With a pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, Chang Feng was awakened by freezing. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

......The pain in his thigh made him clench his teeth, and he glanced left and right, and found that he was still in the ice and snow wasteland, and then looked at the thigh where two blood holes had been broken, and a piece of flesh was missing and still had blood juice.

"It doesn't seem like I've been in a coma for long. With a secret sigh in his heart, Chang Feng quickly recalled his previous experience in his mind.

The two-headed soul electric mink brought him an unprecedented life and death crisis, and after a fight, he successively urged the Xuanbing Palm and the Xuantian Sword Technique, Chang Feng originally thought that he could destroy the two-headed soul electric mink, but he didn't expect the two-headed soul electric mink to burst out with unexpected combat power.

One burst out of the god disturbing talent, which made him fall into a coma, and the other was hit by a Xuan Ice Palm, originally thought that he would definitely die, but the root of the soul electric marten growing in the ice and snow wasteland made it support the power of the Xuan Ice Palm, and he gave himself a ruthless blow when he was dying.

Two sharp claws pierced his thighs, and bit himself hard, although he didn't bite the bones above his thighs, Chang Feng could clearly feel that there were cracks on his thigh bones, and the pain was unbearable.

However, it was also fortunate that this soul electric mink hit him with a dying blow to him, which made him wake up from his slumber, otherwise, the soul electric mink that was held by him was likely to launch a fatal blow to him, and at that time, his mind fell into a trance, and the claws of the soul electric marten in his hand were aimed at his neck.

Thinking back on the whole process, Chang Feng suffered pain again and again, and at the same time, he felt like he was in the aftermath of the catastrophe.

"Fortunately, fortunately, next time you have to pay attention to the demon beasts that may produce the power of soul attacks. While Chang Feng sighed in his heart, he also had a new assessment of the attack power of the Xuan Bing Palm: "It seems that the attack power of the Xuan Bing Palm against the demon beasts that grow in the land of ice and snow will be greatly reduced. ”

In the face of the huge iron-backed bear, the Xuan Bing Palm can knock it down with one palm, but the soul electric mink with a small size and similar rank seriously injured him before he died, so it can only show that the soul electric marten that grows in the ice and snow wasteland has an innate ability to counteract the cold power of the Xuan Ice Palm.

Some lessons will be learned after leaving here, and the most important task at the moment is healing.

This time, Chang Feng did not hesitate to take out the Flesh Pill, swallowed it in one gulp, and then stopped the bleeding and healed his injuries, meditated and breathed, and recovered his injuries with all his might.

There is only one Flesh Pill, which is the guarantee of his quick healing, and Chang Feng doesn't want to consume it like this, but this time the injury is too serious, and the time is pressing, and he can't deal with the next regional scene without using it.

Half a day later, Chang Feng's lost mana recovered to a complete victory, with the help of the medicinal power of the Flesh Pill, except for a fist-sized scar on the thigh of the left test, there was a faint pain from time to time, and other small injuries on the body were healed.

The injury on the leg is too serious, and the Flesh Rejuvenation Pill is not a panacea, so it can only be left for a slow recovery in the future.

After examining the injuries on his body, he lifted his left leg, which had not yet fully recovered, and although it was extremely painful, he was able to hold on, and turned to look at the surrounding ice and snow wasteland.

"Calculating the time, I have been in the Phantom Beast Prison for twelve days, and I have spent two areas, but I don't know what kind of area it will be next?" Chang Feng calculated the time in his heart, and at the same time looked forward to the next area.

Chang Feng didn't wait long, as if he had come to the Ice and Snow Wasteland, the void in front of him trembled slightly, and then his eyes went black.

When he reappeared, the cold ice and snow wasteland was gone, and in front of him was a swamp that smelled of putrid acid, surrounded by grass and mud, and in the middle of the swamp were black pools of various sizes.

"Waterhole Swamp, what kind of monster beasts will you encounter this time?" Seeing the scene in front of him, Chang Feng was vigilant in his heart, and turned around and walked towards a hard plateau in the swamp.

Whether it's a waterhole or a swamp, there are demon beasts that must be hidden inside, and once they fall into a swamp or a waterhole, their combat power will inevitably be greatly reduced, and even without the attack of demon beasts, he may bury himself himself, which Chang Feng needs to avoid with all his might.

The swamp was one foot deep and one foot shallow, and Chang Feng's left leg was still secretly painful, but at this time, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and persevere.

The second-order spirit weapon Xuanbing Sword and the Ink Gold Shield had already been stored in the storage bag, and with his current cultivation, it was more appropriate to use the Misty Frost Sword and the Dragon Claw Wood Shield, and he could give full play to the role of the spirit weapon to the extreme.

Holding the Frost Sword in his hand, he looked around vigilantly, and not long after, there was a "rustling" sound in Chang Feng's ears, which was the sound of a demon beast crossing the water and grass.

