At the last moment, the Tree Clan Elder's psychic power had been exhausted, and he had not been able to open the exit of the folding space for Chang Feng.

Chang Feng fell into the rift in the space, dark everywhere, the wind constantly tore at his body, and every breath he took had to fight against the wind, snatching out the oxygen that could be inhaled into his lungs in the wind.

After fusing the Mind Stone, his telepathic ability increased, but he did not try to use his telekinesis to open the folding space.

Now, he must find the space left by the beasts, and then open the spatial rift himself to find them.

and Lin Xiang. Where is Lin Xiang? The Tree Clan Elder said that she was still alive, and that she was with Anda and Qingyue.

He didn't have time to think about it, even if it was his steel-like body, if he had been in the spatial rift for too long, he would be torn to pieces.

Chang Feng looked around at the surrounding void, far and near, and from time to time a little fire flashed and disappeared. He guessed that this was the form of each folded space in the spatial rift.

He closed his eyes and tried to concentrate on feeling.

In the light of the fire closest to him, there was no living creature in it, not here.

Then, he jumped into another bit of fire, and there were people here, a personal illusion space constructed by some telepath, and it was not right.

He had to be careful to avoid these personal illusions, he knew that there were not many telepaths on Earth, and if some Spiritual Compact Master sensed his telepathic invasion, they would be able to pull him out in a very short time.

He hadn't thought about surviving this battle, he was ready to live and die with the Elveins. But he survived. The Spirit Clan paid for his life in exchange for him to live alone, and he couldn't let them die in vain.

He jumped down a little bit of fire......

Chang Feng can only find them one by one in the most stupid way, while racing against time.

In fact, it didn't take him much time to sense each folding space, about a second, he could sense two folding spaces, but there were too many folding spaces here, and the impact of the wind on his body made him feel that he had spent too much time.

Finally, in a certain bit of firelight, he felt the power field of the beast clan that belonged to them.

He snapped his eyes open and reached out to the light of fire in front of him so that it wouldn't disappear before his eyes.

It hadn't been extinguished, but it was still out of his reach, and an invisible force welled up from his hand, piercing the wind like a thread of silk connected to it.

It shook violently like a kite blown by the wind, and Chang Feng tried to control it, but soon he realized that it was not the folded space they were shaking in.

It's him.

He held his breath and didn't let the hard, thin oxygen affect his thoughts and emotions. A thought came to him: the mental power is not brute force, he can't rely on speed and physical strength to exert it, he can only rely on the will of the spirit to control it.

He withdrew his outstretched hand, palms facing each other.

Gradually, he felt the heat in his palm, and he slowly pulled the heat away from his hand, and a hole the size of a ping-pong ball appeared in front of his eyes, and the wind rushed towards it.

He opened the hole further until it was open enough for him to pass through.

It was still a cold wind, but it was much more orderly than the wind in the spatial rift, blowing in a burst of waves.

Cold and cold are Chang Feng's first feelings about the space he enters. Below, there was a vast expanse of white snow and ice, and a small wooden house with fire could be faintly seen under the frost-covered trees.

He was falling from mid-air. He shook the seal ring on his wrist, and the green dragon fell into a deep sleep after the mind control of the Tree Clan Elder.

If he can't die, it is estimated that it will hurt, and he is used to it. Chang Feng sighed silently.

The dull sound of "buzzing ......" reached his ears from far and near, and he looked sideways to see that Dalyan, the king of worms, was flying towards him.

He landed firmly on Dalyan's back and followed it to the cabin in the snow.

The wooden house is an illusion built by several elves. They are young and their mental power is not high, so they can only build this small cabin with the strength of a few people to give everyone a temporary shelter from the wind and snow.

"Brother Feng!" Chang Feng and Dalyan entered the door, and Ah Lan greeted him and said anxiously, "Uncle Kolo's situation is very dangerous, we have to think of a way." ”

There were only the beast kings and the seven elves in the room, Lin Xiang, Anda and Qingyue still didn't know which folded space they were lost in, and no one here was proficient in medical skills.

Chloe, covered in blood, lay on a bed in the corner of the room, and the crowd was at a loss for what to do with him.

Chang Feng walked towards him, his gray beard was dyed red, his eyelids were closed, and his face was like a dirty and wrinkled white cloth on his skull, which looked quite terrifying.

Chang Feng lifted the placket of his clothes, and the wound on his chest was tied layer after layer with strips of cloth, and blood still oozed unstoppable.

"Colo, you endure it, it may hurt. Chang Feng rested his palm lightly on Kolo's wound.

When fighting against Mo Fan, Chang Feng used his psychic power to slow down his blood flow, and he thought that the same method could be used on Kolo as well. I don't know if it's useful, but at least I can help him stop the bleeding first.

When the telekinesis pressed against the wound, Chloe frowned, stretched his neck, and pushed his chin up, and cried out "Ahhh

Ah Lan and Cheng Qian hugged each other, and the two of them turned their faces away at the same time and couldn't bear to look at each other.

No more blood finally came out of the wound, however, Chang Feng didn't think it was a good thing, and he felt that the amount of blood in Kolo's body was far below the safe standard. Before he arrived, Chloe had almost bled all over his body.

Chang Feng looked up at everyone, and he subconsciously looked over one by one. Even if he wasn't a doctor, he knew that Kolo needed a blood transfusion right now, but none of the orcs present were of the same race as him, let alone whether the blood type was matched.

No one could provide him with the right and sufficient blood.

Yan Zhen saw the clue, and he said in a low voice: "No way?"

Chang Feng shook his head slightly.

"Hey!" Jia Chen suddenly shouted loudly, "Old wolf, after being a second wolf for so many years, it was not easy to become the wolf king, this bench is not hot, why are you willing to die?"

Xiaodong stepped on Jia Chen's instep with one heel, and Jia Chen was in pain, but he didn't say a word.

A long sigh came out of Chlo's throat, and the wind helped him to his feet.

Doc shouted, "Old wolf...... Do you want to say something last words?"

Cheng Qian couldn't help scolding: "Can you two shut up if you two can't speak?"

Chloe opened his eyes, his gaze could no longer be focused, his hand was raised in the air, Chang Feng held his hand, he pressed it hard, the strength was amazing, not at all like a dying man.

He was extremely awake at the moment, but he knew that this was just a moment of reflection, and he said intermittently: "Chang Feng...... Noah's Ridge ...... There are still two hundred wolf clans......"

"I know that the wolf clan will not be extinct, they will continue. Chang Feng answered.

Chloe nodded in satisfaction. He exhaled deeply and never took another breath.

Chang Feng put Chloe back on the bed, and his body quickly shrunk until it turned into a pool of blood.

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