Ground, mountain walls, stone beds......

In the cave, wisps of blood can be seen everywhere, and countless palm prints are mixed in it, which is his talisman martial art, the palm blow of the storm palm technique.

The whole cave was in a mess, rubble was everywhere, and among the rubble all over the ground, a slightly thin body lay motionless on it, blood was oozing from the hideous wounds covered on the body, dripping to the ground, and the sound of breathing was gradually weakening.

With silver hair, he instantly tugged at the heartstrings of Yan Feng.

The man who was lying on the ground and was already dying, was not secluded or who it was.

"Here, what's going on. ”

At this moment, the seclusion, the vitality is constantly being lost, and the aura on the body is already so weak that it is almost imperceptible.

The first thing he reacted to was that Yan Feng rushed forward to pick up the secluded wilderness, and after leaving the cave entrance, he rushed towards the direction of the inner mansion of the secluded clan.

"Young master, hold on, you must hold on!" clutching the hand hanging on his chest, the roots of his teeth clenched, and his voice trembled so much that it was almost inaudible.

Although he didn't know what was going on, he knew one thing very well at this moment.

Send Youkuang to Youlan, this is the only chance of Youkuang at the moment, and if you delay it any longer, it will be difficult for the Daluo Immortal to be saved.

Quick, faster, faster.

The whole person seemed to be flying, and the old servant Yan Feng ran wildly, and behind him, the secluded aura was so weak that he could hardly feel it.

After a few moments, Yan Feng felt as if he had gone through thousands of years, and finally, the towering attic vaguely came into his eyes.

"It's almost there, young master, it's almost there. ”

But at this moment, the faint breathing sound in Yan Feng's ears stopped.

"No, you can't die, you can't leave the old servant alone, young master, you can't ......"

The call of the voice was exchanged for the arms that hung down impressively, and the people behind them had lost the breath of life.

"No ......"

A roar of sorrow that broke the bottom of the scream instantly resounded throughout the whole world, and Yan Feng felt that at this moment, he had lost all his strength, and his feet were weak to kneel down to the loess, and he could no longer advance a point.

It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this, it's not that you want to repay me well and honor me, isn't it that you want to break out of the world on the road of life.

Why go away from old age, why!

Old decay, how to be worthy of the master, how to be worthy of yourself.

The lowered face, I couldn't see any expression clearly, I could only see two tears, and the old face full of wrinkles slid down in an instant, and the loess under him was lowered.

"Who's making a noise here?"

With the sound of anger, a bright light flashed above the attic, and between gasps, a delicate figure appeared in front of Yan Feng.

"This ......?"

After a brief moment of stunnedness, Yan Dove's eyes froze, and then, with a flick of her hand, the figures of the three disappeared into the misty morning mist.

......

Outside the attic room, Yan Feng was anxiously pacing back and forth, in the room, the light was flickering endlessly, and the warm energy was constantly seeping out of the cracks and window marks of the doors.

The waiting time was always torturous, and after a long hour, the door to the room finally creaked open.

"It's time to come in. ”

The person who opened the door was Yan Jiu, and I saw that her entire forehead was covered with sweat at this time, and her face was a little pale, but the smile on her face made Yan Feng feel a lot more relieved in an instant.

As soon as he entered the room, Yan Feng didn't have time to greet Youlan, and couldn't wait to come to the bed, but when he touched Youkuang's cold body, his heart fell to the bottom again.

"No, no......" Yan Feng shook his head, he couldn't accept this fact anyway.

Seeing Yan Feng's expression, wiping sweat drops on the side, Youlan, who was a little out of breath, immediately reacted.

He must have misunderstood.

"Don't worry, Brother Youkuang is fine. Youlan hurriedly spoke.

Yan Feng turned his head a little stiffly.

The body is cold, the breathing, the heartbeat, all gone, this, how can it be okay.

