The wolf hunting is a cruel means of eating away at the prey little by little, wearing out its physical strength and will, and finally culling and biting......

Fengzhou, the wind roared, and the cold wind rolled up the wind and sand, like a cold knife light, polishing the stone mountains into a thousand strange ......

It was a bone-piercing wind, like a steel knife scraping bones, and the whistling sound was like the roar of a ghost, and it was extremely poignant.

Li Qinglian covered her face with her sleeves, covered her ribs with her palms, and walked with difficulty, the wind blew his black hair to the back of his head, and the sand and dust hit by him was like a steel needle, blowing on his skin tingling.

You can only breathe by covering your face with your sleeves, otherwise it will be extremely difficult to breathe in such a strong wind, and the smell of blood will be everywhere in your nose.

Crystal red blood beads flew by in the wind, and the figures with wings on their backs flew at great speed, their wings breaking through the air, tearing apart the cold wind at an astonishing speed.

Li Qinglian looked back, her eyes were full of gloomy and cold colors, and she turned into extreme thunder light, flickering and disappearing, and disappeared in the blink of an eye at an extremely alarming speed......

At this moment, the people of the Twelve Witch Peaks were hanging far behind, urging the Tianwu Witches to enter the circle, and the effect was naturally amazing.

I saw that the cold wind blew in front of the witches, and it dissipated inexplicably!

In front of the twelve soul snatchers were beads the size of a pigeon's egg, exuding a hazy aura, which was the Wind Fixing Bead.

"Hehe, it's really in the trap......" Candle Yin Soul Snatcher Yin smiled.

"He can't get in, he can't rush out of the current surroundment!"

"The immortal is worthy of being the immortal, the means are all over the sky, so there is still the strength to escape!"

"What about the Immortal, if he enters the eye of the storm, he will die, we only need to collect his escaped life soul power in the outside world!" Dusty Wind sneered, looking extremely confident in the eye of the storm.

"Don't come out of the joke of the ancestral thunder pool again, Lei Gang can be said to have been wiped out, and he also lost the Arctic Heavenly Cabinet, which forced Li Qinglian into the eye of the storm, and he originally disagreed with the plan......"

"Hmph, he naturally disagrees, Li Qinglian died in the eye of the wind, and the Arctic Heavenly Cabinet will not come back......" Fengchen said coldly.

But they can't afford to wait, if they continue to consume like this, maybe Li Qinglian will still miraculously escape, and now that the witch array is about to start, the soul conjuring incense is burning, and without the earth dragon vein, everything will fall short!

Only by forcing it into the eye of the storm is the safest existence!

The eye of the wind is strange, the wind in the entire Fengzhou and even in this world is blown out of the eye of the wind, and the eye of the wind can only go in, not out!

The Tianwu vein once had the peerless power of the Triple Tianyang God of the Yuan Shen to enter the eye of the wind to explore, and he did not return for seven days, and finally the eye of the wind only blew out a tattered white bone, which was the power of the Yuan Shen......

For thousands of years, no one has been able to come out alive after entering the eye of the storm, and only a white skeleton has been blown out, so the dust wind is so confident.

......

After a stone mountain, Li Qinglian leaned there weakly, as it went deeper into Fengzhou, the wind became more and more violent, and the stone mountain was blown and shaken, and there was no choice but to hide behind it and rest for a while!

Tianwu Zhongwu followed closely behind his buttocks, and he couldn't shake it off, like a dogskin plaster.

"What kind of wind is this, why can't the wind play the slightest role here?" Li Qinglian cursed, her brows furrowed.

His shrinkage into inches and the end of the world contain a way of wind, although it is not complete, but with his perception, it is not a problem to deal with a little wind.

But the wind state is different, the wind blowing out is extremely chaotic, not containing the slightest, the wind can't play a role at all, and his soul and seven spirits are all blowing trembling.

If we went further on, the wind was even more violent, and I was afraid that I would be blown to death......

Li Qinglian's eyes were ruthless, looking back at the countless heavenly Wu witches hanging behind her, and said hatefully: "I can't say that I have to fight hard, I don't believe that I can't kill it!"

After saying that, he was covered in blood armor, and as soon as he grabbed it in his hand, he had a dragon spear in his hand, and he stepped wildly towards the stone mountain behind him, and the huge hard stone mountain shattered into endless gravel, flying and smashing with the wind.

Li Qinglian is going to work hard, if he goes any further, he will die, with his current physical state, he simply can't bear it, let alone come back to life, it's better to go back and fight!

It's a big deal that the hole cards are out, the karmic fire has swept the past, and the dead have to pull the witches to accompany the funeral......

Walking with the wind, his body has almost reached the limit, and there is a faint feeling of breaking through the void, facing Li Qinglian who is rushing forward, Tianwu Zhongwu did not have the slightest reaction, they all looked at Li Qinglian as if they were looking at the dead!

He couldn't help but feel shocked, sensing that something was wrong. At that moment, he felt the pervasive wind around him squeeze his body all the time. It's like a steel bar, and it's like a dragon!

Forcefully changed the direction of his impact, and actually went around in a big circle, and brought it back alive......

The look of surprise in Li Qinglian's eyes flashed for a moment, what was the matter? Why did she return to the same place when she was obviously rushing forward?

