"Hey, boy, don't pinch my neck, I didn't ask you to pinch my head, don't pinch my head, don't pinch my chest, we're not familiar, rub, don't pinch my chest......" The turtle scurried in Feng Feiyun's hands, falling to the ground several times, smashing Feng Feiyun's instep to the ground.

One of its turtle shells weighed 10,000 catties, and Feng Feiyun's feet were not smashed, and they were already reacting quickly.

"You turtle grandson, if you move again, believe it or not, I'll throw you into the cracks of the stones?"

Feng Feiyun ran quickly on the cliff, towards the Wangwu Mountain Range, but the Mao turtle was always making trouble, and he couldn't pinch its neck, couldn't pinch its head, and couldn't even pinch the turtle shell, so Feng Feiyun was very helpless, and he could only carry its four white turtle legs and hold them on his shoulders.

"Don't! don't move, don't move!" The turtle closed its eyes on Feng Feiyun's shoulder, but its head was too big to shrink into the turtle's shell, and it bounced on Feng Feiyun's back like a white jumping ball.

It was already dawn, and a blue-gray glow was born on the distant mountains.

It's almost dawn!

"The battle between Old Man Sun and Xingyun has ended, and I don't know what the outcome is, although Old Man Sun has been angry for a while, but his longevity is about to end, his spirit has declined greatly, and his combat power is far less than in his heyday, I am afraid that there are more defeats and fewer victories, I said boy, can you hurry up, I am very clawful!" Mao Turtle Ghost screamed.

"Don't make any noise, I know Lu Dao!" Feng Feiyun's heart is not in a hurry, you must know that Ji Xinnu of Lu Dao has been frozen, and Ji Xiaonu's cultivation is not even a death general, and naturally he is not the opponent of the two necromancers.

Imminent, imminent!

Feng Feiyun had already exhausted all his strength, like a spirit monkey shuttling rapidly between the jungles, and suddenly his footsteps stopped suddenly, and Lingjue Si released, and his eyes began to scan in all directions.

"Boy, why did you stop all of a sudden?" said the turtle.

"Shhh, I feel the breath of those masters of the Ji family. Feng Feiyun turned around and walked cautiously forward, coming to the top of a hundred-zhang high cliff.

Through the dim morning light, I could see a faint flickering fire on the winding path below the cliff, and several figures surrounded the firelight.

Ji Cangyue and one of the dead generals were at the bottom of the cliff, and they lit a bonfire, and Ji Xiaonu had already been captured by them and smashed into an iron cage.

"Ji Cangyue, it's useless for you to catch me, it's useless for my sister, your conspiracy can't be realized at all. Ji Xiaonu was not only locked in a cage, but also wrapped around seven or eight iron cables, the iron ropes were covered with talismans, as long as Ji Xiaonu struggled slightly, the talisman would emit bright light, making the iron ropes red, Ji Xiaonu screamed again and again, and then shrunk even tighter.

Ji Cangyue sat by the bonfire, with a pair of beautiful eyes closed, holding the gossip compass in both hands, the compass was still full of starlight and blue light.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, then she opened her eyes, stared at Ji Xiaonu, and said indifferently: "Your sister has now been frozen with jade cold qi, and Ji Feng Leng is afraid that she has been caught now." ”

"You will not die well, you ...... Ah!" Ji Xiaonu wanted to scold, but as soon as he struggled, he was wrapped tighter by the iron rope and screamed.

"Boy, don't come to the rescue yet!" The turtle stiffened its shell, sat up suddenly, and sat on Feng Feiyun's shoulder, its huge head resting on Feng Feiyun's ears to maintain its center of gravity.

A turtle was able to sit up, it was so angry, its eyes as big as two mung beans widened, looking at the high cliff, looking very angry.

