In the blink of an eye, another three years have passed.
Feng Qi led the team to cross eight fields in succession.
There was a field among them, and it took them a whole year to cross it.
This field has swallowed up and merged several fields. The territory is already very large. It is controlled by a powerful clan. It is one of the strongest fields that Fengqi has encountered during his journey of training.
During these three years of travel, the team's wardrobe has changed.
As a team assistant, Xiaoyou customized a black robe for everyone.
The black robe is completely woven from energy and feels light and thin, but it does not appear to be energy and is no different from the physical entity.
As a group, the design of the black robe was completed independently by Xiaoyou.
The back of each black robe is embroidered with a magic knife, which emits a soft halo under the light.
In addition, the right arm of each black robe has patterns representing the respective members of the Sword Demon Group.
For example, as the boss, Feng Qi's black robe has a magic sword mark embroidered on his right arm. When the black robe absorbs external spiritual energy, the magic sword icon will have a special effect of black mist spreading, which looks very domineering.
The right arm of Xiaoyou's black robe is embroidered with a golden flower spirit pattern of life and death.
This is a plant that Xiaoyou has seen since she can remember it. She has no impression of her tribe, but she also understands that the flower of life and death must be a spiritual plant cultivated by her tribe.
Including the flying mask Xiaoyou made for herself, which was also branded with the flower of life and death.
The right arm of Po Jia's black robe is a dark red dagger. This pattern represents Po Jia's fighting style and the growth path he pursues: assassination style.
The right arm of Thunder's black robe is marked by lightning, which is related to his natural ability and racial culture.
In addition to the fact that there is no custom-made sword demon robe outside the body of the negative consciousness, even Taihang has a sword demon robe that is unique to it. The mark represented by it is the nightmare bell pattern on its neck.
After years of traveling together and wearing similar clothes, the team's cohesion has been significantly improved.
Especially for Po Jia, this was a warmth he had never felt before.
He once lived in an underground mine and learned to be tolerant, cunning, selfish, etc. at a very young age.
Even though he was taken out of the underground mine by Feng Qi, Pen Jia's inherent understanding did not change. He felt that he was like a commodity after escaping from the mine, and he could not escape the fate of being exploited.
But with the company on the journey, Po Jia's self-frozen heart is gradually melting.
Even though he is still not good at words on the surface, deep down he already has a strong sense of belonging to this team.
But deep inside Po Jia's heart, his desire for strength has never diminished.
He knows that only strength can truly determine his future.
…
On this day, Feng Qi led the team to a brand new field.
Passing through the domain field barrier, what appears in front of you is the endless black ocean, with a huge island on the left.
At this time they were standing on the black island.
Following the sound of the tide lapping against the rocks, one can see the endless black waves on the horizon.
You can also vaguely hear an ethereal voice like a siren coming from the depths of the sea.
The air here is filled with the smell of rotting dead fish.
It can be seen that this is also a domain world dominated by ocean area.
Thinking of crossing the sea again, Feng Qi took a deep breath, knowing that the next step was another difficult journey.
Through the perception of Qi and blood, he discovered that there were a large number of lives with strong Qi and blood in the sea in front of him, and the process of crossing the sea would inevitably involve a series of fierce battles.
He was not in a hurry to set off and decided to take a good rest on the shore first.
Soon a bonfire was set up on the shore.
Xiaoyou skillfully took out various ingredients from the space bracelet, and then took out various seasoning powders ground by spiritual plants for Feng Qi to choose from.
During this period, as the team's scout, Po Jia took advantage of the time he was still making food to explore the surrounding area.
Feng Qi did not stop this.
The flowers in the greenhouse don't grow big, so he can't do everything by himself.
He is the boss, not the nanny of the Sword Demon Group.
Team members such as Sunder Armor and Thunder obviously also understand this.
Especially for armor sundering, now he knows where his responsibilities lie without him taking the initiative to give orders.
An hour later, under the flames released by the magic knife, the tough skin of the domain beast melted, revealing the grey-red flesh texture inside, and the fragrance suppressed in the skin burst out instantly.
Using the magic knife to cut a piece of hot meat, Feng Qi then grabbed a piece of ling mushroom leaf, wrapped the piece of meat with the leaf and handed it to Xiaoyou.
Spirit mushroom leaves are spiritual plants picked by Feng Qi in a desert field.
There were very few green plants in that field, and the discovery of the ling mushroom leaves was purely coincidental. He was not sure whether the plant was poisonous at the time and took a sip. He found that the ling mushroom leaves had a sour and crisp taste, and also had the effect of nourishing the body.
It tastes better when paired with barbecued meats and is very satisfying.
But if you eat one portion of Ganoderma lucidum leaves, you will lose one portion, and their inventory is running low.
Several types of seasonings picked early have been used up, so we need to dig out new seasonings all the time during the trip.
"Boss, thank you!"
Looking at Xiaoyou, whose eyes were shining, and he took the barbecue in surprise, Feng Qi took it for granted and ignored it.
Cutting a piece of barbecue and throwing it into his mouth, he turned his gaze towards the island:
"Where's the broken armor?"