"Don't worry, the young master is really fine, he just entered a strange state of suspended animation, this is a phenomenon that the martial soul instinct in his body protects the master, if you don't believe it, you can first feel the flow of martial breath in the young master's dantian. Yan Gu also hurriedly explained.

Yan Feng couldn't speak, he felt as if he had lost all his strength, and after hearing Yan Jiu's words, he slowly stretched out his hand to the secluded dantian.

When Yan Feng's martial breath extended into the secluded dantian, the expression on his face immediately began to change dramatically.

The pupils gradually dilated, and then even the mouth opened wide, full of disbelief.

Yes, in the secluded dantian, Wu Xi was indeed still rolling slowly, and further induction, Yan Feng found that at this moment, almost every muscle and every inch of the muscles and bones in the secluded body was full of manic energy, but these energies seemed to be condensed by some mysterious power, and they stayed motionless on the secluded body.

"This ...... It's ......" Yan Feng's chest was rising and falling violently.

The secluded wilderness is not dead, the secluded wilderness is not dead, and there will be no martial arts in the body of the dead.

"Yan Dove, you go out first to lay down the enchantment, and in a while, Brother Yukuang's body may be about to change, and you must not let that aura be exposed. Youlan turned her head and explained to Yan Dove.

Nodding, Yan Jiu didn't say anything more, turned and walked out of the room, and then gently closed the door.

Strange energy fluctuations came, and the entire room was completely enveloped in an indescribable power in an instant, a power that even Yan Feng had never seen.

Martial Soul!

The cloudy old eyes suddenly opened, and Yan Feng suddenly realized the two words mentioned in Yan Jiu's words.

Before the shock faded, the next moment, something even more unbelievable happened in front of the gloomy wind.

The light suddenly appeared, and the reflection was flawless, and at this time, above the secluded body, a pure and holy aura that did not belong to the second demon realm began to continue to overflow from his dantian.

The snow-white silver hair was gradually replaced by inky blackness, and the lilac lips gradually surged with a bright red, and under the skin, a trace of bright red blood could be faintly seen, which began to fill the muscles and muscles of the body, and was slowly flowing in the blood vessels.

The aura turned out to be the aura that only human cultivators in the Tianwu Continent possessed!

"Foundation monk, this ...... , this ......"

At this moment, Yan Feng couldn't help but exclaim.

......

Two days later.

Where Yanfeng works, a top-level refining workshop in the Youclan.

"Yan Feng, I heard that Yu Kuang has also joined the Zhan Qi Sect, is it true?" In the top refining workshop of the Yu Clan, at this time, an old man with a goatee was standing next to Yan Feng, and said with a smile on his face.

"Yes, yes. ”

Yan Feng still leaned over to do things, and simply replied, without saying anything.

This person is a distant relative of the You Clan, and he has known each other for a long time, and he is on a par with Yan Feng in terms of cultivation, but he usually relies on the little relationship with the You Clan, and he oppresses others here, and regards himself as the overlord of this refining workshop.

The reason why Yan Feng didn't pay much attention to him was precisely because of this.

"In that case, he and my nephew are now mortal enemies. Stroking his goatee, he glanced at a young man in purple who was wandering around with his hands not far away, and said with good intentions.

Looking up at the young man You Pei Cup that Yu Mang was talking about, Yan Feng did see the fist embroidery pattern on the latter's chest.

That's the hallmark of the Fighting Maniac Alliance.

It's just that this sign has not been seen before today.

Just a slight flute, the wind immediately reacted, and his face was instantly gloomy.

Due to the blood relationship of half of the human race, Yu Kuang has always been a thorn in everyone's side and a thorn in the flesh, if he can take this opportunity to repair him well, or even kill him, then it is conceivable that Yu Mang's status in the clan will be greatly improved.

"It turns out that your nephew actually joined the Fighting Madness Alliance, Your Excellency is really well-intentioned. Yan Feng's face was cold, and he replied meaningfully.