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When he returned to the cave under the cliff again, Long Datong was rubbing his hands and pacing back and forth anxiously, and when the body of the red eagle rolled up a violent wave of qi and landed steadily in the cave, the former reacted with great joy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Oh boss, you're back, I thought something was wrong...... Oh......"

Long Datong, who was originally overjoyed, looked at Nie Feng who jumped off the back of the eagle, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and then suddenly let out a long sigh like a big realization.

At this moment, Nie Feng was very embarrassed, his hair was scattered, his face and neck were covered with some black blood stains, and even the shoes under his feet were not spared, not only were the blood stains covered in mud, but also with a little light yellow smell, only the clothes on Zhou's body seemed to be quite clean, of course, there was no need to ask that this must have been changed by Nie Feng later, it was obvious that the young man in front of him had gone through a lot of hardships before rushing back.

"Boss, you...... Are you alright?"

Looking at the young man who looked embarrassed, but his eyes were full of excitement, Long Datong asked with some uncertainty.

"Uh, I'm fine...... Come on, show you something good......"

After speaking, Nie Feng took care of himself to find a clean boulder and sat down, and immediately in Long Datong's slightly surprised but quickly reacted excited look, he carefully took out two slender and straight dark grass blades from his arms.

Although he had never seen the magical scene in the Demon Bat Cave, with his extensive experience, Long Datong naturally quickly noticed the unusual blade of grass in front of him, and there seemed to be a faint black wind rolling in it, which made him feel dizzy.

Shaking his head vigorously, Long Datong slowly came back to his senses, and then took a few steps forward with an excited face.

"Could this be the Hidden Wind King Grass?"

Nie Feng nodded lightly without concealing his excitement.

"Haha boss, you're really ...... now"

At the end of the sentence, Long Datong almost wanted to use all his strength to emphasize it.

"Hahaha, that's nature! I bought this thing with my life......"

Both of them laughed almost unabashedly, and it was only after a long time that the excitement was slowly suppressed. Immediately after, Nie Feng hurriedly drank a few sips of water, and then cleaned up the wounds on his body, but fortunately, except for the two large wounds on his thighs and shoulders, the others were not very serious.

After eating something hastily, Nie Feng chose to retreat again. The location of this retreat was still in the cave, but in order to avoid disturbance as much as possible, Nie Feng relied on the Flying Gold Sword in his hand and his own cultivation of the two heavens, and carved out a space at the bottom of the cave that was just right for him, and chose a few larger stones to seal the space.

The artistic conception of kendo is too confusing, even the well-informed Long Datong doesn't quite understand how to use the Hidden Wind King Grass in his hand, but with experience, Long Datong found that it seems that the wind energy hidden on the blades of grass has a kind of effect of tempering divine sense, so he said it all, but he didn't expect it to coincide with Nie Feng's guess.

After earnestly telling Nie Feng to be careful, Long Datong mentioned another matter, that is, the Hidden Wind King Grass, like ordinary Hidden Wind Grass, can transform a trace of sword qi in the user's dantian into a special wind sword qi, and even the effect of the Hidden Wind King Grass is much stronger.

The Wind System Sword Qi is one of the Origin Sword Qi that many kendo cultivators dream of, and with it, it will have the possibility of breaking through the physical obstacles more easily and penetrating the meridians faster, and this aspect will have incomparable benefits for cultivating sword moves and secret techniques.

However, Nie Feng didn't tell Long Datong about his intentions, because he didn't think about enjoying such a treasure alone, but was ready to share it with the latter, since he was ready to comprehend the artistic conception, then leave the wind origin sword qi to Long Datong, the latter's strength is strong, and it is also extremely exciting.

The cave was quiet again, and within the stone walls, Nie Feng was preparing to merge his divine sense into the Hidden Wind King Grass in order to try to temper the effect of his divine sense, while Long Datong also found a corner alone and continued to heal his injuries.

