Cheng Feng held his head high and said with pride: "How can you imagine the power of the National Preceptor?"
"Oh? Is he so powerful?" Wei Ning thought of the scene just now. If it weren't for this Lao Shizi summoning book, she would be a cold corpse now.
She really hated that Imperial Master with a passion.
I won't offend anyone unless they offend me. If someone offends me, she won't bear it!
"Take me to see your national master!"
"Hahaha!" Cheng Feng raised his head and laughed, as if he would rather die than be loyal to the national master, "This is the Netherworld, you can't get out! Since I dare to come in, I am ready to be buried here with you. With my Yin
Chengfeng’s blood pays homage to the Death Summoning Book!”
Snap!
Wei Ning's slap interrupted his majestic words. Cheng Feng was startled for a moment, then jumped up angrily: "Do you think I'm really afraid of death?"
"Then do you think that based on your weight, you are qualified to be my burial object?" Wei Ning aimed at the crook of his knee and kicked him, forcing him to kneel down on one knee in front of her, pointing a sword at his throat.
Cheng Feng was extremely angry, his face turned red, and he glared at her hatefully, "Don't be arrogant! You can't go out anyway, you will die here sooner or later!"
Wei Ning ignored him, tied him up with a vine, and threw him aside. Then he looked at Bahuang Divine Beast and Bai Ze, who were both injured after a fight.
The false alarm just now was truly frightening.
Seeing that she was fine, the Eight Desolate Divine Beasts breathed a sigh of relief and said coldly: "Bai Ze, she has no enmity against you, why do you want to put her to death?"
Bai Ze glanced at Wei Ning, his eyes were really complex and full of unspeakable meanings. He didn't answer, just snorted and walked aside to lick his wounds.
Wei Ning said: "It's impossible to get information from these two mouthless gourds. We'd better find a way out first, and then go meet that damn Imperial Master!"
"But this is the Netherworld, what can you do?" The Eight Desolate Divine Beasts were a little worried. They didn't even care about the injuries on their bodies and looked at Wei Ning worried.
"Maybe there is. Let me look through this "Death Summoning Book" first and see if there are any clues." Wei Ning patted the cover of the book lightly.
The Eight Desolate Divine Beasts said: "I have heard that this summoning book is a magic weapon from another world, but I don't know much about it. It seems that some people have deliberately omitted this paragraph, but what is certain is that this summoning book does not belong to
Jialan Continent.”
If it belongs to Jialan Continent, even if someone deliberately conceals it, he will know a little bit.
Wei Ning nodded and sat down against his back. She was seriously injured by the blow to the hibiscus flower just now, and there was still a smell of blood in her breathing.
But there is no medicine to treat internal injuries, and she has no spiritual power. There is nothing she can do now and she can only rely on herself to repair it.
Gently stroking the wooden cover with his fingers, he slowly wiped away the dust and blood stains on it, gradually revealing the five words 'Death Summons' on it. It was an ordinary seal script, but it seemed to be carved with blood. On the surface, it was sealed.
layer of wax.
When her fingertips were placed on these five words, she seemed to be summoned by some kind of call, and she vaguely heard a distant sigh in her ears.
A burst of inexplicable sadness and pain suddenly surged through her heart.
She felt that there seemed to be a huge whirlpool in front of her, leading her into it.
