Ling Feng nodded, a little surprised, he actually ran into Meng Ji's younger brother.

Ling Feng looked Meng Tu up and down, this person was somewhat similar to Meng Ji.

"Are you waiting for me here?" Ling Feng said lightly.

There were not many guests in Zuixianglou at this time, but there were a lot of people on the street, and this person chose such a location, obviously waiting for himself to appear.

"Please save me, the immortals. Meng Tu closed the doors and windows, and then knelt down.

"What's wrong with Meng Ji?" Ling Feng frowned, this person deliberately waited for him and asked to save him, obviously Meng Ji taught him.

"The Hongfeng Empire wants to capture our country, if the frontier fails, our country will be truly finished. Meng Tu's tears flowed unconsciously.

He looked at Ling Feng with pleading in his eyes.

"Meng Ji is a disciple of the Yunqi Sect, I am the same outer disciple as him, if he can't solve it himself, what's the use of begging me?" Ling Feng said lightly, he felt a little wrong, Meng Ji was sure that he would come to him?

Aolaiguo didn't see a trace of war at all along the way, but there were many bandits.

"Second brother, he is just an ordinary Qi Refining disciple, but the Hongfeng Empire has a master of the ninth layer of Qi Refining, and we can't resist it at all. Meng Ji's voice was a little hoarse, and Ling Feng felt more and more that something was wrong.

A sense of crisis appeared in his heart, his face suddenly changed, and his body flashed like Meng Tu grabbing it, but he pounced on it.

"Immortal, I beg you, why do you want to harm me. The voice was erratic and resounded all around.

Ling Feng found that the scene around him had changed, it was no longer the Drunken Fragrance Building, it was no longer the country, but the Blood Sea Corpse Mountain, and the surrounding area exuded a terrifying aura.

This makes him feel like he is suffocating, is this an illusion?

Or was it cast by a powerful man?

The latter is obviously impossible, he is only a monk in the Qi refining period, so he will not let the powerful monk cast spells, obviously the former, it seems that the other party's cultivation is not high.

A smile appeared at the corner of Ling Feng's mouth, and the pitch-black broken sword with rust on it appeared in his hand.

A half-step foundation building aura emanated from Ling Feng's body, and with a hint of coercion, he looked around coldly.

The bones around him suddenly moved, and they rushed towards Ling Feng.

Ling Feng broke his sword with a wave of his hand, and instantly countless corpses and bones shattered, but they were combined in an instant.

"Immortals save me, save our country. This voice lingered all around, with an eerie chill, making Ling Feng's face cold.

He raised his cultivation to the peak, and one hundred and eight thousand swords were used, and the cold sword qi ruthless reapers the corpse here.

The Blood Sea Corpse Mountain was terrifying, but under Ling Feng's icy smile, it gradually decreased, and countless dust was raised.

The surrounding scene changed.

Countless flowers on the other side were bright red, with an eerie aura, like a soul snatcher, swaying beside Ling Feng while emitting a trace of breath from it.

Ling Feng felt a terrifying aura appear from it, but it didn't succeed after all.

The flower on the other side withered in an instant, turning into a huge face, shrouded in a layer of black mist, and opened its big mouth to devour Ling Feng.

Ling Feng felt a life-and-death crisis.

But Ling Feng had already realized that the illusion he was in was similar to the Underworld, using his spiritual power to construct a real world and thus destroy the other party.

Being able to construct such an illusion realm is not something that a Qi Refining Cultivator can achieve at all, and his spiritual realm is at least above that of a god.

But if it was really a god-turning monk, how boring would it be to use spiritual power to tease him, a little monk?

It can be seen that this person must have lost his former cultivation, he should have built this illusion for himself with the help of a certain magic weapon, and there is another key reason, his cultivation level is low, and the success rate of the illusion is relatively large.

At this time, the illusion was full of Sen Ran's murderous intent, Ling Feng Ling Bo avoided it in nine steps, but he was still rubbed by the terrifying energy, fortunately, he cultivated the Demon God Refining Body, and his physical strength was incomparable to that of ordinary foundation building monks.

