In the cold wind, a pair of pale silver wind spirit wings behind Yu Feng flapped gently, and he danced lightly in the snow, and his red cloak hunted in the wind. Pieces of strange snowflakes condensed by thunder spirits fluttered all over the sky, and after they landed, they turned into light and agile thunder threads, dissipating into the air.

Pieces of thunder snow fell on his cloak, leaving behind a torrential thunderbolt, and between heaven and earth, all objects touched by it appeared a layer of soft silver light. He stared at Ye Qingcheng, no matter how wise his mood was, he couldn't see what was going on.

At this time, Ye Qingcheng recovered from the appearance of a half-dragon, except for his short silver-white hair and cold dragon pupils, his face was still the face of a teenager, and all the wounds on his body were strangely healed. Not only that, his aura was very peculiar, the ups and downs were too violent, Yu Feng sometimes felt that he had no spiritual power, and sometimes felt that he had spiritual breath comparable to that of a martial king, and sometimes felt that his cultivation was so profound that it was impossible to see the bottom.

Although, Ye Qingcheng lifted his half-dragon appearance, but at this time, he was more like a dragon. The aura on his body is extremely majestic, like a giant dragon soaring in the sky, and a lazy glance at all beings will make them jealous and feel small.

"Who are you?" Yu Feng stared at Ye Qingcheng coldly and asked in a deep voice.

On the Qingfeng Broken Sword in Ye Qingcheng's hand, the reflected wolf-stained face disappeared. He glanced around in confusion, and finally stopped his gaze in the distance, his heart beating violently as he was pierced by countless silver filaments like fluffy silver balls. Then, two figures inexplicably appeared in his mind, one emaciated and the other slightly fat, and the appearance of them when they fell in a pool of blood and fell off the cliff, and there was a burst of unspeakable pain in his heart.

"Who am I?" The evil smile on the corner of Ye Qingcheng's mouth disappeared faintly, he reached out and wiped it on his cheek, found that there were tears on his fingers, and said, "Who am I? Who are they?"

At this time, what occupied Ye Qingcheng's body and soul was Ying Long's residual thoughts, but this residual thought did not have the memory of Ying Long's life, only Ye Qingcheng's memory, which slowly infiltrated into his mind.

"My head hurts!" Ye Qingcheng stretched out his hand to rub his head, feeling a chaotic mind, frantically spinning a large surge of chaotic memory fragments, they were not clear, but they clearly left traces of pain, despair and anger.

Yu Feng stared at him cautiously, the Great Prison Hundred-Foot Beast coldly guarding his side, and he raised his arms silently. The more than twenty Gu masters behind him immediately took out spells one after another, and then ignited the spells, hiding themselves and the flies in the air, concentrating on arranging the formation.

"That's right!" Ye Qingcheng was no longer confused, he raised his head, stared at Yu Feng with a pair of dragon eyes full of majestic aura, and said calmly: "I remembered one thing, I want to kill you!"

Inexplicably, Ye Qingcheng's gaze and his words suddenly derived an awe-inspiring chill in Yu Feng's heart, like an invisible sword on his neck, giving him a sense of palpitations and fear. He turned his head and glanced at the prison hundred-foot, and wisps of cold smoke immediately floated from the prison's hundred-foot body, and then, it frantically waved the bone blade on its arm.

"Boom, boom, boom, ......boom,

In an instant, the shadows of the cold blades condensed by the ice spirit were like a raging storm, slashing towards Ye Qingcheng.

Ye Qingcheng glanced at the fierce beast in confusion, then raised his hand to break the sword, calmly waved his arm, and in an ethereal and calm attitude, he slashed the cold blades flying one after another!

At the same time, Yu Feng erected his fingers, placed his hand on his chest, and silently recited a lengthy incantation.

"Qiang, Qiang, Qiang, Qiang, Qiang, Qiang, Qiang, Qiang, Qiang......" Ye Qingcheng's movements were not impatient, nor fierce, but he could accurately grasp the trajectory of each cold blade flying, and then use the simplest movements to block them without exception. Ying Long didn't leave any memory, nor did he leave any martial arts in his residual thoughts, he just relied on his habit to easily block the crazy attack of the Hundred Foot Beast in the Great Prison.

Yu Feng's mind was confused, and the only thing he could think of was that Ye Qingcheng might have two souls, or be possessed by some kind of powerful soul. However, no matter what the outcome, he must kill it, and the threat that this guy in front of him gives him is too strong.

"Frost Chongyue!!" On the ground, a fine light flashed in Yu Feng's eyes, and he stretched out his two fingers, pointing at Ye Qingcheng, who was resisting the attack of the cold blade.

I saw that those endless cold blades, after being caught by Ye Qingcheng, flew around his body like pieces of broken blades. With the formation of the Wind Depression Spell, Ye Qingcheng's surroundings instantly condensed into a circle of rotating strong winds, and the strong winds rotated extremely fast, converging into a tornado storm that was thicker than a building before the blink of an eye.

The fierce wind spirit power, wrapped in pieces of sharp cold blades, formed a Ling Chi storm, and it was like a terrifying grinding field, trying to strangle Ye Qingcheng to pieces, and there were no corpses left.

It's a terrifying and majestic scene.

On the majestic Lotus Heart Cliff, a tornado storm wrapped in ice fragments swirled wildly, it was like a giant dragon reaching the sky, and its lower end wrenched the top of the cliff into smoke and dust, and the upper end was close to the huge black thunder nest! Ye Qingcheng's small figure was instantly overwhelmed by this chaotic twin spirit scene.

In a few moments, a cold ice peak about 300 zhang high appeared on the Lianxin Cliff! This ice peak was in a distorted state, condensed by the pale silver wind spirit and the faint blue ice, and there were obvious distorted textures on the peak body, faintly drifting with cold smoke.

Ye Qingcheng's small figure, like a worm in sealed amber, maintained a horizontal knife posture, frozen in the ice peak mountain, and did not move.

Yu Feng took a deep breath, flew close to the peak body, and stared at Ye Qingcheng inside. He, like Xiao Jing, is very cautious, but he never underestimates the enemy, as long as there is a good way to restrain the law, he will not hesitate to choose to do it. Before he didn't know Ye Qingcheng's situation, he wouldn't take risks to test it, but joined forces with the prison Baiqi and used the powerful Twin Spirit Trick to seal Ye Qingcheng first.

However, the situation was not as simple as he thought. With a puzzled glint in his eyes, he stared at Ye Qingcheng in the peak body, thinking that this move would be enough to solve the problem. However, Ye Qingcheng, who was originally motionless, showed an evil smile through the cold ice with a pale silver vein.