"Be careful. Ling Feng said as he dragged his body, which was still far from recovering, grabbed Yan Ling's wrist, and quickly dodged to the side, passing by the ghost claw, which was directly grasped on the rock, and a huge huge rock was corroded into slag, leaving behind a large pool of purple liquid mixture.

"Whew...... ...... "Ling Feng wiped a cold sweat, the situation just now is indeed dangerous, Yan Ling will definitely die, not to mention, I am afraid that he will not be much better, but now, he has finally escaped.

"Ling Feng Daoyou...... What the hell is this?" Yan Ling hadn't come back to his senses yet, and when he saw the corroded rock next to him, he knew that he had been saved by Ling Feng for the third time, but who was it that would attack at this time.

"Damn it, it's tenacious. Ling Feng didn't expect that he had made a mistake again, only to see that in front of the two of them, a hideous ghost with a translucent face that was almost about to melt into the air, dragging its mutilated body, slowly floating, it was the ghost that Ling Feng thought he had killed, but this was not to blame him, after all, under the blow of his fate just now, the ghost was beaten to the point that it no longer even existed, how could he have expected that even so, this ghost was still not dead.

Ling Feng gritted his teeth, now he can't even stand steadily, his real power is exhausted, he can't use it at all, the power of his pure flesh, I'm afraid he can't hurt her at all, although this ghost seems to be on the verge of disappearing, but the other party still has the strength to fight, and now he is almost a wasted person, he can't do anything, he can only lie here and wait for death.

"Damn it. Ling Feng really had the urge to kill at this time, he tried his best to blow it, but he couldn't completely wipe it out, although the other party seemed to only have a wisp of remnant soul left, and he was only exhausted of his true strength and physical strength, judging from the severity of the injury, it was not a degree at all, but God seemed to be deliberately joking with Ling Feng, even if the other party only had a wisp of remnant soul left, the brawl could kill him, but now, he was helpless.

"What to do, what else to do. Ling Feng's brows oozed cold sweat, Dao Fu, he has it, but it lacks power, I'm afraid it can't threaten this ghost at all, although the other party has almost dissipated, but the strength has not weakened, this is one of the characteristics of the ghost, as long as there is still a trace of obsession, as long as it has not dissipated from the world, the strength will remain eternal, it will not weaken, it will only be stronger.

However, the ghost obviously didn't want to give Ling Feng time to think, and dragged the mutilated body, turning into a purple miasma, Ling Feng seemed to have seen the figure of the ghost in the miasma, the crisis of death was approaching Ling Feng.

"Whoosh!" Suddenly, a figure that was completely unexpected by Ling Feng blocked in front of Ling Feng, drawing his sword, the sword body made of ice crystals left a faint ice mist in the air, a blue figure holding a thin sword in his hand, quickly forward, dodging! sprint! Draw the sword! Slash! Everything was between the lightning and flint, the whole movement was like flowing water, the blade of the sword and the purple miasma passed by, the blue figure fell, the sword was retracted, the whole person had a different kind of momentum, that person was Yan Ling, who had been following Ling Feng like a fart!

The purple miasma stopped when it was only less than a meter away from his face, the miasma dissipated, revealing the ghost's body that was almost melted into the air, layers of frost appeared, turning it into an ice sculpture floating in the air, accompanied by a terrible and piercing roar, shattering and falling, turning into ice flowers, slowly floating down, this time, this ghost should be completely gone, disappeared from the world, if he can be resurrected again, then Ling Feng even if he died under her capture, it is not wronged.

"Now...... I guess it's really over. Ling Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and still had some palpitations, cold sweat couldn't stop falling, and at the same time, he didn't forget to look ahead, but he didn't expect that Yan Ling, who was originally just saved by himself, would actually save his life at this time, it seems that the other party is not an idle person.

"Daoist Ling Feng, are you okay. Yan Ling put away his thin sword, trotted over, knelt beside Ling Feng, and asked worriedly.

"Whew...... The ghost is dead, but of course it's all right. Ling Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time glanced at Yan Ling, he didn't expect that he would be saved by her, he originally thought that the other party was just an ordinary member of the crowd, but now it seems that he is really clumsy, and he also owes the other party a favor.

Even so, Ling Feng had forgotten that he had saved Yan Ling's life three times.

In fact, Yan Ling was not an ordinary monk in the first place, otherwise there were more than a dozen people who came to the bottom of this darkness, and there were even two monks of the Void Underworld, why would Yan Ling live to the end, Yan Ling's strength, although it could not be compared with a demon like Ling Feng, but it was by no means an idle person, after all, the talent was not outstanding, but he could cultivate to the peak of the Dao Realm at the age of no more than thirty, and he could also become the inner disciple of Murong Water Pavilion, how could it be simple, but in this place, her strength was indeed not enough, and her mind was far inferior to Ling Feng, resulting in her being Ling Feng's follower so far, but after escaping death many times this time, she encountered Ling Feng, her state of mind has gradually changed.

"Uh...... "Just as the ghost was eliminated and Yan Ling thought that everything was fine, another sudden situation befell the two of them again.

Ling Feng suddenly showed a painful look, and he couldn't stop coughing, and even coughed up blood, which was not an optimistic situation for a monk.

"Daoyou Ling Feng, what's wrong with you?" Yan Ling couldn't help but panic when he saw Ling Feng suddenly like this, forcibly calmed down, and saw the place where Ling Feng's hand was covering, on Ling Feng's shoulder, there were five scratches, and purple pus and blood were constantly coming out, it was Fang Cai, Ling Feng was injured when he rescued Yan Ling, when he rescued Yan Ling, because his true strength and physical strength were exhausted, he was still inevitably scratched by the ghost, because of the tense situation, Ling Feng had been holding back, and he relaxed at the moment, and the injury, the poison of the ghost's miasma, spread in Ling Feng's body!