Feng Wuyao sat on the top of the peak, feeling the thin and precious spiritual aura floating here.

The Jade Spirit Art operatively turned, slowly forming a vortex on top of her head.

The vortex became bigger and bigger, and the spiritual power around it seemed to be coming from the wind, and was incorporated into the vortex intermittently.

Feng Wuyao obviously felt that her spiritual power had increased again, and with the inhalation of this natural spiritual power, she was about to advance.

It seemed like there was a thin film, transparent and strong, making Feng Wuyao feel that he could already touch it with his hand, and then, with a bang!

With the spiritual power surged in, Feng Wuye's Jade Spirit Art was successfully promoted to the fourth level.

However, before Feng Wuyao could fully release his joy, he felt that his spiritual power was being quickly drained by something.

Oh no!

Feng Wuyao didn't have time to think too much, intending to control the loss of spiritual power, but the result was contrary to his wishes.

The loss of spiritual power is faster.

Just as the spiritual power was about to be exhausted, Feng Wuyao felt a dull pain coming from the sea of ​​consciousness, and then his entire head seemed to be pierced by countless steel needles.

Hmm!

Finally, I couldn't help but whisper.

Feng Wuyao's brain could no longer think, but this familiar dull pain did not make her so panic.

When she woke up in her mustard seed space, she also had the same feeling.

So, now her mustard space has finally been warmed up. Can it be used for her?

With such a hint of expectation, Feng Wuyao gritted his teeth and endured the pain.

Fortunately, the spiritual vortex above the head is still there.

Although not many, it is better than nothing.

Moreover, Feng Wuyao was in a hurry and thought of the bracelet she was wearing.

He directly uses the small amount of spiritual power in his body to guide the purple air on the bracelet to assist himself.

Sure enough, the pain was relieved, and the spiritual power that was about to be exhausted seemed to have rebounded slightly.

When the pain completely disappeared, Feng Wuyao looked down at the bracelet. The purple aura on it had been refined by her. Even so, the spiritual power in her body was quite thin.

Sure enough, it's still not solid enough.

Feng Wuye put the bracelet on and spread his palms.

The original red color has disappeared completely at this time.

Feng Wuye used his spiritual power to activate it, and a phoenix pattern appeared in his palm soon.

Feng Wuyao smiled.

It seems that nothing has changed.

Feng Wuyao tried to enter the mustard seed space, but found it difficult to succeed.

I tried several times in a row, but it ended in failure.

Feng Wuyao was a little anxious.

I just thought that my spiritual power was not enough and it was difficult to control the mustard seed space, so I took out all the jade pieces in my purse and directly absorbed the spiritual power on it.

The result was not satisfactory.

So what's going on?

The mustard seed space has been completely warmed up, but she can't use it?

What about playing?

All kinds of thoughts emerged in her mind, and in the end, she focused her eyes on the jade ring.

The jade ring has essence of spiritual power. Maybe with this, she can open her mustard space.

At that time, there will be countless treasures of heaven and earth, spiritual stones and holy water, and I am afraid that my spiritual power will not be promoted?

Maybe she can build the foundation again and then have the opportunity to return to the demon clan.

Feng Wuye pulled the jade ring off his neck, then folded his hands to cover the jade ring.

The essence of spiritual power instantly made Feng Wuye feel a long-lost sense of comfort.
Chapter completed!