Holy Spirit Space.

Underneath the layers of clouds.

In a house made of layers of clouds, the old man stretched his waist and shouted to Leng Feng on the side of (shēn),

"Young man, do you want to know the secret of the Holy Spirit Sword?"

Leng Feng smiled bitterly.

The old man of the shell lang used this reason to coerce Leng Feng to chat with the old man for half of the year.

Just talking.

It's a big deal.

The key is that every time the old man talks to the heart, he always pats Leng Feng's shoulder, or arm.

And every time this space is determined, it will be determined that it is the cold front attacking the old man of the shell.

The result, of course, was that Leng Feng was injured, and the old man was happy.

But the pain cannot be in vain!

Gotta get that artifact.

Thinking of that artifact, Leng Feng's eyes lit up with two rays of light, straight (shè) straight to Lin's face.

Come on!

Leng Feng was full of strength for a moment.

Thinking about it, Leng Feng hurriedly got up (shēn) and said flatteringly,

"Of course I thought about it, old man Shell, what do you want to do today?"

The old man of the shell lang moved the lower (shēn) body and said excitedly,

"This old man wants to take you to a fun place. ”

Leng Feng's eyes lit up.

The old man of the shell Lang has finally turned (xìng), and it is really comfortable not to chat with him.

Then (pì) bumped (pì) bumpily followed behind the old man of the shell.

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Although the old man is not big, he walks very quickly.

Leng Feng could only follow closely behind the shēn of the old man of the shell.

Even so, sometimes the old man of the shell lang sneaks into the clouds, and the cold front will not be found.

With the continuous shuttle of the old man of the shell.

The emptiness in front of me gradually changed color.

Leng Feng looked up, and the sky in front of him turned out to be dark black.

After hesitating for a while, Leng Feng still asked,

"Old man Shell, where are you going to take me?"

The old man laughed twice,

"Holy Spirit Abyss, take you to play for a while. ”

Yesterday, I chatted with the old man of the shell Lang for a while.

Leng Feng felt from the communication with the old man that the old man was not a bad person, no, a bad bug.

It's just too lonely.

Therefore, Leng Feng chose to believe the old man of the shell.

The black sky was close at hand, but Leng Feng and the old man of the shell Lang had been on the road for more than ten minutes.

Wait until you get closer.

Only then did I find that under the black sky, there was a huge crack, and the crack was more than ten meters wide.

Bursts of blue light flickered through the cracks.

There is also no trace of clouds around, but a piece of land (luǒ) dew.

The old man stretched out a paw, pointed at the crack from afar, and said lightly,

"Come on, young man, there's a bunch of demons in that crack, if you're brave enough, come with me and clean them up. ”

At the end, the old man twisted (pì) strands and turned into a streamer, rushing straight under the crack.

Leng Feng did not hesitate and rushed down.

At the same time, he quietly used the power of the god of war.

Enter the crack Zheng

In addition to the howling wind, there was also a strong aura of evil spirits.

Leng Feng looked down.

Only a faint blue glow can be seen.

The crack was very deep, and Leng Feng felt like he had descended for more than ten minutes, but he still didn't see the bottom of the crack.

After that, another ten minutes passed.

The howling wind was a little weaker, and the blue light under (shēn) was much weaker.

Leng Feng hurriedly opened his eyes and looked down.

It's finally the end.

The power of the god of war was activated, and the cold front (shēn) shape fell on the surface of the rain with a single movement.

"Good son, you dare to follow up. (shēn) Suddenly came the voice of the old man who was, although he was laughing, but it was obviously serious.

"Of course, old man, I'll accompany you to see what this demon is really capable of. Listening to the old man's words, Leng Feng couldn't help but get nervous, and immediately said.

The old man laughed twice and didn't say anything, but walked forward cautiously.

Leng Feng swept left and right.

The surrounding walls are covered in dark blue crystals.

It was the glow of these crystals that gave this crack that vision.

Suddenly.

Leng Feng found that when he swung his body (shēn), he felt blocked.

And the feeling is getting heavier.

Only after the aggravation can you feel as if there are countless silk threads in front of the cold front (shēn), and these silk threads are horizontal in front of the cold front (shēn), forcibly blocking the front colonel of the cold front

Leng Feng looked in front of (shēn).

There are no cherry blossoms in anything

And soul detection is useless.

After checking left and right, and finding no abnormality, Leng Feng could only continue to walk forward.

At this time, the old man who was in front of Leng Feng noticed Leng Feng's abnormality and hurriedly asked,

"What's the matter, man?"

The tone was tense.

Leng Feng also said solemnly,

"I felt like there were threads around me holding me back. ”

The old man frowned and hurriedly ran to Leng Feng's (shēn) side.

The body of the body climbed up and down a few times on the cold front's (shēn).

Then he jumped into Leng Feng's hand.

The old man looked around vigilantly, and said in a heavy tone,

"This is the web of the demon spider, this one will be dangerous, be careful. ”

Leng Feng also became nervous and looked around.

Although the view from this canyon is a little dim, you can still see it unobstructed.

There is simply nowhere to hide.

Apart from...

Ground!

Leng Feng hurriedly looked at the ground.

At this moment, a large net suddenly folded on the ground, tightly wrapping the cold front, and it was not one layer, but three layers in a row.

At the same time, Leng Feng felt a tense fu

It was a few threads tightening.

If it weren't for the fact that Leng Feng's (shēn) body strength was at the imperial level, I am afraid that in the face of this kind of strength of cutting, it would immediately be cut into several sections.

However, even if he kept cutting, Leng Feng had some difficulty breathing.

The power of the god of war erupts.

A few silk threads were unexpectedly stretched open by the cold front.

However, the silk thread is also extremely tough.

It is still difficult for Leng Feng to break free in a short period of time.

Just as Leng Feng was struggling, the old man of the shell lang was also attacked.

The attacker was a dozen spiders with spikes (shēn).

It's just that these spiders are much larger than normal spiders.

It's just about the same size as the shell Lang, and the two sides seem to be extremely familiar, and they are tentatively attacking each other.

The old man of the shell lang was extremely fierce at this time, each of the four claws was holding a snow-white excrement, and frantically threw it (shè) around, and more than a dozen evil demon spiders were forced to retreat one after another by the old man of the shell lang (bī).

However, after a fierce attack, the old man's shell reserves don't seem to be enough.

A cold sweat broke out.

The old man didn't dare to release the cannonballs casually, so he could only spin (shēn) the son, back and forth to be vigilant against the attacking spiders.

Every now and then, a piece of excrement is thrown in to threaten it.

The spiders around understand the details of the old man.