Ning Feng was pulled out of the ravine with difficulty by the combined efforts of the bald bird and the iron-fronted violent bear, which made Ning Feng himself sigh later.

The master is really hard, he can live here, such a high mountain, fortunately, it hangs on the branches and leaves of the big tree in the middle, otherwise he will fall into a fool directly.

The sky was already bright, and when a bear and a bird carried Ning Feng back to the cave, Ouyang Heng's eyes were full of sympathy and admiration, and Xiu'er also felt that Ning Feng was extremely pitiful, and even Su Muyu felt guilty after seeing Ning Feng's miserable appearance.

After Ning Feng saw the three of them, he couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh, and then he cried bitterly, God, when will this day be the end.

Look at what that demon has done to herself these days, when her leg is injured and bleeding, she heals her with this recipe, she takes a bath by herself, she secretly takes away her clothes, and she almost runs naked in the middle of the night, but she catches a bald bird, she fights with the iron-fronted storm bear, and the sword in her hand is missing, and she climbs a mountain to watch the sunrise, and as soon as she and the iron-fronted storm bear let go of their hands, she rolls all the way down from the top of the mountain......

Fortunately, it was all skin trauma, and it didn't hurt the muscles and bones, which made Ning Feng breathe a sigh of relief.

"Brother Ning Feng, are you okay, come, I'll help you go over and lie down. Ouyang stepped forward, put Ning Feng's arm on his shoulder, and slowly helped Ning Feng to the cave to lie down.

"The injuries on my body are all skin wounds, nothing serious, but I am afraid that the wounds on my soul will have to be healed for a while. Ning Feng said and secretly glanced at Su Muyu, his expression full of fear.

Su Muyu was looking back at Ning Feng's injury at this time, and when he saw his scared appearance, he couldn't help but smile, but he couldn't help but feel sorry in his heart, he just leaned over there with good intentions, but he didn't expect Ning Feng to shrink back in fright, he was really so scary?

Su Muyu touched her pretty face, and then shone it along the light with her saber, and when she saw that delicate face, she finally had to shake her head in confusion.

The three of them and the two beasts went out one after another, Ning Feng also began to calm down, and began to check the condition of his body, these days he has neglected to cultivate, he also wants to figure out some things, such as the automatic operation of the Chaotic Ancient Demon Sutra today.

The Ancient Demon Sutra is essentially a mental method of the demon race, and its function is to transform the physique of demon cultivators and tap their greatest potential.

As far as what Ning Feng saw in the Continental Chronicles, the Demon Race is actually an extremely terrifying race, eight million miles of Demon Land, countless strong people, they are full of blood, and they are often comparable to the martial arts of the human race in the realm.

But also because of the demon exercises they practice, they are bloodthirsty and killing, like to fight fiercely, have a more violent personality, and their style of acting is simple and rude.

Ning Feng has been practicing the Chaotic Ancient Demon Sutra for a while, and he is quite satisfied with this Demon Clan's Exercise Secret Book, speeding up the circulation of spiritual power, refining the limbs and bones, strengthening the blood qi, and subtly transforming his physique, etc., these are the benefits it brings.

The disadvantage Ning Feng had never been clear before, but when the Chaotic Ancient Demon Sutra was running automatically yesterday, Ning Feng had a hint of illusion.

At that time, although my consciousness was very clear, my body seemed to be controlled by another person.

There has always been an extremely greedy voice calling Ning Feng in the bottom of his heart, and the feeling at that time, Ning Feng is still very clear.

In the face of the fourth-level demonic beast, he was already injured in the leg, and under normal circumstances, he would never be so brainless and hard-working, but at that time, it was because of the chaos of the ancient demon scriptures that he made himself seem to have changed into a person, knowing that the danger was incomparable, he still went on the scalp.

This is very similar to the demon race, the people in the demon race are called battle maniacs by the strong people of the mainland, once they start fighting, they will not die, and they will never retreat easily.

Thinking of this, cold sweat began to break out on Ning Feng's head, he finally understood what the old ghost meant, no wonder he told himself to worship the sect as soon as possible and practice to a human race.

Now it seems that the old ghost is taking precautions, he probably already knows the possible side effects of this chaotic ancient demon scripture, so he is so eager to ask himself to cultivate the human race's mental method, balance the chaotic ancient demon scripture, and suppress the demonic qi that continues to breed in his body.

Ning Feng felt something in his heart, Wu's hands operated spiritual power, the fire churned in his left hand, and after his right hand stalemate for a moment, a trace of thunder trembled, and then a violent thunder attribute spiritual power appeared.

Ning Feng finally couldn't sit still, a shocked look appeared on his face, it turned out that the greedy voice was not just an illusion, this chaotic ancient demon scripture really forcibly devoured the thunder spirit vein without his consent.

Ning Feng's face was a little pale, even if he was ignorant, he understood that devouring this kind of anti-heaven divine power would definitely make him die without a place to bury!

Once someone knows that they have the ability to devour other people's spiritual veins and turn them into their own, I am afraid that even those powerful predecessors will definitely not sit idly by.

No one will allow such a monster existence to grow up, they will do everything they can to strangle themselves and eliminate hidden dangers!

Ning Feng exhaled heavily, smiling bitterly but rejoicing in his heart, fortunately, he found out early, and when he used this chaotic ancient demon scripture in the future, he should be more careful, and he must not expose the secret of devouring in front of people.

As for Ouyang Heng, Ning Feng was not worried, as soon as he came, the process of devouring the Thunder Spirit Vein that day, Ning Feng himself was still stunned now.

Second, at that time, the blow was huge, the thunderclouds were dense, and there were bursts of smoke and dust on the ground, Ouyang Heng was so far away that he couldn't really see it.

