It's really a pity, Ning Feng is not willing to kill this soul beast in his heart, but he really can't get home, and there seems to be no better solution, he immediately fell into a dilemma, and said ruthlessly, forget it, you can't control this monster, keeping it will only attract more monsters and new students, you must fight quickly, while the smell of blood has not yet dispersed!

Ning Feng moved, he stepped on the illusory steps, his body was almost to the extreme, a few afterimages passed by and he reached the front of the soul beast, the soul beast found him, but he was not too afraid, a vast spiritual coercion shrouded, Ning Feng felt that his head was a little big, but his broken sword did not stop and smashed on the soul beast.

Yes, it's smashed, the reason why his head is big is not because of the soul beast's precise spiritual impact, but because he suddenly thought of a way to subdue this big guy just now, but when it was so close, the angry soul beast slapped him away.

Ning Feng's physical body was naturally very strong, and he stood up while patting the dust, the attack of the soul beast was mainly focused on the soul, to be honest, the angry slap of this fifth-level soul beast just now was not even as powerful as the attack power of the fourth-level demonic beast with pure physical strength, so it was naturally impossible for him to be injured.

The soul beast looked at Ning Feng with some confusion, and there seemed to be a moment of confusion in his eyes, as if he was very puzzled why its spiritual attack was ineffective, and even his mind was in a trance for a moment, as if it had been washed away by a huge spiritual power.

Spring and Autumn Pen Ning Feng didn't know, but he did get a lot of benefits from it, such as the rebound of the spiritual attack, but at that time, it directly made Gu Qin almost fall to the ground on the spot, if it weren't for that guy's perseverance and horror and some scruples about Ning Feng's attack, I'm afraid he really couldn't bear it.

Ning Feng didn't know what the upper limit of the spiritual power attack that the strange pen in his mind could withstand, but it shouldn't be a big problem to think about the fifth-level demonic beast, after all, Gu Qin's cultivation was also a half-step martial king, although he was not a magician, but he focused on strengthening his soul power, even if he was weaker than the soul beast, I am afraid it would not be much weaker!

Ning Feng silently lifted the broken sword and rushed over, the first thing he had to do was to scare this soul beast, only the seeds of fear were planted in its mind, and with the partial role of the Imperial Beast Duel, Ning Feng was still somewhat sure of what he was going to do next!

Using the Broken Sky Sword as a wooden stick, it is estimated that Ning Feng is alone from ancient times to the present, he deliberately bombarded the soul beast with his physical strength, the soul beast was scarred all over his body, and the more he fought, the more desperate he became, its soul attack had no effect on Ning Feng, and even rebounded to himself to make his head extremely big, and his consciousness was a little trance.

It knew that it couldn't stay any longer, it had to run away, otherwise the prey that suddenly appeared in front of it would inevitably kill it, but when it ran, Ning Feng followed unhurriedly behind, because it was a soul beast, its speed was actually not dominant, at least in the face of Ning Feng, who was unfolding the Illusory Illusion.

Ning Feng also felt that his head was a little heavy, he knew that this was the sequelae of the use of the illusory gods, and knew that he couldn't delay it any longer, his sea of qi suddenly shone brightly, he threw the broken sword to the ground, and the dragon seal in his left hand sounded with a dragon groan, and the soul beast instinctively had fear, and then, Ning Feng quickly knotted the spirit seal, and the contract formation of the beast decisive was used, and it failed without suspense.

But Ning Feng's figure appeared one meter away from the soul beast, he burst into a shout, and suddenly there was a strange light in the sea of qi, the power of the wood spirit gushed out, and the vines wrapped the soul beast, with the help of the little wolf and the iron-fronted violent bear, Ning Feng suppressed the soul beast into the sea of qi, this was the first time he took the initiative to use the sea of qi to deal with the enemy.

In other words, Ning Feng only dared to deal with demonic beasts, because other martial artists discovered the secret of his sea of qi and discovered such a terrifying vitality power, he would definitely become a coveted person in front of everyone, and even just now he had been struggling for a long time whether to do so.

But in order for the old ghost to wake up early, he decided to give it a try and successfully suppressed the soul beast, Ning Feng immediately closed the sea of qi, and did not observe the situation, he believed that the spirit body of the Jiazishu could subdue the soul beast, after all, it was a foodie.

