It seems that the power between the two does not infringe on each other, but Ye Lingfeng can clearly feel that the murderous aura emitted from the magic knife has a faint tendency to inhibit the development of Yuan Ying, which is not a good phenomenon.

Immediately, the Night Spirit Wind Spirit Sense probed into the Xuantian Realm Monument, perhaps this situation could only be explained by Xuan Lao.

I saw Xuan Lao lazily floating out of the boundary monument, squinting his eyes and glancing at Ye Lingfeng impatiently: "Don't you know that the old man is recuperating? ”

Night Spirit Wind was angry when he heard this, but he was instantly suppressed by him, after all, Xuan Lao was so tired all to save him.

Immediately laughed awkwardly and said, "That... Elder Xuan, do you think my cultivation belongs to the Void Realm or the Yuan Infant Realm?"

As soon as the Night Spirit Wind's voice fell, even he was a little idiot, as a cultivator, he didn't even know what the realm of his cultivation was, if this was spread, he would have to be laughed out of his big teeth.

Sure enough, as soon as Xuan Lao heard the spirit, he immediately laughed, but Ye Lingfeng was powerless to refute it, this was originally a fact, he was powerless to change, and even relied on Xuan Lao to solve his doubts, not only could he not disturb at this moment, but he had to wait obediently.

Seeing that Ye Lingfeng didn't speak, Xuan Lao laughed for a while and felt bored, and immediately faced up to the question that Ye Lingfeng said.

I saw him staring for a moment and said: "Your cultivation is between the Yuan Infant and the Void, but there is the existence of the Void Sword, it looks like the Void Realm on the surface, but the inner power still belongs to the Primal Infant Realm, if you want to break this state, it is difficult to ......"

Xuan Lao shook his head as he spoke, and even sighed again and again at the end, looking very lost.

Seeing this, Ye Lingfeng immediately panicked, and immediately said: "Oh, what can I do, Xuan Lao, what can I do, you have to help me find a way, there is no one around me to help me except you, if you don't help me......"

How can Ye Lingfeng not know Xuan Lao's thoughts, but he also has a hundred clothes, but he will plan it, anyway, he has no choice, it is better to obey Xuan Lao once, in short, hello, I am good, everyone is really good.

Seeing the appearance of the night spirit wind, Xuan Lao had a feeling that he wanted to pump him, but he was always a spirit and could not touch it at all.

immediately said: "It's not that there is no way, it's just that it takes chance, and when the opportunity comes, it can naturally trigger the transformation of the calamity......"

Xuan Lao paid attention to Ye Lingfeng's expression as he spoke, and hesitated even more when he said this.

I saw that Ye Lingfeng's face was pale, and before Xuan Lao finished speaking, he saw Ye Lingfeng raise his fist and roared: "You dare to lie to me, don't want to get a pill from me in the future......"

After speaking, he punched the past, and Xuan Lao subconsciously dodged when he saw this.

However, when he reacted, he found that Ye Lingfeng didn't make a move at all, and couldn't help but look at him suspiciously.

In fact, he forgot that he was a spirit body, he couldn't attack the night spirit wind, and the night spirit wind couldn't attack him, so the night spirit wind was just for show, and there was no need to get angry with a spirit at all.

I saw Ye Lingfeng sitting there with a disappointed face, his eyes were blank, and he looked like he was desperate for life.

In fact, he didn't know how eager the Night Spirit Wind was to be able to improve his cultivation, but just because of his words, the Night Spirit Wind was pushed into the abyss.

In this regard, Xuan Lao was also extremely guilty when he saw Ye Lingfeng like this. Immediately floated in front of the night spirit wind and whispered: "Okay, in addition to the need for chance, there is actually another way, that is, to break and stand up. Breaking through with the coercion of people who are higher than your own cultivation is just ......"

Speaking of this, Xuan Lao hesitated for a moment and then said: "It's just that this person with high cultivation must be your enemy of life and death, only by hovering on the edge of life and death can you feel the real life and death, and only in this way can you break and stand up." ”

Hearing this, Night Spirit Wind suddenly raised his head, and a pair of clear eyes suddenly burst out with an astonishing cold light that shot straight into the sky.

"Do you break and then stand? Is it on the edge of life and death? Come on, I'm not afraid of the night spirit wind, as long as I can break through any suffering, I'm not afraid. ”

Night Spirit Wind's face was resolute, his tone was firm, and the momentum around him suddenly increased dramatically, and there was a great contempt for heaven and earth.

Xuan Lao couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this, this aura was very familiar, as if there was a kind of momentum on his previous master.

But Ye Lingfeng didn't feel anything wrong, and immediately sat down and entered the cultivation state.

Now among the people of the same generation, the cultivation of Night Spirit Wind has surpassed many people, but this is only in the vicinity of Liuwu City and Thousand Nights City, and when it comes to Qingzhou and even Yuzhou, even some disciples in the Hidden World Sect do not need to let it go.

However, he was like a young eagle who had just tried to fly, he had not experienced the sinister of the cultivation realm at all, and his means were still much worse than those who often mixed in the field of intrigue and trickery.

As the saying goes, it is better to gather the strengths of hundreds of schools behind closed doors, and the current night spirit wind is equivalent to making cars behind closed doors, and it is even worse than those scattered repairs.

Even if he has one or two like-minded friends, and now he only has himself, there is no doubt that it is extremely sad.

Although Zheng Tianhao, Dao Zongyun and others are like-minded, they don't know where they are at this time, so he can only keep getting stronger, and only by keeping moving forward, you will find more and more people around you.

There was nothing to say all night, and as soon as it was dawn the next day, Night Spirit Wind got up and left the cave mansion and walked towards the depths of the mountain range.

As for Xiao Budian, he lay on his shoulder and looked around lazily, and sometimes flew up and ran in front of the night spirit wind to make faces, which was also interesting along the way.

In the early morning of the Qinglong Mountain Range, the fog was thick in the sky above, and there was also a phenomenon of shielding spiritual sense, which made the night spirit wind have to slow down.

However, this situation did not disappear for a short time, but lasted for seven days, after which the night spirit wind dragged its tired body to a mountain peak surrounded by clouds and mist, looking confused.

Yes, seven days of flying through the clouds and fog had caused Nightspirit Wind to be disoriented, but he had always believed that as long as he kept flying in one direction, he would be able to fly out.

But what he didn't expect was that instead of dissipating, the clouds and mist were getting thicker and thicker, even obscuring the sky and the sun, and there was always a white expanse in front of him, as if time had stopped.

He couldn't feel the day and night, he couldn't feel any spiritual energy flowing, and he couldn't even feel the consumption of spiritual power in his body, so he kept flying forward.

Gradually, he became irritable and wanted to ask Xuan Lao what was going on, but found that there was a force that separated him from the Xuantian Boundary Monument.

This frightened him, according to Xuan Lao, the Xuantian Realm Tablet was the first divine object in heaven and earth, and no one had ever been able to sense its existence.

But now, Night Spirit Wind has encountered such a situation, how can he not be in a hurry?