"Don't look at the surface of everything, otherwise, in the end, you will only slap your own face..."Nangong Chen took a deep look at Yun Feng's anxious appearance and said lightly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Yun Feng snorted coldly: "Planted in your hands, I don't accept it, you have the ability to let me go, and I will fight you alone." ”

Nangong Chen calmly looked at the yelling teenager, and there was no pity in his heart because of this, these people who like to laugh at people who are lower than themselves are not worthy of sympathy.

When they squeeze their cultivation into weak disciples all day long and look for pleasure in them, they may not think that sooner or later they will have this day.

Fall into the hands of the enemy!

Nangong Chen smiled gently, stretched out his palm, a faint cold air flowed through his fingertips, and a vague coolness locked Yun Feng's wrist, and then the small green sword fell to the ground uncontrollably.

"What do you want to do!" Yun Feng found at this moment that the true qi in his body was cutting through the meridians like countless silk nets, as if he was still eating flesh and blood, and he was in pain.

Nangong Chen's face froze, he shook his head embarrassedly, and said softly: "I'm sorry, it's the first time I use it, I'm not very familiar with it, you bear it first, you can't die." ”

However, this kind of heart-wrenching reality really happened, and the cold under the feet, like a thousand years of ice, gradually penetrated into the whole body and cold into the bone marrow.

Yun Feng's whole body trembled, and he said in fear: "You are, you are the ice attribute! It is a rare extreme cold attribute, please, don't kill me." ”

Taking a deep look at Yun Feng, Nangong Chen's plain appearance was similar to the young man who had entered the city before and looked miserable.

Exhaled lightly, the coldness in Nangong Chen's eyes gradually leaked out, and he said slowly: "Kill you, I'm afraid it won't attract the attention of others!"

Yun Feng panicked and wanted to break free from this restraint, but the cold aura in his body became heavier and heavier, and he became more and more painful, and shouted: "Please let me go, today's events will be treated as if they never happened." ”

Nangong Chen suddenly raised his eyebrows, and was stunned to find that this method can only be released, not taken back, I am afraid that Yun Feng will suffer, he has tested it before, and the wooden man turned into a dot of ice crystals, and there was no trace left after that.

Shrugged helplessly, gently patted the dust on Yun Feng's clothes, and said with a light smile: "I'm sorry, you have touched my bottom line, and the son behind you is probably Nangong... Yu Xuan, is it?"

At this point, the entire mine fell silent.

As Nangong Chen spoke, he released two true qi, he couldn't let go of Yun Feng, even if the family blamed him, he couldn't let this person go!

Yun Feng squinted his eyes slightly, and he couldn't believe that he was careless this time, and he actually gave his life in vain!

The road of cultivation is long and endless!

How many talented teenagers have died in the middle of the journey?

The teenager survives in the snowfield, just remember, it is a natural law of survival of the fittest, the survival of the fittest, and if you are not careful, you will never recover, this is the eternal truth of the snowfield!

Slowly recalling the past in his mind, the corners of Nangong Chen's mouth suddenly raised a somewhat dangerous arc.

Want to play?

......

Along the track that was already covered with rust, Nangong Chen felt quite lonely in his heart, and the glowing treasure that flickered and flickered was like this.

Feeling that the cave was getting more and more humid, Nangong Chen became vigilant, because he found that there was a strong smell of stench emanating from the mine here.

Ten steps further, Nangong Chen stopped, because, he found that there were several iron ants gnawing on a person's corpse, and when he looked closely, the person's face was blue, his teeth were like sharp blades, and there were two sharp horns on his head, obviously not a normal human, but a bit like a half-human and half-beast monster in the legend.

Of course, Nangong Chen didn't think that this place was very safe, the previous iron ant colony was quite tricky, if it weren't for that Yun Feng's stunned head, I am afraid that he would have died at the hands of that group of iron ants.

After observing, Nangong Chen shot out a pale white true qi, mixed with a weak breeze, only to see a crescent-shaped wind blade come out of his hand and pierce the heads of those iron ants.

Click!

These iron ants were cut in two, and then, Nangong Chen walked up cautiously, the tip of his eyebrows was slightly raised, and his eyes searched for the rotting corpse, only one was eaten and worn, and then he could smell the thick stench.

I regretted that I wanted to turn around and leave, but that afterglow told me that I couldn't go.

A lump of cloth bags covered in dirt, left in a remarkable corner.

Nangong Chen's melancholy eyes suddenly rose with a fine light, and he couldn't help but shout: "It's a storage bag! It's a storage bag!"

The boy no longer cared about the smell of the corpse, just threw the corpse aside, picked up the dirty cloth bag on the ground, and wiped it with his sleeve, trying to wipe it brighter.

The young man smiled, but no matter how he wiped it, he couldn't shine half a minute, maybe it was too old, and the lines on it became blurry.

After the young man wiped it for a while, his little face became even happier, because the aura of the storage bag had not yet dissipated, which meant that the spatial formation inside had not been destroyed, or had become an ownerless thing.

"Hehe, it's not bad...... the young man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled.

A treasure of this level needs to be recognized by dripping blood, so Nangong Chen did not hesitate, took out the dagger, and gently tapped it on his middle finger, and a stream of bright red blood fell into the dilapidated storage bag.

Rustling......

Like the sound of sand and stones rubbing.

One breath... , Nangong Chen closed his eyes tightly.

Two breaths... , that chaotic mood gradually permeated the heart.

Three Breaths... , Nangong Chen's whole body began to tremble.

After four breaths, Nangong Chen opened his eyes suddenly and said in surprise: "It's done!"

The feeling of heart-to-heart connection, like a lump of dirt stuck to the fingertips, has the illusion of flesh and blood.

Nangong Chen raised his eyebrows and closed his eyes again, feeling the magical atmosphere.

The fantasy world suspended in the air here seems to be endless, but if you want to see further, you are suppressed by a magical force.

This is the storage array arranged by the master of the distraction period, that kind of diaphragm, which ordinary people can't reach at all, due to the classification of the realm, the oppression and restriction it is subjected to, so that the cultivators of the innate realm can only use it.

Nangong Chen didn't know that in this world, once he reached that transcendent sanctification, there would be countless small spaces in his body, so masters above the distraction period would not use a low-level magic weapon like a storage bag.

One zhang away, two zhang away, three zhang away...... Until ten zhang away, he could no longer pass.

That kind of heart-wrenching illusion makes people feel distressed.

However, Nangong Chen is still very happy, and the storage space of ten zhang is ......

Still not satisfied?

If you let others know, even if it is Nangong Wentian, I am afraid that she will have to snatch it.