Obviously, Pigg was suspecting that Cold Wind had reservations and didn't use all his strength, if a powerful magic such as the Dark Cannibal Flower had been used earlier, then he wouldn't have ended up like this, right?

However, with Bishop Pitge's suspicious character, it was not easy to doubt it until this time, which shows that he appreciates Leng Feng from the bottom of his heart!

The most important thing is that Leng Feng has always been extremely righteous, even at the last moment, he never gave up on himself, and even was seriously injured because of himself, which made it difficult for Pige to doubt him in his heart.

In fact, Pig has such suspicions, and he has really wronged the cold wind!

You must know that this is in the land of the necromancy, which completely belongs to the home of the necromancer, just by looking at the fact that it has not yet appeared, just by relying on a group of younger brothers to clean up a group of them like a dog, you can judge how dangerous it has become.

No matter how brilliant Leng Feng's performance is, in fact, it mainly depends on his colorful derivative magic, and at the root, he is actually just a magician who has just stepped half a foot to the advanced level of a magician.

Although this kind of cultivation is already very remarkable outside, especially because of the peculiarity of Cold Wind's derivative magic, his real combat power is actually not inferior to that of a high-level magician at the peak.

But it's still not beyond the scope of the Magus!

And in such a dangerous place of the dead, let alone a magician, even a magician wants to get out of it with his whole body, it is extremely painful!

The reason why the cold wind can repeatedly turn danger into a disaster, in addition to some unknown reasons, is that under the pressure of extreme crises, the cold wind is forced to constantly rejuvenate and overdraw its potential, so as to exert its strength far beyond its limit!

Take the terrifying Dark Man-Eating Flower as Fang Cai as an example, if it was replaced with a cold wind in an ordinary state, he would not be able to cast it no matter what!

In a moment of depression, Pig, who thought about it, couldn't help but feel a little relieved!

With his understanding of Leng Feng, this kid doesn't have such a deep scheming at all, this kind of thing is possible if it is Othello, but it is absolutely impossible to put it on his Leng Feng.

After all, he and he were grasshoppers tied to a rope at the beginning, and they were really both prosperous and lossy, as long as the cold wind was not stupid, it was categorically impossible to preserve their strength.

And at the beginning, when the two of them were surrounded by a near desperate situation, Leng Feng's selfless maintenance of himself many times also proved this.

What's more, although this dark man-eating flower is powerful, it is wishful thinking to completely turn the tide of the war with it!

After all, this is the home of that terrible necromancer, if it is really so easy to win, why do you need to choose to leave quietly at this time?

Finally relieved, Pig finally chose to leave quietly with a few henchmen, including the beautiful female priest, and as for the Knights of Light who were still fighting desperately, they were completely abandoned by him.

However, Bishop Pige didn't expect that in the jungle behind the Necromantic Legion across the battlefield from him, the cold wind would crawl on the ground like a dog, trembling and unable to stand up at all.

The strength of the whole body has almost been completely emptied, and even the Tai Chi strength that was originally full in the body has reached the point where it has almost completely dried up, and the whole body has faintly spasmed due to the serious detachment, so that the cold wind feels the pain of the whole body like a pinprick all the time.

Not only that, but due to the near-complete exhaustion of his magic power, Leng Feng's brain was in even more intense pain, and he could clearly feel that almost all the magical light clusters in his brain had withered to the point of almost disappearing.

And because of the lack of mana, the sub-effort has been greatly weakened, and the dark magic light that was still eager to try it suddenly flashed with pitch-black light again, and there is an obvious tendency to mess up again.

I think that the moment before his memory was broken, it was also the moment when this dark power completely exploded, although the current reality had told him that the original memory was just an illusory dream!

But correspondingly, a faint intuition is constantly improving him, everything in his memory is actually true, but he has been deceived by the false reality!

Although the conflict between intuition and reality made Leng Feng a little overwhelmed, he was sure of one thing, that is, in such an environment, it was better not to let that dark element explode again.

