In front of a towering tree, a green figure is lying leisurely in the shade at this time.

Silky sparkling liquid spilled from the corners of his mouth.

The young man in green shielded himself from the sunlight with his arms and fell asleep.

And beside him, there were several bottles of drunk wine that were poured horizontally.

Suddenly, the sleeping boy frowned, and then woke up suddenly.

He sat up, as if sensing something, his turquoise pupils full of doubt.

A moment later, the boy's figure turned into a little green star and disappeared in place.

Inside Mondstadt.

Ye Feng summoned a huge wind barrier and stopped in front of everyone.

Everyone only felt the pressure on their bodies relaxed.

Boundless, endless, the green energy like a wind blade disappeared in an instant.

"What's, what is this?"

Jean asked incredulously, clutching her blood-soaked arm.

Her arm was wounded by the dragon's wind blade in the battle just now, and she has not yet recovered.

The effect of the dandelion wind is also gradually waning.

After a long period of release, her physical strength was also rapidly depleted, and it was almost to the point where she could no longer maintain it.

Just when she was about to despair, she did not expect this foreign traveler to stand up and stop the terrifying attack with a wave of his hand.

Ye Feng didn't explain, but took advantage of this temporary opportunity to ask, "Captain Qin, I need your help." ”

"Can you still release your Wind Pressure Sword?"

Qin pondered for a while, felt her physical state, and nodded heavily.

"Yes, what do you need me to do?"

"It's very simple, the Stormterror is flying in the air, and although I have the ability to damage it, it is not enough to inflict heavy damage on it, and if you want to defeat it, you must fly to the dragon's body." Leaf wind duct.

"That is, I need you to send me high in the air with the Wind Pressure Sword, and after that, I will find a way to touch it."

"It's... No way! ”

Jean frowned.

"Although my Wind Pressure Sword can do what you said and send you high into the air, it comes at a price."

"Your body won't be able to withstand this wind that is compressed to the extreme, and it will hurt you."

She rejected Ye Feng's proposal.

The principle of the Wind Pressure Sword is to condense a small storm between the tips of the sword, and then release it violently in one direction.

This small storm is extremely destructive and simply cannot be withstood by the human body.

Once hit, they can be covered in injuries or killed on the spot.

So in any case, it is impossible for her to agree to this completely suicidal plan.

"Please trust me, Captain Jean."

Ye Feng said seriously.

"This won't hurt me, I have the ability to dodge your attacks."

Seeing that Qin was still a little hesitant, Ye Feng simply walked out of the range of the wind barrier.

His body was shrouded in a blue mist, gradually becoming transparent.

In a burst of exclamations, countless blades of wind passed through him and struck at the wind barrier.

"Captain Qin, do you believe it now?"

He retreated, hurriedly retracting the blue holy mist.

After just a while, the mana was lost by 20%.

Jean finally faltered at this point.

"There is still such a skill..."

She gritted her teeth and finally agreed to Ye Feng's plan.

"You, you must come back alive."

She put one hand on her chest and solemnly admonished.

Behind her, the remnants of the Knights, Kaeya, Amber and others looked serious, and followed behind Jean with a knightly salute.

By this time, everyone had already recognized him.

Flying high in the air and fighting for the life of the dragon that covers the sky and the sun, what a heroic determination and sacrifice.

The young man smiled slightly, turned around, and waved his hand casually.

"Let's get started, but don't keep our old friends waiting."

He held his head high, and the battle intent in his heart rose to the sky.

The dragon Dvalin was now lunging towards the crowd on the ground.

The sharp claws were so close that the dragon's fangs could even be seen clearly in the sun.

But he didn't have the slightest fear.

"Dvalin, I don't know if you're stronger or weaker than me, the Fatui Executive."

He remembered that his colleague [Doctor] had wiped out Dhorin, a demon dragon of almost the same level as Dvalin, with the wave of his hand.

I can't disgrace the face of the executive.

He took a deep breath, only to feel the pores of his body tremble with excitement.

Behind him, Jean had already raised the long sword in his hand.

The green storm condensed to the extreme gathered together, and on Ye Feng's encouraging eyes, it slowly sent him high into the sky.

"Fortunately, the pressure at this time is acceptable."

Ye Feng silently felt the tearing sensation in his body, and did not start the silk entanglement at the first time.

