Chapter 182 Failure
After putting away the Tianluo umbrella in his hand, Song Qingming stepped into the wind wall again. This time he did not use any magic weapon to block his body. He directly faced the breeze and began to slowly move forward. Walk step by step.
After a few steps, he gradually felt that although the wind force in front was gradually strengthening, it was obviously much weaker than when he just took the Tianluo umbrella.
Sure enough, using magical weapons to protect yourself here will also increase the range of yourself being blown by the wind. In this way, the wind force you need to withstand will naturally be much stronger. This is what the giant ape puppet could do better than him just now. further reasons.
After walking for more than ten steps, as the wind gradually strengthened, Song Qingming was forced to release the mysterious light armor in his body. This kind of protection formed by the magic power that directly covered his body would not be affected here either.
Facing the increasingly strong wind ahead, Song Qingming tried hard to maintain the Xuanguang Armor on his body, one step, two steps, ten steps, twenty steps, only the last dozen steps were left.
Just as Song Qingming was getting closer and closer to the end, the wind force he felt at this time gradually strengthened to the limit that the Xuanguang Armor could withstand. Wind blades began to cut through the protection, hurting Song Qingming's body, and soon he was There were several cuts on his body.
The strong wind in front kept cutting into the mysterious light armor that protected Song Qingming, which also made the consumption of mana in his body much faster. In addition, when he crossed the river blocked by poisonous fog, Song Qingming's body also inhaled some poisonous gas. , could not be completely eliminated from the body, so he had to allocate part of his mana to suppress these toxins and prevent them from entering his internal organs. Soon, most of the mana in Song Qingming's body had been consumed.
At this moment, Song Qingming had no choice but to take out a pill to help restore his mana from his storage bag, swallowed it in his mouth, and began to use his mana to activate the residual image on his chest to speed up the speed of absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy, thus slowing down the mana in his body. The rapid passage of time, although the residual map here can help him continue to replenish his mana, the rate of mana loss is still much slower than his current rate, and there is no way for him to persist in it for too long.
Not only was the wind blade threatening him, but the strong wind blowing in front of him made it seem as if a huge boulder was tied to his legs. It was difficult for his whole body to move forward. The remaining distance of less than ten steps was like stars in the sky. Generally speaking, he is always a little out of reach.
After about another stick of incense, Song Qingming only took two more steps forward. The magic power in his body could no longer maintain the mysterious light armor on his body, and he finally had no choice but to retreat from the wind wall again.
Unexpectedly, with only a dozen steps so close in front of him, Song Qingming couldn't hold on in the end. As soon as he walked out of the wind wall, he couldn't help but slumped on the ground with a look of disappointment.
The main test of this level is the mana in the monk's body. If he is allowed to fully recover and given another chance, with the help of the residual map, Song Qingming is still somewhat confident that he can pass this level.
It's a pity that he doesn't have enough time left. Just when he comes out of the wind wall, a long golden streak has been drawn on the originally empty sky, which can be as long as one stick of incense at most. Time, he must go out first.
"Your Highness, this kid hasn't come out yet. He won't die inside. How about I go in and have a look." On a yellow and bare soil slope, he looked at the still motionless road not far away. Golden crack, Long Feng spoke respectfully to the fire phoenix in front of him.
Huofeng shook his head and said: "It will definitely be difficult to find him in a short time if you enter now. After opening the secret realm this time, it will have to wait at least two months before the secret realm can be opened again. It is really too dangerous. It is better to wait. Bar!"
Not long after the two finished speaking, a black figure suddenly emerged from the crack and landed in front of them. It was Song Qingming who had just recovered some mana.
At this time, his face was a little pale, the clothes he was wearing were dusty, and there were more than a dozen large holes and blood stains on his body. It was obvious that he had gone through a hard battle.
After Huo Feng glanced at Song Qingming with a surprised expression, he walked forward to Song Qingming with a calm expression.
Looking at the woman in red walking in front of him, Song Qingming coughed lightly and said: "I have found Bailing Valley, but when I found that place, the time you gave me was not enough. I was injured again, and in the end I still couldn’t get past the barrier at the entrance of the valley.”
After failing to get the spiritual object, Song Qingming naturally had no way to deceive the other party. He would have to face it sooner or later anyway, so he could only bite the bullet and tell the truth directly.
Looking at Huofeng, who had been silent and still had a cold face, Song Qingming was really tormented at the moment, not knowing what she would do with him next.
"Have you tried the gale formation at Taniguchi?"
After a while, a somewhat gentle and cold voice came out from Huofeng's mouth, which also brought Song Qingming, who was thinking wildly, back to reality.
"It's true, that's where these scars were left on my body." After Song Qingming finished speaking, he pointed to the locations on his body that were cut by those wind blades.
After hearing this, Huofeng nodded secretly, and then a smile slowly appeared on her face, and she said to Long Feng beside her: "Take him back first, and we will come back here in two months."
"Your Highness, I would like to ask, can you let me go back after I help you get the Fire Scale Fruit?" Song Qingming gritted his teeth and struggled for a while, then directly asked the question that had been tormenting him for many days. .
Since being caught by them, Song Qingming has been thinking about how to escape from here all the time, but in the eyes of so many high-level demon kings, he really has no chance.
Now, no matter what, I am trying my best to help them. I wonder if I can get a chance to leave.
"As long as you can help me get what I want, I will send you away from here. Killing you, a little foundation-building monk, has no meaning to me. Just feel free to do it, as long as I promise you It will definitely be done.”
"Then thank you very much, Your Highness. I will do my best to serve you."
After hearing what Huo Feng said, Song Qingming finally breathed a sigh of relief. A demon emperor-like figure like her should not be able to deceive a small foundation-building monk like herself.
As soon as Song Qingming finished speaking, Long Feng had already walked up to him. As a whirlwind blew, and after another dark journey, Song Qingming returned to the cave where he was previously imprisoned.