Mo Feng glanced at Jing Yue and found that he was still breathing with his eyes closed, completely unaware of the movement here.

Zi Chenruo's face was still a little pale, and he said slowly: "I separated it with a phantom array, and they can't hear it." ”

"Hmm," Mo Feng nodded silently, and finally just said, "You take care of yourself, I won't think about those things anymore, the most important thing now is to find the end of the winter and the others, and then leave the abyss." ”

"Good. Zichenruo closed her eyes again, but judging from her hand clutching the corner of her clothes, her heart would definitely not be as calm as it seemed.

As soon as Mo Feng turned around, he heard the King of the Abyss gloating: "Yo, this girl actually had a trace of murderous intent towards you just now?

Mo Feng ignored him at all.

"Oh, I really said it, isn't it so coincidental? It seems that this girl is also benevolent and righteous to you, but it should be a kind nature, you don't have to be secretly complacent, picking up girls is not an easy job, especially this kind of cold girl. "Someone has no self-knowledge and continues to chatter.

"Can you be quiet for a while?"

"Eh, I'm kind enough to comfort you, you don't even appreciate it? I know you're in a bad mood right now, but think about it from another angle, you can tolerate it when you see people taking a bath and not hack you to death, which really proves that this girl has a deep affection for you, and you still have a chance." ”

“...... It's nothing to do with taking a bath, thank you. ”

"Then what do you see? ”

Mo Feng left him directly, closed his eyes and began to recover his soul power.

After a day and a night, although Fang Zijin's injuries had only recovered three or four percent, his complexion was much better, at least it didn't affect his combat power so much, and the illusion counterattack made Zichen Ruo a blessing in disguise, his mood was more stable, and his soul power had also broken into the middle stage of the splitting spirit, which was enough to serve as the main force of the second battle.

The group began to march towards the circuit, under the radiation of the soul power of the ink wind and Zichenruo, they avoided most of the dangers along the way, although they were scared, but they did not encounter Miqiu after making a special detour, otherwise they really didn't know how to deal with it.

However, due to the extra detour, when everyone returned to the foothold of the Wuxuanmen disciples again, more than half a day had passed, but fortunately, it was still within the three-day time limit.

The hexagonal array under the ink wind cloth was no longer there, which made him frown slightly, but Ziqi, Xuanzhu and the others were still asleep there, and Wu Ling was also sitting cross-legged on the side, as if he was closing his eyes and calming.

Jing Yue asked Mo Feng to get the sap of the oak tree for a thousand years, so she poured it into several people in turn, although they did not wake up immediately, but wisps of purple qi slowly diffused from their seven orifices, presumably the source of their poisoning.

"Senior Brother Wu Ling, why did the formation break, but what happened?" Jing Yue poured the last drop of tree juice from the jade bottle into the mouth of a disciple and handed the bottle back to Mo Feng. He also vaguely felt that something was strange in his heart, why did a group of them come here, but Wu Ling didn't react? At the very least, he should wake up from his meditation and say a few words, right?

Suddenly, a gloomy voice sounded out of nowhere: "Of course there is a change." ”

At the moment when the word "dang" sounded, a black weed suddenly appeared under everyone's feet, and in the blink of an eye, it rose wildly, overflowing the height of one person, overlapping and overlapping, and the entire space was turned into a cage, and the blades of grass were also extremely tough and strong, and they were spiritually specially wrapped around the ankles, joints, limbs and necks of several people, not giving them time to react at all.

A spear-armed Yuan soldier walked out from the depths of the purple mist, with a mocking smile in his eyes, looking at everyone like fish on a chopping board.

Before that, everyone didn't notice his qi, it stands to reason that a Yuan soldier in the middle stage of the Transformation Venerable should not have such a ability, after all, Zichen Ruoke is already a soul master of the same level.

"Everyone is an acquaintance, and I don't have to introduce myself anymore, you were lucky enough to escape some time ago, but in the words of your human beings, can you hide from the first day of junior high school and the fifteenth?" ”

Jing Yue pursed her lips and remained silent, because the Yuan soldier in front of her was the one who captured Xu Che, Bai Muhan and others, and it was he who chased and killed him a few days ago, causing him to fall into such an embarrassed and depressed situation.

