Ziqi and the others can only be silent, if they think about it, they will definitely leave a long time ago without saying a word, but understanding is understanding, and the feeling of seeing hope cut off like this is still inevitably accompanied by a lot of resentment and desolation.

Mo Fengli didn't pay attention to the unreasonable little girl, just glanced at Wu Ling, and hesitated: "I'm sorry, I still have to go to my fellow students in the academy, it's really ...... right now."

Wu Ling looked at his eyes, and clearly felt that Mo Feng seemed to have another deep meaning, and he was hesitant, so he could only cooperate with the bitterness and said, "You go, it's really none of your business." ”

"Senior Brother Wu Ling!" Xuanzhu was anxious, and when he saw the sneering on his face, he didn't care about the anger of the ink wind, so he only screamed: "Senior brother, go quickly, leave us alone!"

"I'm ......" Wu Ling only clenched the spiritual weapon in his hand and didn't move an inch, because in such a situation at the moment, it was no longer something he could leave if he wanted to, and if he really wanted to let his junior brothers and sisters go, he really couldn't do it.

"Your senior brother can't leave, none of you want to leave!" Yuan Bing is like the Great Demon King of World Destruction in some movies at the moment, the more panic and despair others are, the happier and happier he is, and he can definitely win the Best Villain Supporting Actor Award.

"Then I'm leaving. Mo Feng seemed to be blind to the tragic atmosphere that permeated the people in Wuxuanmen, and took one last look at Wu Ling, turned around and left.

Yuan Bing nodded, and suddenly sneered: "My last sentence also includes you." ”

"You ......" Mo Feng didn't seem to have reacted to anything when he heard this, and was stunned at the critical moment.

Then there were countless diffuse black mist around his body, from virtual to real, abrupt and without warning, in the blink of an eye, these black mist became more delicate and condensed, turning into slender but tough black silks, tightly trapped and locked the ink wind, and even the soil under his feet drilled out of the smart black silk like a snake, which wrapped around his ankles first, cutting off his possibility of escape in advance.

The other end of the black silk was wrapped around Yuan Bing's fingers, and he gently pulled it back, and Mo Feng was forcibly pulled in front of him.

"Young man, you are still a little tender, in fact, someone like you who can cross the border to kill the enemy is much more valuable than an ordinary cultivator, how can I let you go so easily?" Yuan Bing said sarcastically without hesitation.

This shocking change came so suddenly that the people of Wuxuanmen were dumbfounded, but after they were in a daze, they couldn't help but gloat a little. Let you not care whether we live or die, now it's okay, everyone has become like this, let's die together.

Looking at the abyssal soldiers who were close at hand, Mo Feng's originally stunned expression suddenly became cold as snow, and as he was soaked in the aura of the abyss into a dark black spiritual power emanated, the black silk that bound him disappeared in the sound of "snort" as if the ice melted away, only a long knife slammed through the faint black fog, and stabbed into the waist of the abyss soldier with a pop.

"Uh......" Yuan Bing snorted, looking at the knife-wielding young man in front of him incredulously, his brain was still a little dazed, and he didn't know how he could break through his dark abyss.

But soon he understood, because the spiritual power of the ink wind was like a wild sea frantically pouring into his body along the blade of the sword, and everywhere he passed was a blur of flesh and blood, although from the outside he looked like he was as usual, but a cloud of blood mist had exploded around his waist.

"Your spiritual power ......" The corners of Yuan Bing's mouth were bleeding, and he only felt a sense of weakness that he couldn't do his best, and the originally majestic spiritual power in his body was as if he had encountered the suppression of the superiors, and he was melted away without any resistance at all.

He understood why Mo Feng was able to break through the shackles, but he didn't understand why Mo Feng had such a pure abyssal qi, which was even more condensed and pure than these spirit bodies that were born and raised in the abyss, almost a grade higher.

But he will never understand again in his life.

The moment Mo Feng made his move, Wu Ling also reacted quickly and threw out the ring spirit weapon, which hit Yuan Bing's helmet with a bang, causing his brain to buzz and instantly fall into chaos.

Mo Feng's left hand was also pressed on his right hand, and with a hard push in unison, the tip of the long knife penetrated through the other side of the Yuan Bing's waist, completely penetrating his entire person. The dark spiritual power continued to spread, first destroying the spiritual power crystals in Yuan Bing's body, and then crushing his heart, completely cutting off his possibility of survival.

The brilliance in Yuan Bing's eyes quickly dimmed, but there was not much anger and resentment in it, but there was still a bit of mockery and pity: "Ahem, what if you kill me......? You can't get out, the abyss, on the contrary, because of your spiritual power, Lord Abyss, will definitely ......"

His staccato words came to an abrupt end, and he couldn't finish a complete sentence after all.

Mo Feng's expression was faint and he couldn't see his joy or anger, but he took a little effort to pull out the long knife, and after brushing away the blood stains on it, he kicked the body of the Yuan soldier into the abyss.

Then, he popped out a few dark magic lights, cutting off the black silk on the Wuxuanmen people, and watched them get up one after another.

"You ......" Xuanzhu looked at him with some complexity, and a word of thanks had already reached her lips, but after a few hesitations, she still couldn't pull her face and say it.

