Mo Feng walked up to the corpse of the alien beast, stared at the circular wound that pierced its skull, and stretched out his hand to gesture, which coincided with Yue Qiuhong's spear, and there seemed to be his spiritual aura still remaining on the wound. But it's a pity that this strange beast has been dead for so many days, and I don't know where Yue Qiuhong went after that.

"Boom!" as he bent down to examine the corpse, a wind suddenly sounded in his ears, and he saw a beam of blue light the thickness of an arm flash away, pointing straight at his temple.

Mo Feng raised his hand in time to grab this blue light, and when he looked closely, it was a strange spirit beast that looked like a snake and not a snake, with a long body and a barb on its tail, but the whole body was hairy, Rao is Mo Feng specially looked through many authoritative spirit beast treasures, and he didn't remember what kind of variety this was for a while.

The little guy was grabbed by him, and when he was in a hurry, he opened his mouth and bit it directly, and Mo Feng released his spiritual power to entangle it to death, so as not to jump around, and finally build a hexagonal array to trap it in, and it was over.

However, Xuanzhu behind him screamed again, and said in a trembling voice: "Oh my God, so, so many ......"

Mo Feng looked up, only to see that in the sound of a squirrel, countless of these snake spirit beasts came out one after another, and the trees on the ground were everywhere, and the dense crowd almost made people suffer from dense phobia. Not to mention the hundreds of little snakes that have passed through the Xuan Realm, the more than 20 of them alone are very fatal.

The fluffy little green snake that was locked in the hexagonal array was still rushing left and right, and its cyan eyes the size of mung beans actually showed vivid resentment, staring at Mo Feng with a faint sense of threat.

Mo Feng was not alarmed, and said directly to this little snake with a high level of intelligence: "If you let your fellow people retreat, I will let you go." ”

The little fluffy snake shook its head and hissed and spat snake letters, looking like it was strange to believe you.

Mo Feng saw that these hundreds of little snakes were only besieged and not attacked, and he was even more sure that the position in his hand was not simple, so he simply continued: "What do you want?"

The little snake dressed in cyan fluff knocked on the hexagonal barrier with its head, and the barb on its tail pointed at the dense surrounding clan, and finally raised its head to look at Mo Feng, his eyes full of fierce emotions.

Mo Feng said angrily and funny: "How do I know what you mean?"

Not to mention that he can't even understand sign language, even if he has talent in this area, this little snake doesn't even have a hand, so he twists his body and makes such a few movements, so that he can guess exactly what it means, and the requirements are too high.

"You are stupid, it said that it knocked three times, and everyone released people at the same time, and also said that it swore by the totem ancestors that it would not repent, so that you can also show some sincerity. "The King of the Abyss has successfully transformed into a translator.

...... Whoever understands this Nima is simply super-god.

Mo Feng couldn't help but sneer, and finally pressed down the weird feeling, and after making a spiritual oath, he said to the little snake: "You can count one, two, three." ”

The thought of inexplicably making a deal with a psychic snake can't be more strange.

The fluffy little snake began to bang against the hexagonal array barrier, and when it hit it for the third time, Mo Feng didn't play any tricks with it, and directly dismantled the eight nodes. The little snake immediately flashed away and disappeared directly into the depths of the jungle, as if it was unlucky to stay for a moment. But before it disappeared completely, it still turned around and glared at Mo Feng viciously, as if to say that I remember you for today's incident.

Seeing the endless cyan snake disappear like a tide, Wu Ling couldn't help but wipe a cold sweat: "What kind of spirit beast is this, I haven't encountered this battle when I came, if I really want to fight, I think the phantom god powerhouse can retreat." ”

For Mo Feng, the matter of this cyan snake can only be regarded as an insignificant episode, and what should he do next.

"After walking for a while, you should be in the Purple Forest. After listening to Mo Feng explain the matter of Tochigi, Wu Ling knew the exact name of the strange forest, and couldn't help but feel a little ashamed of his lack of knowledge, but he didn't know that it was entirely the credit of the King of the Abyss.

Mo Feng nodded, and after a while, he noticed that the air around him began to be filled with a faint purple mist, which seemed to have a faint wisp of fragrance, which made people smell refreshed.

Walking along the source of the mist and fragrance, a dark purple ancient tree finally appeared in front of me, and even the edges of the leaves were full of purple, looking like a carved work of art. However, this ancient tree is still very slender, and it is estimated that it should not be more than a hundred years old.

