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Chapter 663: The Big Pill of Steamed Bread

The trembling power of the soul finally dissipated, trapping Lu Chenfeng's customization circle, and many Beidou sects were swept to the ground, and there were a few more life stars on the star life map, which became shaky.

But the customization was not destroyed in the end, and Lu Chenfeng was still trapped in the customization.

Everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Xu Lixue looked at the end of repairing the big customization. He saw Ho Ying holding on to the sick body and exerting the power of spirit to gradually calm down the big customization. However, the ten directions floating in the air became much dimmed like Ho Ying's life star. Ho Ying even met the eyes of Xu Lixue from afar and shook his head gently.

I can't hold on for long.

This is what he is conveying to Cheng Lixue.

Cheng Lixue nodded.

Ho Ying was already ill and was able to fight to this point. He could not have any higher desires and always bear all the responsibilities on his shoulders. Although the customization has not been broken, Lu Chenfeng was in a circle and seemed to have been ravaged by a flood. The Beidou Sect was rushing to rescue his companions, but the rest did not know whether he should continue to attack, and they all turned their attention to the people in the field.

Guo Wushu, Chen Jiu, and the only two of them are left behind the seven academicians who can stand at Beidou Academy.

Chen Jiu looked at Guo Wushu for a few glances, and used his soul power to perceive his injuries, and his expression became a little dimmed. Even Chen Jiu could not feel optimistic about cultivators like Guo Wushu's age who suffered such severe damage.

"Take the academician to take a break first," he said.

But Guo Wushu, who had to support him to stand firm, waved his hand.

"Don't worry about me." He said, not only did not retreat, but instead moved a little forward with his eyes locked on Lu Chenfeng. He was like a hunter, waiting for an opportunity.

Chen Jiu looked at Guo Wushu's actions and finally failed to object.

"Okay." He said, and he walked forward even more.

Lu Chenfeng looked very calm in customization. He couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad about the failure to destroy the large customization just now. He just stood quietly in the middle of the customization. It was not until Chen Jiu walked towards the customization that he finally turned his attention to Chen Jiu.

Chen Jiu stopped, reached into his arms, groped for a while, and finally took it out. He was holding a steamed bun, a snow-white steamed bun in his palm.

Lu Chenfeng didn't say anything, and Chen Jiu didn't say anything, but his other hand had torn off a piece of the steamed bun, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly.

Facing the great enemy who was connected to the Five Souls and betrayed the Beidou Academy, Chen Jiu, as an academician of Tianquan, started eating steamed buns slowly.

This strange scene made the disciples of Donren look at each other. Only those who are familiar with Chen Jiu know what he is doing now.

Xu Lixue and Jin Qi have all stood behind him.

"Tell me that I can finish this steamed bun for a while." Chen Jiu did not look back, but explained to the two behind him.

"Teacher..." Jin Qi's voice was already choked, and only he knew best what this steamed bun meant.

Everyone has Poliang Pills. Even if the Tianquan Peak is not a good student of Tianquan Peak, he will not be unfamiliar with Poliang Pills. At this time, the steamed bun that Chen Jiu was holding was actually a Poliang Pill. It is larger in size and very dark purple in color, and it looks completely like a steamed bun. Its appearance looks more like a product of Chen Jiu's evil taste.

But Jin Qi knew that this was not just a bad taste.

This is like an ordinary medicine. The larger the dosage, the stronger the medicine, and the same is true for Poliang Pills. One pill can greatly improve the power of the user, and the two pills have stronger effects. However, as a pill with extremely strong side effects after use, the harm caused by excessive use will be much greater.

The specific amount of medicine that everyone can control depends on each person's realm and strength.

As a top digestive force, Chen Jiu can control the amount of Po Jing Pills, which is naturally much stronger than that of ordinary cultivators. However, the size of steamed bun is just a joke and a style of showing off his strength. But now, the Po Liang Pills, which are big steamed buns, are actually taken out by Chen Jiu and ate them bit by bit.

He ate slowly, and he didn't pretend to behave, but to completely digest such a large pot of rice pill, he also needed to proceed step by step.

One mouthful, another. Chen Jiu's rhythm gradually began to speed up, and people around him gradually began to feel a violent power of soul began to surround Chen Jiu.

"Stand farther." Chen Jiu suddenly said to Xu Lixue and Jin Qi behind him.

"I have never eaten such a big steamed bun." This time he turned around, with half of the steamed buns left in his hand, and he shook them at the two of them.

"Academician, let me be with you too!" Xu Lixue moved forward.

"You can't do it." Chen Jiu shook his head, "You can't eat."

As he said that, he looked at Jin Qi again, but just glanced at him and said nothing.

Looking back, the remaining half of the steamed bun was stuffed into his mouth. He chewed it in big mouthfuls and swallowed it. His body was suddenly calmed down by the power of the original turbulent spirit.

But no one breathed a sigh of relief. After understanding what Chen Jiu was doing, the venue was filled with a sense of urgency that a storm was about to come.

Chen Jiu swallowed his last bite of steamed bun and let out a long breath. As soon as the air was released, it had condensed, like a sharp blade. Chen Jiu raised his hand and waved his fingers. The air he spit out of his mouth shot towards the customized Lu Chenfeng.

Lu Chenfeng remained motionless and quietly watched Chen Jiu ate all the steamed buns. It was not until this breath came that he made a move, raised his hand and sent it off.

boom!

The air actually exploded, and Lu Chenfeng could not send it away. During the customization, it suddenly became like fog, wrapping Lu Chenfeng in the whole package. Chen Jiu's breath was already filled with such a strong power of soul.

"Is my tone still fresh?" Chen Jiu said with a smile.

The strong soul power dispersed, and Lu Chenfeng's right cheek was swollen after being bombarded. It was exactly where he had ordered the command to send the attack away.

Lu Chenfeng frowned. The power of this attack was obviously beyond his expectations. He was trapped by the customization and could not counterattack. He could only stare at Chen Jiu and wait for Chen Jiu's next move.

Chen Jiu became slow again, and even took a cautious step forward.

Lu Chenfeng couldn't help but laugh.

"Do you even feel fearful of this forced power?" he said.

Chen Jiu just looked at him disapprovingly.

"You know nothing," he said.
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