The branches of the ghost vine were scattered on the ground, like an endless dark green carpet, spreading into the distance. Jiang Feng, Jiang Chengzi and Jiang Zhiwen walked forward with a shallow foot, it was not impossible to fly here, but it would dissipate a lot of physical strength and spiritual power, the fog on the surface was still thick, in order to guard against possible risks, the three of them adopted a conservative marching strategy, until they felt that the aura around them suddenly became thicker.

There's something strange here.

The branches on the ground gradually dwindled, and few could extend so far, replaced by nameless low vegetation close to the ground, and Jiang Feng guessed that several of them had slightly medicinal properties, and had survived for at least a hundred years.

Jiang Feng tried to dig one, and found that it was not a common species, and because of the lack of light, the leaves of the plant were thin and weak, and the roots were short and slender, which was of little value.

Tracing the source of the spiritual power surge, the three of them soon discovered the strangeness of this place. The spirit stone ore exposed to the surface is visible, the number is not too much, and the distribution is only within a hundred steps, in the center of these scattered spirit stone ore, there is a bubbling clear spring, because of the moisture of the spirit stone mine, it should be regarded as a spiritual spring, but the water is not much, it has been confined to the spring, neither decreased, nor flowed out.

The level of the rich spiritual energy should be regarded as a third-order spiritual land, but this place is so small that I am afraid it can only accommodate up to two people to cultivate here. Looking at the undulating landscape around us, it seems that this spiritual land is originally so large, and it is not caused by mining and depletion, but it is also peculiar.

The spirit stone mine must be mined and carved before it can be used, Jiang Feng does not have this skill, so he can only give up, starting from the spring, the mist becomes thicker, and the visibility becomes worse, Jiang Feng is pondering, when the concentration of spiritual energy cannot be used as a guide for travel, how to identify the direction, but he feels more than a mysterious aura, coming straight here from a distance.

Take cover!

Jiang Feng just wanted to avoid observing the situation for a while before making a decision, but found that there was nothing to cover here, and the way back was almost nowhere to hide except for the dense fog.

It seems that a fight is inevitable.

The situation of the comer was unknown, so Jiang Feng accepted Jiang Chengzi and Jiang Zhi's questions, and faced the comer alone, he hoped that there would be a scholar among the comers, and this teammate who disappeared as soon as he entered the valley was too unreliable. Of course, there are also their own reasons for this, first they had to find the inheritance of the Ice Desolate Snow Girl, and then they were imprisoned by Chu Anlan in disguise, and then escaped, and they were trapped by the ghost vine for a long time.

"Jiang Feng?"

Among the four people who came, there was no scholar, but they called out Jiang Feng's name at the first time, but Jiang Feng didn't know them, these four people were all wearing gray robes that are common to casual cultivators, one of them seemed to have just been injured, the robe was covered with scars that seemed to be bound, and the spiritual power fluctuations were also very weak, so they should be injured.

But he was not the worst, the worst was still a monk who was carried behind, and he should not have the strength to fight except for the certainty that he was still alive.

"You know me?"

"Of course. The person who answered was carrying the wounded man on his back, he placed the wounded man by the spiritual spring, stroked his beard, and turned around, "You are the head of the Asa Mountain Sect, right?"

"It's under you, I don't know what advice you have?"

"That's right. The person who answered pulled out a long sword, "Let you die clearly, under Liu Zhengchun!"

What's the situation?

Jiang Feng thought about it, recalled the names of the people who signed on the jade coupons before, and immediately remembered the other party's origin, "You are from Chixiamen?"

He pulled out Mo Di's long sword, and then beckoned, Jiang Chengzi and Jiang Zhiwen jumped out and stood behind him, Jiang Chengzi had a blue dagger in his hand, and Jiang Zhiwen was a silver short sword, but Jiang Feng, who was familiar with their abilities, knew that this was all a deceptive show.

Hey, Jiang Zhiwen was taken crooked by Jiang Chengzi, there is no means of fighting, what kind of blade is used to play cool, Jiang Feng sighed secretly, but he didn't dare to stop, this Liu Zhengchun had already rushed up, and his swordsmanship was very clever, and for a while Jiang Feng was a little unable to dodge.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Another black-faced monk held a fiery red feather fan in his hand, rubbed two fiery talismans in his hand in a row, and went straight to Jiang Feng's door, but he didn't expect two helpers to suddenly appear beside Jiang Feng, although it seemed that he only had the appearance of a spiritual-level cultivator.