Ziqi and the others could only smile dryly, knowing that they had misunderstood Mo Feng just now. It seems that while the Yuan soldiers are delaying time while accumulating strength to deal with Mo Feng, Mo Feng is just planning and also secretly accumulating strength, only they are there stupidly thinking that they have been abandoned.

Wu Ling had already been mentally prepared, and after stepping forward to thank him solemnly at this moment, he couldn't help but ask, "He always mentioned your spiritual power just now, what's the matter?"

"Nothing. Mo Feng didn't intend to explain too much.

Wu Ling saw the scene of the confrontation just now, and he had actually guessed something in his heart, but Mo Feng didn't want to say more, and he didn't want to dwell on this topic anymore.

After resting for a while, the group moved forward again, fortunately this time there was no change, there was an ink wind in front of the leader, the next day at dusk, everyone walked out of this cliff path with a maze array, what appeared in front of them was a jungle with a reckless atmosphere, even the weeds on the ground can be half a person high, but the grass and trees here are a strange dark red, or blue-black, in short, it is not a comfortable hue at a glance.

Wu Ling's injuries had recovered a lot, and he said at this moment: "There seems to be a lot of spirit grass and spirit trees in this area of this dense forest, but there are also a lot of powerful beasts, so I didn't dare to set foot easily before, if you are interested, you might as well take a look together?"

Mo Feng was originally worried about Fang Zijin and them, so he wanted to open his mouth to refuse, but suddenly the voice of the King of the Abyss came from the spirit ring: "That's the Purple Oak Forest, if you can find the Oak Tree for more than a thousand years, it is very good for concentrating and calming the temperature to nourish the soul power, maybe you will be able to read it soon." Anyway, by the way, if you don't go, you won't go in vain. ”

Mo Feng glanced at Wu Ling in front of him, and found that he was still seriously waiting for his answer, unaware of the voice of the King of the Abyss.

"Don't look at him, I have a divine connection with you, so you can hear me, and no one else can feel anything. The King of the Abyss said impatiently.

"How much energy do you have left?" Mo Feng handed out a wisp of thought fluctuations, and began to pour cold water again.

"Don't worry about it, I have my own number, just now you dissolved so much of the abyssal qi, I will add a little by the way, can you die if you say a few words?" said the King of the Abyss indignantly.

Mo Feng decisively gave up entanglement with him, nodded and said to Wu Ling: "Okay, I'll go and have a look with you, but what are they going to do?"

Xuanzhu couldn't help but purse her lips unhappily, hearing the disgust in Mo Feng's words, but she couldn't refute it yet, because once they encountered a battle at the level of the Avatar, they were indeed dragging oil bottles.

"We'll be waiting nearby. Ziqi didn't want Wu Ling to be embarrassed, so he hurriedly played a round road.

Wu Ling hummed and said, "We'll go and come back quickly, it won't be too long." ”

However, there is still some distance from the Purple Oak Forest, so those words just now were just planned in advance. After everyone walked into this ancient jungle, they also raised their vigilance at the same time, because according to Wu Ling's statement, there are many poisonous insects here, not only poisonous snakes, but also all kinds of strange things, so it is best to open the spiritual barrier at all times, so as not to be tricked inexplicably.

The jungle is deep, the shadows are mottled, in this dim environment, Xuanzhu is inevitably a little scared, and can't help but get a little closer to Wu Ling, always feeling that there are ghosts all around, and he may pounce on him at any time.

"By the way, as soon as you enter the abyss, this is here?" Mo Feng suddenly asked.

Wu Ling shook his head and said, "No, when we came in, we passed through a narrow path, with cliffs on both sides, and after we walked out, it was this jungle." ”

It sounds a bit similar to the terrain that Mo Feng passed through when he first came, but Wu Ling and the others were tricked into going to the center of the abyss as soon as they came, which was too unlucky.

"Then when you met Bai Muhan and the others, how long ago was it?

"It's in this jungle too, but if you count the time, it's almost ten days ago. Wu Ling wanted to speak and stopped, because he felt that after such a long time, some bad things should have happened a long time ago, and Mo Feng would obviously be too late to save people now.

"However, I don't know what their intentions are to arrest foreign cultivators everywhere, and maybe the disciples of the academy will be fine for the time being. Wu Ling thought about it and comforted him like a snake.

Mo Feng was noncommittal, and just continued to move forward, while Wu Ling slowed down and took charge of the palace.

This jungle area seemed to be endless, and several people walked for three days in a row, and the scenery around them did not change at all, and it felt like they were standing still, but Mo Feng knew in his heart that this time it was not a lost array, but that this jungle was much larger than he imagined, and even if he felt the right direction, it would take many days to cross it.

Finally, on the fifth day, the jungle landscape gradually changed to a forest, and the ground was replaced by unknown towering trees, completely blocking the already small amount of light, making people feel as if they had been walking in the dark night.

A huge corpse of a strange beast suddenly appeared in front of him, the blood was dark red, and it seemed that it had dried up for a long time, and several dark purple birds like crows stopped on the corpse and pecked at the carrion, as if it would be a few days before the corpse would be digested into a white skeleton.

"What is this?" Xuanzhu couldn't help but look disgusted, and she began to sick to her stomach when she saw the purple crow-like bird eating with relish.