"I'm not much better than you now, you have fallen into the ancient Xinjiang witchcraft, I have suffered from the side effects of the elixir, and now the combat power is not as good as the usual three layers, it is still difficult to kill a dead general, let alone deal with a dead spirit son?" Feng Feiyun saw that Ji Xiaonu was imprisoned in an iron cage, and his heart was also very anxious, if his combat power was not controlled, he would have killed and saved people by now.

"What kind of pill I took, it turned out to be such a strong side effect. The eight eyes of the Mao turtle said with some curiosity: "I'm afraid I have to have three products, right?"

"Four Rank Gu Sudan!" Feng Feiyun said.

"The good boy actually took the four pins of pills, no wonder the blood and qi in the body are now restricted, the meridians are blocked, and it is already very good that he has not died. Ahem, do you still have a fourth-grade level pill on your body now...... If you can't do it, I want the second grade. The turtle stretched out a turtle claw and shook it in front of Feng Feiyun's eyes.

"If I still have the Four Rank Pill, I have already taken it now, and then I will fight in all directions, how can I be forced to flee in all directions by a Necromantic Son?" Feng Feiyun said angrily.

"Actually, if you want your body to recover, you don't have to have four pills. The turtle's eyes flickered.

Feng Feiyun turned his head and said, "Do you have a way?"

"What kind of character is the old man, is this difficult for me?" Mao Turtle straightened his snow-white belly and said: "The main reason why you have aura but play it out is that the medicinal properties of Gu Sudan have destroyed the operation route of the aura, as long as there are spiritual things to nourish the meridians and bloodlines, you can immediately recover your peak combat power." ”

"What spirit?"

The dead turtle seems to be saying that!

"Turtle incense!" said the turtle.

"What's it?" Feng Feiyun had heard of such a spirit for the first time.

"The saliva of a turtle that has been cultivated for more than a thousand years!" Mao Turtle straightened his snow-white belly again, and also raised his tongue.

Feng Feiyun suddenly gasped, looked at its mouth, and said with a stiff smile: "I can only appreciate your kindness." ”

"Boy, do you look down on the old man?"

"No, I once swore to the moon that I would only eat women's saliva in this life, and never eat turtle saliva. Feng Feiyun said solemnly.

"Nima, your heart is too evil, even if you want to eat the old man's saliva, the old man is disgusting. Turtle incense is a spiritual object of heaven and earth, which cannot be taken orally, but can only be refined with aura, and absorbed into the meridians with aura, so as to nourish the meridians...... Boy, what are you doing? My tongue, fuck me, help!"

Feng Feiyun pressed the turtle to the ground, tore the white of its mouth, pulled up its sleeves, and put his finger into its mouth.

After Feng Feiyun refined the turtle incense in his hand, not only the meridians and bloodlines were restored, but also expanded a lot.

The aura in the body also seems to have undergone subtle changes, appearing more heavy and calm than before, with a wonderful fragrance.

"Sure enough, it's the eighth thousand-year-old king, and his whole body is full of treasures. Not only did the body recover, but even the 'blood exchange' of "Immortal Phoenix Body" went one step further, reaching the third stage of blood exchange.

The blood is smart and the golden light is shining!

This is the sign of the third stage of blood exchange, the blood in Feng Feiyun's body turned golden, emitting a faint spiritual light, circulating throughout the body, causing the flesh and bones to be transformed, and the body became more powerful.

The physique has also improved again, even if it is not worse than those anti-genius junjuns of big families.

Reaching the second stage of blood exchange, Feng Feiyun can cross a small realm battle, and now that he has reached the third stage of blood exchange, Feng Feiyun can cross two small realm battles.

He is still at the pinnacle of the Immortal Root, so he can also fight with the master of the middle stage of the Divine Foundation, of course, the premise is that the master of the middle stage of the Divine Foundation cannot fight across the border.

There are too many geniuses today, some can cross a small realm to kill, and some can cross two small realms to fight without defeat. Like the geniuses of the Eight Epic Levels, they can defeat their opponents across three small realms, although Feng Feiyun has cultivated the blood exchange to the third stage, but in terms of the level of physique, they are still inferior to them.