Chapter 643: What are you trembling about?

readx;? Wen Feng smiled faintly, and said in a low voice, "Senior Brother Ouyang, it should be fine, right?"

"In front of girls, you won't be cowardly, right?"

Ouyang Bin's face turned white. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

He was squeezed by Wen Feng at this time, and it was difficult to ride a tiger.

Ouyang Bin didn't dare to apply for a third-level cultivation space, and he didn't want to take the initiative to say that he couldn't do it in front of Qi Ya and other female disciples.

was extremely embarrassed for a while, and he couldn't wait to kill Wen Feng.

Mo Lanxuan didn't know what was going on with the few people, and frowned and said, "The cultivation space is not child's play, if the strength is not enough, it is easy to be in danger. ”

"Don't mess around!"

Wen Feng said, "Don't worry, Elder Mo, we'll be fine." ”

"If you can, please help me open a better cultivation space, thank you. ”

Mo Lanxuan saw that Wen Feng was speaking confidently, although he was a little hesitant in his heart, but finally said: "Okay, you must be careful." ”

As he spoke, he took out two talismans, one red and one yellow, and said, "This is a middle-grade third-level cultivation space, which is enough for you to cultivate in it for a month. ”

"This opportunity is rare, you must take advantage of it, I hope that your group of disciples can have a great harvest. ”

Ouyang Bin trembled and said, "This ...... This ......"

"Medium...... Medium-grade cultivation space ......"

"Three...... level?"

Ouyang Bin has been mixed up for so long, and he has never practiced in the mid-grade cultivation space.

Because the contribution of the sect required by the middle-grade talisman is relatively high, Ouyang Bin is usually reluctant to change.

Unexpectedly, Elder Mo, who had always been iron-faced and selfless, just said that as soon as Wen Feng said it, he would give him a medium-grade cultivation talisman.

But this is a third-level cultivation space!

Ouyang Bin's giant armored black rhino demon was just a fifth-level demon beast.

Ouyang Bin had never dared to try to level up in the third-level cultivation space, and he didn't know if his demon pet could withstand the attacks of the undead beings inside.

For a while, Ouyang Bin was a little at a loss.

Wen Feng smiled faintly and said, "Senior Brother Ouyang, what do you want?"

"Hurry up, we're waiting for you to level up!"

Qi Ya and the others also said excitedly: "Wow, it's a middle-grade third-level cultivation space!"

"This time it's definitely cooler!"

"Yes, yes, when this time of cultivation is finished, there must be two or three more times, and we will be able to ascend to the middle stage of heartbeat!"

"I heard that the first disciple who has risen to the middle stage of the heart will also have a large number of sect contribution rewards, and then there will be elders to help summon demon pets......"

"Oh, I'm in a hurry!"

"Senior Brother Ouyang, take it over and take us to level up!"

In desperation, Ouyang Bin had no choice but to take the talisman and lead everyone to withdraw from Xianping.

Ouyang Bin led the group to a secluded place, and did not immediately open the space.

At this time, his face was gloomy, he glared at Wen Feng fiercely, and said, "Boy, what do you want to do?"

Wen Feng smiled and said, "I don't want to do anything, don't you want to cultivate?"

"Fix a fart!"

Ouyang Bin said angrily: "I don't know your tricks yet?"

"You just knew that you didn't get experience, so you deliberately made trouble, trying to sabotage your cultivation and make everyone not good at training!"

"Isn't it!"

"Deliberately sabotage cultivation?"

Wen Feng shook his head and said with a smile: "This cultivation day is only once a month, so rare, how can I destroy it?"

"Doesn't Senior Brother Ouyang want to play?"

"I'm just accompanying Senior Brother Ouyang and having a good time. ”

"Don't tell me, your giant armored black rhino demon can't withstand the undead of this third-level space?"

When Wen Feng said this, Qi Ya and the others suddenly became worried, and asked one after another, "Won't it?"

"Senior Brother Ouyang's demon pet is so powerful, it should be ......"

"Won't put us in danger, will you?"

Ouyang Bin hurriedly raised his head and said, "What...... How is that possible?"

"Mine is a fifth-level demon pet, when ...... Of course no problem!"

Qi Ya and the others let out a long breath and said, "Oh, then we can rest assured." ”

Wen Feng laughed and said, "In that case, what are you waiting for?"

"Shall we go in?"

Ouyang Bin had already received the talisman from the Elder Chuangong, and according to the rules of the sect, he had to lead the team to complete the cultivation.

The cannon I made an appointment with tears had to be finished.

As a last resort, he could only grit his teeth and refine the red talisman.

A bright light flashed, and the light gate appeared.

Wen Feng smiled lightly and walked in first.

Ouyang Bin hesitated, but finally led Qi Ya and the others to follow in.

The light gate then vanished.

As soon as Ouyang Bin entered the cultivation space, he suddenly felt that the pressure inside had increased suddenly, and all kinds of terrifying auras rushed to his face.

This was also the first time Ouyang Bin had entered the third-level cultivation space, and he didn't know what would happen.

He was so frightened that he didn't even think about it, and directly refined the yellow defense talisman and revealed the defensive talisman array.

Ouyang Bin was the first to burrow into the rune array first, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

Qi Ya, Wang Yingnian and the others also felt the tense atmosphere, and hurriedly followed into the talisman array.

Wen Feng turned his head, pointed ahead with his finger, and said, "What are you trembling?"

"The undead in here are still far away. ”

Ouyang Binqiang shouted to himself: "Who is afraid?"

"I'm here to keep everyone safe!"

Wen Feng smiled, didn't enter the formation, and walked forward.

Ouyang Bin controlled the talisman array, followed behind Wen Feng, and slowly moved forward.

The cultivation space that everyone entered this time is called the Quicksand Skull Armor Space.

Reaching the middle grade cultivation talisman is obviously much more advanced than the lower grade, and the space is no longer white, and there is no scenery in sight.

In the distance was a continuous stretch of mountains, dark and swarthy, as if there was no grass.

Wen Feng was secretly vigilant and slowly came in the direction of the mountain.

Since this was a cultivation space, the Eye of the Heavenly Spirit had always only hinted at danger, but it was difficult to determine the specific situation of the undead beings.

Wen Feng faintly felt the pressure increase, but he never saw the figure of the undead.

It's not like before, there is a ruined castle, or the wooden formation is directly there, and it is clear at a glance.

Could it be that the undead creatures in this quicksand skull space are hidden in the mountains ahead?

There seemed to be nothing else but the mountains.

Wen Feng didn't dare to take too much risk, so he slowly moved forward while probing.

Ouyang Bin thought about asking Wen Feng to be a substitute for the dead ghost and explore the way ahead.

He, Miya and the others huddled tightly in the defensive talisman array, slowly following behind.

Wen Feng went all the way forward, and did not encounter any danger on the way, and gradually approached the mountain.

Looking at it from afar, it was really all bald mountains.

All the bald mountains are covered with yellow sand, and there are no trees at all.

There was no wind in the space, but the yellow sand on the bald mountain was flying all over the sky and flowing slowly downward like water.

Bald Mountain, Quicksand?

Since it is called the quicksand skull here, then the mystery must be in it!

Wen Feng stopped his figure, wanting to figure it out first.

There seems to be a stone monument not far away.

Wen Feng walked over and saw a few big characters engraved on the stone tablet.

Eight hundred miles of quicksand river!

"What does that mean?"

Wen Feng frowned, a little puzzled.