In the face of this round of attacks, the figure of the woman in white suddenly faded, and then suddenly appeared ten meters in front of Mo Feng and Nian Yu Bai, which was so close that it made people's scalps explode in an instant.

Nian Yubai didn't expect her to be so elusive, but the long sword in her hand still subconsciously slashed over, and at the same time, she also lost a lot of attack soul skills.

The woman in white opened her bloodless lips slightly, obviously not making any sound, but Mo Feng and the others felt a tingling pain in their eardrums, as if some kind of sharp and unbearable sound was coming harshly, as if it was about to penetrate their soul sea.

Her pale hand gently caught Nian Yubai's long sword, obviously a mortal fetus, but it was not broken by the blade of the sword, but was gently pulled by her, Nian Yubai actually had a feeling that she couldn't hold the hilt of the sword.

"What kind of monster is this?" Nian Yubai almost used twelve percent of his strength to put the long sword back, looking at the uninjured woman in white in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a trace of despair, how could this thing look even more terrifying than Zhang Li behind him, it was so strong that it was unreasonable.

Seeing that the woman in white tilted her head slightly, her vague face seemed to "look" at herself, and Mo Feng didn't have time to think too much, the long knife slashed out of the sinking mountain, smashing towards her like a meteorite falling from the sky.

The woman in white still held the blade without any fireworks, her empty left hand was raised and flicked her fingers, Mo Feng couldn't hold it anymore, and the long knife in her hand instantly snapped into two pieces and fell into the abyss.

The pale plain hand appeared in front of Mo Feng's eyes in an instant, and before he could dodge, he was hit by a finger in the center of his eyebrows, and for a while he only felt the pain of the soul sea exploding, and a strange and inexplicable force was like a bamboo, and it was about to break through the defense line of his sea realm.

You must know that this is the strongest realm-type ancient soul technique in the same realm, but in front of this woman in white, it seems that she can't hold on for a few seconds.

The waves of the Ink Wind Soul Sea were surging, and he was inevitably a little dazed, and in a daze, he seemed to see a beam of white light rising out of nowhere, colliding with the strange power that attacked.

For the first time, the woman in white staggered back a few steps, and even though her face was blurry, she could clearly feel her surprise, and even her entire body became a little transparent, as if she was about to turn into a shattered phantom.

"It seems to be a little too late......" she muttered softly, but Nian Yubai's face couldn't help but change, because it meant that the person in front of him was intelligent, not some kind of confused monster.

As if sensing Nian Yubai's gaze, the woman in white floated faintly again, still lightly tapping with a finger, seemingly without strength.

Nian Yubai didn't care about hiding it anymore, and took out the killer weapon prepared for the phantom god powerhouse directly, only to see him pop out a teardrop-like water-colored crystal, and a pale brilliance spread, with a thick breath of silence and death.

A layer of mist floated around the woman in white, but it was still wiped out by this pale brilliance, and her figure gradually faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, but she still penetrated many obstacles and grabbed Nian Yubai's neck.

Nian Yubai was weak for a moment and had difficulty breathing, but seeing that the figure of the woman in white was about to disappear, he still gritted his teeth and wanted to hold on with her.

But he forgot that the woman in white didn't seem to be here to kill him.

Mo Feng finally recovered from his splitting headache, and saw the woman in white grabbing Nian Yubai's neck, and was about to throw him somewhere.

He once again took out a long knife from the spirit ring, and regardless of the difference in strength with the other party, he used the greatest strength in his life to once again exert the Shen Mountain Momentum, and slashed at her slender jade neck with a knife.

The woman in white stretched out her hand to block it, but her current state was much weaker than just now, but one hand couldn't grasp the blade at all, she could only let go of Nian Yubai in her left hand, and held the tip of the knife tightly with both hands, channeling all the power of the mountain under her feet.

"Click!"

With a crisp crack, the devastated suspension bridge finally broke off, and Mo Feng only felt that his feet were empty, and the whole person fell towards the boundless abyss.

