Feng Lin also felt a little tired now, and his sitting body was also a little weak, but fortunately, Zili Sword seemed to have a spiritual connection with his master, and he floated behind Feng Lin at the moment, the sword body was inserted into the ground, and the straight long sword stood behind Feng Li, as if signaling the master to come up.

Feng Silence understood, so he leaned back against Zi Lijian, looked at the Yuan Yang in his arms and closed his eyes, Feng Silence didn't say anything, but closed his eyes and meditated to breathe.

Listening to Feng Lone's heartbeat, Yuan Yang's face became more and more red, and when he thought of Feng Lin gently sucking out the poison on her left shoulder with his mouth, Yuan Yang was frightened and shy. In the face of Feng Lin holding himself so gently, Yuan Yang was very moved, the two of them were obviously incompatible, and they drew their swords when they met, but now they have fallen into the abyss, and they have become objects that they can rely on each other temporarily.

Seeing that Feng was silent, Yuan Yang was surprised, so he quietly opened his eyes, and what caught his eye was Feng Lone's resolute side face, but the other half of the face was covered by the mask, and Yuan Yang suddenly became curious, thinking about what the face under the mask would look like. I really want to reach out and unmask him. Yuan Yang stared at Feng Silence with his eyes, and he didn't dare to look away at all.

Fortunately, at this moment, Yuan Yang opened his eyes, otherwise he didn't know how he would react when he saw Yuan Yang looking at him so directly.

Suddenly, there was a trace of cool air behind him, which was biting cold and caused chills in people's hearts. Yuan Yang was shocked, and a trace of fear rose inexplicably in his heart, that kind of nervousness and fear lingered around Yuan Yang's whole body, seeing that everything around him was fine, there was nothing unusual, but there was some worry and uneasiness in his heart.

Feng Shi, who was close at hand, also seemed to sense that something was wrong, he opened his eyes, frowned slightly, looked at the panic on the face of Yuan Yang in his arms, but didn't say anything.

In less than a moment, a gloomy chill came from all directions, and Yuan Yang couldn't help but shiver and said in a low voice: "What's wrong?" I thought it was weird, but I couldn't say why. ”

Feng was silent for a moment, then suddenly sat up straight, and his tone became a little hurried, "Yuan Ling, it seems that Yuan Ling is here." ”

Yuan Yang was stunned, not knowing what the "Yuan Spirit" in Feng Lone's mouth was, so he immediately asked, "What is the Yuan Spirit?" ”

Without waiting for Feng Shi to respond, he heard a heavy breathing sound all around, and the sound of breathing was not like an ordinary person, but a moan like a broken neck.

Yuan Yang's face was a little pale, and he looked around, under the light of the Zili Sword and the Yunsheng Sword, he still didn't find anything, but the strange breathing sound echoing in his ears became louder and louder.

In less than a moment, as far as the eye could see, there was a thing floating towards her and Feng Li, I don't know if it was a person or what, but the shape of the thing was no different from a person, except that it had no feet, no head, and a sharp scythe in its hand, like a soul reaper.

The sound of heavy breathing, the sound of breathing that can only be made when the neck is broken, is coming from this thing.

"What a deep spirit!" Beacon Silence said coldly, staring at the thing in the distance that Beacon Silence said was an abyssal spirit.

Yuan Yang's body trembled slightly, looking at the abyss spirit in the distance, only to see that its body was transparent, like a piece of paper floating weakly with the wind, the most terrifying thing was that it had no shadow, Yuan Yang's cold hair stood up, and he said in his heart: "This abyss spirit should be a ghost!" Otherwise, there is no shadow. ”

"Ahem, ahem."

A strange cough sounded, and the abyssal spirit moved a few more steps towards Feng Silence and Yuanyang, it had no head, no feet, everything looked strange and terrifying. Seeing this, Yuan Yang was very afraid, although he had experienced the days of chasing corpses before, but when he met such a thing as the abyss spirit in this desolate and dark abyss, the endless fear came to his heart infinitely.

Feeling the trembling shadow of the Yuanyang, Feng Lonely frowned, and at the moment he sealed with one hand, as if he wanted to immediately break the abyss spirit, but halfway through the seal, the spiritual power was insufficient, and the light that was slightly in his hand suddenly dimmed.

"Hey, hey, hey."