But it also made him physically and mentally shocked, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Underworld. "Ling Feng wanted to use a similar technique to crack the killing array, but he couldn't do it at all.

His spiritual cultivation was too weak, and he couldn't make the slightest wave.

Countless qi machines shrouded the surroundings and compressed towards Ling Feng, and the power that made people tremble erupted.

Ling Feng's face changed.

Can't wait any longer, or there is a real chance of dying in this place.

"Mingzhou, Tianmen. Ling Feng roared in his heart.

It's its own killer feature.

At the same time that Ling Feng shouted these four words, the oil lamp in his dantian was almost silent, and he couldn't feel the slightest breath at all.

A terrifying force condensed in the air, and a crack seemed to tear the entire sky apart.

Countless spiritual energies converged, and a looming heavenly gate stood in the void.

At this point, the entire space collapses.

Ling Feng seemed to hear a scream, and the surroundings collapsed.

When the terrifying coercion completely dissipated and the illusion completely disappeared, Ling Feng looked around.

He was still in the Huaguo Mountain Water Curtain Cave, and he didn't step out at all.

Bite~

A falling sound caught Ling Feng's attention.

I saw a pure white pebble falling from above, and cracks appeared.

Ling Feng stepped forward, more cautious.

This is also a soul stone, but it is more advanced than the old one, but now it is no different from a waste stone.

The soul inside completely dissipates and dies.

The person who just cast the illusion must be the person in the soul stone, but unfortunately his killer weapon is too powerful, and he directly suppresses and collapses his spiritual power.

caused the soul to fly away, and he must have been a terrifying power in his lifetime.

I was tricked unconsciously.

Ling Feng looked at the statue not far away, and cracks also appeared in the statue.

This should be a spiritual magic weapon, but unfortunately the internal magic circle has collapsed and has no effect.

What shocked him in his heart was those few simplified characters, and he suddenly remembered that the ten characters of Huaguo Mountain Blessed Land and Water Curtain Cave Cave that he saw when he came in were also written in the words of the past.

I actually ignored it, this must be my own interference.

Thinking about it, there was a cold sweat behind me.

Obviously, no one has been here for a long time, and the soul in the soul stone has reached the point where the oil is exhausted, and Ling Feng's arrival at this time naturally makes him desperate to take it away, but unfortunately it is cold before Zhihai can enter.

In this way, it is very likely that the soul that died is also the one who came through time.

Ling Feng was about to leave here with palpitations, when the statue suddenly shattered.

A soft glow floated out.

Ling Feng thought of dodging, but the speed of the light was too fast, and it was only imprinted on Ling Feng's forehead in an instant, and a huge amount of information exploded in Ling Feng's sea of knowledge.

Ling Feng gritted his teeth, he felt like he was about to explode.

"What is this?" he was horrified in his heart, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, Ling Feng's head was splitting at this time, as if countless ants were tearing at his brain, the whole person was about to collapse, and his spirit was even more scattered.

At this moment, Ling Feng's dantian shook, and the flames on the oil lamp emitted a wisp of green smoke, appearing in the sea of spiritual consciousness along the meridians.

It immediately turned into a mist and shrouded it, and the originally violent spiritual power gradually shrank under the shroud of the mist, slowly becoming gentle.

Ling Feng's pain gradually disappeared.

I don't know how long it took, Ling Feng woke up from his coma, he checked his body, and breathed a sigh of relief.

When he looked at Zhihai, his heart trembled.

If the sea of knowledge in the past is compared to a river, the sea of knowledge at this time is like an ocean.

He felt stronger than ever, and his whole person had inexhaustible strength.

At this moment, the Spiritual Law condensed into a seed, falling into the ocean of spirit in the sea of consciousness, slowly growing.

"Spiritual illusions. "Ling Feng knew the illusion used by the dissipated soul.

There are similarities between the spiritual illusion and the underworld, but in comparison, the underworld is more weird, and the underworld and the spiritual illusion are fused at this time.

Ling Feng released his spiritual power, and the fluctuations in the field suddenly appeared around him.