This skill summons a blue haze around his body, unable to be picked up or hit by any attacks from the outside world.

Once used, the skill of the piano will be immediately invalidated.

In some ways, he of the Blue Holy Mist is absolutely invincible.

It's just that this invincible skill also has two major flaws.

First, although it is absolutely invincible outside the realm, once the enemy enters the realm, this skill will be instantly invalidated.

The second is the terrifying skill consumption, which consumes a maximum of 10% of mana per second, which means that even if he tries hard, he can only release it for ten seconds.

But none of this can overshadow its shine.

Absolutely invincible, which means that even the gods themselves will not be able to pass through his blue holy mist and cause him any damage.

"Quick! I can't hold it anymore! ”

Below, Jean's hurried shouts called his attention.

Ye Feng sank down, and at this time he had come to the sky.

Out of fighting instinct, the dragon Dvalin cautiously stayed less than a few dozen meters in front of him, and did not approach it rashly.

One person and one dragon looked at each other from afar.

Qin Jiao screamed, and a terrifying elemental storm came out of his hand.

The blue holy mist filled the air, and Ye Feng dodged the blow, and then violently retracted.

But at the same time, after losing the power to push upwards, his body also fell rapidly.

The hearts of all present were raised in their throats.

The citizens not far away clenched their fists silently.

Everyone saw it.

Jean sat on the ground, her body that had reached the limit could no longer release any skills, and it was extremely difficult for her to even lift her arms at this time.

"Did it fail?"

Ye Feng's body was still falling, but the distance between one person and one dragon was still dozens of meters away.

With nowhere to borrow strength in the air, what other way did he get to Stormterror's back?

Despair hung over everyone.

"Little ghost, did the Knights let you die?"

On the dragon's back, the beak abyss mage holding the staff spoke in a strange tone, and said mockingly.

"It seems that the Knights have really reached their limit, and they have allowed you to come out and die, poor citizens of Mondstadt, how can they have such a weak group of rulers."

Ye Feng chuckled, and the sharp edge in his eyes was exposed.

"Pain, Heavenly Spirit!"

The body that fell in mid-air suddenly pulled up again, condensed a sharp long sword in his hand, jumped dozens of meters high in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.

The long sword in his hand slashed heavily into the dragon's back with some kind of special gray mist.

The dragon roared in pain, and its obscured body staggered, losing all its balance and falling straight to the ground.

The dust clears.

Ye Feng tightly grasped the small neck of the abyss mage and sneered.

"It's really long-winded."

"Do you guys from the abyss talk so much nonsense?"

The dragon fell sharply.

It was already a little tired, and it could no longer withstand this attack, and it roared repeatedly, but it could not stop its falling body.

Bang!

The dragon slammed down on the ground, shattering the ground, whether it was the wooden stakes that had been used to test it before it could be taken away, or the surrounding houses shattered, whipping up an endless storm.

The entire square seemed to tremble, and the citizens hiding in the shadows suddenly felt that the water cup they had placed in their hands also vibrated one after another.

Quite a few people screamed.

"It's so strong," one of the crowd exclaimed.

"I... What do I see? He.. He actually trampled Stormterror under his feet? The cold young man swallowed.

"You read that right...", someone opened his mouth wide.

"Look, those stakes are all broken!" The cold young man was the first to react.

Everyone looked at each other, a little bitter.

They would even question the inability of such a strong man to smash six stakes.

Falling from the sky and destroying countless times the number of wooden stakes with just one blow, with such strength, it is no wonder that he has the qualification to be exempted from the test.

After a few seconds, the dust cleared, revealing a faint figure.

Ye Feng stood on the dragon's body, like a stone statue that existed forever.

But at his feet, with him as the center, the cracks like spider webs spread out densely, and the solid square made of thick cement was smashed into a big hole by him.

Dvalin raised his massive dragon head, blood gushing from his abdomen, and he wailed incessantly.

It hurts.

Dragon's back.

Ye Feng's eyes were full of coldness, and he was clutching the abyss mage with the white-robed bird's beak mask, recalling this guy's information in his mind.

Abyssal mages possess human intelligence and appearance, wielding elemental powers through the lost ancient language, while also being able to power the abyssal powers, which are different from the seven elementals, that repel the Vision of God.

