Chapter 12: Autumn Snow

The body in white was shocked, and the magic weapon was connected to each other, causing his divine consciousness to be traumatized. The wolf-eater continued to spit green light, fighting with the spirit of the flame bird beast, and the man in white took out another high-grade flying sword and rushed over. Chenfeng scolded secretly, was this girl's brain kicked by a donkey? I didn't even find a weak point, why did I rush over by myself?

The morning breeze moved, and he cast a phantom trail, turning into a purple light and rushing towards the wolfeater. When the man in white was about to reach the front of the wolf-eater, the wolf-eater beast cunningly gave up fighting with the firebird, and directly sprayed three green rays of light in a row towards the white-clothed man.

The man in white didn't expect this to be the case, the flames of the firebird had already attacked the wolfeater. The wolf eater roared in pain, and fought with the firebird again, and after the man in white dodged the first green light, he dodged the second again, and when the third green light was about to hit him, the morning wind stood in front of him. A thin layer of blood-colored light curtain appeared, and with a bang, it hit the sky full of dust.

The wolfeater watched this scene and let out a roar of excitement. The next moment, in the dust, the morning breeze used his body technique, and there were five afterimages in a row. The purple qi came from the east, and before the wolf eater could react, it was approached by the morning wind, and it was a sword in the head, cutting off the wolf eater's horn!

The wolf-eater beast turned over in pain, and the second sword saw the sun and slashed at the wolf-eater's neck. It's just that when it's halfway through, the lower half of the lower-grade flying sword is gone. However, the wolfeater struggled twice, and then did not move. Looking at the hilt of the sword in his hand, Chenfeng was a little speechless, this poison is too strong! Running the exercise, absorbing the blood of the wolf-eating beast, and taking out the inner pill, the wolf-eating beast is only a pile of rotten meat.

Only then did the man in white react, took the magic weapon and the firebird, came to Chenfeng, saluted Chenfeng, and thanked Daoyou for saving him. Morrowind, a gesture. In the autumn snowstorm, I don't know what to call friends?

Just call me Morrowind. Autumn Wind and Snow Road, thank you Feng Dao friends, Feng Dao friends for their life-saving grace, Feng Xue will definitely repay. Morrowind looked at this autumn wind and snow with interest, how are you going to repay me?

Qiu Fengxue's face was a little embarrassed. Morrowind, I'm just kidding, don't take it seriously. Autumn Wind and Snow Road, where Daoist friends will be useful to me in the future, I will do my best! Chenfeng smiled and didn't say anything.

Autumn Wind and Snow Road, Brother Feng, can you sell me the Inner Dan of the second-level wolf-eating beast? I want to save my sister, she has been poisoned, and she needs the Neidan of the second-level wolf-eating beast to be cured.

As long as Brother Feng sells me, I am willing to have as many spirit stones as I want. Chenfeng thought for a while and said, "Snow Daoyou, since you want to save people, I can give you Neidan, just make a friend! Qiu Fengxue subconsciously took it, and then reacted, Brother Feng, who are you?

Saying goodbye, the morning breeze turned around and disappeared into a purple light. Watching the morning breeze disappear, the autumn wind and snow are still a little stunned, morning wind, I owe you two lives in the autumn wind and snow, and I will repay you if I have the chance.

After Chenfeng left the autumn wind and snow, he came to a small hill, where the little devil dragon foodie was waiting for Chenfeng, and when he saw Chenfeng coming back, the little devil dragon shouted, Boss, you are back.

Morrowind nodded, the little demon dragon's eyes lit up, and the morning breeze was a little funny, and gave all the inner dan to the little demon dragon. Morrowind looked at the mountain, there was a cave, greeted the foodie, and entered the cave.

Morrowind, let's spend the night here tonight! The little demon dragon didn't care, just put a green wolf corpse on the ground, and then looked at Morrowind with a blank eye. Morrowind can't laugh or cry, you're really a foodie!

To eat and wait, Chenfeng took out the water, took out a knife, cut the wolf meat into small pieces, washed it, and began to roast the meat. It has been several days since Chenfeng came to Demon Beast Mountain, and there are still a few days left before the competition.

The little demon dragon looked at the barbecue, and his saliva was dripping. Chenfeng couldn't cry or laugh, looking at your gluttony, it's really worthy of me to give you a nickname foodie! The little demon dragon said, that's because the boss's barbecued meat is so delicious!

Morrowind, foodie, what kind of monster beast are you? Little Demon Dragon said, I'm not a monster, I'm a dragon. Morrowind was a little surprised, originally thought that the foodie was a bit like a dragon, but I didn't expect him to be a dragon!

But shouldn't a dragon be like a snake, with a long body and four claws, swallowing clouds and spitting mist? But how can you look like a dragon at all? Although there are scales on the body, and there are wings and two horns on the head, I have never heard that dragons can grow wings. The little demon dragon didn't know how to explain it, but the little guy was sure that he was a dragon!

Morrowind naturally didn't know that it had been almost 100,000 years since the Demon Race was wiped out, and the Demon Beast Race had been slaughtered, and even most of the books and secret books about demons had been annihilated in time.

It's normal for a demon dragon to be unknown to anyone. Although Morrowind doesn't understand what the little demon dragon is about, but the foodie says that he is a dragon, so Morrowind won't bother. Chenfeng suddenly felt that the spiritual power in his body suddenly surged, which seemed to be a precursor to a breakthrough.

After informing the little demon dragon, Chenfeng walked to a wide place, sat cross-legged, and guided the aura of heaven and earth into his body. In Morrowind's body, there are ten spiritual powers condensed together, and the eleventh spiritual power is slowly condensing and forming.

A clear stream crossed his heart, and the aura of heaven and earth surged wildly towards the morning wind, constantly being absorbed by the morning breeze and circulating in the body. The spiritual power that the morning breeze guided into the body slowly gathered, and the time passed quickly, and after a night of spiritual power entering the body, it finally broke through the eleventh level of qi training.

And having stabilized his cultivation, Morrowind stood up and moved his body. The little demon dragon waited around the morning breeze all night, and didn't leave a single step, even if it was roast wolf meat, he couldn't take care of it, for fear of being disturbed when he broke through.

Morrowind, foodie, hard work all night. The little demon dragon said, boss, I'm hungry! I really can't help you, let's go! After eating the wolf meat, one person and one dragon rested for a while.

Morrowind, foodie, we have to go inside a little bit, there are still a few days to go, I have to break through the twelfth level to be sure to advance to the top three, Tsukidan is too important for the Qi training period, so, I must get it. Little Demon Dragon Dao, boss, I will also help. Morrowind, let's go!

Morrowind and the little demon dragon turned into two streamers and flew towards the territory of the third-level demon beast. As soon as Chenfeng flew into four hundred miles, he encountered a poison-eyed spider, the poison-eyed spider was not strong in attack, and it was a third-level primary demon beast cultivation. His poisonous eyes are powerful, capable of shooting stingers, and his spider silk is super tough and sticky, and highly poisonous.

The morning breeze almost collided, because the spider silk was so thin that the divine consciousness didn't notice it for a while. Fortunately, the little demon dragon spat out a mouthful of black dragon flame and burned the spider silk. The poison-eyed spider Chenfeng naturally didn't let go, and afterwards Chenfeng broke out in a cold sweat behind him, secretly scolding himself for being too careless.

When the morning wind flew into the eight hundred miles, it stopped, and it couldn't move forward anymore, this was the territory of the third-level demon beasts, and if it went further, it would be a place where the Jiedan monk would also be unlucky.