I Bound the World-Destroying Witch

After Xia Feng transmigrated, his heart was inexplicably dug out.

In its place was a damaged Demonic Heart, with only enough vitality to sustain him for eighteen years. This was a miraculous ...

Chapter 822: 822 Still have a big move?

Chapter 822 822. Is there any big move?

The shattering of the Angel's Holy Order transformed into a special violent field, which temporarily freed Yufeller from the effects of his injuries and improved his overall quality by another 3% to 5%.

Especially in terms of speed, it is infinitely close to Yuantan Da'e.

Since he was forced to consume this holy order, he must get the treasure that belongs to him today!

In an instant, Yufil had broken free from the gravitational pull of the area surrounding Yuantan and broke through the barrier. In a few moments, the distance between him and the Spade Man was reduced to less than a kilometer.

In fact, Xia Feng did not drive at the maximum speed. While he pretended to escape, his attention was always on the battlefield behind him.

But unexpectedly, Yufeller was able to fight against the Seven-Eyed Evil, and even severely injured the Seven-Eyed Evil before running out of the original tank's gravity field.

It seems that some kind of trump card was used, which should not be underestimated.

"Ant, don't you understand? In the face of absolute strength, your trickery is a joke!"

The cold and murderous intent was overwhelming, and with an extremely tyrannical contempt, the six-winged angel was already within reach.

The chill of death gave Xia Feng goose bumps on the back of his neck. It had to be said that the speed of the peak Saint Realm was indeed terrifyingly fast. Xia Feng found that even if he observed with the Eye of Deconstruction, he could not see its movement trajectory clearly.

The six-winged being instantly appeared behind him.

However, Xia Feng was not panicked. After all, he had a trump card in his hand that he had never used.

Now, it's time to use it!

[Loss of Grace Territory——Open! ]

As the thought came to his mind, the gray light and shadow on Xia Feng's body instantly dispersed in the shape of a sphere, encompassing the six-winged angel following closely behind.

In just a moment, Xia Feng felt his mind suddenly become clear and his whole body felt light. A strange and terrifying force quickly spread in his blood vessels, forming a dense electric current that instantly reached every part of his body.

His agility instantly became equal to Yufil's, and his nerve reaction, movement speed, and combat foresight soared from the second level of the Honored Realm to the peak of the Saint Realm.

[Remaining points lost: (-10000) 6891]

[Loss of Grace Domain: Within this domain, you can also mark two life forms at will. When these two life forms become hostile to each other, you can consume Loss of Grace points to allow both to compete in attributes. The weaker life form will gain unlimited improvements to a single attribute until it reaches the same level as the stronger life form. There is no upper limit.]

[Loss of Grace Points: You can place Obsidian and copied Spiritual Weapons into the Ancient Bronze Mirror to convert them into Loss of Grace Points.]

The divine realm Wutai's holy enlightenment ability, in addition to the realm of enlightenment, also includes the realm of grace and loss.

Because this grace loss field requires the accumulation of a large number of grace loss points before it can be used, Xia Feng has not used it for a long time.

Unless he is willing to sacrifice an A-grade spiritual weapon, an A-grade spiritual weapon can be converted into 10,000 grace points, raising a single attribute to the highest holy realm peak.

If it was all the attributes of strength, agility and spirit, it would be fine, but if it was just a single attribute, it would be quite expensive.

Xia Feng had only accumulated 16,000 points in the past few months. Now that he had put all his points into agility, his points had dropped back to over 6,000, which was a huge consumption.

"Swoosh--" Yufil had just woven a light cage and accurately covered the Spade Man, but to his surprise, the Spade Man's originally crawling speed suddenly soared, and in just a moment, it was equal to his speed!

"Snap!" The light cage condensed, but only caught an illusory afterimage, and then shattered.

"Look there? Birdman."

Yufeller suddenly looked up and saw that the Spade Man had appeared above the clouds at some point, with a cold mask looking down from above, and there was something strange about him.

Yu Feile's face gradually turned cold. It had to be said that this rat had many tricks, which were rare and powerful. It could even temporarily raise its agility to the peak of the holy realm.

You know, there is a difference of four small levels!

Even if it is an A-level spiritual weapon with an amplifying effect, it can only increase it by two small levels at most.

Four minor ranks? How could such a concept be possible?

Could it be that the spiritual weapon this guy possesses is S-level?

That's not right. When identifying the Red King before, the Spade Man showed the aura of a spiritual weapon, but it was only B-level.

So this is more likely to be a legendary relic of a god?!

As soon as he thought of this, Yu Feile's originally gloomy mood suddenly dissipated, and the corners of his lips curled coldly, "That's perfect, I want to see how long you can maintain this speed!"

For Yufil, the longer this divine relic is enhanced, the higher its value.

The more worthy he is to grab it.

"Ant, I hope your divine relic can last for a minute, otherwise... hehe~"

As he spoke, he flapped his six wings and soared into the sky again, chasing after Xia Feng.

One minute? Xia Feng pondered in his heart as he experienced the unprecedented speed of the peak level of the Holy Realm.

His domain of loss of grace is the same as his domain of enlightenment. After consuming materials to activate it, it can last for 24 hours.

How can one minute compare to that?

then.

The chase and escape lasted for two minutes. Yu Feile's face became completely solemn and cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

The Spade Man was taking him deeper into the Sea of ​​Darkness.

The deeper they went, the higher the concentration of evil force in the sea of ​​evil fog became. Yufeller estimated that he could only hold out for four hours at most.

If it lasts any longer, my sanity will be in danger.

He has been in the Evil Mist Sea for half an hour now. If he stays deeper, his sanity will only decline faster.

Another two minutes passed in a flash. Yufeller was stunned and his pupils were bloodshot. Although his mind remained clear, his emotions were on the verge of exploding.

His voice was hoarse and filled with manic anger, "Spades!!"

A mighty sound dispersed the mist, but the Spade Man still stood in the distant clouds, dropping fragments of authority from his hands intermittently. He raised his chin with a cold mask, "The peak of the Saint Realm? The Angel's Right Wing? Tsk, nothing more than that."

The evil fog not only reduces rationality, but also has the ability to amplify emotions. Yufeller now feels that his emotions are very easy to explode.

He couldn't stand the slightest ridicule, and the raging magma in his chest turned into layers of flames rising into the sky, finally igniting his sanity.

He didn't understand why Spade Man could maintain his speed for so long. It had already been three minutes, and it wasn't over yet?

Judging from his calm appearance, it seems that it can last longer?

Ten minutes? Or half an hour?

But no matter whether it could last more than ten minutes, Yufeller knew that he couldn't be delayed any longer by this mouse!

"Rat! Hehe~ Very good, but do you think that just because your speed is almost the same as mine, I can't do anything to you?"

The whites of Yuphire's eyes were bloodshot, and the corners of his lips were curled with a bloodthirsty and playful coldness.

"Boy, you are the first First-Class Spiritual Master who made me use all my trump cards!"

"Buzz!" The air waves spread out, and as the long hair danced in the air, dark patterns instantly appeared on the six wings on the shoulders of Yufil, dyeing the white wings a mysterious half-black color.

The momentum is rising steadily.

Xia Feng in the distance couldn't help but be shocked. No, what do you mean, you have another big move?

(End of this chapter)