Holding the Hidden Wind King Grass in his hand again, and feeling the touch like flesh slightly, Nie Feng's divine consciousness slowly condensed again, and when the divine consciousness condensed to a certain strength, as far as his eyes went, his divine consciousness seemed to turn into an invisible light, and he dived into the Yin Wind King Grass at once.

It was dark in front of him, and when his eyes touched it again, Nie Feng realized that he had come to a dim space that was full of cold.

This place is boundless, not even the sky and the earth do not exist, only the empty black wind whistling everywhere, swirling with a terrifying cold, and soon a wind blade with a tearing feeling slashed across Nie Feng's face, and quickly disappeared before the latter had time to catch it, and between several breaths, there were no less than dozens of wind blades slashing around Nie Feng's body, many of which even flew close to Nie Feng's fatal place, and as a last resort, Nie Feng's divine sense had to dodge left and right, which narrowly avoided it.

Suddenly, an instinctive cold hit his heart, Nie Feng secretly said that it was not good, and suddenly turned around to find that in the dim space not far away, a black cloud was slowly floating over. Looking closely, Nie Feng unconsciously gasped, that cloud was actually composed of extremely dense wind blades.

"His grandfather's, he's going to die now......"

Desperately scolded, Nie Feng almost turned around and ran wildly, at this moment, he couldn't wait to have wings and leave this ghost place quickly before he stopped.

He knew very well that an ordinary wind blade might only scratch his skin, not kill him, but if such a wind blade cloud floated over, he would immediately fall into the dark purgatory of a thousand knives, and at that time, let alone save his life, I am afraid that his entire body will not even be left with slag.

But what made Nie Feng more and more panicked was that although his speed was no longer slow, the dark and heavy cloud was even more like a wild horse that had flown over, but it was still dim in front of him, and he couldn't find the so-called exit at all.

"It's going to die......"

Before the last word landed, the wind blade clouds had already wrapped Nie Feng in his entirety.

What is living sin?

Now Nie Feng is!

Since he left Guyun City to practice for the first time, Nie Feng can be said to have experienced nine deaths several times, but even if he was raised by Huang Feng Ling's rat plucking seedlings in the wild forest, I am afraid that it will not be comparable to the pain he is suffering now, this can no longer be called pain at all, because this is beyond the scope of pain, but should be called cruel and cruel.

Although the divine consciousness is not formed by flesh and blood, it is precisely because of the divine consciousness that the extreme cruelty is infiltrated into Nie Feng's body little by little, of course, even so, Nie Feng at this moment can no longer feel pain, because his skin is being peeled off inch by inch, and then turned into wind waves, following the black wind and turning into nothingness.

A real thousand cuts!

In less than half a pillar of incense, Nie Feng's body transformed by his divine sense had completely disappeared into that space.

There was a deathly silence, and there was still nothing in this space except for the black wind that still howled by. Suddenly, a wind blade swirled unnormally, as if it was about to deviate from its position, like a plucked string, but unfortunately the wind blade soon resumed its original behavior, followed by a large wind blade whistling in the distance, and the empty place returned to its original silence.

I don't know how long later, somewhere in that deathly silent space, a black wind blade finally slowly stopped, the front end of the wind blade slowly curled up, and no longer caring about the power of other wind blades, it directly curled up into a fist-sized sphere, but the sphere still did not seem to be the end of the change of the wind blade, because then the sphere unexpectedly slowly deformed again, from the initial simple shape gradually complex, and finally turned into a ...... Doll!

Yes, it's humanoid!

Nie Feng's perception finally recovered again, and he couldn't help but look himself up and down while being happy, although he was still a divine consciousness at this moment, his body in black was a little deeper than before, and even more than that, the deep body vaguely had a tendency to gradually merge with the black wind around him, and although the wind blades around him were still violent and numerous, they were no longer embarrassed by him, but as if they regarded him as the same kind at all.

The figure shook slightly, and Nie Feng's figure instantly turned into a wind blade again, and followed by the other wind blades whistling out, and rolled back again not far away, and the dark and deep figure slowly condensed out again.

"Hahaha, the artistic conception of the wind, I really feel ......"