any city, the periphery is not prosperous, and there are few lights on the road. Only a lantern hangs at the door of someone’s house after a long distance.

This also facilitates the two of them to sneak in.

The main city is extremely large, and the main body is naturally a mortal. There is no curfew in it. Wu Feng and the other two seemed a bit sneaky, but it was not abrupt.

After all, there are sneaky people everywhere here, most of whom are mortal thieves.

The devil practitioners live in harmony with mortals.

The practice of demonic path does not require spiritual energy as high as that of practitioners of righteous paths, so naturally they will not worry that the turbid air of mortals will be affected by the practice. Even the various dark emotions and thoughts that arise in the heart of mortals can be used by some special magic path spiritual techniques.

"Where will Senior Brother Ye and Senior Sister Wen be?" Wu Feng asked.

He only knew that the two were ambushed in the home of a little demon cultivator, but he didn't know much about the process and didn't know the person behind them.

Qu Yun, who can dispatch one of the six guards of the Spirit Devouring Temple, obviously there are some hidden stories. One of the six guards can't do it yourself for a little cultivation resource.

Lin Feixing said:

"It's mostly in the Qu family, but we only need to go to Naqining, and we can probably ask."

Qi Ning is the one who said he had Ye Xin’s daughter in his hands.

"Are those who are chasing you the same group?" Wu Feng asked. If those people were familiar with Qi Ning and they did not go back, it might arouse his vigilance.

Lin Feixing smiled bitterly, "Their target is two seniors, and they didn't take me to heart at all. After Qu Yun injured me, he ignored me. The four of them met during my escape."

"That's fine."

Lin Feixing led the way and soon arrived in front of a large mansion.

The proportion of ordinary people in the main city is extremely large. Although Qi Ning is just a small practitioner trapped in the first level of spiritual consciousness, he also lives very well, equivalent to a gentry and rich man.

"You still have injuries, I'll go alone." Wu Feng advised Lin Feixing to stay outside.

"My spiritual technique can trap people. Although I am injured, I am not a useless person."

Wu Feng had no choice but to let him go.

Qining's location is very obvious, and there is only one location in the mansion that emits a strong sense of vagueness.

The Qi family did not have many guards, and there were many mortal guards, but for Wu Feng and the others, it was no different.

"He is practicing." Wu Feng sent a message to Lin Feixing.

The person who is practicing is a middle-aged man with many old men's corpses beside him. This is also the cultivation resource of many practitioners in the Spirit-Devouring Main City. They do not kill, but either purchase or replace mortal corpses for practice.

There are hundreds of thousands of mortals in this big city, and many people die of old age, illness, or death from various accidents every day.

For practitioners like Qi Ning who are not strong, there are only those who are old and dead who are exhausted and have exhausted.

"Hu~" Qi Ning let out a long sigh. The corpse in front of him had turned into a pile of white ash. "The blood spirit stone given by Lord Qu is indeed useful. His cultivation level, which has not been moved for many years, has been loosened... It's a pity that it will be difficult to break through to the Qi in this life."

He grew up and was about to call someone to clean up the white ash on the ground, but suddenly he heard some movement in the window frame.
To be continued...