Under this sweeping energy, not only was Qin Mufeng instantly smashed into pieces, even his soul would be instantly destroyed. If his soul did not go to hell, Qin Mufeng would never be able to reincarnate.
It's over. This was Qin Mufeng's only thought. When this thought arose in his mind, the energy that was like the ocean was like a storm, squeezing towards his abnormally weak soul. Qin Mufeng was completely helpless against such a huge force. He could only foolishly wait for everything to happen.
However, just as his soul spirit was like a candle in a raging wind that could be extinguished at any moment, a dazzling yellow light suddenly emitted from the top of his soul spirit. This yellow light was like a shield that tightly protected Qin Mufeng's weak soul spirit. At this moment, Qin Mufeng was like a small boat on the sea. Although it was dangerous, he did not have to worry about his life for the time being.
Qin Mufeng, who was relieved, looked in the direction of Old Deity Nanhua with great concern. He saw that there was still Old Deity Nanhua there. There was only a purple streak that was frantically escaping into the distance.
"Old Deity Nanhua, do you think you can escape from my Heaven Covering Flag by self-destructing? Today, I will leave all your thoughts behind and make you never reincarnate.”As Nezha spoke, he made another hand seal. A red glow seemed to cover the sky and went straight for the countless thoughts of the old immortal.
"It's the Heavenly Sash, it's the Heavenly Sash." The ear-piercing shriek of Nanhua Old Deity came from the purple silk. However, Nezha was not shocked by the old Deity of Nanhua's shout at all. The Red Sky Silk had instantly bound the purple silk that the old Deity of Nanhua had formed with millions of thoughts.
Qin Mufeng's heart trembled as he watched the battle between the two of them. At this moment, not only was he not afraid, but he was also fascinated by their strength. He thought that if he had such power, then his life and death would not be controlled by others.
I want to be a strong man, a man stronger than Nezha. I want to control my own destiny and trample all those who want to bully me under my feet! Just as the ambition in Qin Mufeng's heart was growing wildly…In the air, the purple silk formed by the million thoughts of Old Deity Nanhua suddenly exploded.
The purple suns emitted a light that could destroy everything. In the whirlwind of light, the last roar of the Nanhua Deity was heard," Nezha, even if my body and spirit are not destroyed, I will not fall into your hands." Hahahaha!" In the explosion, the Sky-Covering Flag that sealed the space cracked open one after another and flew into Nezha's hand. The Red Sky Silk that was tightly wrapped around the thoughts of Nanhua Old Deity broke into three pieces. The 10,000-foot-long gold brick slowly shrank in the purple vortex.
The purple vortex tore apart in all directions with destructive power. Under the huge suction force of the vortex, Qin Mufeng's soul, which was like a lonely boat in the ocean, was sucked into the vortex without any resistance. As the vortex grew larger and larger, it tore a huge hole in the incomparably tough space.
Nezha was about to take back his gold bricks and broken Red Sky Silk, but when he saw the huge hole torn by the purple vortex and felt the huge suction force, Nezha's smiling face revealed a trace of shock. His body flew into the distance like lightning.
When an immortal moved, he could travel thousands of miles in an instant. With Nezha's cultivation, he could travel thousands of miles in an instant. When Nezha stood firm thousands of miles away, he saw that the purple swirl had disappeared into the black hole with his dimmed gold brick and a piece of Red Sky Silk.
"Aiya, my gold bricks." Nezha shouted miserably as if the gold bricks had taken away all his treasures. However, Nezha did not know that this was not the worst thing. The worst thing was that there was something hidden in the gold brick that he had always used as a hidden space. If he knew that this thing was in the gold bricks, Nezha would not have smashed it with the gold bricks.
Nezha cursed the damned Old Deity Nanhua and returned to the celestial heavens with hatred. Qin Mufeng, who was swept into the vortex, felt as if his body was about to be torn apart as the yellow light grew weaker and weaker. Although he had the yellow light above his head to protect him, he was in the huge vortex.
However, this wasn't the most painful part. The most painful part was the constant rotation of his body. In the continuous rotation of the purple vortex, Qin Mufeng indeed felt like the world was spinning and he wished he was dead. However, Qin Mufeng, who had a tenacious nature, gritted his teeth and endured it.
In this huge whirlpool, Qin Mufeng's divine sense slowly became blurry. He only vaguely remembered that he seemed to be mixed with a hard and square thing. He could not remember anything else.
What's going on? Isn't my physical body already destroyed? Didn't I die? What was going on with this tiny body? Qin Mufeng had a million questions in his heart. However, at this moment, his head felt like it was being pricked by a needle.
Just as Qin Mufeng was sizing up the strange scene in front of him and trying to determine where he was, he heard footsteps coming from outside the door. Qin Mufeng's first reaction when he heard the footsteps was to pretend to be asleep and see the person's attitude towards him. Only then would he have a little bit of support when he had to face it with clarity.
The curtain was gently lifted, and a fresh fragrance wafted into the room. Smelling this alluring fragrance, Qin Mufeng almost couldn't help but open his eyes to see who exactly had come to bring such a fresh and moving fragrance. However, his tenacious willpower still suppressed the ripples in his heart.
As the footsteps got closer and closer, the fresh fragrance became stronger and stronger. Qin Mufeng could tell that there were two people from the footsteps. Just as Qin Mufeng was thinking about the identities of these two people, he felt someone sitting by his bed.
A soft and boneless hand gently placed on Qin Mufeng's head. It touched Qin Mufeng's brows and only withdrew after a while. As she withdrew her hand, Qin Mufeng heard a sigh. Although it was a sigh, it was like a heavenly sound to Qin Mufeng's ears.
"Little Ya, it's been three days. Why hasn't Feng 'er woken up yet?”Her gentle voice was filled with sadness, making people cry.
Who was this woman? Who was Feng 'er that she was talking about? When Qin Mufeng thought of himself lying on the bed, he instantly understood. The Feng' er that she was talking about should be him. However, this woman's words were not Chinese at all. Why could I understand them?
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