Thirdly, he and Ouyang Heng are also friends in distress, and the friendship established between life and death, he can't just kill him because of speculation, besides, Ouyang Heng's expression was as usual after he came back, and he was not shocked or scared, which showed that he didn't know.

Thinking of this, Ning Feng smiled slightly, and stretched his eyebrows a lot.

The Royal Beast Decision, Ning Feng has just entered the door, and the bald bird is the best proof, as for the iron-fronted violent bear, Ning Feng is also a little puzzled by this demonic beast wearing flower pants.

This fourth-level Warcraft didn't sign any contract with him, and secondly, he didn't give it any benefits, so it just didn't leave for some reason, Ning Feng really wondered what this Warcraft big brother wanted to do.

Wolong Seal, Ning Feng can't understand it for the time being, he has just come into contact with the Spirit Seal, and there is no one to guide him, all relying on the cultivation of the Eight Hundred Spirit Sword Seal, so that he has a general understanding of the Spirit Seal.

Ning Feng, a half-hung spirit seal master, was now in an awkward situation, he found that without the sword, he did his best, and he would probably be able to use his spiritual power to control less than a hundred spirit seals at the same time, which was equivalent to him not even being a first-level spirit seal master.

Imperial Sword Ling Tian also needs a sword, but he doesn't have a sword in his hand.

Broken Sword! Ning Feng's eyes suddenly lit up, and he took the broken sword out of the storage ring and held it in his hand to watch.

The old ghost is sleeping in this broken sword, and Ning Feng has always kept it carefully, but this broken sword is also weird, and as his strength gets stronger and stronger, it becomes heavier and heavier.

The key is that it doesn't let the spiritual power circulate, and he can't use the spiritual power to fight against people at all, just because it's heavy, Ning Feng doesn't mind, and he has the right to temper his body.

Ning Feng held the broken sword in his hand and tried it several times with his spiritual power, but found that it still had no effect, so he had no choice but to give up.

He wrapped the broken sword in old black strips of cloth repeatedly before tying it to his back. There's no way, this broken sword is too embarrassing, and I don't know what's going on, it's already stained with iron after a long time.

Ning Feng thought about it, before he found the weapon in his hand, he would use this broken sword to deal with it first, anyway, he was full of blood and energy, and he was full of spiritual power, so he was not worried about not being able to consume it.

Although this broken sword cannot wrap spiritual power, its own material is also rare in the world, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to find an existence that can match it.

Ning Feng closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, and began to carry the Chaotic Ancient Demon Sutra to slowly repair the injuries around his body, he already had a rough plan.

After the injury is healed, he has to cultivate the Xuan-level swordsmanship and martial arts left by the old ghost as soon as possible, and then walk out of this White Lotus Mountain, go to Yanshan Town to practice, and then inquire if there are any major sects that want to recruit students, so that he can go and sign up to solve the hidden dangers of the Chaotic Ancient Demon Sutra as soon as possible.

As for the future, Ning Feng wanted to wait for his life to be more stable, and then go back to the mountains to see the little wolf.

There are no years of cultivation, and when Ning Feng opened his eyes again, the surroundings were already dark, and outside the cave, the voices of several people could be heard.

"Sealing the Soul Duo?" Ning Feng muttered to himself, then smiled lightly and slowly got up, only feeling extremely comfortable.

It seems that the girl is still not stingy at all, and the medicine on her face and body does have a miraculous effect, and it has only been more than a day, and her face that was stung by poisonous bees has also become swollen, and her body is no longer painful, Ning Feng thought in his heart, people have arrived at the entrance of the cave.

At this time, outside the cave is a large bonfire, two girls sit side by side counting the stars, whispering, from time to time is the girl's lark-like laughter, in this dark night, listening to Ning Feng's back chills, he is now really afraid of the owner of this beautiful and charming voice.

On the other side, Ouyang Heng was holding a burning stick with a dirty face, wearing an apron; the iron-fronted violent bear was wearing the flower pants, and his body was full of grilled fish that had not yet been roasted, and his saliva was flowing; the bald bird gently fanned the wind with its wings, trying to burn the fire more vigorously, but accidentally, the sparks splashed everywhere, and Ouyang Heng and the iron-fronted violent bear were all over the body; suddenly there were chickens flying and dogs jumping, and one person and two beasts and ghosts were crying and howling.

Ning Feng wiped his cold sweat and thought, I'd better go back and continue to lie down, it's rare for someone to suffer for me, Brother Ouyang, take care!

But Ouyang Heng spotted Ning Feng at once, and he was immediately overjoyed, got up from the ground, pushed away the bald bird, and shouted loudly.

"Brother Ning Feng, are you awake? Great, now I can finally be saved! Hurry up, brother, come and help......

Ning Feng touched his nose and sighed in his heart, That's it, I won't go to hell, who will go to hell, so I simply walked over.

Ning Feng has lived in the mountains for many years, and has his own set of recipes for all kinds of magical beasts and beasts, especially fish, so as soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he knows if there is one, seeing Ning Feng's skillful technique, tasting the grilled fish in his mouth, Ouyang Heng actually shed tears while eating.

God knows how he survived this day, Ning Feng, a person with an extremely resolute heart, almost had a heart collapse in a few days, not to mention Ouyang Heng, a son of a family, who can survive a day, is no longer an ordinary person.

"What's the matter with you guys, why do you seem to be afraid of me, do I look scary?" asked Su Muyu puzzled while eating.

"No, no, absolutely not!" Ning Feng and Ouyang Heng were so frightened at the same time that they took a step back, the bald bird lowered his head sharply and his eyes were vigilant, the beautiful feathers on his head disappeared at some point, and he became a bald bird......