The unbeliever rushed forward again, and the wind squeezed and blessed the whirlwind, as if an inexplicable force controlled his body.

I just couldn't rush out, and I was brought back......

"Hey, hey, you still want to go out when you're in the eye of the storm?"

"Wait for death, I want to see what the life soul of the fairy looks like!"

"Haha, won't you see it later?"

Tianwu Zhongwu looked at Li Qinglian, who was shocking, with a mocking expression.

And Li Qinglian stopped, panting heavily, her face was extremely ugly, she didn't expect to be so careful, she still caught the way, it seems that the witches are forcing themselves to Fengzhou, just to force themselves into the eye of the storm?

Unconsciously, Li Qinglian was already deeply involved......

A cold light flashed in his eyes, but he didn't believe in this evil, and when he stepped out, the power of the void exploded, but it was a magical power that shrunk into inches.

But at this moment, a wisp of wind blew in, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

"Boom!"

What greeted him was a bitter wind, blowing his body up, smashing the stone mountain, and the cracks behind him spread.

The dough was blown out of shape, his chest was deflated, the wind pressure was too strong, and he was reluctant to move his body, sticking to the stone mountain......

"What's the matter!" Li Qinglian roared in her heart.

He didn't take this step, but he advanced more and more? The wind was much more violent than it had just been.

Just now he took a step, but he was involved in a strong wind, and he changed his direction vividly, and he didn't take a step or say anything, but came inside......

"Boom!"

The stone mountain behind him, which was as hard as pure gold, finally collapsed into the wind, and the wind blew outward, but it rolled his body and went inside.

Li Qinglian's face was hideous, and the aura around her body surged out, but it was instantly torn apart by the wind, and there was no trace of it.

His robe was already torn, naked, the wind became more and more violent, and the rolled wind knife hit his body fiercely, making a dull sound of "bang".

And it's not just the destruction on the **, it goes straight into the inside of the body, blowing his seven souls and one soul endlessly, and he may be blown out of his body at any time.

Once blown out of the body, Li Qinglian can't escape the fate of death, only by reaching the realm of the third double yang god of the Yuan Shen can he resist the impact, the yang god is not afraid, but Li Qinglian doesn't talk about the yang god, he doesn't even have a soul snatch......

Flesh and blood flew away, mixed with a little beads of blood flying along the wind, and in the blink of an eye, his body was blown to the ground, as if there was a lump of rotten flesh hanging on the bone shelf, even the iron ring armor could not play any role in the face of this endless wind!

Li Qinglian gritted his teeth, he knew that it would not work like this, the blue light was bright all over his body, and the lotus seed shining with blood in his heart was bright.

The entire green lotus turned into a blood-red color, and the rolling blood flames burned, but even so, it still failed to resist the impact of the wind, and it was a raging karmic fire, which was also extinguished by the wind.

Li Qinglian was shocked in her heart, the karmic fire red lotus, who had always been invincible, was also useless in the face of the wind at this moment.

The wind swept through the bones, and the sky swirled, and his body swept towards the depths of the eye of the wind at an extremely terrifying speed, and it was gone in the blink of an eye.

The body was already in tatters, the flesh was flying around, and in some places the white bones had been exposed, and even the bones had been blown into bone powder, which was terrifying.

The fire of its life is rapidly weakening, and it will fall in less than a quarter of an hour.

Li Qinglian's eyes were ruthless. The heart of the green lotus that shrouded the whole body was a golden lotus seed that shone brightly, and the golden light was shining all over the world, soaring into the nine skies, like a golden divine sun rising.

The golden light instantly turned the entire green lotus into gold, and Li Qinglian's body fell into the heart of the lotus, and a hazy golden light emanated from the golden lotus, isolating the impact of the wind......

But it has become his only pure land at the moment, Li Qinglian, whose body is in tatters, is lying in the lotus heart, but he is not happy at all, although the wind is resisted, but the price is also very scary.

This golden lotus has another name, that is, the Golden Lotus of Merit, although it is only an illusory shadow, but it contains the true meaning!

The golden light emitted is the golden light of merit, which isolates all things, cannot enter all things, and cannot invade evil spirits......

But the price is that his merit burns wildly, like dry wood meets fire, and obviously it can't last long.

The merit is illusory, the avenue has the virtue of a good life, the so-called saving a life is better than creating a seven-level floating slaughter, saving people will have merit, killing people will have karmic results. Right and wrong, black and white. The self-owned avenue is cut off.

It's ethereal, but it's real!

The merit is immeasurable, and the luck will be eternal, and if the karmic fruit is heavy, the bad luck will increase.

Where does Li Qinglian have any merit now? So not enough to stuff her teeth now, the karmic fruits are thick and tight!

To say that Qinglian's soul is still there, his merits are immeasurable, and this merit Golden Lotus has always been lit, but now that he has reshaped his soul and started all over again, where does the merit come from, he doesn't have the leisure to do good deeds......

Lying on top of the golden lotus of merit, Li Qinglian's face was full of sadness, and her own merits were decreasing more and more, but the karmic fruits were thick and boundless, and they had reached the point where the ghosts were howling bitterly and the souls were haunted.