Chapter 910
Tick, tick.
At this time, there was a heavy rain in the sky.
"Ling Big Brother Feng, this rain has the effect of hindering Soul Power..."
Yan Xian was soaked in the rain, his body was instantly limp in Qiu Lingfeng's arms, and he whispered road.
If her Soul Power had not been restored to the Demon Emperor level, after being exposed to the rain, it would be more than just weakness.
Qiu Lingfeng frowned and realized what was wrong.
The imaginary formation that makes people lose their way can hinder the rain of Soul Power...
How to look at this ruin is not like a serious ruin!
In the hazy heavy rain, Qiu Lingfeng saw a dilapidated temple not far away.
If Qiu Lingfeng doesn't know that this is an imaginary formation, I'm afraid it will really run to shelter from the rain.
After all.
This rain is really weird, and it can even hinder Soul Power.
Qiu Lingfeng took out a huge parasol from the portable space without hurriedly.
Originally, this umbrella was used by Qiu Lingfeng when he was preparing for camping. Didn't expect came in handy at this time.
After taking out the parasol, he took another towel by the way.
Don't get me wrong, the towel is not for Yanxian, but for himself to wipe rainwater.
"Help me hold an umbrella."
Qiu Lingfeng moved towards Yan Xian's envoy called Dao, wiped the rain on his body.
"This rain can also hinder the operation of spiritual power."
When Qiu Lingfeng wiped his body, he discovered another function of rain, opened the mouth and said.
Yan Xian has no body, so he can't find this.
And Qiu Lingfeng has Power of Primal Chaos and Source Power in his body, so there is no immediate discovery of this.
"Well...that temple, shall we go in?"
Yan Xian asked, looking at the temple not far away, which was in heavy rain.
"Go for a hammer, you shouldn't have been drenched in the rain, right? We are here and don't go anywhere."
Qiu Lingfeng glared at the flame fairy, Said irritably.
He has mastered the Five-Three Formation, and has a rough understanding of this imaginary formation.
At this time, the last thing you should do is run around!
"Ah...sneez!"
In the heavy rain in the imaginary formation, a young man dressed as a scholar panicked looking for a shelter from the rain.
"Why is it raining suddenly in this broken place? It's still so cold..."
Ning Zejun complained, shaking his body in the rain.
When he saw the ruined temple that appeared not far away, he ran in without even thinking about it.
As far as Qiu Lingfeng and Yanxian were in the rain, he didn't even notice.
After all, the rain is really too big!
In the dilapidated small temple, some raindrops still fell through the cracks in the tiles.
However, compared with the majestic rain outside, even if the rain leaks in the small temple, it is countless times better than outside.
In the corner of the small temple, there was a bonfire burning at this time, illuminating the dark small temple.
Beside the campfire, at this time, there is a white skirt woman who looks soft and weak to keep warm.
Under the reflection of the fire, the white skirt woman's complexion still looks pale and has several points of sickness, and the clothes on her body are already soaked.
"So someone came here first?"
Ning Zejun looked at the white skirt woman, thinking in confusion.
"Young Master, are you here to take shelter from the rain?"
white skirt woman lifts the head, looked towards Ning Zejun, and asked in a low voice.
Ning Zejun looked at the pretty face of the white skirt woman, and for an instant, somewhere on her body she could not help but raised her head in salute.