The cold mountain wind whistled by, and the cub curled up in Lin Feng's arms let out a milky whimper, as if asking, "What's wrong with you?" ”

There are no words that can describe Lin Feng's feelings at this time.

Like falling into an ice cellar? No matter how cold the ice is, there is no such cold and biting.

Pain? That kind of pain is not a sword, but like in the body, there are tens of thousands of insects biting and biting, and the pain is unbearable.

The most terrifying thing was that Lin Feng couldn't even roll his eyes now. He was a piece of meat on the board, waiting for the butcher to take the knife.

Yuan Shaojie walked towards him slowly, as if death was approaching. Every step he took closer, Lin Feng felt that it was difficult to breathe.

"Ah......" Yuan Shaojie stopped less than a foot away from Lin Feng, twisted his neck in a strange posture, and let out a terrible shout.

"You must not have tasted death, have you?" He looked crazy, "I have tasted it, and only those who have tasted death are real people." Sacrifice the ego for the martial arts and achieve the avenue. Well, talking to you like this is tantamount to talking to a cow. People like you deserve to be turned into mud and trampled under my feet! ”

The green flame on his body gradually rose from more than an inch to a foot, burning fiercely, bringing a hellish cold and gloomy.

Yuan Shaojie's fingers twisted, and one by one the complicated handprints were typed, and there were words in his mouth. It was an ancient and long-lost language, but Lin Feng had a sense of déjà vu.

Ripples rippled from Yuan Shaojie's body, layered and tangled together, forming an illusory painting.

In the picture, there are fierce demons, and there are vicious monsters that open their bloody mouths and roar. They were surrounding a corpse, gnawing at it.

As the picture became clearer, Lin Feng's feelings became more and more real, from his soul to his body, the tearing pain spread.

The chanting of the mantra seal continued, and the green lines on Lin Feng's body quickly split from one to two or four...... Soon, he was covered with a green and disgusting net.

Under the cold of the bones, Lin Feng only felt that his head was swollen and painful. There is an invisible hand that is constantly tapping into the strength and vitality in his body.

Yuan Shaojie grinned and smiled weirdly like a clown. Yes, soon this fresh life will belong to him. The soul and the power belong to him!

When Lin Feng was restrained, he turned his back to Yuan Shaojie and half-knelt on the ground. Now he still maintains this posture, and in Yuan Shaojie's opinion, he will be like this until he dies.

Cluck, click!

There was a moment of bone joint friction, and the sound of muscles and flesh cracking came from Lin Feng's body, and he actually stood up little by little.

Yuan Shaojie's eyes narrowed slightly, and he snorted coldly: "Death is coming, are you still struggling?" ”

At that moment, the spiritual power within his dantian once again tumbled out, and he raised his hand and pointed at Lin Feng. A green ray of light flew out and hit Lin Feng's body.

At this moment, Lin Feng had a strange feeling, he seemed to be connected with another person, what kind of evil and greedy soul was that, dirty and despicable!

The hurricane wrapped Yuan Shaojie, and the green pulp under his feet became thicker and thicker, tumbling like boiling oil. He was surrounded by green mist, gradually engulfing even his figure. Only that green light was desperately devouring Lin Feng's vitality.

Rise!

In a terrible bird cry, a huge phantom appeared from behind Yuan Shaojie. Nine heads and four legs, each eye red as hellfire, its appearance caused the entire mountain top to suddenly fall into a miserable scene.

The green mist wandered, and everywhere it passed, all living beings were annihilated. Flowers and trees withered rapidly, rocks weathered and blackened, and continued to spread.

There are constantly all kinds of insects and birds and beasts that have no time to hide from the hiding place, tangled and rolled, and died tragically.

In the dark, Lin Feng felt that Yuan Shaojie had transformed into an ugly and demonic giant octopus, and every tentacle was constantly robbing him of his strength and soul.

"Nine Yin Absolute Martial Arts, it's really powerful! I've only practiced triple, if it's ...... ninefold" Yuan Shaojie looked at Lin Feng's painful appearance, and great joy appeared in his heart. He was uncontrollably excited, fantasizing about a stronger version of himself in the future.

His own suffering was not in vain, you must know what kind of indescribable pain it is to forcibly awaken the martial spirit with the strength of the warrior realm.

Now, he wants to get all the hardships he has endured back from Lin Feng!

Tom!

The handprints kept changing in the green mist, the spiritual power became stronger and stronger, and the nine-pole bird spread its wings, hulala and rushed towards Lin Feng.

"One last look at the world!" Yuan Shaojie said.

There is no martial artist below the third order of the martial arts realm who can resist his Nine Yin Absolute Evil Skill, not to mention the Martial Spirit Nine Pole Bird, which is simply a double life-killing curse.

However, at this moment, Yuan Shaojie seemed to see Lin Feng standing up, although that step up looked extremely difficult.

Tong!

The fluttering nine-pole bird hit something fiercely, thick and strong, making the nine-pole bird like a weak quail, and instantly rebounded back.

Suddenly, the tiger roared and the dragon roared on the top of the mountain, but it was just a moment.

Of course Yuan Shaojie didn't know that in Lin Feng's Mud Pill Palace, that one was angry.

was sleeping well, but suddenly he was disturbed, so he naturally patted his tail to express his anger.

That casual tail pat was a devastating blow to Yuan Shaojie's Nine Pole Bird Martial Spirit.

The terrifying coercion and the crushing of strength made the nine pole birds tremble and feel extremely uncomfortable. It was a majesty in the depths of the soul, in the bones.

After a loud bang, the nine-pole bird rolled and bounced away.

The whole battlefield will be stormy, and the undercurrent will surge. With the rapid defeat of the martial spirit, the blood and qi in Yuan Shaojie's body were tumbling, and the spiritual power was in chaos, constantly colliding with his eight veins.

"Poof!"

He opened his mouth, spewed out a bloody arrow, and his body staggered.

Hell, how could this be? At this moment, Yuan Shaojie's mind buzzed, and it was blank.

Rustle!

The sound of light footsteps came, and Lin Feng's figure appeared in the thick fog.

"You made two extremely stupid mistakes, and now I'll tell you the answer." Lin Feng said lightly, "First, my family is the object that you must not touch in this world!" ”

With that, his whole body swept up like a shock, bringing a violent wind, and his spiritual power fluctuated like raging waves.

His body took on a strange posture, and the bones of his body seemed to flow under the skin. This does not make him ugly, but shows a great strength.

Click!

The bones rubbed and made a harsh sound, Yuan Shaojie frowned, took a breath, lifted the spiritual power in the dantian, and reconstructed the defense.

Like a crazy beast, covered in green pulp, he spread out and moved, rushing to Lin Feng in an instant.

The powerful power of the Martial Master Realm, even if the Martial Spirit is defeated, still has a terrifying power.

Ten fingers were like ghost claws, pulling away his arms and pinching Lin Feng's throat. The aura accompanied by the green pulp, dripping all over the ground, leaving behind blackened pits.

The two quickly got closer, but when they were about to approach Lin Feng, Yuan Shaojie suddenly showed a weird smile on his face.

"You're the one who makes the mistake." He said.

(End of chapter)