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Understanding the function of the artistic conception of the wind, Nie Feng finally put his mind at ease, although he did not dare to say that he had immunity to the illusion that appeared again, but at least he had the artistic conception of the wind to protect himself, and it was still possible to get out of the fog. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info And since the use of the artistic conception of the wind is only used to dispel illusions, and is not directly blessed in attack or defense, this consumption is not enough for Nie Feng to fear.

Slightly concentrating, he raised his eyes again to look at the still foggy front, and Nie Feng's footsteps finally stepped out firmly again. He's been delayed for some time here, and although it's not a lot of time, who knows if there are any more difficult levels waiting for him in the future, so he has to race against time now.

With the long sword in one hand and the bright silver short sword in the other, Nie Feng's figure still looked extremely cautious. Although there is a protective body with the artistic conception of wind, this is only limited to the illusion that will appear when it will appear, and in the dense fog, there are not only illusions, but also many unknown beasts hidden in it, with Nie Feng's visual ability, he can only see clearly the range of three zhang in size, and this distance is equivalent to sending himself to the evil teeth of the fierce beast, and its danger can be imagined, so Nie Feng did not dare to be careless for a moment, and only hoped to get out of such a dense fog as soon as possible, so that he could feel a little more at ease in his heart.

As Nie Feng expected, several illusions were condensed again in the dense fog, some of them conjured up the scene of his mother calling him, and some of them showed that he had become the top existence among the kendo cultivators, and even stood under the strong black wind to look down on the heroes of the world, and some even formed the image of Qing Ling'er, staring at him quietly and softly, and his crystal black eyes were full of tenderness......

However, after the first personal pain, it is obvious that Nie Feng will not be easily fooled anymore, whenever the scene in front of him suddenly changes, before the scene is close, Nie Feng will naturally invoke the artistic conception of the wind, and against the backdrop of the artistic conception of the wind, the various scenes are unexpectedly vulnerable, and they have been transformed into blurs, and then scattered into nothingness.

But what made Nie Feng feel a lot of headache was that the level of his Wind Artistic Conception was too low, and the farthest distance he could reach was only about one zhang, so whenever he used the Wind Artistic Conception, he had to find a way to get close to the distance of one zhang to be effective, and in this way, he almost put himself in danger several times, because these dense fogs could not only transform into people and scenes, but also transform into the appearance of fierce beasts, swaggering to confront Nie Feng.

One of them, a pink-faced black monkey suddenly jumped out of the dense fog with vicious fangs, blocking Nie Feng's way, and Nie Feng actually regarded it as a scene generated by the transformation of the dense fog, and even stepped forward with a smile, wanting to disperse it with the artistic conception of the wind, and the first-level fierce beast was only slightly stunned, and then with its weak wisdom probably understood Nie Feng's intentions, so when Nie Feng approached with a smile, he had been quietly waiting for him to send him to the door, and when Nie Feng approached his range, the powder-faced black monkey finally flicked its slender tail and rushed up。

However, fortunately, Nie Feng's artistic conception of wind just happened to cover this range, so that at this critical moment, he could recognize that what was in front of him was not an illusion at all, but the body of a real fierce beast, so he suddenly shook his hand and forcibly sealed back the attack of the pink-faced black monkey.

Although the powder-faced black monkey still died under Nie Feng's long sword in the end, recalling the scene just now, Nie Feng was unconsciously afraid, but he clearly remembered that when he escaped from the first attack of the powder-faced black monkey, his back was covered with a layer of cold sweat, which was really lucky, otherwise, if the powder-faced black monkey waited for a while, in the end, he Nie Feng really didn't dare to guarantee that he would be able to get out of the way.

Therefore, when the figure of the fierce beast appeared in front of him again, Nie Feng no longer held it up to see if this was an illusion, but handed out the long sword directly, and swept it for a while, so that the scene similar to the powder-faced black monkey finally did not cause any more obstacles to Nie Feng, and he actually traveled safely for more than three hours in a row.

The footsteps finally stopped, Nie Feng was a little hungry, looked around, and found a slightly dry ground to sit down, and in a flash of consciousness, a fragrant oil cake appeared in his hand, and looked at the food that had been stored by him in the jade pendant space a long time ago, the corners of Nie Feng's mouth raised slightly, and then he took a big bite.

There is no passage of time in the jade pendant space, and this miracle effect even makes the hot oil cake that Nie Feng bought a few days ago still retain a lot of heat, but from these hot gases, Nie Feng can also understand that the jade pendant space is not completely devoid of the concept of time, but it should be said that the passage of time is extremely slow, just like the past three or four days are only less than a quarter of an hour compared to the jade pendant space.

But it's nothing, for him at present, whether it is storing items or storing food, there is no impact at all, although I don't know if it will be the same decades later, when his sword realm has also cultivated to a relatively high level, but he believes that by that time, maybe this jade pendant space will no longer be a rare thing for him, but he clearly remembers that the mysterious sword-casting Wei Zong also has a storage space.

While chewing the fragrant oil cake, he looked around unexpectedly, and he couldn't see anything except a blank cloud, which made Nie Feng helpless, and couldn't help but secretly wonder.

Along the way, to say the least, I have traveled dozens of miles, but how can I not even see a companion? To say that those companions are trapped in the fog and unable to move forward, this statement has no credibility at all, you must know that it is nearly a thousand companions, since Nie Feng can have the artistic conception of the wind to break the illusion, there will definitely be many people among the nearly a thousand people who have strange skills or carry special things, so they are not afraid of phantoms, so they can not be afraid of the existence of the fog, and dare not say that there are many people, at least he will not be alone.

And until now, a companion has not appeared, so it can only be said that there are not many people who can continue to move forward without fear of the fog, and coupled with the shielding perception of the fog, this has caused them to scatter.

However, although there is still only one person until now, Nie Feng does not have a trace of fear, he has experienced more than one scene in the wild forest back then, which is more weird and terrifying than now, what is this state of mind tempering now?

After eating two oil cakes and taking a sip of water, Nie Feng finally patted his belly and stood up again.

Now it is close to the end of the fourth day, if you remove the time to rest at night, there is only one day left to break out of the canyon in the end, and I don't know if one day is enough, but he believes that except for him, all those who can not be afraid of the fog will involuntarily get nervous, and this last day will be the key to the success of the assessment, so everyone is bound to do their best to move forward quickly, and among these many people, whether he Nie Feng can successfully win the qualification of the inner door depends only on the struggle of this last day.

Thinking of this, Nie Feng's eyes couldn't help but press slightly.

"Let's go...... If nothing else, I must have one of the inner door qualifications!"

Now, he could no longer take care of Long Yan and Wu, but he believed that those three would definitely not be entangled in such a fog all the time, maybe some of them were already in front of Nie Feng.

There is a word called the Destiny of Heaven, that's right, now he and Long Yan Wu, and even all the nearly 1,000 people who participated in the assessment, are all practicing the truth that is not a truth, and the end of the canyon is in front of them who are bored forward, waiting quietly, and of course, there is also the supreme honor for them now-the inner door qualification.