Chapter 116 116 You Are Strong, but Not Strong Enough!

Chapter 116 116. You are strong, but not strong enough!

Xia Feng's hollow black pupils lit up with golden fragments, and Mu Qingtong's illusory spirit suddenly rushed to his face, twisting for a while and about to be sucked into his eyes.

But Mu Qingtong did not give in so easily. Her spirit twisted and collapsed and then suddenly reunited. She kept holding on and didn't go in.

After becoming a spirit, Mu Qingtong's cheeks were a little illusory and translucent, but her facial expression was still clearly visible, and there was a rare feeling of shame and anger in her pupils.

Although Xia Feng looked a little tired, he looked at the pretty face of the woman close at hand with a calm look, but the corners of his lips slowly curved up, and his eyes gradually became arrogant and arrogant:

"Miss Mu, I have to admit that you are indeed very strong, but not strong enough!"

"!!!" Mu Qingtong's pale golden pupils expanded and shrank, and Xia Feng's arrogant declaration was like a deafening hammer, hitting her heart hard.

She suddenly felt that it was difficult to hold back her breath. It was really... This fellow was really good at provoking her mood!

But did he think he had won?

Mu Qingtong suppressed her rising emotions of wanting to conquer this fellow and quickly calmed herself down. She knew that understanding the fellow, defeating the fellow, and controlling the fellow! This series of processes will always encounter some obstacles.

But it doesn't matter, Mr. Xia, you will surrender to me sooner or later! Mu Qingtong's eyes were obscure, and she began to resist the absorption of the strange space with all her strength.

Seeing that the spirit was still resisting, Xia Feng didn't pay any more attention to her, but pulled her body up from his legs and held her in his arms.

The cold little face under the silver-white long hair was quiet, and the majestic and arrogant eyes under the half-frame gold-rimmed glasses were stagnant at this moment. The delicate face was like a perfect doll, at the mercy of others.

Xia Feng's lips curled up evilly, and he reached out and patted her Q-elastic little face, but there was no reaction.

"What are you doing!"

A clear voice scolded beside him, and the spirit of the woman in the black dress glared at him.

Xia Feng looked up and looked at her, smiling slightly. In front of the spirit, he stretched out his index finger to press against her lower lip.

Mu Qingtong: "!!!"

Xia Feng clamped her jaw, gently pinched and lifted it, and the soulless body's red lips suddenly opened.

"Miss Mu, guess what I'm going to do next?" Xia Feng deliberately smiled very evilly.

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Some unbearable pictures flashed through Mu Qingtong's mind, and she couldn't hold it back, "Xia Feng! You dare--"

The voice stopped halfway, because she saw Xia Feng force a blueberry-like fruit into her red lips.

That was the spirit-injected fruit!

Xia Feng raised his eyes and laughed sarcastically: "What, Miss Mu, what were you thinking about just now?"

Mu Qingtong: "."

Really, I really want to beat him up! Mu Qingtong couldn't stand it anymore. If she didn't beat Xia Feng for a minute, she would feel uncomfortable all over!

"Why did you give me this to eat!" She said coldly, "I said I don't need it."

Compared to her who has a spiritual weapon, it is obvious that Xia Feng needs the spirit fruit more.

"You don't need it?" Xia Feng glanced at him, "You can't even beat me, what qualifications do you have to say you don't need it?"

"!!!!"

Hard, hard fist! Mu Qingtong said coldly: "The winner is not decided yet, you wait."

"Oh." Xia Feng responded lightly, no longer paying attention to the spiritual body Qingtong, but looking down at the physical body Qingtong.

The azure and translucent spirit fruit was stuffed between her tender red lips, but was not absorbed.

Xia Feng frowned slightly, stretched out his finger and poked it hard, and immediately, he felt the spirit fruit turned into a warm spirit flow, dissolving in Mu Qingtong's mouth.

