Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Warrior Barrier

"Why?!Why?!Why?!"

Bu Yunfeng beat his chest and cried bitterly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, Bu Yunfeng had completely forgotten the pain caused by the pale blue flames on his body, and he could only feel his heart as painful as being crushed by a meat grinder.

And those phantoms that were drilling in also began to speed up at this moment, originally just slowly burrowing into Bu Yunfeng's body one by one, but now they have become crowds, scrambling to be the first.

As the speed at which the shadow entered became faster, the faint cold aura in Buyun Feng's body was gradually growing, although it was still insignificant compared to the cold aura of the light blue flames that exuded a terrifying temperature, but it was no longer so weak.

"Yun Feng, he will be your brother in the future, you are not allowed to treat him as an outsider. ”

Grandpa's kind voice appeared in his mind, but it made his heart ache even more.

"I want to be a great general, a great hero!"

More and more memories appeared in Bu Yunfeng's mind, and every time they appeared, his aching heart became a little heavier.

At this moment, the chill in Bu Yunfeng's body had grown to the point of being a long time, and the surrounding flames had begun to have an irrepressible tendency.

At the same time as this situation appeared, the chill seemed to be pushed by an invisible force, slowly turning, and the originally quiet chill suddenly became immense, and all the surrounding flames began to crumble.

Snort!

These chills revolve around the center, turning and expanding wildly.

The icy chill, as soon as it touched the light blue flames dancing around it, suddenly changed!

Even those flames that had overflowed out of the body began to surge, and it seemed that even those phantoms that had not yet entered Buyun Feng's body were about to be burned away.

Only the center of the chill did not react.

Inside the body, the cold storm turned faster and faster, and the continuous chill was thrown into the sea of fire.

Suddenly, Bu Yunfeng's body began to undergo amazing changes, and if you look closely, at the bottom of that pale blue flame, there is actually a layer of frost condensing, although in the blink of an eye, this thin layer of frost will melt away.

But in an instant, this frost condensed again, and it seemed to never stop repeating.

Although this space didn't seem to be big, Bu Yunfeng had been here for a long time, and those phantoms were like endless, drilling into his body one after another.

If Bu Yunfeng was conscious at this time, he would definitely be frightened by the scene in front of him.

Those phantoms that had not yet entered his body were all floating in mid-air, densely packed, covering the sky and the sun!

It seems to be affected by the cold storm in the body, and the frequency of frost on the body surface is getting shorter and shorter, and the time is getting longer and longer.

After this situation appeared, those phantoms would not directly converge towards the chill in Buyun Peak's body, but would first circulate around his meridians, and finally converge into the chill storm.

These phantoms traveled along the meridians of Buyun Peak, and wherever they swam, the momentum of those pale blue flames would weaken slightly, but they would soon return to a state of wild dancing.

In addition to feeling the heartache, Bu Yunfeng was already completely out of the control of his body, he could only vaguely feel that his body was still soaking in the magma of the volcano a while ago, and the next second he entered the 10,000-year-old Xuan Ice, but no matter what, he couldn't control even a finger.

"I'm sorry, my brother ......"

Bu Yunfei's helpless expression appeared in his mind again.

The dazed Bu Yunfeng was poured a basin of ice water on his head from his sleep, and his consciousness suddenly returned to his body. This awakening, the sharp pain caused by the burning and the biting sensation brought by the cold, like a rising tide, surged up to his pain god level.

"Shhh

He couldn't help but gasp, clenched his teeth, and his face became contorted with great pain.

The feeling he felt at the moment could not even be described in words, his whole body burned wildly, and his flesh and blood turned into ashes under these pale blue flames, but in an instant, new flesh and blood were regenerated in his body, almost making him faint again.

And in the innermost part of his body, a chill storm was rapidly expanding, and the freezing sensation brought by the storm was about to freeze his internal organs into ice sculptures.

His consciousness that had just woken up suddenly became blurry again.

Is this the warrior barrier?

What exactly did the tiger give me?

Why is that screen happening?

He must be controlled!

Yes, someone must be controlling him behind his back!

In a daze, Bu Yunfeng seemed to have thought of something, his palms instantly clenched into fists, the whole person bowed his body, kneeling on the ground, the strength of his whole body gathered on his arms at that moment, a pair of tiger eyes looked straight ahead angrily, red bloodshot eyes filled his eyes, like a devil from hell, very scary.

Who?

Who exactly wants to control him?

Is it Liu Yong?

Or someone else?

Why are they all hurting me?

Why!

Why!

What am I doing wrong?!

Countless chaotic thoughts kept filling his mind, and the sharp pain of burning bones and flesh from his body reminded him from time to time.

The blood in his eyes instantly swelled, devouring the flames around him.

Why!

Why do you want to do this to me?!

Yes!

His whole body was full of blood and energy, and the grief and anger that came out from the deepest part of his heart were like monstrous waves, instantly devouring the flames and cold.

Bu Yunfeng was like a devil possessing his body, using all the strength of his body, and swung out his fist with a bang.

Wrapped in a light blue demonic fire, his fist instantly hammered into the graphite-like neat and smooth ground.

Rumble!

With Buyun Peak as the center, a spiderweb-like crack suddenly appeared on the ground of the entire space, and in the center of the spider web, there was still a faint light blue ghostly fire burning.

Rumble!

The second punch followed.

The ground, which had already been shattered, suddenly crumbled again.

And Bu Yunfeng's hands, which were originally full of cracks, were already blurred.

The strange thing is that even with such a large wound, there is not a trace of blood on the shattered ground, or even on the surface of the fist.

......

A battlefield thousands of miles away from the Vulcan Battalion.

A young man in the middle of the army suddenly stopped commanding and looked at the sky a little sluggishly.

In an instant, the two armies, which were still fighting fiercely, stopped attacking at the same time, and all the soldiers, without exception, all stared blankly at the sky.

The main hall of the Xianwu Temple, the hall master who was meditating opened his eyes, he got up, his figure disappeared from the spot, and in an instant, he came to the roof of the main hall, and in a moment, a large number of people had gathered around him.

These people, without exception, all looked up at the sky with shocked expressions.