Jing Yue gathered all his strength and shook suddenly, and many black weeds broke off in response, but they grew and wound up as if they were blown by the spring breeze, and even denser and tighter, making him a little breathless.

"How did you find here?" Jing Yue simply stopped struggling.

The spear-wielding Yuan soldier approached calmly and sneered: "I had already given up, but I happened to meet a soul general who said that you were all in this purple forest, so I came to try my luck, but I didn't expect to bump into these peers of yours not long after I came, so I simply used them to make a good layout and wait for you to come back." ”

"With Senior Brother Wu's strength, it is impossible to be easily restrained by you, why is he not even injured at all? You should have another helper, right?"

"Yo, your brain isn't stupid, I said that I met a soul general on the way, you might as well guess which one?"

"Kun Soul?" Jing Yue immediately thought of the black sand figure who was all the way with Xu Che.

Yuan Bing gloated and smiled: "Yes, yes, you already dare to guess up, but you still underestimate it." ”

Looking at his appearance, it seems that he doesn't know that the Kun Soul Split Soul is also in this purple forest.

Jing Yue was silent, Kun Soul was already the second strongest among the eight soul generals, and even with the split soul would be much stronger than other soul generals, since Yuan Bing used the word "underestimated", there was no more possibility except for the dry soul above Kun Soul.

"Lord Qiansoul values you very much, I hope you don't disappoint her, and strive to contribute more. "Yuan Bing is very casual.

"What are you trying to do by arresting so many foreign cultivators?" Jing Yue asked in a deep voice.

"Why bother? You'll know when the time comes, it's a good thing for both sides, but you people still won't believe us, and it's a real headache. Yuan Bing sighed contrivedly.

When he raised his hand to seal Jing Yue's spiritual power, a cold voice suddenly came from a far away: "Old Ge, how long do you have to indulge in the illusion?!"

Yuan Bing Jiu Ge was startled, and after a period of dizziness, the world in front of him was spinning, and the scene had completely changed.

I saw that the black weeds on the ground were burned out at some point, except for Jing Yue, who was still standing in front of him, several other people had already surrounded a woman in white like a ghost, and it seemed that they had been fighting for a long time.

"How can this be...... Yuan Bing Jiu Ge was completely stunned, and his brain was still in a state of confusion.

Of course, he wouldn't know that among these young people was a girl who was proficient in illusion, let alone that there was another academy senior brother whose combat power was comparable to the peak of Huazun. Although everyone really didn't notice his existence at first and was caught off guard, Mo Feng and the others quickly reacted as one of them was a fuel-efficient lamp. If Zichen first laid down the illusion, Fang Zijin destroyed those black weeds and helped everyone break free, and Mo Feng locked the breath of the woman in white in the dark with the aura of the abyss, and even cracked the spell that imprisoned him in Wu Ling's body, and in the end, except for Jing Yue, who stayed there to talk to the old Ge, everyone else had already killed the soul of the dry soul.

The woman in white was also caught off guard, and finally woke up from Zi Chenruo's illusion, she had already fallen into the disadvantage, surrounded by everyone, and had no power to fight back for a while, in order to take time to wake up Lao Ge, the price she paid was to be hit by Zi Chenruo's sound blade, and her soul body was a lot weaker.

Mo Feng saw the woman in white in front of him for the first time, and his heart couldn't help but fluctuate slightly, it turned out that the ghost woman who had intercepted him and Nian Yubai at the other end of the suspension bridge was the soul of the dry soul, no wonder her strength was so strong.

Thinking about the soul separation soul can only pass through the Xuan Realm, and the dry soul separation soul in front of her is enough to be comparable to the peak powerhouse of Huazun, the gap between this is simply staggering, I dare not imagine how strong her deity will be.

Fortunately, the bodies of the eight great soul generals could not leave the Abyss Sea at the very center of the abyss, otherwise there would be no room for them to struggle.

Of course, since the consciousness of each soul is independent, the woman in white in front of her didn't know that she had already met Mo Feng, and she wouldn't know that Mo Feng had fallen into the abyss.

"Away from the ......," the King of the Abyss in the Spirit Ring muttered, his tone a little complicated, and there seemed to be some indignation and resentment.

Mo Feng didn't have the time to deal with him at this time, although it was rare for the King of the Abyss to show such a fragile appearance, as if he urgently needed someone to comfort him, but now it was still important to fight.

