Darkness, endless darkness, and that familiar voice again, "Boy, are you desperate?"

"Who are you?" Ke Feng felt that his whole body was suspended in the ethereal air, and the inexplicable fear uneasy to him.

"Hahaha," the laughter that made the earth tremble again sounded in the distance, "boy, you have anger in your heart, you have unwillingness, you have hatred, you hate your own uselessness, you hate your cowardice, right?"

"You talk nonsense. "That's right, that old man is not talking nonsense, Ke Feng's heart is full of unwillingness, anger, hatred, but what can he do, even if he is unwilling, hateful, angry, he can only hold back himself, you can see his clenched left hand, there must be something in that hand, yes, that is dignity, the dignity of a man.

"Hahaha!" the old man was still laughing, not knowing what he was laughing at.

But in Ke Feng's opinion, this is ridicule, Ke Feng's hands are sealed, and a cyclone can be faintly seen around the crimson Rika, only to see a heat wave hit, Ke Feng took his own strongest move, with his dignity, rushed towards the old man.

The old man was still standing in place, brushing his slightly weird beard in the dark, wearing a loose gray robe, which actually had the meaning of a fairy wind and bones. The old man smiled playfully, and when Ke Feng was about to arrive, he was still leisurely. Ke Feng was surprised, could it be that he was already strong to that extent, but the shame in his heart devoured his reason, and he still continued to attack the old man.

"Bone Devouring Ling-" Ke Feng shouted, and the crimson heat wave in his hand spread towards the old man's body.

"It's kind of interesting. The old man still didn't move, when Ke Feng thought he had done it, and was surprised, the crimson heat wave actually hit Ke Feng himself, Ke Feng didn't react for a while, and was swallowed by the heat wave, "Ah!" Ke Feng screamed and went silent.

"Boy, you won't be so useless, if that's the case, you might as well die sooner. The old man shouted into the darkness, did not answer, sighed, and was about to leave, when a weak sentence floated out of the darkness, "Who said that I am not dead yet." ”

"Oh," the old man smiled, but it was obviously mixed with a little surprise and excitement, he didn't show this, it was almost invisible in the dark, but he, Ke Feng, saw it, "Old man, are you surprised that I didn't die?"

The old man looked even more surprised, "Can you see it?"

"Why can't you?" Ke Feng still looked weak, after saying this, he began to cough incessantly, only to feel that his throat was sweet, and after spitting out a mouthful of blood, his eyes were dark, and he was no longer conscious.