Chapter 2193 Holy Paper

Chapter 2193 Holy Paper

"What is that? It actually puts so much pressure on people?"

As the piece of paper appeared, Cheng Feng felt as if he was carrying a huge mountain on his back, and he was very surprised.

"Cheng Feng, that should be a piece of holy paper."

Nalan Changsheng's voice sounded: "This paper was made by a saint and can carry the power of a saint."

"Once it is written by a saint, it will have incredible power."

"Holy paper? The power of a saint?"

Hearing this, Cheng Feng was shocked: "The piece of paper in Mo Cang's hand seems to have words written on it."

"If the power breaks out, wouldn't I be in danger?"

A saint has captured the power of creation.

One hand can collapse a continent, the horror is boundless!

Although a piece of holy paper cannot carry too much power of a saint, it is not something that mere Cheng Feng can resist.

"Cheng Feng, don't worry."

Nalan Changsheng explained: "Holy paper has strict grades, and the saints written by the top saints are very scary."

"But the holy paper written by ordinary saints or semi-saints is much weaker."

"Furthermore, the power carried by saints is also divided into many types."

"Some specialize in defense, some focus on killing, some can save lives and heal the wounded, and some can suppress demons and enchant..."

"Look at the piece of paper in Mo Cang's hand. It should be a sacred paper of suppressive nature. It probably doesn't pose much of a threat to you."

Hearing this, Cheng Feng raised his eyes to take a look.

Sure enough, he saw a big word "Zhen" written on the holy paper in Mo Cang's hand.

Moreover, the sacred patterns on that sacred paper were not complete.

Some of the sacred patterns are even incomplete.

"Uncle Nalan, this holy paper should be from the hands of a semi-saint."

Cheng Feng speculated: "Although the half-saint has half-stepped into the door of the saint, he is not a true saint after all."

"The holy path he controls is incomplete, so the holy patterns on the holy paper are incomplete."

"Yes, it is indeed semi-holy paper."

Nalan Changsheng nodded: "But I feel that there is something evil suppressed in this semi-holy paper."

"I'm afraid that Mocang's dog will jump over the wall and release the things suppressed in the holy paper."

Nalan Changsheng was talking, suddenly.

Buzz~~~

Hundreds of miles away, the ink warehouse had already thrown out the holy paper in his hand.

The sacred paper left his hand, faced the wind, and instantly became as big as the sky.

Head towards the direction where Cheng Feng is!

Before he even got close, a sinister and evil aura penetrated Cheng Feng's nose overwhelmingly.

Cheng Feng frowned and had a bad feeling.

Immediately, there was a crash~~~

The word "Zhen" on the holy paper collapsed.

Then, a purple cloud rushed out from the holy paper.

This purple mist is no small matter and has extremely strong corrosive power.

As soon as he was separated from the holy paper, the sky suddenly turned purple-black.

The spiritual energy in the air has been corroded and turned into a kind of poison.

If you refine it into your body, not only will you not be able to improve your cultivation, you may even lose your life!

Not only the aura, but also the dense jungle on the ground were all withered and decayed the moment the purple mist sank.

It was as if the vitality in it had been sucked dry by the purple mist.

In the blink of an eye, all the flowers, plants and trees within a few hundred miles died!

"What a terrifying power."

Cheng Feng took a breath: "It's very similar to the fierce thing in Yuanling Mountain, but it's more than ten times more powerful!"

Cheng Feng's scalp was numb, and he did not dare to neglect at all, and slashed at Ziwu with one knife.

Stab~~~

Cut the incoming purple mist into two halves.

However, Ziwu did not die or collapse. While tumbling, it actually surrounded Cheng Feng from both sides, trying to strangle Cheng Feng on the spot.

Cheng Feng would not dare to let such a deadly thing get close to him.

He quickly activated his divine power and formed a huge divine power shield to block it for several miles.

But the scary thing is that this purple mist can corrode even divine power.

After the divine power shield touched the purple mist, it made a hissing sound and quickly became thinner.

"Grass, this must be the source of trouble that creates a big evil."

Cheng Feng suddenly understood in his heart: "Moreover, it is the source of trouble that can at least form a five-star evil thing!"

In the Yuanling Mountain Domain, Cheng Feng often had to deal with dangerous things.

The one-star and two-star evil things are in the form of black mist and black light.

The three-star and four-star evil things are in the form of red mist and red light.

The thing Cheng Feng encountered at this time was in purple mist state, and it was most likely a five-star evil thing!

"Hahaha~~~"

While Cheng Feng's thoughts were wandering, Mo Cang stopped running away and laughed loudly: "Damn you bastard, you have fallen into the Five-Star Resentment this time."

"Just wait and be swallowed up by the five-star resentment!"

"That kind of taste will definitely make you ecstasy and remember it for a lifetime!"

"Five-star resentment?"

Cheng Feng thought thoughtfully: "By the way, there are three alchemy rooms in the secret base of Wanling Sect."

"Alchemy Room No. 1 and Alchemy Room No. 2 all discharged the resentment formed during the alchemy process into the Yuanling Mountain Domain."

"There is only Alchemy Room No. 3. Since King Gu Yao has not yet found a way to refine the Thousand Transformations Alchemy, there is no resentment."

"However, the Grain Medicine King will definitely make various attempts, and there will naturally be resentment during the process."

"These resentments were probably collected by Mo Cang and suppressed in that holy paper."

"Taking it out in times of crisis can kill people's lives!"

Cheng Feng's guess was accurate.

These purple mist were indeed produced when King Gu Yao tried to refine the Thousand Transformations Good Fortune Pill.

Collected by Mo Cang and used as a trump card.

Even if he is attacked by a first-class ninth-level intermediate master, he will die without a burial place!

And at this moment, bang~~~

The purple mist has melted Cheng Feng's condensed divine power shield.

The overwhelming force rushed towards Cheng Feng.

If this person were thrown on him, I am afraid that the longevity would be sucked dry quickly and turned into a mummy.

However, at this critical moment.

Cheng Feng suddenly raised his hands and let out a low shout.

Then, puff puff puff~~~

Waves of blazing masculine energy suddenly rushed out from the pores of his body.

This masculine energy is invisible and qualityless, but it falls on the purple mist that comes towards him.

But it was like hot water being poured on the snow. In the fierce hissing sound, everything turned into water vapor and dissipated invisible.

In the blink of an eye, the purple mist that rushed toward Cheng Feng had completely vaporized.

Let the sky be clear and the sinister atmosphere be swept away!

"What's going on? What just happened?"

Hundreds of miles away, Mocang had a winning chance.

He looked at Cheng Feng leisurely, ready to appreciate the tragic scene of Cheng Feng being sucked out of his life by the purple mist.

Unexpectedly, the result was completely different from what I imagined.

His face changed drastically and his heart twitched!

Cheng Feng, on the other hand, was calm and composed.

Because in the Yuanling Mountain Domain, he already knew that his masculinity had a fatal restraint effect on the most dangerous things.

So after confirming that Ziwu was a kind of dangerous thing, Cheng Feng was completely relieved.

And the reality was exactly as he expected. With a casual activation of his masculine energy, about a quarter of the purple mist was turned into nothingness.