Although his body is exploding and blood is scattered every moment because of the power of burial, even if he doesn't use the celestial phenomena, his current strength is several times that he has not yet been promoted to the realm of Locking Heaven Soul.
This seems to be a casual catch, but even ordinary earth-locking soul powerhouses are unable to escape.
"interesting!"
Yuesheng suddenly became interested. This situation reminded him of the Heaven-Locking Soul power he encountered before in Feng Xing, the son of the second elder of the Ghost King Sect, but it was different.
Thinking of it, he turned his eyes to the cage of creatures. Feng Xinghe, the old man who protected him, had committed suicide and turned into a corpse, which made him feel a little regretful.
Fei Xueling lost control this time, and almost all the chips he was going to use to cheat people were instantly gone, leaving only the secret captive of the Feather Spirit girl in front of him.
"I have to use her quickly. Although I don't need to waste too much food, I might die one day. At least I took some effort to catch her."
In this strange main world, if you are weak, you may die in an instant even if you have the protection of a strong man, and you will not even have time to rescue.
"The Aura of Burial!"
After only half a second of sighing, Yuesheng directly used the burial aura to cover the Feather Spirit Clan girl, and the powerful pressure squeezed the mark on her forehead, squeezed it out bit by bit.
Her face suddenly became painful, and even moans and screams of pain began to appear in her mouth, her body twitched, and she kept struggling.
However, the power of her struggle was too small for Yuesheng, and it was not painful or itchy, and it could not be separated from Yuesheng's right hand.
What was really tricky for Yuesheng was the wing mark on her forehead.
Although he suppressed it with his burial aura, he still couldn't catch it.
He couldn't help but glance at Xia Wei, who was timid and curious, and at some point he turned into a white-haired loli, holding a little white fox gnawing at the same time, and suddenly couldn't bear to worry about his face.
I thought he was promoted to the Soul of the Heavenly Soul. It was time to walk like a crab. As a result, he took action in front of his younger brothers for the first time. He couldn't even subdue a mere mark. How could he be the boss in the future?
Thinking of this, he directly divided the power to suppress the power of riot and ruin.
Suddenly, a violent aura unfolded from him.
The hot breath filled the entire room, making Xia Wei breathless. White lights kept popping up on her body to cover her and Xia Song. At the same time, she was slightly closer to Niu Kelian and used the power of the Nine-Shen White Feather Demon Soul to heal the appearance of him.
burn.
Even the little white fox quickly put a layer of demonic power on his body to isolate the heat from Yuesheng.
"Take it to Mr. Yuesheng!"
A fierce light flashed in Yuesheng's eyes, and his index finger was directly inserted into the forehead of the Feather Spirit Girl. The violent power of burial wrapped around his wing mark like a hungry tiger scattering his food and dragged it into Yuesheng's hand.
In just a moment, thousands of cracks appeared in the arteries and blood vessels in Yuesheng's body, and blood splashed, instantly dyeing him into a bloody man.
"Mr. Yuesheng, are you okay?"
Xia Wei was so scared that his face was pale. He raised his hands forward and quickly shot out several white lights of healing demon souls on Yue Sheng. However, before these white lights were approaching Yue Sheng, they were swallowed up by the power of the ruins on his body.
The backlash made Xia Wei spit blood, and her face turned pale a little.
"It's okay, even if you have the power of the Nine-Shen White Feather Demon Soul, you can't heal Mr. Yuesheng, let alone, this small injury does not need to be cured."
Yue Sheng wiped the blood on his body and put the still flowing blood into two jade bottles. Each one had about half a bottle. The wound that exploded on his body had disappeared.
He threw the bottle containing his blood to Xiaobai Fox and Xia Wei.
Seeing Xia Wei's puzzled expression, Yue Sheng showed her white teeth and said:
"Although Uncle Yuesheng's blood is not a treasure of heaven and earth, the qi and blood contained in it are of great benefit to the demon clan, especially you, Xia Wei, not to mention being promoted to the realm of Locking the Three Souls, at least in a short time.
Elevate to the state of despise.
But you are just a demon soul with the Nine-Sheng White Feather Demon Soul. In addition, the characteristics of Nine-Sheng White Feather cannot absorb a large amount of qi and blood like this little fox that only knows how to eat, so you can only make up for it with quality. It just so happens that Uncle Yuesheng has also recently.
Unneeded blood…”
Looking at the small bottle of dark red blood emitting a terrifying aura in his hand, he swallowed timidly, nodded, and then closed his eyes and stuffed it.
Yuesheng's mouth twitched, and the little white fox beside him rolled his eyes, then he held the blood bottle in his hand and began to absorb it with demonic power.
Xia Wei suddenly understood, and a look of shame appeared on her face.
"The effects are the same. This little blood is enough for you to digest for a while. Xia Wei, heal her for Uncle Yuesheng. I want to ask her some things."
Yuesheng pointed to the Feather Spirit Girl who was unconscious on the ground and had a blood hole on her forehead.
"Yes, Lord Yuesheng."
Xia Wei nodded, walked to the girl of the Feather Spirit, took a deep breath, and the phantom of Jiusheng Baiyu faintly appeared behind her, and the white light enveloped the girl of the Feather Spirit, gathered on the wound on her forehead, only
In a few seconds, the wound healed, leaving only a slight scar.
The girl in the Feather Spirit tribe moved slightly, but she did not open her eyes because of the extreme fear in her heart.
"Little guy, open your eyes and answer Mr. Yuesheng's question, otherwise you will squeeze your head."
Yuesheng picked her up again and said with a grim smile.
The girl from the Feather Spirit tribe was so scared that she opened her eyes, her eyes full of panic and fear.
"What is this thing? You know?"
Yuesheng placed the wing mark that kept shaking in his hand in front of her. The closer the mark is to her, the greater the vibration, as if it can escape from his palm at any time.
Yuesheng did not find the information about this mark in the memory of the ancestor Huansheng. The mark could actually allow him to take it out with some real strength, which aroused him some interest.
Maybe it's something that can improve his strength.
"I...I don't know, I don't know why it is on me..." said the girl from the Feather Spirit Clan trembling.
"Oh? I really don't know? Little fox, control her and see if she is telling the truth."
Yuesheng glanced at the little white fox who was still absorbing his blood.
The little white fox nodded, turned back to the prototype, and carefully hid the blood bottle into the space ring on his tail.
Then her body turned dark red, her eyes stared at the girl of the Feather Spirit Clan, using her magical powers to charm her.
After interrogation, it was found that the girl of the Yuling tribe had not lie yet, and she really knew nothing.
"Is there no clue? I can only wait until the owner of this thing comes to find Mr. Yuesheng to get it."
Yuesheng wrapped the mark with the power of burial and stuffed it into the space ring.
He didn't believe that such a precious thing would have no master.