At this time, Lin Feng's consciousness completely fell into the deepest part of his mind, and he didn't feel half a feeling.

But in his body, there was a powerful momentum, and its power was like destroying the world!

If it is intuitive, the dog monster appears in front of him again, he doesn't even have to use his hands, just a pair of eyes that devour everything, he can swallow the dog monster inside!

Lin Feng's face was expressionless, like wood, and his eyes flashed with chaotic light, as if he was devouring everything.

Mu Feng next to him, even though the handprints still did not stop, but there was a deep sense of horror on his face!

If it weren't for that mudra, he would have practiced it thousands of times, and it would have been deeply imprinted in his bones.

I believe that at this time, he didn't know that his handprint had gone wrong hundreds of times.

Even though the person who handed over that spell to him repeatedly told him that this method was powerful, Mu Feng didn't expect that it would be terrifying!

In the originally indestructible magic circle, there seemed to be something that Lin Feng slowly sucked into his eyes like a black hole.

As that power was sucked away, Mu Feng felt that the magic circle in front of him, the ability to resist, was getting weaker and weaker.

It has even reached its lowest point!

"It's now! Brother Lin, get in! Mu Feng yelled.

But a danger almost made his whole body stiff, as if he was in the deep cold of the Nine Shadows, which completely enveloped him.

He didn't even dare to move, he just stood dumbfounded, the handprint in his hand had already stopped, but the magic circle was like a pool of water that had been opened with a stopper, even if he moved his hand away, it couldn't stop the flow of the pool.

Gradually, the sense of danger that almost froze his soul gradually faded away.

Mu Feng took a deep breath.

A flash of fear flashed in his eyes!

It's too strong!

Mu Feng was sure that Lin Feng just glanced at him just now, but he didn't have any ability to resist.

He didn't even need Lin Feng to make a move, as long as he looked at himself for a while, Mu Feng believed that his divine soul would most likely be sucked away by those eyes that devoured everything.

Mu Feng sat paralyzed on the ground, a layer of sweat had already appeared on his body, it was hard to imagine that a monk who was not afraid of the scorching heat and did not avoid the cold would actually break out in a cold sweat.

But now it's happening.

Turning his head with a little difficulty, Mu Feng found that there was already no one beside him, and Lin Feng had already entered.

But that kind of danger, the feeling that the Buddha would die the next moment, lingered in his heart for a long time.

He understood very well that at that moment, Lin Feng, if he wanted to, his eyes could swallow the entire core place.

Not even just the Core, including the Blood Lake!

What the hell is his Yuan Xiang!

A sharp pain, a sharp pain that almost tore the body apart, came from the eyes, and it was like someone gouging out their eyeballs and pouring chili water into their sockets.

As soon as he regained consciousness, Lin Feng felt like he was about to fall into a coma.

His fingers were deeply embedded in the flesh, and his nails had turned to powder, but the pain still tore him apart.

Even in that sharp pain, the fingers slowly inserted into the palm, and the bloody fingertips pierced the entire palm, emerging from the other side of the palm.

Lin Feng didn't feel anything, only the sharp pain in his eyes.

His throat, along with his tongue, had turned into a bloody mess of sauce, and his teeth had been gritted.

It was because of the severe pain, and he kept letting out a loud roar that even shattered his throat and tongue.

How much pain does it take to shatter my throat and tongue?

How loud is that? How desperate is it?

Lin Feng could never describe that feeling, in that sharp pain that almost tore his soul apart, his mind had always remained extremely awake, and he had completely endured that sharp pain.

Lin Feng, who was lying on the ground, was like a puddle of mud, and he didn't even want to move a finger.

The Nine Turns of Xuangong, a powerful resilience, has begun to gradually appear.

His body, because of the severe pain, the wound of self-harm, slowly healed.

But the wounds in the soul cannot be healed so simply.

In his heart at this time, there was only one thought, what was the magic trick that Mu Feng gave him?

Why did his mind fall into a deep sleep after using it, and when he woke up, it would produce such a sharp pain?

Time had become meaningless here, and his soul was exhausted to the extreme, because he had endured too much pain.

Even though his body had recovered, he still couldn't move his body, because his spirit couldn't even give a command to move his fingers.

All he remembered was that when he appeared here, he was lying on top of a small pool of blood, which had now become a pool of blood, and he was sinking at the bottom of it.

On this day, a thin arm broke through the pool, and a slightly thin figure slowly walked out of the pool of blood.

It's been two months.

Lin Feng muttered in his heart, looking at a small crack in the mountain wall that kept flowing blood and poured into the pool of blood, a layer of deep confusion appeared on Lin Feng's face.

He remembered everything clearly, except what happened after using that spell, but he couldn't remember half of it.

Just using a spell for a period of time can lead to a two-month period of weakness, what the hell is this?

But this place is undoubtedly behind the mountain wall.

Lin Feng walked forward slowly, there was no sunlight here, only darkness, boundless darkness, but for Lin Feng, it was no different from daytime.

The monk's vision can see any object, even the deepest and most eternal darkness.

Something seems to be carved on the wall twice.

Lin Feng stopped and looked at it quietly, the first picture was a giant thousands of meters high, holding a stick of the same length and sweeping the world.

In his eyebrows and eyes, with the domineering spirit of looking down on the world, the long stick in his hand, there is no enemy!

On the opposite side of him were hundreds of immortal wind dao bone powerhouses, and at this time, they showed a frightened face.

The second picture is still this giant, but his size is only the size of a normal person.

At this moment, his eyes widened angrily, and the long stick in his hand pointed straight at a corpse hundreds of meters in size.

In the chest of the corpse, an ancient sword was inserted like a toothpick for the corpse's size.

However, when Lin Feng saw this scene, his heart trembled.

Because of that corpse, and the ancient sword, he recognized it, and even saw it up close!

Under the soul mound, in the underground square, Lin Ke once took him to see the huge ancient corpse!

And that ancient sword is a half-step weapon, ask the sky ancient sword!

Lin Feng hurriedly looked at the third picture, but just when he saw clearly what the third picture was drawing, he actually felt his heart tremble, and even his entire pupils contracted slightly! (To be continued.) )