As for the bald bird, the iron-fronted bear, the little wolf and the kitten, Ning Feng decided to let them follow him outside, because his spiritual power consumption was very serious, and he didn't dare to rest in the last two days, so he needed them to recover from the wind.

He found a cave, it looks like it should be a beast's den, but the smell of the monster is very faint, it should be a long time since he came back, cross-legged breathing, the little wolf is very tacit to guard aside, and the kitten, with a low head like a little brother like a little brother of the iron bear and bald bird looked around, scurrying around, but it has not gone far.

When Ning Feng recovered and opened his eyes, it was already half an hour later, he was woken up by the sound of chaotic footsteps and the low roar of the beast, I don't know where the freshman team came from, encountered a group of wolves, and the place of the melee was the direction in which he had subdued the soul beast before, Ning Feng was a distance away from that side, so naturally he would not be stupid enough to run back to investigate.

For the fierce beast group, the freshmen are undoubtedly delicious prey, and for the freshmen, these demonic beasts are both food and demon hunting spots, and they are the prey they are reluctant to let go when they see them.

Ning Feng was also secretly thinking about it in his heart, in fact, he also understood the Demon Hunting Contest a lot more thoroughly, now it is the early stage, these seven days of the Four Domains time, the contradictions within the new students should not be too intense, except for the irreconcilable kind between the two camps, the same camp should not be a big fight, because it is not worth it, everyone has no demon hunting points in their hands in the early stage, instead of getting rid of the opponent so quickly, it is better to keep them to hunt more fierce beasts or snatch the demon hunting points of other disciples.

The bad guys have to do it, but they only need to do bad things, and the new students who are eliminated are not so disgusted, and they may also be asked to do the same thing, but because of the different order, maybe one represents evil, and the other represents justice, and the subtle relationship is really indescribable.

After the initial stage, the number of monsters will inevitably decrease sharply in a short period of time, so the way to obtain demon hunting points is almost only between new students, and there is no announcement of how many passing demon hunting points are, then, everyone can only collect as much as possible, as for the last people who are busy and happy in vain, it is up to fate.

In the later stage of the confrontation between the Middle Domain camp, it must be the most tragic link for the new students to eliminate, directly determining whether to enter the inner gate and become a disciple of the Eight Peaks, or to be reduced to the outer gate and wait for death, there are only a few thousand places for 100,000 people, and it is undoubtedly a big army to fight.

But once they become a disciple of the Eight Peaks, resources, status, and future development space are completely the door of the new world, and they naturally know that it is impossible for everyone to be equal in the creation of high resources, and for the difference between the outer gate and the inner door, no one will say anything that should not be, everything, it just depends on whether you have that qualification.

Ning Feng went on the road again at night, this time, the little wolf was exploring the way in front, he and the bald bird and the iron-fronted storm bear followed, the kitten Ning Feng didn't care about it, in fact, he couldn't control it, its speed was very fast, so fast that Ning Feng couldn't even capture the afterimage at night, he felt that maybe he used his illusory illusion, I am afraid it would be difficult to compare with this speed, looking at it, there was always a feeling that the Martial Emperor was strong and shattered the void.

He became more and more curious about the origin of this little beast, which was somewhat similar to the little one he had met with the second-headed Suo Yue in the mountain temple...... Same abilities, same strange looks...... Ning Feng was suddenly stunned, this little beast, could it be the little beast that sneaked up on him and the fat man? After all, I heard the fat man say that this little beast can transform into shapes, if this is the case, then his master, isn't it the mysterious second leader of the mountain temple, Suo Yue?

Then how could it follow him again, this can be explained differently, Ning Feng shook his head, feeling that his head was about to explode, so he simply stopped thinking about it, no matter what its origin was, anyway, there are no bad intentions at present, even if it is very related to the lock moon, but he has no enmity with that guy, so he will not take pains to do anything on himself.

The whining wind, the heavy moonlight, Ning Feng turned out to be sleepy, he suddenly became alert, when did this voice appear He was actually unconscious, listen carefully, it is not like the sound of the wind, but the sound of the tide, it seems even more low, he was suddenly confused, could it be that he has unconsciously arrived at the southeast junction?

