Chapter 8 The Feather Crane
During the period of sealing and healing, three hours had passed imperceptibly in the outside world, and the sky was gradually darkening.
Feng Yu sat quietly on the gravel, his tall figure stretched out, as long as an ape. Above the slightly squinted eyes, the eyelashes blinked slightly, and the angular face was unwavering, but it was full of the meaning of gradually changing from youthful to sharp. The golden afterglow of the setting sun fell on his shoulders, and with the slight shaking of his body, he fell into the patches of sunlight that covered his eyes. In this harsh environment and the yellow desert, a particularly beautiful landscape is outlined, which is eye-catching.
Feng Yu's eyes reflected the soft glow of emerald green that flickered at the wound, which was exactly how he reacted when the healing potion he had given him before he left. And in the process of this halo spreading, the last wound on Feng Yu's chest was also quietly repaired, and together with the floating black beast blood, it was purified together.
"Tsk, it's really a good thing, I don't know how Uncle Niu made up this medicinal liquid, it also has a purification function while healing injuries, I don't know how much time I saved to expel this beast's blood."
Feng Yu looked at the wound that had been almost completely repaired, and couldn't help but be amazed.
Whining!
While Feng Yu was sighing, the unchanging wind around him suddenly came out with a violent and piercing roar at this moment, and in the next moment, a wind that was many times more violent than usual was wrapped in a sound wave like substance, and suddenly exploded in Feng Yu's ears.
Airplanes!
Feng Yu felt a burst of dizziness, and even his body shook violently, feeling the buzzing sound that came from his mind involuntarily, and before he could react, he found that where the wind passed in the distance, even the sand and gravel land were covered in dust, and the skin of the sand was lifted violently. In the blink of an eye, a foot below was revealed, and the interior was clearly visible.
Roar!
At the same time, one after another deafening beast roars resounded in the depths, like a hundred beasts contending. It's just that in those roars, there is no longer the radicality and ferocity of the battle with Feng Yu, but there are bursts of breathtaking anger and poignant, as well as a deep sense of despair, as if they are suffering from a death that even they can't break free.
Feng Yu adjusted his posture, his face was full of horror, and when he heard the continuous beast roar in his ears, a chill appeared in his heart again. In the next moment, a voice that he was extremely reluctant to believe sounded in his heart.
"Could this be the rare sandstorm and the beast riot at the same time?"
In the next moment, his brow sank again, because he seemed to catch a hint that something was wrong, "Presumably, behind these sad roars, is the source of the riot." Feng Yu guessed.
The previous suspicions have been revealed one by one at this moment, where the depths are, there must be an existence that makes them fearful, and there is probably more than one beast that can be compared to the psychic ape.
Feng Yu took a deep breath, he himself has five Dao Qi, with a physical quality beyond the same level, he can compete with a fierce beast comparable to six Dao Qi, plus the trick of using Dao to attract spirits that he had had an epiphany before, he also has the ability to kill seven Dao Qi beasts. But if he faced a fierce beast with the strength of the Eight Dao Qi, then he would definitely experience an extremely difficult struggle, and the probability of winning would be extremely low.
After all, the difference between the seventh Dao Qi and the eighth Dao Qi was not a star and a half, and even if he tried his best, it would be extremely dwarfed.
The difficulty of this trip has exceeded his expectations.
Feng Yu's eyes flickered rapidly, and his expression became hesitant. If he continued to move forward, he would definitely face a more difficult situation than he was now, not to mention the psychic ape for the time being, and it was still unknown whether there were any other beasts that could be equaled with him, once he went deeper, he was afraid that he would not be able to avoid such an encounter, and the danger level would inevitably exceed all the situations he had faced before. But if you leave here, the previous efforts in this desert and the action to make a breakthrough in this experience will also be in vain.
Although we have put down our rhetoric before, we must also face reality.
After a while, Feng Yu finally got up, with a touch of shame on his face, shook his head, and laughed at himself: "Before I fully entered the depths, I was already shocked by this sand storm and beast riots, this mentality, even if I really entered the depths, in the face of the opportunity within reach, I am afraid it will be difficult to grasp, and then miss it..."
As soon as he thought of this, Feng Yu's face also showed an extremely resolute look, the previous hesitation and fear disappeared at this moment, and some were just heroic as if they could break through all difficulties and obstacles.
After finishing the words, Feng Yu sorted it out a little, and then forcibly went deep again against the strong wind.
The night gradually fell, Feng Yu was like a dark night ghost, the five Dao Qi was entangled, the breath was slightly constricted, the posture was lowered, and he quickly marched towards the distance.