The head of this shallow mountain sect has a lot of secrets, and he can actually bring people in.

"Do it from a distance, be careful when you get close!"

Jiang Feng warned repeatedly, especially Jiang Zhiwen, who had scarce combat experience, what he was most afraid of was that he would fight with the other party regardless of it, you must know that in addition to the "fox fire", he actually only had the ability to limit the talisman, and the melee ability was almost zero.

Jiang Chengzi had experienced the scene, and he was already at the eightfold spiritual level, while casting the "blister cage", he spit out a crystal clear blister, and went straight to the monk who had not yet made a move, and seemed to be injured, and at the same time his right hand was shaking, blocking the burly Song Weiduo in front of his junior brother Jiang Zhiwen.

The junior brother only has five spiritual levels, and he lacks combat skills, so he must help him one or two, this is the responsibility of the senior brother, Jiang Chengzi said in his heart, he simply inserted the dagger he used to play cool into his waist, recited the magic with both hands, and controlled the demon puppet Song Weiduo to rush towards the black-faced monk, while turning the spiritual power into sixteen blood-colored crows-this is the limit of his many days of practicing the "blood-colored crow" skill - and went straight to the injured short and fat monk, striving to make the blister cage a blow while harassing him.

However, the short and fat monk who was injured at the Xuan level was not as weak as he imagined, and at the critical moment, a blood-colored brilliance suddenly appeared around his body, and he used a special magic weapon, a vigorous jump, avoiding Jiang Chengzi's blisters, and at the same time there were two more talismans of various colors in his hands.

He just wanted to cast it, but the talisman spontaneously combusted without wind and turned into powder.

What the?

He looked at the ashes that fell to the ground in disbelief, and couldn't think of why, when he saw the blood-colored crows the size of his head attacking, he jumped away again, and there was a bright silver spear in his hand, and he used the spear as a club, and slashed at the blood-colored crows.

The blood-colored crow was very clever, only one of them passed by the spear, staggered, and fell to the ground, and the rest of the crows took advantage of the situation to bully him, surrounded him to the left, and used the hard beak of the bird to peck him violently, he hurriedly took out two water shield charms, and cast them again, still no wind spontaneously combusted, and immediately changed his mind, relying only on the armor on his body, and fighting with those crows, while faintly approaching the other two, intending to find an opportunity to jump out, and join forces with others to solve an opponent first.

Can't use talismans?

The black-faced monk who had just successfully cast the fiery talisman noticed this problem, and just then he waved the fiery red feather fan, generating the power of the fiery talisman to the maximum, almost equivalent to the power between the second and third orders, although it was blocked by the puppet with a dull expression and did not know where it came from, but it also caused obvious scars, and he only needed to repeat the old trick, and the puppet was only in the snap of his fingers.

However, he looked at the fiery talisman in his hand, which had also turned into flying ash, and realized that he had to change his strategy in time, and the key was that he couldn't even use something like the water shield talisman.

When did this Jiang Feng have this kind of means? This is obviously inconsistent with the intelligence, no, he is still at the Xuan level, it is impossible for him to have the skill vacancy to learn this kind of ability, and it may also be a magic weapon, but the biggest suspicion is that he has been hiding behind that puppet and refuses to confront anyone head-on.

Yes, it should be him!

With this realization, he jumped away, avoided the demon puppet rushing up from the front, and went straight to the child behind him, but suddenly felt a chill around him, and his body was involuntarily attracted by the inexplicable power, and moved closer to Jiang Feng.

What is it?

It was the Ice Yuan Vortex that Jiang Feng cast!

The Modi long sword in his hand, so it burst out with a cold and piercing cold light, a whirlpool with a radius of nearly a hundred steps, suddenly appeared in front of him, the whirlpool was filled with cold air, constantly pulling nearby things, moving closer to the center of the whirlpool, gathering, this pulling force was not strong at the beginning, with the perfect formation of the whirlpool, the tearing power, so that Liu Zhengchun, who was originally entangled with Jiang Feng, was also in chaos.

Hum!

Liu Zhengchun snorted, and several different colors of light appeared on his hands and feet, and his sluggish body returned to normal, but several other people were not affected a lot, even Long Zaixing, who was sitting quietly next to the spiritual spring, rolled like a stubborn stone, rolling towards the center of the whirlpool that emitted coldness.

Break!