The woman in white in the field was restrained by Fang Zijin, and she couldn't take care of Mo Feng and a few people at all, but Mo Feng and they could let go of the attack, how ruthless they were, seeing that Yuan Bing Lao Ge had already reacted, their movements were even tighter.

However, the woman in white did not wait for Lao Ge to come to support, because Jing Yue's figure flashed, and she inserted two short swords into Lao Ge's waist ribs, after all, Mo Feng had mentioned to him the weak point of Yuan Bing's armor, of course he could save trouble.

The severe pain finally stimulated Lao Ge to come back to his senses, although his heart was still full of absurdity and disbelief, but this real stinging sensation told him coldly and ruthlessly that everything just now was indeed an illusion, and he was still immersed in beautiful conjectures and couldn't extricate himself.

"You are looking for death!" Old Ge was angry and ashamed, he wanted to leave Jingyue to support the woman in white, but who would have expected that this kid who was not even in the realm of Huazun would be determined to entangle him, and two short swords appeared in his hand, piercing him in the eye trickily.

When the old Ge crossed his arm blocked, he had to turn his spear and stab this kid through.

However, Jing Yue crashed into front of him as soon as he was short, such a close fight, the long weapon couldn't be used at all, and Lao Ge wanted to distance himself from him, but found that Jing Yue was as fast as a ghost, and he couldn't shake it off.

"Dangdang, dang!"

With a series of iron-like terrifying sounds, Jing Yue abandoned the short sword, stretched the joints around her body, pinched her fist marks, knees, and elbows, and released all her divine power, which was not inferior to the warriors in the early stage of marrow washing.

A few grooves suddenly appeared on Lao Ge's armor, and he couldn't help spurting out a mouthful of blood, only to feel that all his internal organs were turning over the river and the sea, and the armor could prevent sharp weapons from scratching, but it couldn't prevent the concussive power of such a heavy blow, just like fighting cattle across the mountains, the armor was completely reduced to a scrap iron plate, and it was penetrated in a virtual way.

Here Jing Yue persevered and took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the woman in white could no longer wait for help.

Her soul body became more and more faint under the repeated blows, and even her face became more and more blurred.

She seemed to look around, and finally fixed her gaze on Mo Feng, as if she had taken him as a breakthrough, after all, in terms of realm, Mo Feng was indeed the lowest, and even Wu Ling had the early stage of transforming himself.

When the woman in white raised her sleeves, countless lightning-like white lights came to the ink wind overwhelmingly, and the endless abyss qi was also stirred up in the ink wind's spirit ring, and a faint voice murmured with confusion and resentment: "Sister Liyou...... Why did you betray me......"

"Why did you betray me......"

The voice of the King of the Abyss was not impassioned, but it was accompanied by a cold dead silence, as if he had been stabbed by a loved one, with endless confusion and sadness in disbelief.

Once upon a time, it was also a woman dressed in white floating in front of her, but her face was no longer warm and soft as spring water, replaced by a strange indifference, and a large sudden white lightning, making him unavoidable, unable to retreat.

Is this true today?

When Mo Feng heard the voice of the King of the Abyss, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, feeling that he seemed to be hiding a lot of things, which had something to do with the dry soul in front of him.

But at such a critical moment, it was very fatal, seeing that a large area of white lightning was about to touch his eyes, there was a heavy pressure like heavenly power, so that Mo Feng could not avoid it, and the hexagonal array was too late to structure.

The woman in white didn't spare any hands for this blow, and she was murderous, presumably she also knew that if she couldn't break through, she would really explain it here today.

Fang Zijin's three of them all changed their faces, the purple dust was like a heavy rain rushing down intensively, killing and hurrying, the endless sound blades almost turned into a storm, overwhelming and surging away, Fang Zijin's realm spiritual skills also spread rapidly, but the pupils of the woman in white suddenly lit up, I don't know what soul skills she cast, Fang Zijin couldn't help but snort, her face turned a little pale, and the spiritual skills that spread out suddenly collapsed.

And Wu Ling was even more reluctant but not enough, one was because he was the farthest away from the ink wind, and the second was because his strength was too far behind after all, and the spiritual skills released only offset a small amount of white lightning.

In the end, only the wave of Zichenruo's piano sound dissipated about fifty percent of the lightning, but the remaining ones were still a great threat to Mo Feng.