The strongest door-to-door son-in-law

Chapter 1245 Clearing the Brand
Ye Feng estimated that the person who branded this puppet general with the brand of divine consciousness was at least at the Lingzong level.

No matter what, now you have to erase the brand of divine consciousness first, and then put your own brand of divine consciousness on it.

Ye Feng closed his eyes, released his condensed consciousness, and entered the puppet general's consciousness imprinted space.

At the same time, Ye Feng's consciousness also entered the puppet general's consciousness imprint space.

In the consciousness imprint space, what appeared in front of Ye Feng was an ancient altar.

On the altar, stood a figure three feet tall.

This figure is exactly the puppet general in the ancient bronze painting.

Compared with the puppet general, Ye Feng's figure seemed a bit small.

If you look closely, you will see that what is different from the puppet general in the ancient painting is that the puppet general in front of you holds an ancient sword in one hand and a huge black shield in the other.

On the black shield, black flames lingered.

Although I don’t know how many years have passed, the lingering black flames are no longer as powerful as before, but they still cannot be underestimated.

In the center of the shield, there is a big word "brand".

In addition, the black flames spread out from the shield and turned into chains of black flames through the puppet general's left arm, wrapping around the puppet general's body.

Ye Feng knew that this shield was the key to the spiritual brand imprinted by that strong man.

As long as it is broken, the black flame chain on the puppet general will disappear, and the brand of divine consciousness can be erased.

As long as the mark of divine consciousness is erased, the puppet general will become ownerless again.

Ye Feng was excited and his consciousness surged out.

In this space, divine consciousness is visible.

The consciousness released by Ye Feng exudes a faint star light, like a silver river.

Then Ye Feng thought, and the consciousness he released turned into a huge silver fist.

"Broken!" Ye Feng shouted softly, and struck the shield with his silver fist.

Bang!
The fist hit the shield, and only a little black flame splashed on the shield, but the shield itself was still as stable as a mountain.

The fist formed by condensing spiritual consciousness was shattered after being shocked.

Ye Feng knew that it was impossible to smash the shield with one punch. After all, the strength of his spiritual consciousness was still relatively weak.

If one punch doesn't work, then use a few more punches.

Ye Feng regained his broken consciousness and controlled it with his mind, turning it into a silver fist again and blasting it against the shield.

Bang!
The silver fist formed by the condensed consciousness struck the shield again and then shattered.

Under Ye Feng's control, the shattered consciousness regrouped, and then continued to attack the shield.

With each shattering of his consciousness, Ye Feng's face turned slightly white.

However, during this process, Ye Feng's consciousness became slightly stronger every time it was broken and reorganized.

After being bombarded for hundreds of times, the shield was still as stable as a mountain. However, if you sense it carefully, you can find that the black flames on the shield have reduced a little.

"The Brand of Divine Consciousness is much more powerful than I thought. If this continues, it will probably take a year to shatter the shield." Ye Feng shook his head slightly, with a hint of bitterness at the corner of his mouth.

If Ye Feng's consciousness is strong enough, he can shatter the shield in an instant.

Continuously blasting was not an option. After thinking for a while, Ye Feng decided to use his superficial consciousness skills to break the shield as quickly as possible.

After resting for a while and regaining his mental strength, Ye Feng's spiritual consciousness returned to its original strength.

Ye Feng formed a seal with his hands, shouted low, and his consciousness turned into a rapidly rotating conical top in the air.

The top pointed at the center of the shield and drilled into it like an electric drill.

After holding on to the shield for more than ten seconds, the top collapsed and disappeared.However, it can be seen that using a top to attack a shield is more effective than using a fist.

Ye Feng continued to use his consciousness skill, re-condensing the broken consciousness into a top, and then drilled it into the center of the shield.

Minutes passed by...

In the consciousness imprint space, Ye Feng sat cross-legged on the altar, driving the consciousness gyroscopes one after another to drill towards the shield.

When Ye Feng opened his eyes, the sky outside the window had already broken.

After a night of hard work, only a very small and faint pit could be seen in the center of the shield.

Ye Feng understood that erasing the imprint of divine consciousness on the puppet general would not happen overnight.

In the final analysis, my cultivation level is not strong enough, and my spiritual consciousness that is equivalent to my cultivation level is not strong enough either.

Ye Feng's face was a little pale. With the limited strength of his spiritual consciousness, it was very labor-intensive to use his spiritual consciousness to erase the spiritual marks of other strong men.

Where there's a will, there's a way. Ye Feng's heart was filled with anger. Sooner or later, he would completely erase the mark of his spiritual consciousness!

After getting up and washing up, Ye Feng opened the door and walked out.

In the courtyard, the sun is just right.

After eating the breakfast cooked by Wu Ying, just as Ye Feng was preparing for the consultation, Fu Xueying came.

Ye Feng knew that Fu Xueying usually did not go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything, so when he was about to invite her into the reception room of the hospital, Fu Xueying said anxiously: "Ye Feng, can you go with me to the foot of Chetou Mountain now?" Xiaohe Village?"

"What happened to Xiaohe Village?" Ye Feng's heart moved.

Ye Feng has been to Xiaohe Village and Chetou Mountain, and even took Professor Yin and others into the ancient tombs in Chetou Mountain.

"I can't explain it right now. You'll know after you come with me."

What could make Fu Xueying anxious must have been a human life. Naturally, Ye Feng couldn't just sit back and watch.

While driving to Xiaohe Village with Fu Xueying, Fu Xueying told Ye Feng the situation she had learned.

Many people have died in Xiaohe Village recently, and the cause of death cannot be found at all.

The police initially thought it was a plague in the village, but after the relevant departments came for testing, they ruled out the possibility of a plague.

After arriving at Xiaohe Village, when Ye Feng used his spiritual sense to sense the aura of the villagers, he had a strong intuition that something was wrong with the ancient tomb in Chetou Mountain.

Walking into the village with Fu Xueying, I saw that many villagers were holding funerals.

Ye Feng had a bad feeling in his heart and took Fu Xueying directly to Aunt Zhang's house.

The courtyard door of Aunt Zhang's house was wide open. When you entered, a black shed was set up inside, and a simple mourning hall was set up under the shed.

A black coffin was placed in the center. In front of the coffin was a black and white portrait. The person in the portrait was none other than Aunt Zhang.

The entry of Ye Feng and the two men attracted the attention of the funeral organizers in the courtyard.

A young man wearing sackcloth and mourning was stunned for a moment, then he recognized the person who came in and walked over with a sad expression.

"Doctor Ye, my mother..." Aunt Zhang's son wiped away his tears and broke down in tears.

Ye Feng looked sad and comforted: "My condolences."

Taking three sticks of incense from the side, Ye Feng walked to Aunt Zhang's portrait, then lit incense and bowed three times to Aunt Zhang's portrait.

After three bows, Ye Fenggang had just inserted the incense into the incense burner when his expression suddenly changed and he quickly used his spiritual sense to detect it.

Under the detection, Ye Feng was stunned.

There was a strange fluctuation coming from the coffin in front of him.

This kind of fluctuation can only be sensed by deliberately using spiritual consciousness.

(End of this chapter)