He subconsciously grabbed Nian Yubai's collar beside him, and threw him slammed into the cliff with all his last strength, and then the sound of whirring wind filled his entire world.

"Ah Feng!"

Even Nian Yubai's anxious shouts became farther and farther away.

Suddenly, Mo Feng seemed to see the figure of the woman in white also float down, as if reaching out to grab him, her blurred face was full of fear and fear, and she didn't know what else she would be afraid of with such strength.

But in the end, her figure was extremely faint, and before she could get close to the ink wind, she had already broken into a pale point of light, which dissipated when the wind blew it.

It was dark, and there was only the deepest silence in the darkness, as if there was no room for a superfluous color.

When Mo Feng woke up from his coma, he found that there was such a terrifying darkness all around him, and there was nothing else, as if his eyes had lost their function.

Falling from a suspension bridge at an unknown height, he should have been shattered a long time ago, but when he looked inside his body in the dark, he found that there was no scar at all, and there were no external or internal injuries.

He stood up a little dazed, and finally realized that something was wrong. When he focused his attention on the dantian, he suddenly found that his spiritual power was no longer the familiar pure white, but a dark black filled with the aura of the abyss!

Mo Feng finally reacted, and the endless surroundings were not just pure darkness, but boundless abyssal qi, and it was so thick that it made the scalp tingle.

He didn't know how long he had been in a coma here, no matter how strong the Dao Origin Jue and the Ancient Desolation Jue were, it was impossible for him to resist the erosion of the Abyss Qi even though he was unconscious, and this result was really normal.

It seems that he will probably not be able to leave the abyss for the rest of his life.

Thinking of this very desperate fact, Mo Feng found that he was surprisingly calm, and he actually accepted this result like this.

Maybe it's because he's not even sure if he's going to survive now. At the very least, he didn't even know how to get out of this dark place.

He walked aimlessly for a while, only to find that there was still empty darkness all around, and even when he reached out and touched the bottom, it was empty, and he really didn't know how he really walked around here.

Could it be that being trapped in this endless darkness is his final destination?

For anyone, this is a devastating result that is more devastating than outright death.

Rao is Mofeng's mind is firm enough, and after walking alone and dazed for an unknown amount of time, he also felt indescribable tiredness and despair.

In this endless darkness, with no color, no sound, nothing, just him, and endless long hours, this is absolutely the most terrible torture in the world. Perhaps, he should have chosen to end his life, after all, as early as when he fell into the abyss, he already had the consciousness to face death.

But he didn't aim the knife at himself after all, and he wasn't cowardly enough to kill himself.

Despair to despair, he still walks, looking for hope that there is no way out, day after day, year after year, until the years seem to flow to the end.

In his perception, it seemed as if dozens of hundreds of years had passed, but his hair was still jet black, and his hands were the same, as if the years had not left any traces on him.

Or perhaps, everything was his hallucination, but in fact, it has not been so long at all.

Just why...... Will he feel that everything is so long ago that even the people in his memory are beginning to blur?

There seemed to be familiar faces streaked through the darkness, and they seemed to be waiting for him to leave this desperate place and return to the light of the earth, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember what these people looked like, as if it had been too long.

He vaguely remembered that he had a brother who was a friend of life and death, and there seemed to be a "white" character in his name, but he preferred to wear red clothes, and he vaguely remembered that he had a force that he had worked hard for, what was it called? There were many expectations for him. He still remembered that there was a loose and free place, but it made people feel very warm, there were many people he was familiar with, there were men and women, there was a girl in purple, there was a young man in white, there was a confused and ignorant young man, there was a cold and arrogant girl in blue, there was a rough and willful girl, and there were too many people......

It's a pity that he can't remember it clearly, as if there is some power that erases his memory little by little.

Even he was about to forget, he was called Mofeng.

He vaguely felt that he seemed to be called Qin Feng.

The two names were tangled in his mind, causing him to have a splitting headache and even his consciousness to fall into confusion.

Is he Qin Feng or Mo Feng?

Both, or neither?

Who is he?