Mo Feng didn't destroy the ancient tree seedlings, and continued to walk inside, Ziqi and the others glanced at each other, and said very consciously: "Then we will wait here?"

"Well, you guys try not to run around, and if something happens, smash the sect token. Wu Ling said a few words.

A few people were about to split up, when Zi Qi suddenly let out a startled sigh, pointed to an inconspicuous corner in the shade of the woods in front of him, and hesitated: "Look at it, where is it...... Is there a person lying there?"

Mo Feng looked along his fingers, and then noticed that there seemed to be a person in a white robe in the pile of dead leaves behind an ancient tree, but the white clothes had been tattered and stained with a lot of mud, so they couldn't see the original color, and because of the thick ancient wood, this person only showed half of his legs, and it was also a shame that Ziqi could see it with sharp eyes.

"Watch out, I'll take a look. Mo Feng hesitated for a moment, but still clenched the long knife and walked over silently.

But until he walked in front of the man, the other party did not react, lying in the pile of dead leaves seemed to have passed out, and if you looked closely, there was a shocking wound on his waist, and the blood stained a large piece of his robe, but it was covered with dirt and grass blades, which did not look so terrible.

Mo Feng slowly squatted down, feeling that this person's figure was a little familiar, so he planned to turn him over to see his face.

As soon as his fingers touched the other party's robe, a cold light flashed in front of Mo Feng's eyes, leaving only a series of visual afterimages.

At such a close distance, Mo Feng didn't have time to dodge at all, and the long knife in his hand couldn't whirl in front of him, he completely instinctively reached out and grabbed it, and firmly controlled the cold light in his palm in a burst of piercing pain.

However, the strength of the other party was as fierce as a giant beast, and the ink wind only stopped it for a short time, and then the cold light broke free from its control, and continued to stab at his body relentlessly.

Fortunately, Mo Feng had enough time to dodge sideways, and the long knife turned violently to knock off the cold light dagger that attacked, and seeing the white-robed man on the ground struggling to take out a short sword, he had to say in a timely voice: "Jingyue!"

The white-robed young man was stunned for a moment, then he stopped his movements, raised his head to look at Mo Feng with great effort, and after his eyes were in a trance for a moment, he said in surprise: "Yes...... You?"

"Why are you here?" the two asked at about the same time.

In the end, Mo Feng inserted the long knife back into his waist and pulled Jing Yue up from the ground with his right hand. This Wuxuanmen senior brother is already extremely embarrassed at this moment, covered in mud and blood, his hair is unkempt and scattered, and he is mixed with mud and grass, his face is pale and bloodless, he is even more depressed than a beggar, only those eyes are still bright and bright, like the bright moon in the sky, and like the stars. However, because his appearance is too feminine, such a rare weak appearance shows a little bit of pity, and if he changes to someone who doesn't know the details, I am afraid that he will have pity and pity for the jade.

Jing Yue coughed violently for a while, and finally spit out a mouthful of blood mixed with dust, his face looked slightly better, he glanced at Mo Feng's blood-drenched left hand, and said with great effort and reluctance: "Sorry, I thought it was ......"

"I really have a fate with you Wuxuanmen, and I lost all the way with my teammates who have been trained together, and now I can't find any of them, but you are getting together more and more. Seeing that he could still stand firmly, Mo Feng withdrew his right hand that was supporting him, took out some ointment from the spirit ring, and applied it casually to his left hand.

"What do you mean?" Jing Yue was slightly stunned.

Without Mo Feng answering, Wu Ling and the others also rushed over when they heard the movement, and when they saw Jing Yue, who was as miserable as a beggar, it was Xuanzhu who reacted first, and exclaimed: "Ah, senior brother, how did you make this ghost?"

Zi Qi couldn't help but feel a little complicated in his heart, although he had never dealt with Jing Yue much, but he couldn't be happy to see his half-dead appearance.

"It's a long story...... It is not advisable to stay here for a long time, so let's leave first. Jing Yue covered his lips and coughed a few times, wisps of blood flowed out of his fingers, he didn't take two steps, as if he had kicked a gravel, and his body shook and almost fell.

Wu Ling's eyes quickly supported him, only to see that Jing Yue had closed her eyes and passed out, as if she couldn't hold it anymore.

"Why is it so weak?" Wu Ling was puzzled, although Jing Yue did have a hideous scar on his waist, but this position was not fatal, and he didn't look like he had lost too much blood.

