"Good! The memories have been unsealed a lot, and I remember a lot of good things! ”

Xiaomi rubbed her hands excitedly, and her eyes were red. He has been mixed for so many years, and he has basically seen any treasure, but he was born with this virtue, which is similar to the smell of cold wind.

Southeast, gentian. Go west, Xiling bamboo shoots. Quick, the southern side of the blood dripping spirit bamboo! Blue blood grass, dragon spirit sunflower, diamond fruit... Hurry up, Brother Feng, time is running out, there's a lot more!

In the past month, Leng Feng has been practicing bloody marksmanship, and at the same time, he has used Yuyu to shuttle the world and run around all the places that Xiaomi said, and then cleanly took away the heavenly and earthly treasures with the spiritual soil.

Over the course of a month, half of the space in the Dharma space has been opened up into a medicine field, and there are mountains of rare materials and elixirs that cannot be transplanted.

At the same time, the bloody marksmanship was practiced by the cold wind to a small level, and the divine blow was unexpected after being improved by the cold wind, and the power was terrifying.

The third type of dragon swings its tail, and the fourth type of royal road attack, so far the bloody marksmanship has been skillfully used by the cold wind, especially the fourth type of royal road attack shows that the momentum of the world is very much in line with the appetite of the cold wind.

"Ahh The blood remnant has begun to suppress me again, and you must ,,, the cold wind,,Persistence,,Ah! ”

The elixir in Xiaomi's hand fell to the ground, and his body also fainted to the ground, and he understood what was going on in an instant, and he endured to finish his words, and he was completely unconscious.

"The third level of the trial will start soon, please get ready."

At the same time, the jade droplets bloomed red, reminding them as before.

Leng Feng clenched the bloody steel spear in his hand, each level of the trial was different, but it was all murderous, and it was a lie to say in his heart that he was not nervous.

"The third level of the trial is endless and eternal, keep going in one direction!"

As a message was displayed in the jade water droplet, the cold wind appeared in the darkness, to be exact, endless darkness, nothing could be seen, there were no endless zombies here, no strong outrageous enemies, no so-called illusion, nothing, darkness is the eternal theme!

"What's going on? Keep going. ”

Leng Feng felt a little surprised, the incomparably dangerous first two levels of the trial made him feel a little shadowy in his heart, before he started, he thought that Endless Eternity was an enemy that could not be killed, and he would be exhausted to death, so he had been desperately practicing bloody marksmanship before, hoping to help when clearing the customs, but he didn't expect the enemy to be not, not even a ghost shadow.

It was pitch black all around, and the cold wind tentatively took a few steps forward, and found that it was the same as the real world except that there was nothing to be seen. The bloody marksmanship that had just been practiced did not come in handy, and the bloody spear was also used as a blind rod by the cold wind.

"Going in one direction? Where to go? ”

Leng Feng was a little puzzled, he couldn't see anything here, not even a sound, where should he go.

Could it be that you just choose a random direction and keep going, and eventually you can reach the end?

Leng Feng boldly guessed, the road is simple, the more clueless the problem, the more you have to think about the simplicity, it often has a miraculous effect!

When the purple gas comes from the east, it will be chosen from the east! Leng Feng didn't know how to come up with this idiom in his mind, no matter how much he cast Yuyu shuttled to the east.

One day, two days, three days,,, in this dark world where there is no light day, the concept of time has long been washed away, I don't know how long it has been, the cold wind is no longer using Yuyu shuttle, and even if he has the strong backing of the sea blue divine blood, he can't support it for a long time.

"When is this a head?"

Leng Feng was a little impatient in his heart, once the concept of time was forgotten, it would be torment for more than a second, he took out the Bloody Spear, and simply began to practice the Bloody Marksmanship on the way.

"Sweep the Eight Desolations!"

"God strikes!"

"The dragon wags its tail!"

"Attack on the royal road!"

。。。。。。

I don't know how long it has been, and Leng Feng has practiced the bloody marksmanship countless times from beginning to end, but the road to the east still seems to be far away, with no end in sight.

"Stop, young man, why are you doing this? Stop, there is no more pain! ”

A demonic voice came from nowhere, reaching Leng Feng's mind, beguiling him to stop.

"Who's pretending to be a god here?! I'll come out for you! ”

Leng Feng roared excitedly, he hadn't heard a voice for too long, even the voice that bewitched him was relieved, at least it showed that he hadn't been forgotten.

The voice fell silent, and the cold wind continued to walk eastward without hurrying, and several times he even wanted to stop, this feeling of being alone in the dark was really terrible.

Sometimes, forgetting is more frightening than death.

"Stop, young man, it's been so long, your loved ones have long since died, and the rest of you have forgotten about you, what's the point of going on?"

The demonic voice appeared again, with a serious tone, as if an elder was persuading a lost child.

"You talk nonsense! How could they die?! Absolutely not! Father! Ruoyun! Silly wave! ”

The cold wind roared in Styri, and the endless darkness and loneliness were about to destroy his mind.

"You must ,,, cold wind,,Insist,,Ah!"

Just when Leng Feng wanted to stop, Xiaomi's voice exploded in Leng Feng's mind again, instantly making him much more sober, and a cold sweat broke out on his body, and he almost fell to the ground.

"Alas! Someday you'll wake up! ”

The demonic voice sighed helplessly and disappeared.

I don't know how long it has been, Leng Feng has played the essence of Taijiquan eighteen times in turn countless times this time, and the moves are not leaking in one go, and the rhyme is revealed in the flowing movements, and there is still a trace of light in the darkness in the time, which is the extreme practice of Taijiquan is the manifestation of yin and yang.

Leng Feng is tired of performing the eighteen styles of Tai Chi over and over again, and the duration of the light is gradually increasing, but no matter what, Leng Feng can't see anything in the dark with this light, and is suppressed by the rules!

But even so, Leng Feng was satisfied, he couldn't remember how long he hadn't seen the light, a year? Two years? Or a hundred years? Or longer.

"Young man, after walking for so long and not reaching the end, is it in the wrong direction? Maybe a different direction will make it clearer? ”

The demonic voice sounded again, still so earnest, and it suddenly exploded in Leng Feng's mind.