"Python monsters. After discovering that after entering the swamp, Chang Feng had already sorted out the demon beasts that might appear in the swamp in his mind, and the moment he heard this voice, he immediately made a judgment.

Chang Feng did not stop looking, but slightly urged his divine sense, vigilant and quickly ran towards the high ground not far away.

With a "whoosh......" sound, a rapid sound pierced the void.

The python, which was more than a foot long and had thick arms, opened its mouth and rushed towards him.

Listening to the wind and distinguishing the sound, Chang Feng waved the fog and frost sword in his hand, the cold ice sword technique was urged, the sword light flashed, and with a "snap", the python that was more than a foot long was then cut into two sections, and it was destroyed.

"Black anaconda. While killing the python, Chang Feng glanced sideways slightly, and couldn't help but be extremely nervous, and he didn't want to directly urge a vacant talisman, three feet above the ground, and slid directly to the high ground not far away.

Black water pythons, python group monsters, a group of a few hundred, more than a few thousand, the most powerful existence can break through to the third order to become an existence comparable to a monk of the Jiedan, biting, binding, whipping...... has a lot of fighting talents, and the scales all over his body have good defensive power.

When encountering one or two such demon beasts alone, even if it is a second-level demon beast, Chang Feng is not afraid, but if he is caught in the siege of a group of hundreds or even thousands of demon beasts, even if Chang Feng's strength is strong, he will end up trapped and killed.

"Hiss ......"

Not long after Changfeng stayed on the swampy heights, three or four hundred black anacondas, large and small, emerged from the surrounding swamp pools, most of them were only more than one zhang long and arm thick, and some were as long as three zhang of bowl mouth thickness.

The rising python's head stood upright, and the black snake letter confided, and the sound of "hissing" rang out.

This is not the most important thing, what is more important is that in addition to the three or four hundred in front of him, more python heads emerged from the swamp in the distance, densely packed like raised black wooden stakes, and the wind was also dizzy when he saw it.

"Six-headed second-order black anaconda. After sweeping a circle of three or four hundred black water anacondas that were constantly approaching him, Chang Feng noticed a few second-order black anacondas with a bowl mouth, and he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart.

For Chang Feng, the second-order Black Water Python Fang was the existence that threatened him the most.

"Is it another arduous war of attrition?" Seeing that six second-order black water anacondas directly appeared among the three or four hundred pythons, Chang Feng stood with his sword and put a question mark on his conjecture.

"Hiss. With a sharp and powerful whisper, the Black Anaconda launched an attack on him.

Black anacondas, large and small, bowed their bodies and spat letters, and launched a charge about ten zhang away from Changfeng.

Looking at the dense black water pythons like flat shoulders, surging towards him from all sides, Chang Feng was also dizzy, but quickly stabilized his mind and brandished the Misty Frost Sword.

The figure flickered, and the sword danced with frost.

One by one, the black anaconda was cut into two sections, and the blood flowers were exposed one by one, but more black anaconda surged up after him.

The black anaconda was like a fluttering black ribbon, trying to wrap around Chang Feng's body and bind him, but what Chang Feng had to do was not to let any black anaconda come close to his body.

Time was passing, and the black water python was killed no less than a hundred, and the dark black snake blood sprayed on Chang Feng's body, pouring it into a bloody man.

Half an hour, an hour...... Three hours later, the black anaconda was still attacking, and its number did not decrease in the slightest.

There was not a single corpse of a black anaconda on the high ground, but the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

In the midst of the battle, Chang Feng didn't want any black anaconda to attack within two feet of his body, but his ideas were good, but he often couldn't get his way.

Dozens of hundreds of black water pythons attacked Chang Feng together, and there were always a few that broke through the defense of the Frost Sword, and the snake head and snake tail slammed on his body, and a black water python bit his shoulder and tore open the wound.

Whenever Chang Feng had to urge spells or spirit runes to kill the approaching black water python with powerful means, so as not to put himself in a more dangerous situation.

Although mana is saved, after half a day, Chang Feng is already panting, and the mana consumption has reached a limit, and more importantly, most of the various spirit runes have also been consumed, but the black water python has no sign of decreasing.

Until now, Chang Feng finally understood why, in the history of Xuantian Sect, in the past ten thousand years, a total of more than 3,000 disciples were imprisoned in this phantom beast prison for half a month, but in the end, only twenty-seven came out alive.

Not to mention the crisis of the dense forest and mountain stream and the strangeness of the ice and snow wasteland, those two places are probably about to kill most of the disciples who entered, even if some people pass through those two areas and come to this waterhole swamp, facing this black anaconda in the sky, I am afraid that there are very few existences that can last for two days.

And those who persist for three days, that is, those rare existences, Xuantian Sect recognized as promising stars of hope.

A sword cut off two first-order black anacondas, and Chang Feng looked at the six second-order black anacondas around him.