With the encouragement of spiritual power, Liu Zhengchun's long sword suddenly became hot, and a fiery red sword light went straight to Jiang Feng, who was maintaining the whirlpool, as long as it was repelled, the whirlpool would naturally be lifted.

Jiang Feng couldn't move, the black-faced monk and the two monks with different degrees of injury had been affected by the Ice Yuan Vortex, Jiang Chengzi's blood-colored crow was gradually gaining an advantage, and Song Weiduo had just grabbed one of the legs of the short and fat monk, giving up at this time, everything was in vain.

Water Yuan Dragon Scale Talisman!

Fortunately, the third-order talisman was not affected by Jiang Zhiwen, once this non-standard talisman was cast, the four-layer turquoise water shield instantly enveloped Jiang Feng, this talisman had a special resistance to fire-based spells, and he believed that it was enough to resist the fiery red sword light.

Most of the spiritual power in the body was instantly sucked away, but fortunately, this talisman also had the effect of strengthening the power of the water system, and the suction of the Ice Yuan Vortex became more violent, and the black-faced monk who had originally jumped to the edge of the core of the vortex was pulled towards the center of the vortex again, and was injured by Song Weiduo's hammer blow, spitting blood from his mouth, and had to roll with the suction force to avoid the secondary damage that followed.

Syllable!

The power of the fiery red sword light was even more blazing than Jiang Feng imagined, and the three shields were broken in an instant, but the castration of the sword light was old, and it could no longer cause damage to Jiang Feng, so it could only collapse into a little red light in front of his eyes, Liu Zhengchun's sword light seemed to have consumed a lot of his spiritual power, and his body became unstable because of it, but he still continued to jump out, struggling to avoid the center of the whirlpool, and at the same time there was an extra talisman in his hand.

It turned out that not all talismans could not be used, Liu Zhengchun saw Jiang Feng using talismans, and he already had an understanding in his heart.

He can't be allowed to succeed.

The power of the Ice Yuan Vortex had reached its peak, and Jiang Feng jumped into the middle of the field, raised his sword and fell, slashing at the black-faced monk who still had the strength to fight in the field.

Click!

Before the fiery red feather fan in the black-faced monk's hand could be put away, it was in one place with Jiang Feng's Modi long sword, the material of the feather fan was not tough, and it was instantly broken into two pieces, and he rolled repeatedly, although he was unable to move because of the cold, he still avoided Jiang Feng, who was not skilled in swordsmanship.

Seeing that he couldn't make a contribution, Jiang Feng swung his sword and went straight to the short and fat monk who was being pecked by the blood-colored crow, piercing it with a sword, he could have dodged, but Song Weiduo happened to grab his shoulder and died instantly.

"Shiyin!"

Liu Zhengchun and the black-faced monk shouted at the same time, when they were sad, their movements were three points faster, Liu Zhengchun's talisman took a long time to be cast, and half of the spiritual power was injected, as soon as the short and fat monk died, Jiang Chengzi immediately shifted his attention to Liu Zhengchun, and the blood-colored crow pecked repeatedly, taking advantage of the opponent's inability to use the talisman below the second order, wanting to interrupt it before he could successfully cast it.

The speed of the blister was too slow, Jiang Feng didn't dare to hesitate anymore, he didn't have time to pull out the Mo Di long sword, his body flew rapidly, and his empty fist went straight to Liu Zhengchun, within the same level, he wanted to use the seven-pointed gray crystal to directly kill the opponent.

Syllable!

The unexpected impact, Liu Zhengchun's body shook, but he didn't suffer any damage, Jiang Feng only felt that the seven-cornered gray crystal just popped out, as if he had encountered some obstacles, and was stirred up countless cracks, and he returned in vain.

Got special close-fitting armor?

In a hurry, Jiang Feng didn't notice this problem, inside this gray robe, he originally thought that there was no armor, but now that he thought about it, it didn't seem to be the case. While the castration was still there, he quickly turned his fist into a claw, and with a hard grasp, the gray robe burst onto it, revealing a thin scale armor.

The whole body of the scale armor is dark, and it is made up of layers of scales the size of half a hand, extending from the lower part of the neck to the lower abdomen.

Damn it!

It's a bit greedy, and you shouldn't be greedy for one hit!

Jiang Feng regretted himself a little, but the opportunity was always fleeting, he had to retreat halfway, Lan Yan's big sword was in his hand, and it was too late to cast a vertical blow, so he could only use brute force to slash. However, the spirit rune in Liu Zhengchun's hand suddenly flashed with a dazzling thunderbolt.