This is Ling Feng, when he took Yan Ling to dodge, because he was beyond his own strength, and the injury he suffered, if he changed to the past, he could rest for a while at most, and he would be able to heal, because there was the endless support and resistance of the chaotic qi, which was enough to neutralize the poison of this ghost miasma, and even finally cleared it, but Ling Feng was now exhausted in both true power and physical strength, and it could be said that he was in the most vulnerable moment, without the support of real power, the poison of this miasma was naturally driven straight in, unstoppable, and the toxin spread in Ling Feng's body, if it was not cured in time, I don't know what the consequences would be。

This now seems to be a kind of irony, Ling Feng originally guessed what the consequences would be if an ordinary monk was caught by this claw, but now he actually experienced it himself, the hot pain spread to the bone marrow, and purple pus and blood kept coming out, this is the terrible thing about that ghost, in fact, from an objective point of view, the strength of this ghost is not necessarily comparable to Wang Hai, although the spiritual intelligence is higher than that of ordinary ghosts, but it is still far behind, and he does not understand the use of the Tao, the reason why Ling Feng can be forced to almost the end is because of the difficult similarityThe body of the "immortal body" and the untouchable miasma of death on the body.

The current situation is definitely not optimistic, it is true that the ghost is dead, but Ling Feng is in a new round of trouble, it is really a wave of unsettled waves, at this time, the chaotic true power has not had time to recover, the poison of the miasma has already spread to the depths of the flesh and blood, in this way, even if Ling Feng's true power is restored, I am afraid that it will already be powerless, and when the poison of the miasma spreads to the heart, it will be the day of Ling Feng's death.

"This ...... What should I do......" Yan Ling was extremely anxious beside her, but she was helpless, she didn't understand any antidote method, after all, as an immortal cultivator, those toxins generally can't invade the body, even if they enter the body, they will be instantly swallowed and annihilated by true power, and the poison that can threaten the life of the monk is not so easy to appear, nor is it so easy to cultivate, which is why there are so few people who cultivate the way of poison in heaven and earth, and the way of poison is regarded by ordinary monks as a side door, and the cultivation is a great achievement, naturally there is an unpredictable power of ghosts and gods, and killing people invisibly, but if you fail to cultivate, it is likely to cut off the immortal path of your life。

And the poison of this ghost's miasma happens to be a toxin that can threaten the monk, and it is not an ordinary poison, Yan Ling's body, there are no pills or other items that can deal with this situation, ordinary elixirs to restore physical strength, treat injuries, and restore true strength, don't even think about it, it must be useless, then, what should I do, leave Ling Feng here, she can't do it anyway, whether it is from the perspective of emotions or interests, she will not give up Ling Feng.

Yan Ling was anxious like an ant on a hot pot and helpless, while Ling Feng himself was forcing himself to stay calm, his true power was exhausted, and he couldn't stop the spread of the toxin at all, but fortunately, Ling Feng still had a hole card, in the Qiankun bag, there were countless pills left by the Xuanji Dao people, and some of the pills were so precious that even the powerhouses of the Yuan Shen Realm would be blushing for them, among them, there was naturally no shortage of pills that could detoxify, and Ling Feng had already checked them one by one, just to deal with this crisis moment.

Ling Feng gasped, raised his eyes and looked at Yan Ling, who was anxious on the side, for some reason, a trace of unbearability rose in his heart, his right hand touched the Qiankun bag worn on his waist, and at the same time, the storage ring flashed, and used the fluctuation of the storage ring to replace the fluctuation of the Qiankun bag, taking the opportunity to take out the detoxification pill, swallowing it in his mouth, the bitter taste spread in his mouth, but the effect was also extremely fast, Xuanji Dao people can be called the top formation masters among the powerhouses of the Yuan Shen Realm, how can the things left behind, how can it be bad, this detoxification pill can only be recognized by Ling Feng with reference to the classics, otherwise, most of the pills are placed there, Ling Feng doesn't know what the effect of these is。

The toxin was quickly contained, but the stubbornness of the poison of this miasma was far beyond Ling Feng's imagination, the most important thing was that Ling Feng was too weak now, and he couldn't even refine the medicinal power, the effect of the elixir was naturally reduced to the lowest point, it could only hinder the spread of the toxin, but could not cure and eliminate, if Ling Feng's body could not recover, then the toxin would sooner or later cross this obstacle and continue to erode Ling Feng's body until it spread to Ling Feng's heart, causing Ling Feng to die.

"Fellow Daoist Ling Feng, are you feeling better?" Yan Ling couldn't help but ask with joy after seeing Ling Feng stuffing a pill into his mouth, his expression improved slightly, but Ling Feng knew that his physical condition was still very bad, this detoxification pill could only have the effect of delaying, and even this toxin could hinder the recovery of Ling Feng's true power, if Ling Feng's true power could not recover for a long time, then the detoxification pill would always fail for a while, and then the toxin would spread at a more rapid speed until Ling Feng died.

"If you can perceive the way of chaos......" Ling Feng said weakly, his eyelids were almost unable to rise, now he was too weak, I am afraid that any transcendent realm cultivator could kill him effortlessly, due to several twists and turns, Ling Feng was now exhausted and was about to fall into a coma, and when he opened his eyes again, he either saw the endless stone forest and the dark and thick sky, or he had come to the Netherworld.

At the last moment of his coma, what Ling Feng finally chose to see turned out to be Yan Ling, and then he stuffed a small pill into his mouth, and his consciousness followed, and he fell into darkness.

"Ling Feng Daoyou, Ling Feng Daoyou, are you okay?Ling Feng Daoyou?Ling Feng Daoyou?!" Seeing that Ling Feng's expression had improved slightly, Yan Ling, who had already put her mind at ease, was helpless again, and shook Ling Feng's body, but Ling Feng did not react, which made her feel extremely anxious.

On the desolate mountain peak, in the endless stone forest, surrounded by a dense army of ghosts, two lonely figures, one has fallen unconscious, while the other can only hover on the peak, and for a while, the whole mountain, the breath of despair, slowly spreads......