The breeze blew across the treetops, and the dead yellow leaves scattered in all directions. One of them fell on Yan Qing's body, stained with some blood.

Deep in the mansion, the tall woman had a shocked look on her face and muttered to herself: "I made a mistake in prediction. This person can defeat Feng Chen."

"His moves are very strange. This is the first time I have seen a move that echoes willpower. This guy's willpower is probably stronger than mine. It's really interesting. In this case, I'll go to see you."

Fengling stood up, and this passerby had already attracted her.

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"Where am I? Am I dead?"

Yan Qing felt that he seemed to have fallen into the endless space, floating in the boundless darkness, floating and floating. A golden light slowly appeared in the darkness, like a faint fire, constantly warming his soul, allowing him to gradually recover a little bit of his mind. The memories before the coma passed by in his mind like a movie.

"So that's it, is your body seriously injured?"

Yan Qing looked inside, his body was already broken, his meridians were tangled in chaos, indicating that the redness of the blood was reduced by half. After the small universe released the last light to awaken him, it also turned gray and stopped rotating.

"The situation is very bad. Is it impossible to pass the second level now?" Yan Qing sighed a little. At this moment, even if he wanted to move a finger and blink his eyes, he couldn't do it. Not only that, he also felt his body getting weaker and weaker. I am afraid that soon, he will really step into the heaven where he doesn't know where he exists.

At this time, there is only one way to save himself, that is, the Saint Seiya system.

Yan Qing's consciousness struggled to come to the sea of ​​consciousness. He stepped into the system hall and said, "System, please help me repair my body."

The system seemed to be silent for a moment when facing Yan Qing's request, and then said, "Host, the energy used by the system for repair was completely exhausted when the host's body was repaired last time."

"What?"

"Is there no other way?"

"..." The system did not answer

Yan Qing couldn't help but be stunned, and then sighed. Is there no way the system? It seems that this time it is really going to die. He does not regret this action. He has done his best, but he is really unwilling to accept it when he falls here! He has not seen the Fengling, Tianfu entrance examination, he has not passed, and he has not completed his promise to Yang Su, and he has not yet begun his dream of leaving traces in the Galaxy Age.

Is the second life given to me ended like this? I am unwilling to give up! I want to stand up again, I want to live! Yan Qing let out a faint cry, slowly silent.

"Host, unless..." The system seemed to have said something, but Yan Qing couldn't hear it at this time. A tide of emptiness enveloped Yan Qing, slowly dragging him into the boundless darkness.

Is it over like this? The answer is no!

At this moment, the bronze holy suitcase that Yan Qing left in the hotel suddenly trembled violently, and accompanied by a dazzling light, the holy suitcase opened itself!

This light quickly broke through the barrier of the room, like a meteor passing through the sky and flew towards Lancheng.

Although the Tianma Saint Clothes is very fast, it still caught the top strong men's attention.

In the top pavilion on the Tianfu, an old man flirting with ancient books looked at the Sacred Clothes of the Tianma who was leaving, stroked his beard and pondered: "The curious thing is like a fairy treasure, but it does not have the breath of an immortal. Could it be a divine object of the gods or spiritual races?"

On a mountain in the backyard of Tianfu, a middle-aged man looked at the light and looked admiring, saying, "This is a treasure that actively recognizes his master. I don't know which little guy got the favor of the treasure. If he was a freshman from our school, it would be a good thing."

In Yuncheng, one of the seven cities, a woman in gorgeous clothes looked at the sky and murmured: "What is this? Why do I feel a very familiar atmosphere from above?"

Feng Ling came to the second courtyard and looked at Feng Chen, and couldn't help but frown. Feng Chen's appearance was so miserable. His arms disappeared and there was a big bloody hole in his chest. He was not far from death.

"Even if you recover, your realm will also decline."

Feng Ling shook her head and immediately threw out a small green gourd. The gourd became bigger with the wind, spitting out the essence of life, covering Feng Chen, and Feng Chen's injuries began to recover. This is her mortal weapon, which can only be cultivated in the Transcendent Realm, and is at the first level of the fourth level of magic weapon. There are three levels: immortal treasures, holy objects, and imperial weapons.

After dealing with Feng Chen, Feng Ling looked at Yan Qing. She took a breath. Yan Qing's injuries were even worse, and her whole body was not as big as humans. Almost all the blood in the wound had dried up. In this way, the blood in her whole body had already flowed out half of it.

"I can't save it anymore, I'd love to come earlier."

Feng Ling sighed and looked at this man with regret. To some extent, this man's willpower is much stronger than her.

Fengling turned around and was about to leave, but immediately stopped.

"Something is approaching!"

As soon as the wind chime had this idea, a blurred horse flew towards the sky with light.

"This is, the mythical Tianma? No, it is an assembled armor in the shape of a Tianma. It can be transformed into a shape, at least it is a fairy treasure." Feng Ling's palm blocked in front, and the light was too dazzling. She was surprised to find that the armor was actually staying beside Yan Qing.

