C312 Lu Feng Who Was Fighting with His Life on the Line
C312 Lu Feng Who Was Fighting with His Life on the Line
"Knife Chopping!"
While Lu Feng was running, several evil spirits appeared in front of him. Immediately, he used the Soul Technique without any hesitation.
That's right. In this gloomy and terrifying place, the only thing Lu Feng could use was the Soul Technique. It was also because of the Soul Technique that he was able to persist in this place.
Although his life wasn't in danger yet, Lu Feng knew very well that if he couldn't get out of this place, he would sooner or later run out of psychic force and die.
He really wanted to get out, but in these few days, he had no idea where the exit was.
"Just what kind of place is this?!"
After dealing with a few Yin Spirits, Lu Feng stopped. He looked around and frowned.
He did not know what kind of place this was, nor did he know why the Spiritual Energy in his body had disappeared. He also did not know why he had suddenly come to this strange place.
"Big brother, wake up! Big brother, wake up!"
However, just as Lu Feng was at his wits' end, a weak voice suddenly rang out.
"En?"
Lu Feng was delighted to hear this voice because it was Little Bear's voice.
"Little Bear, where are you?" Lu Feng hurriedly shouted.
But no matter how he shouted, Little Bear seemed to not be able to hear his voice at all.
"Priest, priest!"
Seeing that Little Bear did not seem to have any reaction, Lu Feng called Mu Xiao a few more times, but the other party also did not have any reaction.
Little Bear had already recognized him as its master, so under normal circumstances, it was impossible for him to not be able to contact it. Mu Xiao was inside the Heaven Piercing Tower, and the Heaven Piercing Tower was inside his body, so he should be able to contact it.
But now, he couldn't contact any of them, wasn't there a problem?
"Wake up? What do you mean?" After thinking for a while, Lu Feng remembered what Little Bear just said.
" Did I not wake up? " Lu Feng muttered.
He was clearly awake, but why did Little Bear wake him up? There must be something wrong with this.
"Could it be..."
After thinking for a while, Lu Feng came up with an answer. If he was really unconscious now, then where was he now? Was he in a dream?
But if it was a dream, it would be too real. The surrounding environment made him panic.
But if this wasn't a dream, then what was it?
"Hu!"
After lightly exhaling, Lu Feng's face revealed some worries. Previously, he only wanted to leave this place, but now that he found out that he was actually unconscious, he didn't know what to do.
"Knife Chopping!"
Looking at the gloomy surroundings, Lu Feng suddenly sent out a Knife Chopping into the void.
"Buzz! Buzz!"
However, when the Knife Chopping landed in the void, a soft buzzing sound was heard all of a sudden.
"This is..."
Initially, Lu Feng had only launched a casual attack, but he didn't expect that there would be such a reaction. This discovery shocked him.
"Knife Chopping!"
Without thinking too much, Lu Feng once again unleashed the Soul Technique in the void. This time, the effect was even more obvious.
"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"
However, just as Lu Feng was about to try the ___ for the third time, the ghosts around him appeared once again.
"Damn it!"
Lu Feng cursed in his heart when he saw these Yin Spirits. Although these guys weren't strong, they were endless. Moreover, if he were to bump into them, his psychic force would be sucked away.
After a few days of experimentation, Lu Feng had discovered a pattern. The psychic force that he used would recover very quickly, but once it was sucked away by the Yin Spirits, it would never recover again.
If Lu Feng's psychic force was compared to a vat of water, then the psychic force he used with the Soul Technique would return to the vat. But if it was sucked away by the Charm, it would be like scooping out a ladle from this vat of water. This caused the originally full vat of water to be a little less, and it would never recover.
In other words, once too many psychic force were sucked away by the Yin Mei, Lu Feng's life would be in danger. At that time, even if he woke up, he would most likely die without a doubt.
It was also because of this that Lu Feng didn't hesitate to use the Knife Chopping once more in the face of these Yin Mei.
Just like that, time slowly passed. Because of the continuous recovery of the psychic force, Lu Feng was still fine at the beginning.
However, when the number of Yin Spirits continued to increase, the pressure on Lu Feng also increased.
Although the Knife Chopping could kill a few Yin Spirits in a short period of time, if they were too scattered, it would take two to three times.
With Lu Feng's current psychic force, using the Soul Technique three times in a row gave him a lot of pressure.
"No, this won't do. I have to think of another way!" Lu Feng looked at the Yin Mei that he had just killed and said in a deep voice.
Although the psychic force could recover quickly, there would definitely be a period of time during this period of time. If there were too many Yin Mei, he would not be able to resist at all.
"Thunderbolt Needle!"
Helpless, Lu Feng could only give up on using the Knife Chopping. Instead, he used the more powerful Thunderbolt Needle.