Ning Feng frowned, imagining that there should be a crowd of people here, and the bonfire should be as bright as day at night, and the sound of conversation and laughter came from afar, but why didn't there be anyone, it was a little weirdly quiet.

He felt that the surrounding environment was a little weird, and he had an extremely depressed feeling in his heart, and almost subconsciously thought of the spiritual impact, could it be that he had fallen into some strange formation or the talent of the demonic beast?

He mentioned the spirit of the twelve, but found that the little wolf and a group of monsters did not have anything unusual, this is really suspicious, if it is a formation, he should be able to find clues, if it is the talent of the monster, the little wolf They must also be alert to remind themselves, but at the moment it seems that neither situation is right, then things are a little strange.

The more he moved forward, the more Ning Feng felt that his steps were heavy, not only his mind was groggy and his consciousness was heavy, but even his body was heavy and abnormal, as if he was carrying a weight of 10,000 catties and was a little out of breath, but what made Ning Feng most strange was not this, but why there was no one around, which was too strange.

It stands to reason that his footsteps and Wu Kuan's southeast junction river almost coincide here, even if there is some deviation, I am afraid that it is not big, even if it is not a junction river here, it is also inextricably linked to it, but what makes him headache and puzzled is that he only heard a sound similar to flowing water, but there is a vast expanse around him, and he can't see any river, and that sound is really like the sound of the wind, or to be precise, it is a very mixed sound, it sounds like this for a while, and it sounds like that for a while.

The surrounding vision became more and more dim, and he didn't know when he was already in a cloud of fog, Ning Feng was afraid of getting lost with the little wolf, so he gritted his teeth and called them, telling them to follow him, in just a few words, he felt like he had drained all his strength, and he wanted to fall down and fall asleep.

What a strange feeling, Ning Feng not only felt that his consciousness was groggy and his body was exhausted, but even the surrounding environment began to distort, he suddenly had a touch of clarity in his eyes, and with the last bit of strength, he turned his head and bit on his shoulder, the blood in his mouth, the pain on his shoulder that continued to magnify, Ning Feng slowly felt that his body had regained consciousness.

He didn't dare to be careless anymore, he untied the broken sword behind him and used it as a support to support his tired body to go ahead to find out, the moment the broken sword was held in his hand, Ning Feng's whole person was suddenly no longer affected in the slightest, his eyes became fierce in an instant, he scanned the surroundings, and the other hand rose with a bright fiery red light, he wanted to illuminate the surroundings to find out, but found that the vision had not changed much, it was still vast, and there was still an indescribable depression, but he didn't feel as clear as before.

The blood on his shoulder ran down the arm holding the broken sword, first permeating the sword body, the sword body buzzed, emitting light, and then the blood dripped to the ground, and the ground appeared golden lines, and continued to magnify, he looked carefully in confusion, and when he came back to his senses again, he found that the surrounding light was gradually disappearing.

Under the night, Ning Feng looked at the scene in front of him with some distraction, a river stretched across both banks, and the river was not flowing water, but sand, but there was the sound of flowing water, and the humming sound of the wind blowing through the air, the quicksand rushed down like a river, and the bank would be washed up from time to time A few words of corpse, unrecognizable, hideous, and the distorted facial features were not difficult to see that the deceased was greatly frightened before his death.

Ning Feng was also frightened, because there was a golden giant sword suspended in the center of the quicksand river, with a powerful and solemn aura, **solemn, and a kind of evil aura that came to his face, like a peerless murder weapon made of countless blood.

The broken sword was trembling, cheering, and excited, Ning Feng even faintly noticed that his whole body was being dragged by the broken sword and flew towards the golden giant sword, Ning Feng felt the complex and excited mood of the broken sword, and in an instant, the identity of the golden giant sword that suddenly appeared was about to come out.

The heavy gold sword in the Nine Swords of the Heavens, synonymous with being domineering and fierce, it is said that the breath of this heavy golden sword alone can make the peerless powerhouse dare not act rashly, Ning Feng was a little excited and puzzled, how could the Nine Swords of the Heavens appear in this so-called exiled land?