Yan Qing's consciousness was almost wiped out. At this extremely critical moment, suddenly, a neigh of the Tianma resounded through Yan Qing's soul, pulling him back from the edge of death! Countless white lights surrounded his soul, and Yan Qing felt warm all over his body. The small universe began to shine and turned again. The Tianma constellation in the vast sea of ​​stars was particularly shining, and the light almost overwhelmed all the constellations.

The wounds on Yanqing's body also began to scab, and his face turned from pale to rosy. Under the light, the yellow dead leaves on Yanqing's body turned green and grew again.

Feng Ling was shocked. She couldn't believe her eyes. Is this a healing fairy treasure? But why is it armor in form? Is it still a defensive fairy treasure? Is it a special fairy treasure? But how could the fairy treasure be used by people who are not even at the Transcendent Realm? This is simply contrary to common sense!

Yan Qing moved his fingers slightly. After a while, he slowly opened his eyes and stood up. Yan Qing clenched his fists vigorously, feeling the strength of his body. His body had actually healed and his strength had also returned to the third level of innate level.

Yan Qing looked at the Holy Clothes of the Pegasus in the sky and nodded. The Holy Clothes have a will and are alive. The Holy Clothes can transcend space and protect its master with its own will. If it weren't for the power of the Holy Clothes of the Pegasus to Yan Qing's small universe, Yan Qing would have died.

The Holy Clothes are the companions of the battle. Yan Qing can feel the desire from the Holy Clothes. It hopes to be put on by Yan Qing and fight together.

"Sorry, the Holy Clothes of Pegasus, it was my fault that I did not use your power in the past. Now let me fight side by side with you. Sacred Clothes, wake up!"

clang! clang! clang! clang!

The holy clothes of the Pegasus shine, and quickly decomposed. The shoulder armor, breast armor, leg armor, helmet, arm guards, tibia knee pads, and shoes all turned into a stream of light and hung on Yan Qing's body.

Yan Qing, who put on the holy garment, felt that the small universe in his body doubled and became extremely deep.

Yan Qing tried to swing a light punch, and a fist wind instantly tear the air, and penetrated a big tree directly with a soothing sound. The withered leaves of the big tree fell down and fell on Yan Qing's body, which was directly ignited and turned into ashes.

"Is this the feeling of wearing a saint's clothing? The body is better than the peak state before. Every move seems to be able to tear the sky and stomp the earth. This is the power that the Saint Seiya should have. If you wear a saint's clothing to pass the second level, relying solely on the Sonic Fist, you will probably be able to kill Feng Chen in seconds."

After the experiment, Yan Qing, who was immersed in excitement, noticed the existence of the wind chime next to him. The wind chime was not impatient, but just looked at Yan Qing with a smile.

"Are you a wind chime?" Yan Qing looked at the woman beside him and said in surprise. He learned about the wind chime from those information.

"Well, I'm the Fengling you are looking for." Fengling smiled, his eyes full of teasing. The feeling this man gave her was very different, very mysterious, and he felt like he wanted someone to find out the secrets in him.

Yan Qing said straight to the point: "My name is Yan Qing, and I am a member of the Yang family of Taiyuan Star. Because Ye Jin of the Ye family joined forces with three major geniuses in the talent test to attack my Yang family. So I hope to get your help. The Ye family is the enemy faced by the Yang family and the Feng family. I hope our two families can fight against the Ye family. In return, our Yang family is willing-"

Before Yan Qing finished speaking, Feng Ling interrupted Yan Qing's words. She showed an interesting look and said, "Don't involve any family interests, I personally want to take action."

"But, I have a condition." Feng Ling changed the subject.

Yan Qing frowned and said, "What conditions?" As long as it is not too much, he will agree.

"Give me the armor on you, I guarantee you to pass this test, and in the future, I will cover your Yang family in Tianfu." Feng Ling stared at the holy clothes on Yan Qing's body and said.

"Impossible. The Holy Clothes have recognized the Lord, and you can't wear them." Yan Qing flatly refused.

"Oh, that's really bad, but since you have already recognized your master, let's change the conditions. Go to the third level. As long as you pass the third level, I will help you."

"Why did I ask me to pass the third level? Is this related to what you just said?" He felt that the wind chime spoke a little strangely, as if he was speaking casually based on his preferences, and his thinking was very reckless.

"Well, of course I have contact. If you want me to help you, you must have a little strength. Otherwise, when you survive in the wilderness, it would be bad if you were taken away by a wild beast when you were raising firewood." Feng Ling said with a pretended worry. She was very interested in the holy clothing on Yan Qing's body. She wanted to see how much strength Yan Qing, a person with the third level of innate level, can improve with the help of this special immortal treasure.

"..." Yan Qing was speechless. He felt that the wind chime seemed to be ** him.

Feng Ling's personality is unpredictable. He does things all depend on his preferences and does not care about interests. This is also the reason why Yang Ze has no idea about winning over Feng Ling.

Although Yan Qing couldn't figure out what her thoughts were, the so-called soldiers came to block the enemy and the water came to cover the earth. When he was wearing the holy clothes, Yan Qing believed that the third level would not be difficult for him.
Chapter completed!