The cold poison flowed unimpeded, all the way down the river, and the bone-chilling chill emanated from the inside out, making his body stiff. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Gu Feng grabbed seven or eight medicinal herbs, stuffed them into his mouth, and swallowed them into his stomach after chewing a few casually.

The warm current rose quickly, but it also disappeared quickly, and the cold poison only stagnated for a moment, and then continued to swim.

"Childe, are you okay?" Hua Fen forced a cold spirit to open and asked with some concern.

Gu Feng didn't answer, and once again grabbed out dozens of medicinal herbs and kept throwing them into his mouth.

The cold spirit here and the weirdness of this place are simply terrifying, without the slightest preparation, this cold spirit does not need to pass through the wound, directly through the cold current impact, it is to make the ancient wind cold poison.

"Careless!"

Without the barrier of true qi spiritual power, the cold poison became the only energy in his body, and it was like entering a no-man's land, spreading wildly.

In the body of the ancient wind, the cold and poisonous cold currents of the heat flow of the medicinal herbs violently impacted, causing the veins and meridians of the ancient wind to swell for a while, piercing out bursts of stinging pain.

"No, these ordinary medicinal herbs don't have them at all. Gu Feng quickly took out a thousand-year-old medicinal herb, and was about to throw it into his mouth, but he was suddenly stunned.

The core of the mountain, which had not moved for a long time, moved again at this time.

The cold current, which was originally manic and chaotic, was like a docile little snake at this moment, and then poured into his dantian.

In an instant, the chill on Gu Feng's body was swept away, and the remaining medicinal herbs made his body warm for a while.

Just when he thought that was all there was to it, the core of the mountain moved again, and a stream of crystal energy flowed out of it.

"Is this?" Gu Feng wondered, "Could it be the cold poison from before?"

Other than that, Gu Feng couldn't think of what this mountain core would spit out.

At this time, the cold poison was no longer harmful, and it flowed meekly in the body of the ancient wind.

Gu Feng smiled bitterly, there seemed to be another thing in his body.

Gu Feng Neng clearly felt that he could control this energy freely, and in this environment, he was still absorbing the cold air outside, slowly growing.

Gu Feng's eyes lit up, and since then, he has never felt the effect of the cold snap here on him, which can be regarded as a blessing in disguise.

"Brother Chu, get out of the way!" Gu Feng jumped up, and the giant sword fell.

Chu Yuanji did not hesitate at all, as soon as Gu Feng's voice came out, his body turned around and left in one step.

"Bang!"

The greatsword struck the cold spirit's skull without missing a beat.

Although this cold spirit was powerful, it still couldn't block the power of a single sword and turned to pieces.

A spar was revealed, which was put away by the ancient wind.

After a slight pause, Gu Feng looked at the other place, the Qingfeng Sword had already killed the cold spirit.

"Keep going, keep up!"

The teams behind him were also fighting and marching, closely following behind Gu Feng.

"Ahead, there should be a way out, right?" everyone looked forward to it.

There are obviously fewer cold spirits, because those cold spirits of a slightly lower level are not chasing after them, they seem to be afraid of something?

Fear? Gu Feng's heart froze, and he suddenly looked ahead.

The indomitable brave man stopped again at this time, but his face showed a solemn look for the first time.

Gu Feng C had a pimple in his heart, and the real character finally appeared.

Han Ling, who was standing in front of the man, looked a little lean, with a pair of crystal eyes shining with a faint light, and a popsicle in his hand was rarely!

And in front of Gu Feng, there was also such a cold spirit!

It is different from other cold spirits, as if it has spiritual intelligence, the long stick of ice in its hand is enough to be the length of a person, and the killing intent is Ling Ran.

It's strange and hard to imagine that a cold spirit would choose a long stick as a weapon.

Such a cold spirit made the Qingfeng Sword man, who was strong and had always been extremely brave, show solemnity.

Gu Feng's eyes were staring tightly ahead, fully guarded.

Facing it, Gu Feng felt a terrifying pressure, surging like a tidal sea, making him feel almost suffocated.

Gu Feng didn't have the slightest idea of facing it alone, he wanted to look at Chu Yuanji, but his heart was cold.

I don't know when, those ordinary cold spirits actually rushed out at this time, overwhelming the sky and scattering everyone.

At this moment, all the cold spirits really erupted suddenly.

At a glance, the eyes were full of cold color, and this fragile team, under the impact of the cold spirits in the sky, was vulnerable and was torn to pieces.

Such a scene seemed to be a merciless mockery of his previous words.

Chu Yuanji saw it, and he was also caught in the mud of countless cold spirits, and a jade sword was extremely sharp, easily tearing every cold spirit in front of him.

But what is helpless is that there are too many cold spirits, compared to the total number, it is like a drop in the dime, and every time there is a vacancy, there are often a bunch of cold spirits to continue to fill it.

"Gu Feng!" Chu Yuanji looked at this with both eyes, revealing an anxious expression.

Gu Feng was silent, he seemed to have received special treatment, and he was facing a level of cold spirits opposite the Qingfeng Sword man, and there was no one around, just endless cold spirits.

Suddenly, he showed a smile and shook his head at Chu Yuanji.

Chu Yuanji was stunned for a moment, nodded, and said no more words, everything was silent.

"Am I afraid?" He is not a god, how can he not be afraid when he is in real danger.

The sword is in your hand!

What right do you have to be afraid!

"Bang!" there seemed to be something broken in my heart.

The sword is clearly in the hand, but it seems to be in the heart.

"Fight!" Gu Feng's heart was pounding, and his body seemed to tremble.

Only when he fights, he does not feel afraid, forgets his fear, removes everything, and only gets excited...... Or even madness.

All of this is just an instantaneous change.

The long stick of the cold spirit struck for the first time.

"Heavy!" was the first feeling of the ancient wind, followed by a cold snap surging wildly.

It was as if even the air was about to be frozen, and small Xiaoice particles fell down one by one.

The giant sword was as light as nothing in Gu Feng's hand, flying lightly, but it instantly brushed with the popsicle, and with just a slight click, it immediately bounced off.

As a result, the popsicle deflected and hit the other cold spirits on the side, and one by one the cold spirits exploded, like snowflakes opening in the air.

"What a heavy stick!" Gu Feng only touched it slightly, but the terrifying force still frightened him.

The endless cold current, combined with a burst of killing intent, rushed towards him with a head and face, and sank into his body without any accidents.

But he didn't have time to sense, and the popsicle slashed again.

Gu Feng please jump lightly and dodge in time.