[Mu Qingtong took a spirit fruit, absorbed it perfectly, and your mental power was increased by 3Soc. ]

[Current mental power: (26+3) 29]

[Suzaku Magic Armor Blessing: Temporarily enter the third stage, gain 10Soc increase, temporarily have 39Soc]

Under normal circumstances, mental power will increase slightly with the increase of spiritual pressure, and increase greatly with the advancement of spiritual pressure.

According to the statistics released by the empire, the mental power of ordinary people and trainee spiritualists generally fluctuates between 1 and 5Soc.

For first-level spiritualists, it fluctuates between 10 and 20.

For second-level spiritualists, it fluctuates between 20 and 30.

For third-level spiritualists, it fluctuates between 30 and 40.

From the fourth stage, the life level evolves, and mental power will also increase significantly, generally fluctuating between 40 and 300.

For the fifth stage, it is 300 to 1000.

After eating the Zhuling Fruit, plus the increase of the Suzaku Magic Armor, Xia Feng's mental power has now reached 39, close to the fourth stage.

But even so, he couldn't resist Mu Qingtong's spiritual weapon control. He estimated that even if he was at the fourth level, he would be controlled by Mu Qingtong under the third level of spiritual pressure for a few seconds.

This is obviously very unsafe. According to his experience, the alpha-level spiritual weapon has three skills in the spiritual solution stage.

Now Mu Qingtong only showed two skills, hypnosis and control. Who knows what the third skill is.

Even after the spiritual solution, there is a holy solution stage. You know, the holy solution also has three skills.

However, it is very troublesome to get the holy solution. Xia Feng still doesn't know how to get the holy solution. It is estimated that Mu Qingtong also doesn't have the holy solution.

But in order to prepare for the rainy day, in order to prevent being tricked by this evil witch in the future, Xia Feng feels that it is imperative to enter the evil dragon space to improve his mental power!

The second stage of the magic power of the evil demon heart is the touch of the evil spirit, which can convert the absorbed evil spirit liquid into its own mental power.

Compared with looking for the rare and hard-to-find spiritual fruit, it is obviously more cost-effective to devour the spiritual liquid in Miss Evil Dragon's body.

While thinking, the black-dressed woman lying on his thighs had a purple glow on her forehead again, and countless faceted strange crystals emerged from her forehead.

When the light spread, Xia Feng groaned. He found that the spiritual pressure in his body was suddenly blocked and sealed in his soul, and could not escape at all, and could not even provide the spiritual pressure to support the operation of the spiritual tool.

Whoosh - the twisted and struggling spirit Qingtong suddenly returned to the flesh, and her stagnant expression instantly became vivid.

Her golden eyes were slightly annoyed, and her teeth bit down hard.

Xia Feng's fingertips broke out with blood. He groaned and bent over while pulling out his index finger, and then quickly turned over and grabbed her right wrist and pressed it under him.

The purple crystal on Mu Qingtong's forehead seemed to have released a silent field. Xia Feng, including Mu Qingtong herself, had all their spiritual pressure sealed in the field.

Xia Feng couldn't help but wonder what the hell this thing was. It could not only provide Mu Qingtong with huge spiritual pressure, but also seal spiritual pressure.

The thought flashed through his mind, and Xia Feng was stunned for a moment, as if he had thought of something, "Miss Mu, you have been doing experiments. Could this amethyst be the result of your experiment?"

The woman in the black dress had her right hand held on her head by him, and her wet silver hair was scattered on the ground like a silver flower blooming in the snow. Her delicate little face, which was covered with sweat, raised her eyes calmly, and her legs suddenly hooked behind his knees, and she turned over with great force, pressing him back on her body!

Xia Feng's face changed, and he was about to slip out with his heels, but Mu Qingtong quickly held his lower body in an extremely strange twisting position, and his wrists were also locked above his head.

Mu Qingtong leaned over, and her beautiful little face was only half an inch away from Xia Feng. There was arrogance in her golden eyes that was no longer concealed, and her lips with wet silver hair opened and closed in a faint voice: "If you beat me, I will tell you."