"Ah......h

Ning Feng rubbed his head in pain, his hand moved slightly, and he felt that his legs were scary, as if they were no longer his own, but a pile of stones without intuition.

What's going on?

Ning Feng only felt a splitting headache, and tried to move, and a blood-ridden, devastated arm rested on his face.

Yes!

Ning Feng exhaled heavily, used all his strength to get up, and pushed away the corpse of Sanju lying on top of him.

Little wolf! Ning Feng was in a hurry, hurriedly got up and shouted at Guillotine in spite of the severed head, his eyes looking for it in a panic.

The wolf is gone!

Ning Feng finally ran out of strength, and what happened that night became clearer and clearer!

He remembered that Wang Shiren told him the story of the scholar, and he was fascinated by it. But just as they were packing up their things and preparing to continue on their way, something happened to the little wolf!

The little wolf suddenly jumped out of Ning Feng's arms, roaring in a low and restless manner, Ning Feng didn't know what it meant, but he saw the little wolf suddenly raise his head to the sky and howl, and then burst into tears.

Not only Ning Feng, but everyone gathered around curiously. But the little wolf suddenly jumped up and ran desperately into the mountain, and no matter how Ning Feng shouted behind him, it was to no avail.

Everyone wanted to chase after them, but the mountains were all over the wilderness, and the wolf howl sounded throughout the severed head, and the shadow of the wolf appeared.

The hundred-strong team of the City Lord's Mansion was besieged by thousands of wolves!

Ning Feng scanned the messy ground, counting the corpses with severed limbs and blurred flesh, both human and wolf.

This is a disaster, although the wolf pack is dominated by first-order and second-order low-level demonic beasts, there is still a feared fifth-order demonic beast leader inside. A fifth-order wolf-type demonic beast is fast, cruel, and extremely strong in command.

Moreover, the head wolf is cautious. He would rather all the wolves rush up than risk it himself, even if there is no human to pose a threat to it at all.

Ning Feng didn't know if the hundred-strong team of the City Lord's Mansion had all been hit by the wolf's mouth, but he didn't find Wang Shiren's body, as well as Old Man Zhang and Xu San's.

He was only sure of one thing: he was alive!

Alive? There is a light in his eyes, and he can survive, can't the little wolves, they are wolves, and the little wolves are also wolves! They run fast, the little wolves are not slow, they are numerous, and the little wolves are lone wolves flexible and hidden.

Ning Feng no longer hesitated, took out the broadsword that Old Man Zhang gave him from the belly of the wolf corpse, picked up his bags, and set off.

The broken sword could no longer be used as a weapon, as it was getting heavier and heavier, and Ning Feng had to temporarily put it into the Supreme Golden Card.

He ran to the nearest creek in one go, plunged into it, washed off the bloodstains all over his body, and sat on the big rock by the river and looked at the morning light bare-chested.

Fighting hard all night last night, he didn't know how many wolves he had killed, he had encountered many monsters in the mountains, and it was the first time for him to have such a scale.

After taking a low-grade elixir, he began to repair his injuries and check his physical condition.

Linghui Sevenfold, Ning Feng didn't look surprised, and even felt that his cultivation was progressing too slowly.

After more than four years of ups and downs in the realm, his heart has long been calm, at least in terms of cultivation, he sees it very indifferently, even if he reaches the realm of sealing spirits overnight, he can accept it without changing his face.

Breaking through the triple small realm in a row, in fact, it is really ordinary, that is what he exchanged for his life, not only today, but also this more than ten years of practicing with the little wolf as a companion!

Little wolf!Ning Feng's sloppy gaze began to firm. Grandpa Wolf's graveyard should have had an accident, he guessed.

He changed his clothes, took his greatsword, and set out for the place he had not dared to approach for nearly five years.

Quicksand swamp!

It is strange that quicksand, which usually appears in deserts with unstable foundations, appears in this depression like a monster.

It's like a mechanism placed there by a mountain, quietly waiting for martial cultivators and explorers to break in.

It is a big monster that can suck people into a bottomless pit, and once someone is deeply trapped in it, they often can't extricate themselves, and their companions can only watch the trapped person struggle to death.

Swamps, generally because there is too much spiritual energy gathered around, resulting in lush vegetation around, but due to the influence of environmental weather, the soil layer has been too wet for a long time, and there is a terrible swamp.

Because there are many types of swamps, and martial cultivators can also borrow the huge spiritual power around it, the danger level is not as good as quicksand.

But what is really terrifying about the swamp is the unstoppable monster. Because of the abundant spiritual power, there are not a few demonic beasts dormant in the water, and the level is generally higher than that encountered on land, and their actions are hidden and difficult to detect.

However, the swamp and quicksand in that place gathered for several miles, even tens of miles, and he didn't know how big it was, because he had always been very jealous.

Moreover, because of the inaccessibility of people, poisonous beasts and poisonous insects have stepped on, some unlucky monsters can not get out again, and the corpses will decompose and produce miasma, plus various poisonous gases, which is really dangerous.

For the horror there, Ning Feng still remembered it vividly, the Soul Eater Ant was one of them, and the old ghost helped him block the Rotten Worm Ant.

Thinking of this, Ning Feng suddenly remembered, didn't he have this continent chronicle, there were thousands of strange demonic beasts in it, now take a cursory look at the terrifying demonic beasts that often haunt the swamp and quicksand, and then he will not be caught off guard, and there is no way to deal with it.

