Mo Feng understood, but if Fang Zijin or Nian Yubai came to listen to these words, it was estimated that they would not be able to figure it out if they were killed.

"Didn't you say that the deepest part of the abyss leads to the inner ring of the ice field?"

"There's a strange junction area...... But I've never been there, because I've heard Gu Yong say that the ice field is not interesting, and it is more interesting to go to the big domain outside the ice field. And there's a blockade there, and I don't have the strength to toss it anymore after I break the altar, but as far as I've observed, people on the other side of the barrier are free to come over, but I don't seem to have seen anyone cross the line in years. ”

Mo Feng has found out that he is familiar with this Abyss King...... Well, in fact, it's not familiar at all, but even so, the other party still has a tendency to become a chatter, and he can talk about a random question, as if he hasn't spoken to anyone for tens of thousands of years.

He kindly reminded: "Is there anything else important, if not, or you should save some energy and say a few words." ”

The Spirit Ring fell silent for an instant.

If Nian Yubai was here, he would definitely not think it was strange, anyway, one of Ah Feng's strongest skills was the cold field, and it was also at the level of the cold field king.

“...... There are still sixty percent left, I won't say anything. ”

After a long time, the King of the Abyss silently said this, and then the world of Mofeng completely fell into a deathly silence.

If you had known, he shouldn't have discouraged others like this?

Mo Feng casually took out a long knife, counted the spirit rings again, and found that there were still more than a dozen pieces left of the Xuan-level top-grade, it seems that it is better to save a little in the future, and it can't be wasted indiscriminately, otherwise there will be no supplies at all in this broken ghost place.

This side of the cliff is also misty, as if you are in the Nine Hells, and it is indescribably gloomy and bleak. In the dim mist, there were only jagged cliffs and rocks, so quiet that it seemed as if there were no living creatures.

Mo Feng suddenly remembered that he seemed to have forgotten to ask how long the time had passed, but he had just ended the conversation between the two coldly, and it didn't seem appropriate for him to provoke the conversation now, so he had to suppress this doubt for the time being.

There is only a narrow road against the cliff, and the right side of the road is the abyss.

At the moment of turning the corner, the soul power that was dispersed by the ink wind suddenly moved slightly, as if sensing some unusual fluctuations.

He didn't hesitate to take a step back, leaning to the left, narrowly avoiding a dark purple beam of light that came from the shadows, only to see that the rock wall behind him was suddenly pierced, and there was a corrosive sound of "snort", and his body was obviously not as hard as a rock, and the consequences of being hit head-on could be imagined.

On the other side of the corner, there was a soft sigh, and then a figure seemed to shake, about to retreat into the depths of the black fog.

Mo Feng sneered against the rock wall, he has never been a generous and generous person, he was attacked inexplicably, if he is not polite and still has a relationship, how can he be worthy of the deep friendship of others?

So in the snap of his fingers, five dark demon lights rose up, and at the same time, there were soul refining talismans chasing away, swinging a wave of soul power.

There was a suppressed cry of pain around the corner, and then Mo Feng saw a figure pounce like a ghost, and the ring-shaped spirit weapon in his hand swayed with a rippling divine light, rippling like water ripples.

Seeing that this ring-shaped spirit weapon was set on its head, Mo Feng moved a few steps to the left, but it continued to chase unrelentingly as if it had installed a tracker, Mo Feng simply struck a sinking mountain, and split away from the bottom to the top, and after a heavy blow on the ground, the ring spirit weapon was knocked out far away and fell straight into the abyss.

However, at this time, the faint figure was already approaching, his left hand pinched his fist mark and attacked the Mofeng Face Gate, and his right hand cautiously protected the empty door in front of him, looking like he was still a left-handed warrior.

This is not the most troublesome, the point is that Mo Feng faintly feels that there seem to be many people quietly following him, and they may attack him at any time.

This battle came inexplicably, but there were many strange things in the abyss, and Mo Feng didn't bother to think about the cause and effect, so he beat this group of people down first.

For this close-quarters figure, the ink wind long knife stabbed directly at his face with a twist, and the crimson killing ignited a fierce fire, so hot that it could definitely roast people.

This person's figure was flexible enough, and suddenly he was short enough to dodge, the fist mark of his left hand remained unchanged, and he continued to smash heavily at Mo Feng, but this time the landing point became the heart, and his right hand was flashing, as if it was connected into an invulnerable barrier, and he grabbed it directly towards Mo Feng's long knife with his bare hands.

Mo Feng leaned back against the rock wall, unable to retreat, so he simply rushed forward sideways, and his left hand climbed up to the attacker's arm at some point, slamming him backwards, instantly messing up the opponent's balance, causing him to stumble and almost rush directly into the rock wall.

At the same time, Mo Feng's long knife in his right hand swirled, avoiding the opponent's grasp, and then slashed at this person's head from top to bottom with the momentum of Shen Shan. It seems that if it is sharpened, it will be an ending of brain splattering.

At the critical moment, the attacker didn't care about the image problem, rolled straight to the side, narrowly avoided Mo Feng's knife, and watched the road under his feet be slammed out of the gravel, the man seemed to be shocked, and retreated more than ten meters, and shouted directly: "Let's do it together, kill this monster!"

When did you become a monster?

