On the edge of the Forsaken Land, Mo Feng set up a tent, planning to rest for two days for the time being, at least until Nian Yubai woke up.

The most important thing is that he only cared about leaving the territory of the Soul Clan, and he never had time to check the situation of the Soul Sea specifically, but if Mo Feng was not wrong that day, the white jade bottle actually suppressed the purple shadow in his soul sea, this is simply a giant timing explosive, and Mo Feng can endure it all the way to now.

The white light cluster in the soul sea is suspended high like the sun, shining on thousands of acres of seawater, and the waves are like a real ocean.

The white jade bottle was still motionless in its original position, but it could be clearly seen that there was a faint purple light under the jade bottle struggling desperately, but it was okay if it didn't move, and when it moved, it emitted wisps of purple qi, which was refined into pure soul power white light.

As if sensing Mo Feng's observation, a purple aura floated faintly, and a vague thought came: "Blasphemer, do you know what a heinous crime you have committed?"

Mo Feng didn't bother to be polite to him, and sneered and handed out the soul thought: "Haven't you figured out your current situation?" Or do you think that the soul clansmen can still come to save you?"

"I am a god spirit, if you are obsessed with it and stubborn, you will be wiped out sooner or later!"

"What you said makes a lot of sense, why don't I wipe you out first?" Mo Feng actually scared him, after all, he couldn't command the white jade bottle. However, looking at the current situation, this so-called Yin God Spirit will also be digested by the bottle sooner or later.

The purple qi was silent for a moment, and then its calm and indifferent tone finally carried a little anger in it: "Blasphemer, do you really want to die?"

"Anyway, you die first, since there is nothing else, I'll wait for you to disappear slowly. After Mo Feng finished speaking, he was about to withdraw his soul thoughts and return to the outside world.

A guy like this with a clear brain must be beaten well, otherwise he will be reduced to a prisoner and put on a disgusting arrogant posture, which is simply speechless.

Sure enough, a second before the ink wind was about to disappear, the purple qi finally stopped in a bit of a hurry: "Wait!"

It added quickly, "You see, offending the gods will not do you any good, and if you let me return, I will not blame you for the past." ”

"What you say works, and even if it works, why should I believe you?"

Zi Qi was asked for a moment, as if he had exhausted all his patience, and reluctantly explained calmly: "I am the spirit of the Yin God, and I am one with the spirit, and to some extent I also represent the thoughts of the Yin God, and I can naturally make decisions about these things." Presumably, you are a foreign soul master who does not respect the gods, and I am afraid that you will not understand that the Yin God has existed since ancient times and will not be destroyed for eternity, so how can you lose your trust in the ants? Believe it or not, it's all up to you. ”

"The words are nice, but there is no sincerity at all, I'm very busy now, I don't have time to pay attention to you, you can reflect on it yourself here. Listening to his tone, Mo Feng knew that the other party had not yet recognized the reality, so he left the soul sea without any delay.

Anyway, he just had to know that the white jade bottle had already firmly suppressed the other party and confined it there, otherwise the Yin God Spirit would not have begged him to release him in a "low voice".

Mo Feng casually turned out the snow crystal fruits that had been given for two months, and after drinking a cup of snow dew, he couldn't help but have the illusion that he was about to freeze.

But this time, after he recovered his strength, the spiritual power that had been silent in the dantian recovered again, and he finally reached the level of the spiritual cultivation realm.

At this rate, I really don't know if the Year of the Monkey will be fully recovered.

Mo Feng closed his eyes and began to slowly sort out his spiritual power and Xuan power, and then began to consolidate the soul power that had just broken through the realm. Although he is only in the early stage of the realm, the quality of his soul power is no weaker than that of the soul master in the late stage of soul separation, especially after being impregnated with the soul sea by the white light of the jade bottle, his soul power seems to have undergone some kind of mutation in nature, becoming more ...... How to put it, it is even more coercive.

Originally, the gap between soul masters was not easy to widen, and if the soul master in the late stage of soul division only relied on soul power, it would be impossible to kill a soul master in the early stage of soul division, but Mo Feng felt that his mutated soul power was amazingly lethal, but he was not completely sure if he had not been tested.

It's a pity that because of Zichenruo's matter, he really wasn't in the mood to be happy or relieved.

As if he hadn't realized it, he had also ascended to the Soul Realm at the age of fourteen.

Who made Mo Feng's current physical age seriously out of touch with his mental age, and he couldn't remember this aspect many times.

But there was always such a person who desperately reminded him: "Huh, Ah Feng, you're not dead, no, I'm not dead? How did you do it, brother, I'm still alive?"

Mo Feng glanced sideways at Nian Yubai, who suddenly woke up, and didn't say anything more.

Nian Yubai asked reluctantly: "What the hell is going on?What happened in the middle, you'd better not tell me, we successfully avoided all the chasing Soul Clansmen just like Kai Hang, and easily escaped for our lives?"

At the end of winter, the little girl came out of nothingness, and when she saw that Mo Feng had no interest in explaining at all, she whispered to Nian Yubai what she had seen.