"It seems that he should have been hunted here, I'm afraid the pursuers will appear soon, let's talk about it in another place. Mo Feng glanced at the reckless forest in the distance, except for the faint mist that lingered, it was a little terrifyingly quiet.

"It's not easy to hide outside, the forest is sparse, it's better to go to the purple oak forest, at least the fog inside is thicker, and it's not easy to be found. Although there is some danger, this danger is also shared by both the enemy and us, and if Senior Brother Jing can be injured like this, the strength of the chasing soldiers may be unfathomable. Wu Ling said solemnly.

He knows Jing Yue well, knows that he is cautious by nature, and what he is best at is assassination and sneaking, maybe the frontal combat power is far inferior to Chun Gu Feng, but the survivability is definitely stronger than the other party, so Jing Yue's appearance of finally escaping death really has to make him frightened and vigilant.

Mo Feng didn't say much, now at this time, the difference between sects is no longer important, these foreign cultivators can already be counted as the same camp, and self-protection is the most important. Although there are a little more oil bottles on Wuxuanmen's side, it is better than him walking around aimlessly alone, at least Wu Ling is more reliable.

"Keep an eye on your surroundings. After Wu Ling emphasized, he put the unconscious Jingyue on his back and cautiously walked into the Purple Forest.

The faint purple mist was filled, and the surroundings were still quiet enough to be heard, except for the faint sound of people stepping on the dead leaves.

After traveling a distance, the purple mist was so thick that they couldn't see each other's faces clearly within ten meters, Wu Ling stopped at this time, cleaned up the poisonous insects and small spirit beasts around him, and put Jing Yue on a big stone and asked, "Which of you will set up a defensive formation?"

"I'll only be the most beginner-level kind, I'm afraid I can defend against Xuanxuan-level ......," a Wuxuanmen disciple said ashamedly.

The others looked at each other, and they didn't study this field at all, because once they focused on the formation, they would inevitably take up time for cultivating spiritual power and spiritual skills, where did they get so much effort.

In the end, Mo Feng casually found some formation materials and hastily laid out a hexagonal formation, which was also the only formation he could arrange independently, and the grade was not low. After all, the spirit technique of the Hexagonal Array has been used countless times in battle, and how to build the ink wind is already too familiar, and it is not difficult to convert to the formation, anyway, the principle is the same.

"It should be able to prevent the early stage cultivators of the Transformation Venerable, and in the middle stage, I'm afraid I can only block two or three times. Mo Feng said roughly.

The people of Wuxuanmen looked at him dumbfounded, but Ziqi stammered: "You, how can you do anything?!"

"It's just a coincidence. "Mo Feng told the truth, Nian Yubai is the master of the formation of the Eight Classics, he also knows a little bit of fur, knows the basis of some formations, this is all dependent on someone's indoctrination on weekdays, if it weren't for the fact that the hexagonal array is both a spiritual skill and a formation, how could he have done it.

However, the people of Wuxuanmen just rolled their eyes, with a strange expression of believing you.

It's been these years, and to be honest, no one believes it.

"Let's see what he's doing. Mo Feng gestured to Wu Ling with his eyes, and then looked at Jing Yue, who was unconscious on the boulder.

Zhi Zhan Yue was obviously holding on to a breath of air, just waiting for the pursuers to arrive for the final desperate blow, but after being saved, his nerves were completely relaxed, and everyone no longer reacted whether they shook him or shouted at him.

Wu Ling frowned and put his spiritual power into Jing Yue's body, and after swimming around, he suddenly felt a shock, staggered back a few steps, and his face instantly turned pale.

"Senior Brother Wu, what's wrong?" Xuanzhu asked anxiously.

"No wonder he's so weak...... Someone has done something in his body, eating away at his physical power little by little, Senior Brother Jing will only get weaker and weaker, and even if he faints now, I don't know if he can wake up again......" Wu Ling's face was already extremely difficult to see.

"How can this be...... everyone in Wuxuanmen was stunned, in this way, wouldn't his senior brother be a waste?

"I'll take a look. Mo Feng suddenly spoke, and then stepped forward and put his hand on Jing Yue's body, and the dark spiritual power spread like a tide.

"Eh, be careful......" Wu Ling was about to remind, but he was shocked to see that every pore on Jing Yue's body exuded a faint black gas, especially the seven orifices were the most serious, this black smoke wisps, like a living thing, made people look creepy.

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