The desert temperature at night was surprisingly low, and even the number of fleeing beasts was reduced. The bitter cold wind whistled, constantly echoing in Feng Yu's ears, stabbing both of his ears. If it weren't for the Dao Qi Protector, I'm afraid that this environment alone would be enough to make it difficult for him to move an inch.
And in this process, thanks to these cold winds, Feng Yu's control of Dao Qi has become more and more proficient, and the condensation of the five Dao Qi has also reached an unprecedented peak, and even faintly, the sixth Dao Qi that is difficult to touch is detected by it Some traces of wandering in the body, but the current Feng Yu is still difficult to fully capture its shape.
However, in this regard, Feng Yu had extremely strong confidence, and he was sure that before facing that psychic ape, he would completely condense the sixth Dao Qi!
At that time, Feng Yu will have enough confidence and self-confidence to deal with it, and even be invincible.
Feng Yu looked up into the distance, where there was still a devouring endless black silence, as if it was an area where no one was, exuding a dense and extreme aura of death.
Feng Yu's expression tightened, and before he could observe the distance, his pupils shrank suddenly, because he found that less than three zhang in front of him, there was a tall black shadow looming, and two giant pupils shining red were like lanterns, which were extremely conspicuous and dazzling in this endless darkness, diffusing a terrifying meaning that could not be described in words.
"I actually met a feather crane that I haven't seen for a long time here, this desert is really rich in species..."
Feng Yu stared at the beast in front of him, and his eyes were not condensed.
He can often see this feathered crane in the back mountain of the town. The strength is fierce and violent, even the low-level juvenile Feather Crane has the strength of the Seven Dao Qi, as for the real high-level Xuan-level beast, even if he is currently in power, he is not qualified to contact it.
Feng Yu twisted his neck, and a touch of heat passed through the depths of his eyes. The one in front of him, judging by its size, seems to be only a juvenile form, and he was naturally unable to compete with it before, even if he encountered it, it was solved by Uncle Niu. However, now that his strength has grown, he doesn't need to be too afraid of it, this guy can just be used as his whetstone to help him consolidate the Daoji.
"Wow!"
Not far away, the shadow shrouded in darkness suddenly raised its head, let out a piercing scream, and then its body moved violently, carrying a fierce wind, and suddenly swept towards Feng Yu.
Snort!
Feng Yu's figure retreated, feeling the strength rushing to his face, and his expression was shocked, because he found that the wind that came to his face was extremely hot, and even the arms he was protecting in front of him felt the slightest burning pain.
"Such a domineering force, it can raise the temperature to such an extent..."
Feng Yu smacked his lips, only then did he realize that he seemed to underestimate this guy, and with this blow, I am afraid that he would already surpass the ordinary beast comparable to the Seven Dao Qi.
"Hmph, but if that's all there is, you still have to turn into a handful of loess in this wind and sand today, and sleep with this place!"
Feng Yu's figure jumped sideways from side to side, and said coldly.
Immediately, the palm of his hand was clenched into a fist, and the five Dao Qi were held in the palm of his hand, and a trace of white mist rose up, and with the rapid shaking of the arm, a halo of extremely simple Dao Qi suddenly diffused, and in the blink of an eye, the right fist of Feng Yu was completely wrapped. In the next moment, a cold glint flashed in Feng Yu's eyes, and the ghostly fist wind swept towards the feathered beast overwhelmingly.
The huge pupils of the feathered beast, which were free of blood, reflected the fast-moving figure, and there were bursts of screams from its mouth. Immediately, his huge body trembled violently, and a pair of crimson wings with countless sharp scales hanging upside down with a width of three feet suddenly unfolded in the wind, and above the wings, the cold and sharp luster flickered, and in an instant, it was stabbed towards Feng Yu's body, penetrating everywhere.
While!
The moment the two bodies collided, a piercing sound suddenly sounded from the place where they collided, and the strong sound waves even the yellow sand all over the ground were shaken up by it, causing a brief void under the feet of both of them.
In the next moment, Feng Yu's figure retreated, his toes touched the ground, his right fist was retracted, and the floating white Dao Qi also shrank slightly, and then his palm stood horizontally, and a sword was struck along the wings of the feathered beast that attacked again, pouring down like a non-turbulent waterfall falling from the sky.
Jingle Bell!
In an instant, the rapid and piercing sound wave swept away with lightning speed like ripples in a lake disturbed by boulders.
Feng Yu's eyes are sharp, but his heart is not so relaxed, this guy is huge, but his agility is not weaker than him at all, and even he has almost been drilled by him several times, after all, the barbs full of a whole pair of wings are really difficult for him to defend.
"It's worthy of a fierce beast that is about to reach the Eight Dao Qi, it's really not simple..."