"Perhaps there is something discovered on the island, let me go look for it?" Lei Lei said while eating the barbecue secretly without raising his head.
"Eat slowly and leave some for him."
"okay."
After waiting for a long time, Feng Qi still hadn't waited for the broken armor to return.
Sensing something was wrong, he immediately stood up with the magic knife on his shoulder.
I saw a faint light emanating from the handle of the magic knife, spreading straight to the tip, and the oily light attached to the surface immediately dissipated.
"You stay here, Taihang and I will go find him."
With that said, Feng Qi jumped up and flew across the air for a distance before landing on the black sand beach of the island.
Taihang also jumped up at this moment and followed Feng Qi to the island beach.
Looking at the forest on the island covered with green plants in the distance, Feng Qi stepped into it without hesitation.
Qi and blood sensing is activated at this time, spreading forward like a radar.
…
In the center of the island, inside the deep pit.
Billowing black smoke rose from the pit.
Bottom of the pit.
A group of beings wearing colorful corolla masks were performing a strange dance around the broken armor that was covered in wounds, while they kept muttering something.
Their life forms are completely different, there are humanoid forms and beast forms, but they are generally red in color, and their skin is like metal that has been burned by flames, glowing red.
Accompanying their dancing and shouting, strange talismans were born out of thin air one after another, and were imprinted on Sunder Armor's body.
This process is like a sacrificial ceremony.
Pen Jia, who was placed on the black stone pillar, had fallen into a coma, but his expression was extremely painful, as if he was undergoing some kind of torture.
Whenever a strange rune is engraved on Po Jia's body, his body will tremble involuntarily.
At this time, Armor-piercing's sea of spiritual consciousness has been eroded by black runes.
His consciousness became blurred, and his consciousness entered a state of superimposition of illusion and reality.
It finds that it no longer seems to be itself.
A new consciousness sprouted in his body, and he had a new name: Xie Luan.
Along with it came broken memories.
The beginning of the memory was a huge war, and the collision of two super fields tore the entire layer world apart.
Countless figures intertwined, and blood rained from the sky and the earth.
War is extremely cruel, life is like grass and can be shattered by war at any time.
I don't know why, but these pictures bring a strong sense of sadness to the armor.
When the balance of war began to tilt, a rich voice exploded in his mind.
He didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, and then a figure rose into the sky, waving its sharp claws to separate the two squeezing and devouring fields.
After doing all this, the figure's body surface was already covered with cracks, and he was obviously exhausted.
The figure was at the end, grabbing the air in the direction of the clansmen.
I saw that some of the exhausted tribesmen in the distance had their souls taken away, and finally all the souls were merged into a bead.
Facing the enemy attacking from behind, the figure looked up to the sky and roared, then threw the soul orb in his hand into the distance.
When the figure in the picture was surrounded by enemy troops, sadness spread in Pen Jia's heart.
His eyes now turned to the flying beads.
The bead flew extremely fast, passing through several domain field barriers before falling with no force, landing on an island.
In the years that followed, the soul pearl was buried deep under the island.
Until recently, the seal of the Soul Pearl was released.
The ancient war spirit that had been gathering dust for ages has awakened.
They took away the flesh and blood bodies of nearby lives and completed the resurrection in a brand new form.
However, some of the souls have fallen into a state of confusion due to sleeping for too long and cannot revive independently.
Faced with this problem, the resurrected tribesmen tried to awaken them with sacrifices and instilled memories into the souls, trying to activate their closed memory information and prepare their bodies for resurrection in advance.
These broken memories are constantly being fed into Po Jia's body, and Po Jia can clearly feel that a demon is awakening in his body.
It wants to devour one's own consciousness and occupy one's own flesh and blood.
Realizing the problem gave me an unpleasant feeling.
But compared to other lives that have been taken away, Sunder Armor has a lot of confrontation experience in this area.
In order to exercise the resilience of their mental consciousness, Feng Qi often allows negative conscious bodies to mentally seize them.
Realizing that something was wrong, Po Jia decisively tightened his conscious defenses.
As time goes by, the number of strange runes on the armor-piercing body gradually increases, and the defense line of consciousness gradually collapses.
The self-proclaimed evil consciousness whispered in his ear, and the recovery further intensified.
The seeds of evil power are also resurrecting in his body, devouring his flesh and blood energy, and his body is transforming towards the form of Xie Luan.
It's like suddenly entering a freezing world of ice and snow.
Endless cold invades the body.
Facing death, the armor-piercing consciousness began to fight, and the consciousness wrapped in evil energy tried to break through the blockade on the spiritual level.
The body-seizing training of the negative conscious body had a significant effect at this time.
Sunder Armor did not sink in the struggle, showing great resilience.
But no matter how hard he fought, he could not resist the erosion of darkness.
If the erosion continued, he had no doubt that his consciousness would be completely swallowed up.
In a desperate situation, Po Jia suddenly thought of what his boss said:
"I have a friend named Narrator. He told me a truth. If the enemy punches you, you should punch him back. When faced with desperate situations, the brave will win. You can never lose because of your momentum."
Thinking of this, Po Jia felt furious.
