Chapter 1687: biggest crisis
Yu Qingqian's inner potential is also time-limited. When Feng Chen fell back to the human spirit realm, the suffocating aura in her body gradually diminished.
After all, the ancestor of the Yin family was a cultivation base in the late Heavenly Spirit Realm. As soon as Yu Qingqian's suffocating energy weakened, his mind moved and he immediately fought back with magic.
"Pfft!" A mouthful of blood spilled from Yu Qingqian's lips, and her originally scarlet eyes gradually regained clarity.
"Qianqian!" Feng Chen quickly walked to Yu Qingqian and supported her.
Yu Qingqian only felt that all the strength in her body was about to be drained, she leaned against Feng Chen limply, her voice was hoarse, she asked with a low smile, "Sick beauty, we won't die here, right?"
But it didn't seem like he was facing the fear of disappointment at all, instead he was calm.
At this moment, Yu Qingqian was really helpless, but he did not give up the possibility of finding life.
She looked up at Huo Fei, who were seriously injured and embarrassed to compete with the two Heavenly Spirit Realm experts, and frowned, "They were also implicated by us!"
Feng Chen hugged Yu Qingqian's shoulder tightly, "We won't die here."
He had an extra golden ball in his hand, injected spiritual power to stimulate it, and threw the golden ball forcefully so that it landed near the four of Huo Fei.
The golden ball released a dazzling light, and then formed a mask that spread rapidly, and enveloped the four Huo Fei and the two great powers of the Heavenly Spirit Realm together.
Under the mask formed by the golden ball, neither the four Huo Fei nor the two Heavenly Spirit Realm powers could use their spiritual power to fight.
As a result, the four Huo Fei were able to breathe, and their injuries were very serious. With the sacred artifact in their hands, they would be completely defeated if they boiled the incense for at most half a time. Fortunately, Feng Chen was lost in time.
"What kind of mask is this? I can't use the mental power and spiritual power on my body, and I can't move my body." A great expert in the heavenly spirit realm exclaimed.
The other person was also amazed, "This should be used by Feng Chen to save the three little guys. We are all trapped in the hood, so we can't take action against them. It must be difficult to break through the golden hood outside."
Immediately Feng Chen took out another golden ball and injected it with spiritual energy to stimulate it, not only covering him and Yu Qingqian, but also the seven heavenly spirits who were fighting nearby.
Inside the mask, they can no longer fight.
At this time, the ancestor of the Yin family also got rid of the vortex of sword energy created by Feng Chen before, and stretched out his hand to shoot a huge palm print and quickly fell, with the power to shoot the surrounding spiritual pets and demon pets into meat sauce.
Yu Qing's mind moved, and the small tower space quickly moved to collect all the monsters and spirit pets.
When happened to be photographed with a big hand, Yu Qingqian's spirit pets and demon pets all disappeared.
The anger on the face of the ancestor of the Yin family was even more intense, "I must skin you and cramp today!"
Immediately, the power of the staff continued to attack the golden mask, and it also used a lot of magic attacks.
Yu Qingqian leaned against Feng Chen and asked, "How long can the power of the golden hood last?"
"According to his attack, it will take at most one stick of incense to disperse." Feng Chen clenched Yu Qingqian's hand tightly.
This time, he had prepared very well, but he did not expect that the other party would have seven Heavenly Spirit Realm powers appear.
This is the biggest crisis he and Yu Qingqian have ever encountered, but he doesn't want this place to be their burial place anyway.