Soul Eater Ant, a third-level low-level demonic beast, active in a cemetery with strong soul power, the more the adult body is the size of a three-year-old child, strange and ugly, good at concealment and strong strength, the disadvantage is that the spirit intelligence is low, and the speed is mediocre.

Ning Feng didn't turn a few pages before he saw the introduction of the Soul Eater Ant, which made him believe the old ghost's statement even more, I'm afraid that the quicksand swamp has a big secret, which is artificially created by the supreme powerhouse!

Rotting Cave Worm Ant, a fourth-level mid-level demonic beast. The appearance is peculiar, like ants and non-ants, different from the general six-legged ants, born with eight legs, and the body is very small, the eight legs are huge, the destructive power is amazing, and the speed is amazing, often hidden in the dark and suddenly shot, one blow kills! Disadvantages, in addition to the limbs, the whole body is a dead hole, and timid, generally after the loss of the hand will run away.

Ning Feng nodded clearly, no wonder he was able to escape that day, I am afraid it was because of the timid nature of this rotting cave insect ant. But Ning Feng was still a little puzzled, he had basically lost the strength to act at that time, what was he still afraid of, could it be that his spiritual intelligence was so low?

Ning Feng inspected again, keeping in mind the appearance and advantages and disadvantages of the famous demonic beasts, looking at the swamp quicksand shrouded in black fog in front of him, gritted his teeth, and slowly approached.

"Ahh

Someone's cry for help came, and Ning Feng approached cautiously, always paying attention to the wind and grass under his feet and around him.

It was a young man in his twenties, ragged, half of his body sunk into the swamp, he screamed in panic, struggled desperately, but sank deeper and deeper.

His shouting not only attracted Ning Feng, but also attracted the attention of a terrifying black mire crocodile in a shallow shoal about a hundred meters to his left.

"Friend, help me, please save me, I don't want to die!" The young man cried, and when he saw Ning Feng, he seemed to have grasped the last straw.

"Don't make a sound, don't move, look to your left. ”

Ning Feng made a silent gesture and motioned for him to look to the left, and as soon as the young man turned his head, he saw the black mire crocodile slowly crawling towards him.

He was terrified, his mud-covered hands covering his mouth, but his body was trembling, and his eyes were frightened and desperate.

He just looked at Ning Feng like that, his expression was pleading, Ning Feng felt that his heartstrings seemed to be touched by something, he took a deep breath and made up his mind to save him!

Black marsh crocodile, a third-level low-level demonic beast, with rough skin and thick flesh, terrifying defense, and terrifying bite on the mouth, biting the prey and spinning desperately, and twisting the prey's neck before stopping.

Ning Feng's brain was thinking quickly, there was nothing to rely on around, such as boulders or trees, even if he threw the rope over, he was afraid that he would not be able to pull it out.

Besides, he didn't have a rope at all, but since he decided to save people, he couldn't watch the young man be swallowed by the black mire crocodile or the mire.

When he was in a dilemma, he set his eyes on the black mire crocodile, I don't go to hell, who will go to hell, Ning Feng gritted his teeth.

He took out the clothes that he had changed from the gold card, divided them in half, and twisted them into a strand until all the clean clothes he had changed and washed were done in this way, and then tied them in knots.

After finishing it, it was about five or six meters long, and because he was worried that the twisted clothes would be broken, Ning Feng had to take off the last robe on his upper body.

Of course, this series of movements Ning Feng was only about ten breaths away, but Rao is black mire crocodile was not very fast, and it was less than ten meters away from the young man in the mire.

"Next!" Ning Feng threw his clothes over and shouted at the young man.

He didn't hesitate at his feet, if he dragged it any longer, I was afraid that what he had just done would be useless.

The quagmire in front of him was almost seven or eight meters away from the black mire crocodile, and all Ning Feng had to do was tie the finished rope to it before it entered the quagmire, and then use its tremendous strength to pull the young man out.

And once the black mire crocodile entered the quagmire, judging from the surrounding terrain, I am afraid that I can only watch the young man being eaten.

Ning Feng was extremely fast, and he tried to slash at the black mire crocodile scale armor with his giant sword, using five points of strength.

Sure enough, the giant sword grazed the scale armor, and there were even a few sparks, but the black mire crocodile was unscathed, and Ning Feng also knew how tricky this big guy was.

The black mire crocodile was in pain, and although it was not hurt, it was furious.

This is its territory, it has noticed Ning Feng for a long time, but the guy in the quagmire seems to be easier to get, and it doesn't bother to take care of Ning Feng.

The swamp is a dead place for outsiders, but for it is a natural hunting ground, and it has its own way of getting out.

The black mire crocodile stared at Ning Feng, who controlled the distance between it and the quagmire, tugging at the rope in his hand.

Bang!

Ning Feng used the giant sword to block its attacking tail, and the huge force made Ning Feng take a few steps back, Ning Feng saw that there was a quagmire behind him, and the giant sword then retreated and thrust behind him.

He kicked the greatsword, stabilized his body, crouched slightly, and slowly removed the dagger from his leggings, his eyes as calm as water.

The body of the giant sword shook, the sword roared, and Ning Feng raised his head suddenly, his eyes shooting a blade-like light.