With such thoughts, Leng Feng simply got up with difficulty, and then put on a meditation posture with his heart in the sky, and immediately immersed himself in meditation.

Not only is the strength in the body as slow as a turtle crawling when it is running, but every time it moves even an inch, it will bring a pain to the cold wind as if it is about to be torn apart.

Not only that, while constantly absorbing the magic power of the outside world and replenishing the loss in the body, the cold wind not only did not feel the slightest use, but felt the brain jumping and jumping, which was simply unbearable.

Although he almost had to give up in this torture-like torture several times, he also knew extremely well in his heart that if he couldn't get over the difficulty in front of him, then he would leave a scar on his body that would never heal, and his achievements would undoubtedly be limited at that time.

With such a cognition, where does Leng Feng dare to slack off? Forcibly endure the pain, still immersed in meditation and refuse to relax in the slightest.

I don't know how long it took, the pain from the inside to the outside slowly receded, and with his soul as if sublimated, he began to faintly want to get out of the ** body, not only the strength in the body began to continue to converge and then repair the hidden dangers everywhere in the rapid flow, and the speed of absorbing magic began to accelerate, and the sluggish magic light began to regain its brilliance, and the dark magic light group that was about to move could only lie dormant again.

And just when the body finally began to develop and recover in a good direction, Leng Feng immersed his mind in the fluttering realm of the soul about to leave the body on the one hand, and on the other hand, he calmly began to analyze everything he had experienced since entering this secret realm.

Originally, according to the practice method of Chinese martial arts, what has always been sought is to be wholeheartedly without distractions, and the most taboo is this kind of dual-purpose practice.

It's just that the cold wind did this at this time, not only did not feel the slightest discomfort, but had a feeling of being taken for granted, as if everything was supposed to be like this.

From the moment he first stepped into this land of the dead, he used the superimposed power of soul magic and light magic to purify those souls by chance, and the scenes he experienced began to appear in his brain.

Although with the current environment, it is still impossible for Leng Feng to carefully study every detail of it, but it can be well remembered for future research.

It can be said that once Leng Feng thoroughly understands everything he has experienced this time, then it will not only improve his strength qualitatively, but also lay a solid foundation for the path he will take in the future, and the benefits are self-evident.

It's just that the scene after falling into the siege of the necromantic army with Pig and fighting alone has become a blank in Cold Wind's brain, no matter how he recalls, he can't remember how he attacked Pig at the moment.

In the end, Leng Feng, who was really confused, could only give up in despair, after all, his main purpose now was to find Xiaoxue, and then try his best to rush out of here.

After opening his eyes, Leng Feng found that his state was much better than before, although he still felt a little tired because of the rush of time, but his own strength had improved a lot invisibly, there was no doubt about it!

Of course, Leng Feng knew that this was because after he had greatly overdrawn his potential, his strength would naturally improve greatly after he recovered.

It's just that this is the devil's way after all, because the foundation is not solid, so it is not advisable, and for the long-term plan in the future, we still need to take every step of the way.

It's just that when Leng Feng couldn't help but look around at the surrounding environment, a look of surprise and uncertainty gradually appeared.

The main thing is that this place is too quiet, surrounded by dense jungle, and even a few small animals can be faintly seen galloping by.

Compared to the outside, this place was a different world, and if it weren't for the near-death experience he had just experienced, the cold wind would have almost mistakenly thought that he had escaped from the terrible land of the dead.

Following the path that was trampled under his feet, Leng Feng simply put aside all his worries and walked forward, but he didn't go far before he saw a small thatched hut in sight, and an old man in coarse cloth clothes was bent over and busy in it.

Walking quickly to the simple fence on the outskirts of the hut, the cold wind couldn't help but take a deep look at the old man with coarse cloth, and he seemed to have not noticed the cold wind at all, holding a hoe in his hand, still busy with his head down.

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