Great Creator

Chapter 385: Followers of Deathwing (22)

Le Ying supported the bottom of the coffin with her thin arms, swayed and tried to sit up.

Cheng Rong quickly supported her.

After all, Leying had just been revived, her body had no spiritual power, and her Qi and blood were still gradually recovering. It took time for her body to get rid of the stagnation.

After moving her hands and feet, Le Ying grabbed Cheng Rong's arm and tried to stand up.

Her feet were trembling all the time, and she almost fell down several times, but she still stood up with Cheng Rong's help.

Cheng Rong went around to look at the wound on her back.

Under the torn clothes on the back, there is a smooth and flawless back.

"All right? Are you all right?"

Cheng Rong asked hurriedly.

"Um……"

Le Ying replied softly.

Huang Si ignored the young couple and entered the space of consciousness.

In the space, various domains exude a faint light, and none of them are completely filled.

Aura, practice, annihilation, defense, recovery.

A little further on from these law realms, there is a new realm:

"Magic Circle: 57.39%"

Be good, you are worthy of being the family of local aboriginal cultivators.

As soon as I got the magic circle field, half of the progress bar was filled directly.

Several other fields have also grown to varying degrees, but they still haven't surpassed the magic circle.

As expected of the next head of the Spirit Formation Sect, he is also a genius master.

Huang Si withdrew from the consciousness space and looked in front of him.

Both young men looked up at him.

Cheng Rong's face was no longer afraid, but full of gratitude.

Le Ying's eyes were full of piety.

She had tried her best to pretend nothing had happened, but seeing the master's gaze, she still showed the expression that only believers can have.

Seeing Deathwing's huge head moving, Cheng Rong looked at them, quickly supported Le Ying, and bowed slightly.

"Thank you senior for resurrecting Yingying, your kindness and virtue, I will never forget it."

His tone was full of excitement.

Le Ying also bowed to Huang Si.

Her body was still a little stiff, and she couldn't make much movement.

"Thank you Lord... Senior for saving me."

Le Ying said hoarsely.

She subconsciously wanted to say master, but was stopped by Huang Sixian.

This is the spiritual world, Huang Si's body can't get through, and his soul can't go far.

If Le Ying was discovered and threatened, he might not be able to save her in time.

Therefore, it is better for fewer people to know about the family members.

"When the two of you go back, you can spread my reputation widely and let the world know the power of the Lord of the Temple."

said Deathwing's voice.

These two are aborigines with clean roots.

The family that Huang Si brought over could only spread the news secretly, but the two of them could publicize the matter openly.

As long as they spread the word hard and bring more people, sooner or later, Deathwing's name will spread across the planet.

However, after hearing Deathwing's words, the two of them felt a bit embarrassed.

"To tell you the truth, we are in danger now, and we are still being chased and killed by our enemies. I had no choice but to go to the Lost Temple under the guidance of others, and beg for this last chance. If we go back now, Yingying's cultivation base will be restored." If it has not recovered, I am afraid that it will still face danger."

Cheng Rong hurriedly explained.

"Oh yes, your current body was repaired by me according to your genetics, so it is about the same as a mortal."

Huang Si suddenly looked at Le Ying.

Her body has almost recovered, but it is true that her cultivation has completely disappeared.

"Senior, after my death, my spiritual power also dissipated. Although my physical body has recovered, my inner alchemy has been broken, and the cultivation base of the alchemy period has completely disappeared."

Le Ying was a little distressed. She felt the dry meridians in her body, and her spiritual power was gone.

Immortal-level tricks, too powerful, directly destroyed the inner alchemy in her body.

Most of the spiritual power of a cultivator at the alchemy stage is stored in the inner alchemy, and when the inner alchemy is broken, her cultivation directly falls to the entry stage.

In addition to being dead for more than two months, the remaining spiritual power in the body has also dissipated.

"For the matter of cultivation, I will help you recover."

Deathwing flapped his wings and uttered these words.

The two were overjoyed, and hurriedly knelt down and begged Deathwing for help.

"I really can't repay you. I can only say that in the future, the two of us will only obey the orders of our seniors, and we will go through fire and water without hesitation."

Cheng Rong knew very well that he had nothing to gain, so he could only use his body in return.

And the senior was willing to restore Le Ying's cultivation, and he must want them to do things for him in return.

"Since the two of you have this heart, then worship this god directly. I am the dragon god, named Neltharion, and my magic name is Deathwing. Are you willing to be my believers?"

Huang Si didn't hide it anymore, and asked directly.

Cheng Rong's eyes lit up, and Le Ying was also extremely surprised.

You know, in this world, apart from practitioners and immortals, there are actually legends about gods.

It is said that the gods are still above the immortals.

Only, no one has ever seen it.

After hearing this statement and seeing Huang Si resurrecting the dead with their own eyes, the two of them had no doubts in their hearts, and hurriedly bowed down together.

"Dragon God above, believer Cheng Rong/Le Ying swears to believe in Deathwing forever, if he violates it, his bones will be ruined, and he will die without a place to die."

Among monks, swearing is still very important.

Breaking the oath, although there will be no direct evil consequences, but it will produce inner demons, which will be difficult and catastrophic in the future.

However, Cheng Rong really swears, but Le Ying is just going through the motions.

Regardless of whether the master is called Deathwing or not, she just listens to the master anyway.

"I will strengthen your soul first."

Huang Si said, still in the same way, pumped out a piece of mental power, estimated the limit of Leying's soul, and stuffed it in for her.

Cheng Rong stared blankly from the side.

He couldn't see the existence of the mental force field, and he didn't know what Deathwing was operating.

But suddenly, Le Ying's feeling changed.

It's not the strength of cultivation, but a strange feeling that makes one's soul tremble directly.

It's like a small animal in the forest sees a tiger patrolling.

It's like a sparrow seeing a phoenix fall from a tree.

It was an instinctive awe.

Before, he only felt it from a distance on the immortal who destroyed their sect.

But today, he actually felt it from the people around him!

Huang Si strengthened Le Ying's soul almost ten times.

This level is better than Guan Ming.

Perhaps because Le Ying is an aborigine in this world, and also an unborn genius in practice, her soul qualifications and talents are much better than those in the green world.

She can receive stronger spiritual power benefits without worrying about her soul being exploded.

"The strength of the soul is probably the root of cultivation talent. You can verify this now."

Huang Si said to Le Ying, and he stretched out his hand to summon a cloud of spiritual energy.

Under the watchful eyes, the spiritual energy continuously rotated and gathered into a group like a tropical cyclone, and it became a large almost white group in a short while.

Both Cheng Rong and Le Ying felt the pressing pressure that was close at hand, and also saw the condensed and almost substantive aura, and they were both frightened.