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Chapter 466 Peeling the Cocoon

In a hall next door, Feng Qi, with a distorted face, was sealed in a piece of purple-blue black ice.∷∷,

A middle-aged beautiful woman wearing colorful clothes and born with a national fragrance like a heavenly concubine in the divine palace, standing outside the black ice, with colorful divine light flashing in her eyes, turning into extremely thin streams of light and constantly pouring into Fengqi's wide eyes.

A hissing sound kept ringing from Feng Qi. A ball of fire on her body was burning, and the black ice kept turning into white mist and drifting away, and it might break through the ice at any time. In the fire, there were even swaying golden lights and shadows flashed. Occasionally, the black ice beside Feng Qi made a dull sound, cracking countless tiny cracks like hair.

Hundreds of witch monks in black robes stood in the hall. They either had long snakes around their waists, long snakes hanging around their necks, arms, or legs, and there were always agile black snakes coiled around them.

Their eyes were filled with water, and their bodies were cold. Everyone concentrated on their concentration and concentrated all their witch power on the mysterious ice outside Feng Qi's body. Hundreds of people joined forces to seal it, and only then did they barely suppress the blazing flame on Feng Qi's body.

These witch sacrifices are all powerful people from the major tribes under the Northern Wilderness Water God Gonggong clan. The cultivation of any person is on par with Feng Qi or even much stronger. However, they control the acquired ordinary Xuan Ice, and the flames surrounding Feng Qi are the Phoenix Divine Flame, the most powerful among the many innate divine flames.

The ordinary acquired Xuanbing and the innate divine fire are like using a wooden piece to collide with a sharp knife. Only by joining forces with hundreds of witch priests can Feng Qi be barely suppressed and not let her escape from the ban.

When Di Shun and others walked into the hall, the middle-aged beautiful woman suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and slowly took a few steps back.

Emperor Shun walked to the beautiful woman and bowed to her, "Elder Feng San, Elder Feng Qi is strange."

Elder Feng San’s pretty face was gloomy. It was so dark that it seemed that a layer of frost could be scraped off. She said coldly: “There are more strange things that are wrong. Humph, what a clever secret curse of souls. I bought the seeds of mindfulness deep in Feng Qi’s soul hundreds of years ago.”

Emperor Shun, Si Wenming and others were confused when they heard this.

The great witch of the human race only cultivates the physical body and does not cultivate the soul. His research on the soul is extremely shallow. Even though Si Wenming is the leader of the witch palace, the most profound soul secret technique he knows is just some witchcrafts to raise ghosts and drive away ghosts.

The Phoenix Clan is born with extremely powerful and pure soul power, and its attainment in soul secret techniques is even better than that of all races. No clan has studied soul secret techniques, and research on soul secret techniques can surpass the Phoenix Clan.

Therefore, the problems of the mindful seeds mentioned by Elder Feng San are really unfamiliar with Di Shun and Si Wenming. Not only them, but even the elders of the large group of witch palaces behind them were confused.

Elder Feng San looked at the confusing senior human leaders and shook his head helplessly: "Simply put, hundreds of years ago, Feng Qi was not as powerful as he is now, someone left some bad thoughts in her heart."

"Over the years, this idea has gradually grown and grown with Feng Qi's own emotions and six desires as nutrients. As this idea grows, Feng Qi's personality has become more and more extreme, more arrogant and unreasonable. Correspondingly, the more changeable Feng Qi's personality is, the more desires it has, the faster the growth of this idea."

"What is amazing is that the stronger this idea is. The faster Feng Qi's spiritual secret technique is, the stronger her spiritual power is. It's like when she rolls a snowball from the top of a mountain, Feng Qi's cultivation becomes stronger and stronger, and her cultivation becomes faster and faster. This idea becomes stronger and stronger, and Feng Qi's personality becomes more and more distorted and weird."

Di Shun and others were silently unable to speak at the same time. Elder Feng San’s words were really terrible.

In other words, Feng Qi was distorted by someone's personality a long time ago. She is no longer her own for so many years. She has been controlled by a seed of thought left by others. According to other people's settings, she gradually changed into another person with a very different nature from her.

"And not long ago." Elder Feng San said with a gloomy face and gritted his teeth: "Just not long ago, Feng Qi's idea was triggered. Just like a chick who broke the shell, once he gained power and soared through the air, Feng Qi was the whole person."

Emperor Shun asked: "What's wrong with Elder Fengqi?"

Elder Feng San was silent for a while, suddenly raised his hand and slapped Feng Qi's forehead with a palm.

With a loud bang, a large amount of blood flowed out of Feng Qi's seven orifices. Elder Feng San slapped Feng Qi to death with a palm. Her body burned rapidly. In the blink of an eye, an egg carved from the black ice was left.

"She is no longer Feng Qi, or she can be anyone, but she is not Feng Qi." Elder Feng San said with a grim voice: "You can only kill her, go back and use the secret method of Nirvana of this clan to see if she can reply."

Before the Third Elder Feng had finished speaking, the ruby-like egg left by Feng Qi suddenly turned into a ball of fire and burned with a crisp sound of phoenix sound. A wisp of Feng Qi's soul flashed in the air, leaving behind a hazy phoenix figure the size of a palm, and then disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Elder Feng San grabbed the hazy phoenix shadow, but failed to catch anything.

"What's wrong?" The incident happened suddenly. No one of the human masters present reacted. The main reason was that the changes in the soul were too vague and unpredictable. The human witches really didn't have enough control over the power of the soul. If someone had suddenly jumped out with a big sword and attacked him, it would have been estimated that Di Shun and the others would have risen up and attacked him in groups and would not have had any reaction at all.

"Feng Qi's Feng Qi's natal spirit was robbed." Elder Feng San looked at the place where the phoenix shadow disappeared in a daze, and said stammeringly: "Someone actually robbed the natal spirit of my Phoenix clan from me."

"The gangster" Elder Feng San shivered violently, and the colorful divine flames on his body soared into the sky, forcing Emperor Shun, Si Wenming and others to retreat in a mess, and no one dared to stay within about a foot of her side.

"I know who it is?" Elder Feng San screamed in anger: "If you have such a means, you can attack the souls of the people of my Phoenix clan, and you are shameless and dirty enough to really do this, I know who you are."

Emperor Shun shouted in a deep voice: "The innate spirit, every flower and a tree."

Elder Feng San said angrily: "The innate ghost, the broken flowers and rotten wood provokes my Phoenix clan, and my clan will definitely remain with them."

The innate ghost, the words "breaking flowers and rotten wood" just came out, and the light and shadow in front of Elder Feng San twisted, and a skin was covered with bones, with a jade-like skin color, and the bones were completely transparent. The bones were golden like gold. They gently patted out, and slapped the forehead with a palm.

Elder Feng San subconsciously retreated backwards. Di Shun roared angrily and rushed forward, punching heavily on the big hand.
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