"Dark dreams. Ling Feng let out a low roar.

The surrounding scene changed instantly, forming a world, and he felt that he was the creator at this time, and every plant and tree in this world changed with the change of his mood.

He fantasized about a graceful woman appearing in front of him, and sure enough, a woman appeared.

He imagined that thousands of troops were fighting in front of him, and after a twist, countless roars turned into heroic spirits and roared on the battlefield.

The aura of slaughter between heaven and earth is condensed.

Ling Feng's heart was shocked.

If the opponent falls into his dream, then don't you want to handle it like this?

This is just a matter of thinking about it, if the opponent's cultivation is similar to his own, the dream can only be an auxiliary means at most, and it is of little use to it.

But the magic of this exercise is that it is unexpected.

After checking the surroundings and making sure that there was no problem, Ling Feng really left Huaguo Mountain.

At this time, Huaguo Mountain was still lush and green, like a paradise, but Ling Feng felt that there was a trace of breath missing here, and it had completely turned into a mountain.

What the hell did that soul do to this mountain? Ling Feng felt incredible, but he was relieved to think about it.

The powerful person above the god naturally has the means to turn decay into magic, and when he dies, he naturally returns to normal.

The country of Aolai is located in the desert, surrounded by yellow sand, and the tall city walls are mottled with time, and a shocking aura seems to rise to the sky, enveloping the surroundings.

"It's a remarkable place. Ling Feng was surprised in his heart, this city should have a formation arranged by the monks above the Jiedan, otherwise there would not be such an aura, sure enough, any country has its extraordinary.

Ling Feng admired.

Although the national capital is in the desert and the sand is flying around, there is an endless stream of people rushing here, after all, this is the capital of the Aolai country.

The people here are burly and very strong.

Ling Feng's appearance naturally caused a lot of surprise.

"Let's rest and go. Ling Feng passed by a tea pavilion.

The tea pavilion is simple, with a few rain and sunshade grass sheds, a few tables and chairs, a boiler next to it, and a large vat with a height of one person placed next to it, which makes people hungry and thirsty.

At this time, there were more than a dozen people in the tea pavilion, and the hot weather made people even more lazy to speak, the pu fan in his hand waved, and his eyes were a little anxious.

"It's fine. Ling Feng nodded.

The shopkeeper grinned with a sweat towel on his shoulder, he hurriedly wiped the tables and chairs in one place, filled a bowl of tea and placed it in front of Ling Feng.

"What's going on, isn't it just April? Why is it so hot? ”

"It's desert, of course it's hot. ”

"How can the national capital be in this place, there is no water in the desert, how can they live?"

......

Passers-by passed by in twos and threes, hurrying without stopping, and the sound of complaints came back.

The national capital looked very close, and according to Ling Feng's estimate, if ordinary people were to rush normally, there would be at least two days.

He couldn't understand why these people were in such a hurry.

"The guest officer shouldn't be a native, right?"

Ling Feng nodded.

"There's going to be a war. The shopkeeper looked a little lonely, and then returned to normal, still grinning and smirking.

"What's going on?" Ling Feng frowned.

"I don't know why the Hongfeng Empire insists on starting a war, I heard that the second prince has a holiday with their prince. Ling Feng was shocked.

What's going on?

Could it be that the dream is not over yet, but he carefully observed the surroundings, and there was nothing unusual, and the shopkeeper was fine.

He was puzzled, but quickly relieved.

After all, the dead soul of Huaguo Mountain has always lived there, even if it is on the verge of death, it is not difficult to obtain information from the outside world.

And it all makes sense.

"This desert where the capital of the Aolai country is located belongs to the central area of the Aolai country, why doesn't the war stick to the frontier, but instead move closer to here?"

"Hehe, Xiao Er, if you talk again, believe it or not, Lao Tzu pinched you to death. One of the several big men on the side stood up, looked at Ling Feng viciously, and then opened his mouth to threaten.

"You kid is not a spy of the Hongfeng Empire. Several big men approached Ling Feng, their eyes cold.

The shopkeeper shrank back, didn't reply, lowered his head and continued to make tea.