Nian Yubai was stunned for a moment when he heard this: "Don't be in a hurry, come slowly, what do you mean this? Even if he has an ancient horcrux in his soul sea, he won't be so bullish and directly kill the Yin God, right?" This is obviously unscientific. ”

"Ah Feng, do you have something to say, don't ignore me?" Nian Yubai stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Mo Feng.

At the end of the winter, he whispered: "Brother Nian, what you did seems to make Brother Mo very angry." ”

Nian Yubai smiled and said, "Ah Feng, you are not such a stingy person, why are you still thinking about this and not forgetting it? Could it be that I pushed you to the Soul Clan and then ran for your life, and you would be happy?"

Mo Feng looked up at him and said lightly: "You are a brother like you, you are only allowed to treat me as a brother, and I am not allowed to treat you as a brother?"

Nian Yubai said with a serious face: "Who made me your brother." ”

"Get out. ”

Nian Yubai said shamelessly: "Then this matter will be happily revealed, what should we do." ”

"There will be another ......"

Nian Yubai hurriedly preemptively said: "No, no! Ouch, like me, the four good young men who have faith and know their mistakes and change their money are definitely trustworthy!"

Mo Feng didn't speak, just picked up Zichenruo and walked out of the tent.

Nian Yubai walked out with him all the way and said softly: "In the future, we will fight side by side, and no one should give up easily." ”

Next to the tent, in the wind and snow, the figure of a young man in red was blurred in the heavy snow, and only the seriousness and firmness on his face were so clear.

Mo Feng's heart felt a little warm again, and after nodding, he pointed in the direction of due north: "The abandoned land ahead, if you are almost recovered, we will go over." ”

Nian Yubai took the opportunity to look at it, only to feel that the world not far away was self-contained, and it was clearly distinguishable from this side.

The black snow is like an unclean curse, the black earth is like the deepest night, and behind the towering black mountains, what kind of mysterious and unknown scenery is there?

There are no barriers, no transitions, and the world abruptly goes from white to black right before your eyes.

This is the forsaken land cursed by the snow god.

In fact, after actually entering the Forsaken Land, it doesn't feel like much has changed, maybe because they don't believe in the snow god.

Nian Yubai couldn't help muttering: "How is this ghost place like the abyss, it's all dark and there is no light at all, no, the abyss is still moonlight, there is nothing here, just the black snow is falling hard, and I always feel panicked in my heart." ”

"Do you have an opinion about the Abyss?" a unkind voice suddenly sounded.

Nian Yu Bai Deng was taken aback: "Ouch, hey, this is, when did he wake up?"

I saw a wisp of black gas floating out of nowhere, appearing silently.

Mo Feng glanced at him and said, "Didn't you run out of energy before?"

After the King of the Abyss and the Yin God Divine Power collided, the energy he had accumulated when he was asleep before was consumed again, and he had to continue sleeping as soon as he woke up.

The King of the Abyss gloated: "The one in your soul sea who can't understand reality is drained out of a lot of energy every day, although ninety percent of it is swallowed by the bottle, but I can share a little, even if it is far from enough for me to return to my peak, but I don't have to sleep in death anymore." Didn't you notice that your soul sea was also absorbing the escaping purple qi energy? If it weren't for the limitations of your martial arts, I'm afraid you would be able to break through the realm again in a few days. ”

Nian Yubai was curious: "Which one, Ah Feng, what's wrong with your soul sea?"

"It's the Yin God Spirit," Mo Feng just explained when he saw Nian Yubai's face change, and then followed: "But it doesn't matter, it can't turn over the big waves, it is estimated that it will be completely digested in half a month at most." ”

"Okay, don't interrupt, your kid's name is Nian Yubai, don't say anything bad about me next time. "The King of the Abyss said unhappily.

"I'm telling the truth, okay? Anyway, the abyss is gone......" Nian Yubai subconsciously retorted twice, and immediately considered that this guy was not a character to be messed with, so he closed his mouth again and remained silent.

The floating black qi stagnated slightly, and the King of the Abyss did not become angry, but said in some confusion: "Yes, the Abyss is gone, what am I?"

Although he has always regarded that dark place as a cage, and has always longed for freedom every day, the abyss is his home, the place where he was born in this world, and the beginning of everything.

But now, there is nothing. The Abyss no longer exists, so what kind of King of the Abyss is he?

It's just a poor prodigal son who has no place to live and no place to live.

"Call me Shuo from now on. He whispered a little lonely.

Mo Feng and the others wisely remained silent.

"By the way, what about the seclusion?" he finally couldn't help but ask, although he already had some kind of bad premonition, but luck could not be avoided at any time.

Mo Feng took out the beautiful and elegant lotus flower from the spirit ring, the pure white petals swayed gently, as if there was a halo of life, just like the woman in white.

The black qi floating in the air froze instantly, and after a long time, a muttering voice came: "How can this be...... Sister Liyou, why are you ...... like this?"

The diffuse black air gently held up the lotus, so carefully, as if afraid of a negligence, this fragile flower would disappear with the wind.

At this moment, with the ink wind of Zichenruo on his back, he can fully understand his mood at this moment.