Chapter 2169 - Insignificant

The person that Ghost Doctor Xue said, Wu Feng knew in his heart that that person was naturally Ghost Doctor Xue's master, he had mentioned it to himself once, that is, the miracle doctor in Miao Village, Yunnan, Wu Feng originally wanted to save the senior brother, and then took the little ghost baby to Miao Village to find the master, now it seems that there is no chance, he smiled at Ghost Doctor Xue, and said again: "Let's go...... How far can you go......"

Ghost Doctor Xue held a child in one hand, and finally took a deep look at Wu Feng, turned his head and ran in the opposite direction to Wu Feng, he didn't dare to look back, he was afraid that he couldn't bear to look at Wu Feng standing alone in the cold wind as soon as he turned around, and he was afraid that as soon as he turned around, he didn't want to leave, even if he died here with Wu Feng

Looking at the back of Ghost Doctor Xue's gradual distancing, Wu Feng smiled freely, there was no concern in his heart, it seemed that the senior brother could live.

Soon, Wu Feng turned around and took a deep breath of the air full of blood, and at the moment he turned around, Wu Feng saw that at this moment, all the black-haired zombies were cleaned up by the Xuanwu Elder, and they were jumping towards him at the moment, and the Xuanwu Elder looked at Wu Feng viciously, and his green eyes flashed with cruelty and a hint of excitement.

Wu Feng knew what Elder Xuanwu was thinking at the moment, he must be thinking, that kid, you're finished, all your tricks have been used up, I think you can still live?

"Hehe......" Wu Feng let out a sneer, threw the seven-star Longyuan Sword in his hand aside, and silently recited the mantra in his mouth, which is the mantra of the Yin and Yang Bahe Immeasurable Cleansing Sutra, at this point, Wu Feng really can't play any tricks, but he still has a trick to press the bottom of the box, although Wu Feng knows that if this trick is used, he is very likely to die, either the dantian bursts and dies, or he dies of exhaustion, these are the two extremes, Wu Feng doesn't know which way he will die in the end, He didn't want to think about it anymore.

With the sound of Wu Feng's mantra, Wu Feng slowly opened his arms, so that every pore of the whole body was stretched, as much as possible without distracting thoughts, in the dantian, a ball of qi slowly rose, a ball of gentle gas, flowing through the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and finally spread to the whole body, this breath is still very weak, weak to the point of insignificance, that is because all Wu Feng's true qi has been exhausted, and there is only this insignificant breath left.

Even this is enough, Wu Feng will have to transfer a thousand catties in four or two, because a large amount of plant and tree essence will pour into his dantian next, and the energy of all the things around him will be owned by himself, until he can't bear it, and then the dantian will burst.

Gently, the grass around Wu Feng moved, it was gently swaying in the direction of Wu Feng, and the next moment it shook violently, the autumn grass was already slightly yellowed, and it withered in the blink of an eye, and even the stones on the ground slowly floated up, suspended in the air, and then burst open, turned into powder, and drifted away with the wind.

The surrounding aura fluctuated violently, the space seemed to be a little distorted, and even the wind direction of the surrounding trees was changing, all of them were tilting towards Wu Feng's side, Wu Feng felt that he gradually had some strength in his body, and the true qi in the dantian was flowing through the pores on Guò's body......

Youlong doesn't know how much I've written today, anyway, I'm sleepy and can't open my eyes, so be it, the reward owed to Miss Ake is almost made up, and Brother Fang Jun's reward is almost enough, and if it is not enough, it will be made up tomorrow. Now you can fall asleep with your eyes closed. Your support must be strong, Youlong is cheeky and asks for a monthly pass~ Good night, an old man who is almost thirty years old sells a cute~ Everyone, Mo Da~)

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