An unfamiliar picture suddenly broke into his world, it was a tall black altar, the surrounding area was desolate and deserted, there was no trace of people, only a round of purple demon moon and boundless abyss qi, and the black tide was endlessly lurking together, washing the altar.

I don't know what day it was, a burst of light suddenly lit up on the altar, and a faint black shadow outlined into shape, resembling a human form, but the whole body was blurred.

He sat alone on the altar for an endless long time, and finally, he felt lonely, and as his mind moved, there were countless ghosts beside the altar, some of which absorbed the aura of the abyss and gradually turned into entities, turning into blue-black giants, all of whom knelt on the ground and called him king.

He was finally no longer alone.

Gradually, this silent and barren land has more outsiders, and his strength is still weak compared to them, but he has an endless number of subordinates, so he is never afraid.

Until these outsiders are trapped in the rules of the abyss, eternal life cannot leave.

From then on, he never felt alone again. It was only as time continued to pass that he began to feel bored, and he heard from outsiders that the world was very large, and it was not just the small territory he was sitting on.

He began to yearn for the outside world. But he failed, and the rules of the abyss worked for him, but he also had to be restrained in them.

He endured it for the time being, desperately accumulating his strength, and he didn't know how far he had broken through, and finally he destroyed the altar in a rage, and rushed out of this place that was like a cage to him.

And later, later?

There seemed to be a white light exploding in the darkness, and in the midst of a splitting headache, he finally realized that he was not him.

It doesn't matter if he's the King of the Abyss, if he's Mo Feng or Qin Feng.

"Your soul is like a rootless duckweed, and it stands to reason that it is easy to be replaced, and I still fail...... I'm curious, what's in your soul?"

In the darkness, only a voice came with a hint of curiosity.

Mo Feng didn't answer, but just fixed his trance-like thoughts, and then realized what kind of danger he had just experienced.

I don't know when, he has fallen into the erosion and assimilation of the other party step by step, until the people and things in his memory gradually blurred, until he can't even remember who he is.

He looked at his body again, everything was as usual, but his spiritual power was still soaked in the aura of the abyss, and it seemed that the first scene was true. It was precisely because of the discovery of the problem of spiritual power that there would be a flaw in his mind, so that he would be eroded little by little in confusion and despair.

"It seems that you don't know it yourself. The other party asked and answered himself.

Mo Feng couldn't help but be stunned, after experiencing things again and again, of course he knew that there seemed to be some divine object in his soul sea sitting in the depths, and the last time by the Ice Mirror Lake, the black gauze woman guessed whether it was an ancient horcrux.

But Mo Feng himself really couldn't understand, when was there one more thing in his soul sea, but he didn't notice it at all?

But now is clearly not a good time to think about it.

Mo Feng's thoughts returned to normal, so he cautiously guarded his mind and asked at the empty darkness in front of him, "Why are you here?"

There was some amusement and mockery in the voice: "Why can't I be here? Could it be that I should still be in your spiritual ring?"

This sentence is equivalent to admitting that he is the king of the abyss, and he is also the seemingly inconspicuous black jade.

Mo Feng's mind turned sharply, and he suddenly sneered and said: "I didn't expect a catastrophe to come, but you are not in a hurry, and you still have the heart to entangle with me here, I can't help but admire." ”

"I'm in trouble?" the voice in the darkness sneered, "What do you know! I'm the King of the Abyss, who can deal with me?"

"Generally speaking, those who desperately emphasize how good they are just lustful. ”

The voice seemed to be a little annoyed: "Don't you know your current situation? If I hadn't spared your life with my kindness, you would have been completely assimilated by the Abyss Qi, and there would be no corpse left." ”

"Are you sure it was a good intention?" Mofeng said noncommittally.

The King of the Abyss was about to lose his anger and anger after being squeezed by him one after another, but he finally endured it and said: "It seems that you don't like this way of beating around the bush, it's okay, I'll just talk to you about a deal, but I advise you not to challenge my patience again, for thousands of years, those who dare to talk to me like this have almost become dry bones at the bottom of the abyss." ”