Before Mo Feng could ponder this very unpleasant question, on the other side of the corner, several more figures came one after another, if it weren't for the fact that this terrain was not suitable for many people to surround and fight, I am afraid that they would have rushed up directly.

At such a close distance, Mo Feng also saw the faces of these people clearly, there were four men and one woman, the one who had just done it was the oldest, but it was not more than twenty-five, and the remaining girl should be the youngest among everyone, at most fifteen or sixteen years old, and was protected by everyone at the rear. But...... Mo Feng seems to have found a familiar face?

"Wuxuanmen Ziqi?" Mo Feng frowned slightly, recognizing the second senior brother of Wuxuanmen who was very slippery at the exchange competition, but what kind of eyes did the other party have, and why did he look straight in a trance?

"Huh, did someone call me just now?" Zi Qi seemed to be aware, but at such a close distance, he didn't seem to recognize Mo Feng at all, but looked around suspiciously.

...... So, was he being ignored? Mo Feng was really speechless.

"Senior Brother Zi, let other things go first, let's solve this monster first!" The green-clothed young man at the head had a solemn face, but his eyes were also a little uncertain.

Co-authoring himself is not only a monster, but also has an additional measure word "head".

Mo Feng also felt that something was wrong in his speechlessness, even if Ziqi was blind, it was impossible for all of these people to be blind, so determined that they were monsters, either their eyes were collectively malfunctioning, or they were deceived by the illusion illusion array.

The Phantom Array should be unlikely, after all, he is also standing here, so ...... The possibility of illusion is very high.

So the question is, who planted the illusion for them, and the group of people don't know it......? Could it be that the caster is still lurking around here, secretly observing?

Without waiting for Mo Feng to release his soul power to carefully probe the surrounding breath, the green-clothed young man in the early stage of the transformation pounced again, and there was another ring-shaped spirit weapon in his hand, which hit the Mo Feng Face Gate. Zi Qi and the others were not idle, they each displayed their spiritual skills, and for a while, all kinds of divine light surged towards the ink wind, completely blocking his four directions.

Mo Feng stretched out the six square arrays and blocked a wave of attacks from others, after all, the biggest threat to him was this Venerable cultivator, and the Xuanzun level could basically be ignored unless it was as amazing as Chungu Feng.

"Dang!"

The long knife in Mo Feng's hand collided with the ring spirit weapon again, rubbing out a spark, but this time the green-clothed young man firmly grasped the spirit weapon, skillfully maneuvered, and then circled Mo Feng's long knife and forcefully took it to the side.

After a moment of stalemate, Mo Feng suddenly let go, and the green-clothed young man was caught off guard and stumbled backwards, if it wasn't for Ziqi to hold him, I'm afraid he would have fallen directly into the abyss behind. Even if the strong can fly, I'm afraid they will be scared enough.

The green-clothed young man seemed to be a little annoyed and angry, as soon as he threw the ring in his hand, he took the head of the ink wind directly, and the trajectory was uncertain, if it was changed to other cultivators, I was afraid that he would be dizzy and didn't know how to dodge, but under the lock of the ink wind's soul power, it was very easy to dodge the short body, and at the same time gave the other party a scattered spirit seal in return.

In the short moment when the green-clothed young man was stunned, Mo Feng had already bullied in front of him, and the six squares easily blocked the other people's spiritual skills again, and a heavy punch smashed into the chest of the green-clothed youth, causing him to fall backwards violently. This was as if the dominoes had been overthrown, and the group of people stood so dense that a burst of people flipped on their backs, almost tripping over each other.

"Senior Brother Wu Ling, what's wrong with you!" the youngest girl cried out in panic, so anxious that she almost burst into tears.

Mo Feng looked at his fist and slowly relaxed and stretched his fingers, but he couldn't help frowning, and he didn't know whether he was happy or worried.

He is still merciful, but the green-clothed young man called Wuling may still have a lot of injuries, because Mo Feng has just discovered that the Qi of the Abyss has not only infiltrated into his spiritual power, but also into his flesh and blood, the disadvantage is that he has to be limited by the rules of the Abyss, the advantage is that in the home field of the Abyss, Mo Feng's strength has undoubtedly become much stronger than before, otherwise he would never have been able to solve a cultivator in the early stage of Transformation Venerable so lightly.

Ziqi gritted his teeth and blocked in front of a few people: "You guys go first, I'm blocking here, how many can escape!"

"Second Senior Brother, what is there to do together, what if we die here!" Although the other young people were also a little scared, they still held on.

Looking at the touching scene of everyone in Wuxuanmen loving each other and helping each other here, and a good faction of brothers working together in danger, Mo Feng really couldn't cry or laugh, and somehow he became the villain boss, this feeling is really ......

Even the little girl was still in the last stage of Ai Ai said: "Eh, why does this monster stay where it is, we ...... Shall we withdraw quickly, or ......?"

...... So did you take into account that I could hear this when you said this? Mo Feng was also drunk.

Wu Ling also relieved herself at this time, barely stood up with the support of her senior sister, and said in a deep voice: "You guys go quickly, return the same way, my palace!"

"Senior Brother Wu, you're like this......" The girl was extremely distressed, holding his arm and refusing to let him go.

Wu Ling couldn't get rid of the serious injury, and he couldn't help but be angry and moved in his heart, and at the same time, he also felt extremely weird, why didn't the guy on the other side still move? Could it be that he didn't actually have murderous intentions? However, this doesn't make sense?