His consciousness began to swallow the darkness in reverse.
During this process, a large amount of knowledge was stuffed into his mind, and his consciousness became more blurred.
It's like two personalities merging inside the body.
outside world.
Looking at the red mist emerging from the surface of the broken armor, it gathered into a ferocious shadow and enveloped the broken armor. The figures dancing around the broken armor showed joy on their faces.
They knew that a sleeping tribesman was about to wake up.
One step closer to the plan of reviving the clan.
But after waiting for a long time, they discovered that there seemed to be a problem.
The armor-piercing armor that was supposed to change never changed its form. The evil body always enveloped the armor-piercing armor in the form of mist, but the mark has not yet penetrated into the armor-piercing armor's body.
This makes the armor-piercing form very strange.
His body surface was wrapped in a layer of red mist, as if he was wearing a mist skin.
The shape of the evil mist that enveloped the broken armor was extremely ferocious.
The huge arms drooped, the sharp claws shone with a dark and cold light, and the head was particularly ferocious. Sharp black teeth could be clearly seen in the mouth, and the face was also covered with protruding spikes.
Just when they were confused, Po Jia suddenly opened his eyes.
At this moment, it was like an ancient demon awakening.
The scarlet pupils suddenly lit up, and as he waved his hand, the evil mist covering his body followed the wave of his claws.
The vines bound to his body were cut off by sharp claws, and his body fell straight to the ground.
Seeing this scene, the ancient war spirits beside Po Jia suddenly realized that an uncontrollable situation had occurred.
They roared at the same time.
I saw the bodies twisting and suddenly expanding, turning into the ferocious appearance of ancient times.
Compared to the appearance of armor-piercing bodies wrapped in mist, these bodies transformed into ancient battle bodies are even more ferocious and terrifying.
They shot at the armor-piercing weapon at the same time.
Having gradually broken away from the erosion of evil consciousness and gained the power of evil, Po Jia immediately launched a counterattack.
As he waved his hands, the atomized evil chaos covering his body followed him as he waved his claws.
boom!
This blow knocked away the figure that approached first.
But in the face of siege, armor-breaking is no match at all.
He was suppressed to the ground by the attacking ancient life, and no matter how hard he struggled, he could no longer move.
Immediately afterwards, these ancient beings bound his limbs with energy ropes and hung him upside down in the air.
In the murmur, the increasingly weak Po Jia could feel the disappearing and chaotic consciousness reappearing, and speeding up the devouring of his consciousness.
In his hazy state, he knew that he had no chance of making a comeback.
His spirit became increasingly depressed, and just when Po Jia's eyes were about to close, he saw a familiar figure falling from a high altitude and landing in a domineering manner.
"Boss...big...they are very strong." Shou Jia struggled to speak.
For some reason, the moment he saw the boss appear, he suddenly had the motivation to persevere again.
"You are so strong, watch me kill you randomly."
Looking at the scarred armor that was hanging upside down in mid-air by an energy rope, Feng Qi's anger rose in his heart and he couldn't help but curse.
Turning his gaze to the ancient life that was staring at him with eagerness, Feng Qi had an evil and ferocious smile on his face.
At this time Taihang also fell from the sky and landed behind him.
"Great, good work!"
"Ouch!" Looking at the scarred armor, Taihang also let out an angry roar.
The nightmare bell rang at this moment.
The negative consciousness sleeping in Feng Qi's spiritual sea of consciousness was also slapped awake by Feng Qi's consciousness at this time.
Amidst the ringtone, Feng Qi's sense of personality was gradually blocked.
With the help of negative consciousness, his negative personality began to recover.
At this time, if the main personality wants to perceive the outside world, it can only rely on the negative personality, and the consciousness of the two personalities begins to blend.
Amidst the hoarse and crazy laughter, Feng Qi's body began to change. The sword armor and negative energy began to spread and cover the center of his body.
Feng Qi's aura was rising steadily.
When he held the magic sword tightly, the ghost sword flashing with strange light was quickly generated in his left hand.
After the physical transformation ended, Feng Qi's eyes became cold and emotionless.
He raised his ghost sword and pointed at the ancient life in front of him, letting out a breathtaking laugh.
At the same time, a hideous and terrifying negative evil spirit formed behind him, opened its mouth and roared at the ancient beings.
Evil, death, destruction, and all kinds of negative emotions are sweeping forward.
Listening to Feng Qi's maniacal laughter echoing in their ears, these ancient beings looked horrified.
They felt all kinds of negative emotions from Feng Qi.
This made them realize that what was standing in front of them was an evil Shura ghost that had no emotions and only wanted to destroy everything.
This is the first time they have felt such pure evil.
In their understanding, no matter what kind of life they are, even if they use more evil abilities, they still have desire and persistence in their hearts.
Either for the continuation of the race, or for the rise of the race, love, family affection, desire for power, etc.
The evil of power does not mean that the user is evil, and there is no real evil in the world.
But Feng Qi gave them a completely different feeling, it was pure evil.
The aura emanating from Feng Qi's body made them feel scared.
Before the fight, they were already three points weaker in terms of momentum.
