I'm bound to the witch of death

Chapter 706 706. Assimilation

It takes almost 10,000 Soc of mental power to successfully input 1 Soc into Jiang Qiu'e's soul, and the transmission efficiency is very low.

But there is really no good spiritual clothing that can improve transmission efficiency.

Spiritual spirit clothing is rare, and spirit clothing that can improve the efficiency of spiritual power transmission is even rarer in the world.

Basically, those with this effect are S-class spiritual clothes.

Therefore, even Mu Qingtong cannot create an efficient transmission method for the time being, so he can only waste it for the time being.

Chanaxue silently looked at the poor nine-tailed star god from the side, sighing in her heart, the sky opened its eyes, this time it was finally not me who suffered.

Sister Qiu'e, since we are sisters who share weal and woe, it is your turn to bear the bad taste of these two hateful perverts.

I cheer for your struggle in spirit~

Chana Yuki's inner drama is actually quite rich.

"Enough - enough for both of you! I can't stand it anymore and I don't want my mental power anymore! I don't want the Dragon Blood Head Office either." Jiang Qiu'e quickly shouted to stop.

It's obviously a transfer of mental power, but she... She is naturally sensitive, and even just this will make her react, I think.

I really couldn't stand the humiliation of Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong, a pair of bad guys.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for her to regain her strength, straighten up her slim waist and push Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong away.

She didn't actually regain much mental strength, but it was enough to keep her awake and moving.

Her ethereal beautiful eyes were on fire, staring at Mu Qingtong coldly and angrily.

Mu Qingtong glanced at her with a frown, and at the same time wiped his middle finger and index finger with Xia Feng's sleeve, as if he was a little disgusted.

Jiang Qiu'e: "!"

"Okay, don't make trouble, since we have recovered." Xia Feng raised his head and looked up, "Let's go to the top of the tower."

With that said, he opened the Paladin space and took the three women all the way up.

This tower was indeed very high. When it reached a height of 9 kilometers above the ground, Xia Feng saw the dark whirlpool-like top of the tower.

"This is almost the height of the troposphere." Xia Feng glanced at the endless abyss below, shook his head, and continued flying up, entering the vortex at the top of the tower.

Vision changes.

The space is dark and lightless.

But if you look up, you can see the sky full of stars.

A long river composed of countless star fragments rushes from the unknown void and hangs upside down for nine days.

Finally, it fell into the dark cliff, forming a sacred and magnificent Galaxy Falls.

Xia Feng and the four of them jumped out of the darkness, and this magnificent picture of the Galaxy Falls came into view.

In front of the Galaxy Falls, there is a void platform formed by forcibly gluing broken meteorites together.

The four of them landed on the platform and looked into the distance.

A middle-aged woman wearing a platinum robe was standing in front of the Galaxy Falls.

It is Master Miao.

However, it seemed that Master Miao was not in good condition. His face was pale, his breath was weak, and he was staring at the Galaxy Falls with a frown on his face.

Upon seeing this, Cha Naixue was about to step forward quickly, but Jiang Qiu'e quickly held her back: "Wait a minute."

Chanaxue was stunned for a moment, as if she thought of something, she couldn't help but stop.

Master Miao slowly turned his head and saw four people, his gentle eyes were a little surprised, "Naixue, why are you back again?"

"Forget it. Come here, it just so happens that only you can break the seal of this Galaxy Falls."

Xia Feng did not let Cha Naixue pass, but asked in confusion: "Why is your Excellency still alive?"

Master Miao raised his eyes to look at him and shook his head: "The red moon uses my soul as a channel to come to the world. It will take away my spiritual foundation, but it will not take away my life."

Xia Feng looked at Jiang Qiu'e, who nodded, "There is this type of star descending ceremony."

Is that so? Xia Feng used the Eye of Deconstruction to scan Master Miao's soul again. It was true as he said, the spiritual base collapsed, the spiritual pressure dissipated, leaving only a lonely, unprotected spiritual sphere floating in the air.

All the cultivation of the holy realm is lost.

Seeing that there was no problem, Chanai Xuesong raised his feet and wanted to step forward, but Jiang Qiu'e grabbed her by the collar and stumbled back.

Seeing this, Master Miao understood and was not angry, but helpless: "I know what you are worried about, but as the carrier of my coming, Moro will not let the purple mist corrode me. This is not good for him."

Jiang Qiu'e's ethereal beautiful eyes were pale, and she shook her head cautiously: "Ziwu's assimilation thinking directly affects the spiritual essence, inheriting memories and emotions. Your words alone cannot prove whether you are still a Miao master."

This is also what Xia Feng is worried about, even though Moro took the core of Silong and the city full of purple mist with him when he left.

But now we don't know the limit of the function of the Silong core. After being eroded by the purple mist, it was assimilated forever. Or can it return to normal as long as it leaves the core of Si Long within a certain range?

If it's the latter, that's okay.

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But if it is the former, then the millions of people in this city, the nearly ten thousand Black Moon Knights, and the Church

They are all assimilated!

They will continue to live as usual, but it is very likely that the thinking inside has already turned into a monster.

Because of this, it is impossible to tell whether Master Miao is Master Miao or a monster wearing Master Miao's body, soul, memory and emotions.

Thinking of this, Chanaxue shuddered a little. She really couldn't accept Master Miao turning into such a monster.

As if she thought of something, she narrowed her beautiful eyes lightly, and the purple light in her pupils turned. In this dark space, there were countless streams of information that only she could see, like a vortex, converging towards her left eye.

The Eye of Naraku can see images from the past three days at most.

This method can be used to see what happened here, whether Master Miao was eroded by the purple mist.

But what she didn't expect was that no matter how she activated the Eye of Naraku, she got nothing, until her face turned pale, her body was weak, and she didn't see anything in the past.

"How?" Xia Feng supported her back, puzzled.

Cha Naxue shook her head helplessly: "It's ineffective, this place is a bit special."

"Master Miao, it seems that your beloved disciple doesn't trust you very much." But at this time, a hoarse mocking sigh suddenly sounded.

Someone else? ! Xia Feng turned his eyes and quickly locked the source of the sound.

It turned out to be from the Galaxy Waterfall.

The waterfall covered with starlight gradually became transparent, revealing the existence behind.

It was a man.

He was elegant and noble in a long white robe, with a pale gold shawl engraved with a black moon hanging on his back. He had a handsome face and a monocle on his right eye.

He sat cross-legged in the Galaxy Waterfall, and his whole body was washed and pressed by the waterfall from the sky.

The son of the Pope, Oedipus? Why is it him? Xia Feng was surprised.

Previously, when he was in Lidong City, he had seen this man twice, in the Sky Lantern Pavilion and the Sky Fortress. His introverted personality concealed his rebelliousness, which left a deep impression on him.

Now, his handsome face was a little shriveled, and he didn't look very good.

However, Dipus still smiled warmly and kindly: "If I say that I have a way to distinguish the 'assimilated', would you like to listen?"

Although Xia Feng was a little curious about what Dipus was doing sitting cross-legged in the Galaxy Waterfall and where the S-level spirit paper was, he was still attracted by his words and said with interest: "Tell me about it."