Feng Jingyu's stunning face was full of ice, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and a trace of sarcasm flashed in her eyes.

The body turned into a white lightning bolt in vain, and it was a palm on the head of the phoenix girl.

Hmph! She could see at a glance that the girl in front of her was fake.

Can she still not recognize her daughter?

That phoenix girl disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Hey......hey" left only a creepy laugh.

Feng Jingyu's right hand flipped, and the Samadhi True Fire spread out like a wave.

The surroundings were still white.

She became more and more sure that everything in front of her was an illusion.

She even had the audacity to guess that maybe the entire psychedelic forest was just a fantasy.

Feng Jingyu was not wasting her energy like a headless fly, she sat cross-legged on the ground, looking around vigilantly, and kept thinking.

I don't know who can lay out such a big illusion, and it is so real, if this is a formation, there must be an array eye, as long as you find the array eye, you can break this formation.

Soon she calmed down.

She is connected with Yaya's mother and daughter, if Yaya has something, she can naturally sense it.

Thinking of Bai Linghu, Xiaobai and Xiaofeng are all in Feng Yaya's ring, no matter what she encounters, she will not be powerless to fight back.

Eighth-order demonic beasts are not weeds on the side of the road, they can be encountered casually.

Feng Jingyu was relieved a lot.

She slowly stood up and glanced around intently, she always felt a pair of eyes staring at her.

She pretended not to know, and walked forward.

"Huhu......" She had only taken a few steps when everything around her suddenly changed.

Heavy snow falls, and the snow-capped mountains that reach into the sky stretch endlessly.

Feng Jingyu is in a world of ice and snow.

The goose-feathered snow falling on her face was cold and very real to the touch.

She glanced around, but she was still alone.

The invisible eyes are always there.

The cold wind howled and fell on the face like a knife.

The creaking sound of his feet on the snow made a creaking sound, and Feng Jingyu was extremely cautious every time he landed.

She hadn't gone far when suddenly, a few crystal clear flowers fell into her eyes.

The petals of those flowers are very similar to the petals of chrysanthemums, the difference is that each petal is like pure glass, flashing with dazzling light, the stamens are like high-quality jade, and the green ones are without a trace of impurities.

She recognized the flowers at a glance.

It was the jade dew flower she couldn't find.

Feng Jingyu's eyes lit up, and then her eyes fell silent.

First Feng Yaya, and then these jade dew flowers, all of which she couldn't resist.

It's dripping.

But if she is not mentally strong, I am afraid that she will be recruited a long time ago.

She pretended to be excited, and walked impatiently towards the jade dew flowers.

At that moment, the ground beneath her feet suddenly collapsed.

Fortunately, she was prepared, and she flew up.

At that moment, the sky above her suddenly darkened.

Dozens of huge bats, flapping their wings and baring their sharp teeth, struck at her with a fierce look.

As their wings flapped, a fierce wind swept in their faces.

Suddenly, the wind and snow were blowing, and the sky was dark.

The corners of Feng Jingyu's mouth twitched, and the god was actually a sixth-order ghost bat, which was equivalent to a powerhouse in the early stage of the human holy order.

This kind of thing is even more difficult to deal with than the Eight Desolate Pythons.

With a wave of her right hand, a whip made of samadhi fire swept out.

Sure enough, the Nether Bat is afraid of the true fire of Samadhi.

Wherever the dragon passed, all the Nether Bats dodged backwards.

They instantly dispersed and attacked the phoenix feathers from all directions.

Feng Feather flicked his hand at one of the Nether Bats, and the Samadhi True Fire wrapped around its neck, turning it into black ashes in the blink of an eye.

"......" The rest of the Nether Bats roared angrily, but without making a sound, they circled in the air, like sharp arrows towards the phoenix feathers.

A strange sound wave made Defeng's mind blank, and her ears buzzed, and at that moment she couldn't see anything, she couldn't hear anything.

None of the hands holding the whip could control it.

"Hiss......" A nether bat flashed its claws at Feng Jingyu's neck, a cold light flashed, fortunately Feng Jingyu dodged in time, and the claws of the nether bat slashed across her left arm, tearing off a large piece of flesh.

"Phew!" the pain brought Defeng back to her senses, her eyes were full of coldness, she bit her fingertips, and quickly wrote a spell in the air with her own blood.

As soon as the spell came out, the golden spells suddenly enlarged, shrouded the Nether bats one by one, and pressed on them like a towering mountain, causing them to fall to the ground at once, all of them fluttering their wings in horror, like chickens waiting to be slaughtered.

"Go. Feng Jingyu let out a coquettish shout, and the Samadhi True Fire in his hand flew out, attacking all the Netherworld Bats like falling meteors.

"Squeak......" All the Nether Bat were instantly reduced to ashes, leaving only the Demon Core.

The phoenix frightened feather slowly fell from the sky.

Her face turned pale, and a hint of scarlet overflowed from the corners of her mouth.

This was the first time she had used the Prajna Mantra, which required strong internal support, and if she hadn't stepped into the middle of the Imperial Rank not long ago, she would have passed out.

At this moment, she was so exhausted that she didn't even have the strength to lift her hand.

In the cold wind, she stumbled and almost fell to the ground, but fortunately stabilized in time.

She hooked the corners of her mouth helplessly, she would never use the Prajna spell unless she had to.

She raised her hand with difficulty and took out a bottle of elixir from Najie.

A usually easy action made her sweat profusely, and her whole body was about to collapse.

She slowly unscrewed the cap of the bottle, poured out an elixir that quickly restored her internal strength, and was about to take it.

I only felt a pair of eyes staring at her behind her.

She turned her head suddenly, and there was nothing in front of her.

Her eyes sank, and the feeling hit her again, but this time in a different direction, on her left.

She quickly turned her head to see that there was still nothing.

"Who is it?, get out of here?" her voice was as cold as a knife.

Suddenly, a cold wind swept in.

Her hand holding the pill was empty all of a sudden.

Something snatched the elixir from her.

Her face froze, and she glanced around and found nothing.

Immediately afterwards, her hand holding the porcelain vase was empty.

I'm rubbing!

Feng Jingyu's face was gloomy, and she couldn't help but spit out fragrant fragrance.

Isn't it the hell?

She looked around and still didn't notice anything.

Wu, a plan came to her mind.

She took out another bottle of elixir from Na Jie.

She pretended to be weak and weak, unscrewed the porcelain bottle and spilled all the pills on the ground at once.

As soon as the pill landed, a small black head emerged from the snow.

Immediately afterwards, a four- or five-year-old milk doll appeared in Feng Jingyu's eyes.

He was dressed in a small red dress, with a small tugle on his head, and his eyes were as clean and dusty as glass, and he was as cute as the little doll on the New Year's painting.

He didn't even look at Feng Jingyu, picked up the pills on the ground and stuffed them into his mouth one by one, chewing them crunchy like eating jelly beans.