The power of the abyss is inherited from the darkness of the lost ancient kingdom of Kanria.

"Woo whoa, woo whoa."

The Abyss Mage let out a strange cry.

"Shut up, or I'll kill you."

A faint tone came out of Ye Feng's mouth, and the power in his hand intensified, carrying a downright killing intent.

Since he used a spell to stimulate power, he couldn't open his mouth.

Suddenly, the light of the rock element condensed in Ye Feng's hand, and with a punch, the elemental shield that the abyss mage had quietly condensed shattered in an instant.

"I said, don't move!"

The Abyss Mage was completely honest now.

Looking at the honest quail-like figure in front of him, Ye Feng's eyes were bored for a while.

"Who is the current leader of the Abyss, a prince or a princess?"

The Abyss Mage was silent for a moment, as if wondering why the other party would know this information.

"Answer me."

Ye Feng urged impatiently, and the luster of the rock element was gathered in his hand again.

When he came to Mondstadt, he learned about the current point in time, when the tourist and the little float had not yet arrived.

He didn't know who the traveler was this time.

Is it an older brother or a younger sister?

"Yes, His Royal Highness."

The abyss mage spoke with difficulty.

Is it my sister who came?

Ye Feng is clear.

After a moment of silence, he spoke again.

"Do you want to live?"

"I can give you a chance to leave the abyss and join us."

Ye Feng's eyes flickered.

We obviously don't mean Mondstadt.

If this guy is subdued here, he may be able to plant a small nail in the abyss, and it can also bring some convenience to future operations.

But who knows, after hearing Ye Feng's words, the Abyss Mage was obviously excited.

There was a strange scream in his mouth, faintly interspersed with a few words that he could understand.

"Great... The ancient kingdom was punished with unrighteousness, great. The people of the ancient kingdom have been distorted into monsters.... If the abyss is its name, then I... and allegiance to the abyss, forever... There will be no betrayal. ”

Ye Feng frowned.

"Well, then you should die."

The heavy punch with the rock elemental pierced the abyss mage's heart.

Wiping the black blood on his hands expressionlessly, Ye Feng's heart did not fluctuate.

"Next, it's your turn."

The dragon under his feet finally regained his strength at this time, and spread its fleshy wings again, trying to fly high into the air.

At this moment, Ye Feng's expression on the dragon's back moved, and he felt an inexplicable palpitation, and suddenly felt a sense of impending a catastrophe.

It was as if an inexplicable gaze was staring at him from the void.

"How so?!"

Ye Feng's face turned pale, and his heart was empty, as if he had lost something extremely important.

"My elemental power."

"Can't use it?!"

Hold on tightly to the dragon's back and don't let the dragon throw him off.

With the death of the Abyss Mage, the endless malice in the air seemed to be substance, enveloping him, crushing him almost out of breath.

It was a long time before he realized what was wrong.

"Any elemental skill can no longer be perceived, it can't be called, it's like someone has sealed it, what's going on?"

"I didn't even notice who did it."

He hurriedly turned on the task system.

All the rock, water, wind, ice, and grass skills you possess are gray.

Only half of the mana remains.

At present, the only thing that can be called is the silk thread and the pain through the heavenly spirit.

These two skills don't belong to any elemental power, so they can still be used.

"It's dangerous."

His face sank, and the dragon's struggle became more and more intense, while most of his strength was quietly lost.

The tide of battle turned in just a split second.

"Gentle, relax your body."

Suddenly, a pleasant sound sounded in his ears.

A gentle but irresistible force dragged him away, pulling him out of the dragon and slowly descending from the sky.

Stormterror's scarlet eyes gradually regained a hint of clarity.

"Yes, you?"

There was a faint sigh in the wind.

The Stormtend roared, staggered to the dragon's body, and flew off into the distance.

The gentle wind blew on everyone's faces, and Jean slowly stood up with the support of Lisa and Eula, who had arrived in a hurry.

Looking at the Knights, who had suffered heavy losses, a sigh was heard in the wind again.

[Mission: Defeat Storm Terror, Mission Completed]

[Reward: 1000 gold, skill: illusion.] 】

[Illusion: Temporarily disappears, consumes 200 mana and creates an illusion of oneself, the duration of the illusion is determined by the mana consumed, the maximum existence time is one day, and the illusion will explode when it dies. 】