Although Lu Feng had cultivated this Thunderbolt Needle before, because the level of this Soul Technique was very high, it was very difficult for him to learn it.
Until now, Lu Feng could only barely form a Thunderbolt Needle with the psychic force.
Of course, although the number of Thunderbolt Needle was small, its power was much greater than the Knife Chopping, and its attack speed was also very fast.
With just a single Thunderbolt Needle, Lu Feng could instantly kill all the Yin Spirits that appeared under his control.
Because this Thunderbolt Needle could be controlled by the psychic force, even if these Yin Spirits were scattered, they could still be killed.
Furthermore, after eating the Thunderbolt Needle, the Yin Spirits that originally appeared in a dense crowd actually only appeared after an hour.
In the beginning, Lu Feng wasn't clear about it, so he had been on guard during this hour. However, when the second time such a scene occurred, Lu Feng smiled.
It turned out that the stronger the Soul Technique, the longer it would take for these Yin Spirits to appear.
An hour didn't sound like a long time, but it was more than enough for Lu Feng.
"Thunderbolt Needle!"
Just like that, taking advantage of the time when the Yin Mei didn't appear, Lu Feng practiced the Thunderbolt Needle while attacking the void.
"What's going on?"
While Lu Feng kept attacking the void, in a secret room very far away from him, a middle-aged man looked at the Talisman Paper that was emitting wisps of black smoke and frowned.
This middle-aged man was none other than Xu Pingzhi's father, Xu Song.
Because he only knew a little bit of the murderer's aura, it was not easy to find the murderer. It was because of this that he made this decision.
Refining this curse talisman caused his lifespan to decrease by 50 years.
50 years of lifespan was not a small amount. Xu Song, who originally had a head full of black hair, now had a head full of white hair.
However, in order to take revenge for his son, he was willing to give up 50 years of his lifespan.
Initially, he thought that the murderer would definitely die, but now, when he saw the slightly trembling Talisman Paper in front of him, he was extremely shocked.
There was actually someone who could resist this curse, and was even attacking from a long distance.
"Hmph! Since I've already made my move, don't even think about living!" Xu Song shouted in a deep voice. Then, he held a knife in his hand and made a cut on his wrist. After that, he sent a large amount of blood into the cursed talisman.
"Buzz! Buzz!"
When the cursed talisman absorbed a large amount of blood, its color began to turn bewitching.
"Swish! Swish! Swish!"
At the same time, when Lu Feng was attacking the void, several rushing wind sounds suddenly rang out. Immediately, several blood red sinister spirits appeared in front of him with lightning speed.
"What!?"
Lu Feng was startled when he saw this scene. It had only been less than fifteen minutes since the last time they met, but they had already appeared. Moreover, this time, the devils had given him a strong sense of danger.
"Thunderbolt Needle!"
Without any hesitation, Lu Feng waved his right hand, and a slender flying needle quickly flew towards the Blood Red Yin Charm in front of him.
"Bang!"
When the flying needle pierced through a demon, its speed actually decreased by quite a bit. This scene made Lu Feng's expression become extremely ugly.
Previously, even dozens of Yin Spirits were not enough to kill him with a single flying needle. But now, just a single Yin Spirit had used up such a huge amount of energy from the flying needle.
"Bang!"
Just as Lu Feng was worried, the flying needle pierced into the second Yin Spirit's body. When the flying needle appeared again, its energy was almost depleted.
"Thunderbolt Needle!"
Seeing this situation, Lu Feng forcefully used the Thunderbolt Needle again.
"Huhuhu!"
When the remaining two blood-red Yin Spirits were successfully killed, Lu Feng's entire body collapsed onto the ground.
The psychic force needed for the Thunderbolt Needle was even larger. Even if his psychic force could recover quickly in this place, using the Thunderbolt Needle twice in a row had already reached his limit.
Once he reached his limit, the psychic force's recovery would be slightly slower. However, if another ghost appeared at this time, then Lu Feng could only wait to be slaughtered.
Therefore, when the psychic force was completely exhausted, Lu Feng only hoped to give him five minutes. He only needed five minutes to recover his psychic force once again.
"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"
When the five minutes had just passed, another four blood-red Yin Spirits appeared. When Lu Feng saw this scene, he felt relieved in his heart. After that, he used the Thunderbolt Needle twice in a row.
Although this Thunderbolt Needle could condense tens of thousands of roots in an instant, Lu Feng could only condense one Thunderbolt Needle now. Therefore, he could only use it twice in a row.
When the psychic force was squeezed dry again, Lu Feng once again collapsed on the ground. Fortunately, he had five minutes to prepare. Otherwise, he would really be in danger.
But there was a five minute gap at the beginning. Would it shorten the time as time went by? And once it was shortened, his psychic force would definitely not be able to fully recover. At that time, it would be somewhat difficult to use the Thunderbolt Needle twice.