Yuan Ling smiled strangely, and Yuan Yang was even more startled, and quickly closed his eyes, his face turned pale, and said in a low voice: "It won't be trying to eat us." ”

The silence was silent, and the deep spirit laughed again, and the voice was like the mourning of a dead man, piercing the eardrums and shuddering. I heard the abyss spirit say in a hoarse voice: "Blood, blood, I want to drink blood, I smell blood." After finishing speaking, he flew towards Yuan Yang and Feng Lone.

Yuan Yang was shocked, and then he realized that a lot of blood had flowed out of the wound on his left shoulder, thinking that it was this blood that caused this abyss spirit to appear, once he thought like this, Yuan Yang felt ashamed and blamed himself. After thinking for a while, Yuan Yang raised his head and said to the headless and footless Yuan Ling: "If you want to drink blood, come and drink mine, it's none of his business." Speaking of this, Yuan Yang couldn't help but set his eyes on Feng Lonely.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Yang felt a tightness in his waist, Feng Xiao lowered his head, hesitated for a moment, and then said coldly: "I won't let this abyssal spirit drink my blood, and I won't let this abyssal spirit drink your blood!" The voice was a little reproachful, and he looked at Yuan Yang with both eyes, staring at the roots of Yuan Yang's ears hot.

"Hey, hey, hey." When Yuan Ling heard this, he laughed even more rampantly and ugly, "I want to drink your blood, I can't help you!" I'm going to drink your blood, and I can't ...... you," it repeated, as if proud.

Seeing that the abyss spirit flew over without fear, Feng Lin sealed again, Xu was a little angry, at this moment, the spiritual power gathered in his hand was much more than that of Fang Cai, the light flickered, and Feng Lin waved a light in his hand and attacked the abyss spirit.

"Whew!" The Abyss Spirit let out a bitter roar and disappeared.

Yuan Yang was overjoyed, and said in his heart: "That abyss spirit should have disappeared, right?" After thinking about it, he raised his eyes to look at Feng Shi, but saw that he was a little struggling at the moment, and even his breathing was a little heavy.

Sure enough, he was seriously injured, and his spiritual power is not enough now? A trace of worry appeared between his eyebrows, feeling like a burden, and he couldn't use anything. Fortunately, the abyss spirit of Fang Cai dispersed, otherwise Yuan Yang felt that he had to drag his lonely legs. Yuan Yang blamed herself in her heart for being useless, but when she thought about it, she was a little surprised, she wondered why she suddenly cared about the silence in front of her? He actually felt that he was a drag on him at the moment.

Yuan Yang didn't know why she had such thoughts, and she didn't think much about it, but took a deep breath, preparing to meditate and breathe her body, hoping that her spiritual energy would recover as soon as possible before she could leave this abyssal place.

But at this moment, there was another gust of yin wind, and the sound of Shicai's heavy and strange breathing came, which kept echoing in this empty abyss before dispersing for a long time.

Yuan Yang secretly screamed that it was not good, the heart path was the abyss spirit that appeared again, could it be that the abyss spirit was not solved?

Raising her head timidly, Yuan Yang found that there were dozens of Yuan Spirits around her, Yuan Yang's eyes widened, she would rather believe that she was dazzled, but dozens of Yuan Spirits appeared in front of her.

"Blood, blood, I want blood, it's been a long time since I've drunk human blood."

"Blood, blood, delicious human blood, my saliva is all over the ground."

"Blood, blood, blood, ......"

Dozens of abyssal spirits let out a strange sigh together, and Yuan Yang felt that this abyss was buzzing for a while, making her mind almost explode! Yuan Yang was irritable, and he drank softly at the moment, used all his strength, and hurriedly waved out a "monstrous sea of fire", perhaps because of the lack of spiritual power, the "monstrous sea of fire" used by Yuan Yang on weekdays can be described as full of flames, but now it is like a flame, faintly spreading in all directions, and rushing towards the bodies of those deep spirits.

Those who were far away from the fire and didn't dare to despise it at the moment, they took a few steps back, and their shadowless bodies floated in the air, and they felt weird when they looked at it.

"Hey, hey, you can't kill us, you can't kill our ......" The Abyssal Spirits laughed smugly.

After Yuan Yang used the "monstrous sea of fire", he was exhausted, and fell weakly into Feng Lone's arms, panting heavily.

Seeing this, Feng Liang gently put Yuan Yang on the ground, stood up with support, pulled out the Zili Sword inserted in the ground, raised the Zili Sword, and the sword light was bright, several times brighter than Fang Cai.

"Hey, hey, hey, now this kid is going to go, let's drink his blood first, hey, hey, hey......" The abyssal spirits laughed even more weirdly.