A "black man" appeared on the pontoon with a completely black body, a bare head, and only a pair of large pants, this person was a little different, and it seemed a little out of place in the environment, as if this guy had crawled out of the ink. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

But in this regard, Ye Feng is also helpless, if he encounters this situation in the Ten Thousand Realms, he can use the power of cultivation and the elixir of the spirit fruit to make his hair grow back and radiant. But here and now, he really has no choice but to maintain such an honor.

After looking at his appearance, Ye Feng still had a little happiness in his heart, and secretly said that he had kept a pair of big pants, otherwise if he didn't even have a fig leaf, he really didn't have the face to continue to practice, so he could simply trigger the mark and teleport out.

"It's good to be back, I'm finally back alive......"

If you don't experience life and death, you won't have down-to-earth peace of mind. Ye Feng let out a long sigh of relief, looking completely relaxed. However, the pair of dark eyes that rolled from time to time seemed to betray his thoughts, his relaxation was just a appearance, in fact, he was very vigilant.

"If I were the leader of that group, although I had set up a wonderful formation that seemed foolproof, the opponent was very strong, and the strength was strange, and the methods were endless, so such means may not be able to completely kill the opponent. ”

Ye Feng's eyes narrowed, and he muttered: "So, if I am the leading young man, I will definitely lead everyone to continue to bury their hands on the pontoon, even if it can't come in handy, we must take precautions!"

"So...... If my guess is correct, not far ahead, the group of fellows is lying in ambush on both sides of the bridge, and even under it, waiting for me to step into the trap again and deliver the fatal blow to me. ”

Reasoning and judgment is also an important ability for hunters. Ye Feng is thoughtful, especially good at this, and he often uses a method called empathy. Ponder your surroundings in the environment of enemies and prey, and then find out the flaws in your own methods, and then compare and summarize them repeatedly...... Then tear down and rebuild, and work out new plans and programs.

This is also the reason why Ye Feng rarely missed hunting in the Great Wilderness before. The psychology of the prey was all figured out by him, and even what kind of action they were going to take next, how to escape, how to escape, etc., were all guessed by Ye Feng, in such a situation, it was difficult to catch the prey.

Ye Feng turned around and looked behind him, and sure enough, there was endless darkness behind him, he seemed to be on the edge of darkness, in front of him was a strange pontoon bridge across the magma world, and behind him was the darkness that could not see the edge, one hot and one cold, one bright and one dark, and it actually formed a strange balance, which is what makes the magma world different.

"You can only move forward, not backward, because there is no way back......! I didn't even think about going back!"

Ye Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he turned around again. Then he took a deep breath of turbidity, no longer hesitated, and resolutely took the first step, and then took the second step, the third step, and just like that, step by step, he walked forward.

"Knock, knock, knock......"

Ye Feng walked very slowly, and every step fell very strongly, making a loud sound. And his speed is uniform, like a peculiar music, revealing the extraordinary in calm, hiding murderous aura in serenity, this is the footsteps of a warrior, this is the footsteps with fighting spirit.

"Wow!"

A flame bird flapped its wings and fell from the sky, wanting to swallow Ye Feng's head in one bite, but he quickly noticed it and avoided it in time.

"Whew!"

At this time, Ye Feng felt the hot wind from the magma world again, raised his eyes, the magma splashed on both sides of the bridge deck, and there was the breath of a firebird on the lonely peak in the distance, the sky was red, there were no clouds, no sun, there was no day and night here, since ancient times, it was like this, it was always a red sky, a red ocean, full of scorching heat and red light.

Feeling these hot winds, watching the magma waves below rise into the sky, and watching one after another flame birds rush out of the magma and then soar freely, Ye Feng's face couldn't help but show a smile. Unlike the feeling of stepping on the pontoon for the first time before, he knew that there was nothing unusual about this section of the pontoon.

In other words, the group of guys who were going to deal with themselves did not set up an ambush on this section of the pontoon, they were likely to be in the front place, and it was even possible that they were waiting for Ye Feng's arrival before the end.

After making sure that there was no danger from the monk, Ye Feng's speed did not speed up, and he continued to move forward step by step, maintaining the same speed as before. Because his physical strength was completely exhausted in the previous life and death struggle, his calm appearance at this time was completely pretended by him, and his body had actually become an empty shell.

There is no heaven and earth aura to absorb, and there is no food to enjoy, once the physical strength is lost, it is lost forever. In this case, if you want to replenish your physical strength, it is as difficult as a mortal to ascend to the sky.

And as the distance forward became farther and farther, Ye Feng's brows gradually furrowed. At this time, he regretted a little that he hadn't hunted more of that strange big bird before. But after thinking about it carefully, he shook his head decisively, the kind of encounter he had before, even if he brought food, he couldn't keep it.

"What should I do, how can I replenish my strength?"

Without physical strength, without the power of qi and blood, when facing the attacks of hot wind, boulders, magma, and birds, your danger factor will increase significantly. And this is not what Ye Feng is most worried about, even if he successfully survives these crises, but when he encounters that group of teenagers with murderous intentions, how can he resist?

When the time comes, people will be swordsmen, I will be fish and meat, not sheep in the mouth of the tiger, let others take it?

"No, we can't move forward!"

Thinking of this, Ye Feng decisively stopped, decided to meditate on the spot, and used the particularity of his physique to forcibly draw some energy from the surrounding void?

So, his eyes flickered slightly, and then he quietly sat down cross-legged on the pontoon, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Bang!"

A red magma wave rushed from nowhere, slapped directly on Ye Feng's back, lifted his body and turned over more than a dozen times on the pontoon bridge before stopping, and then saw Ye Feng get up from the ground in embarrassment, turned around and looked behind him, his face was very ugly.

"I didn't even let ...... rest"

Ye Feng hated itchy, but he was helpless, every small world has its own rules, and one of the rules of this small world is that you can't rest. (To be continued.) )