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Lan Feng's eyes were slightly dull, he had just absorbed the spiritual power of hundreds of high-grade spirit stones, and it was not easy to erase the divine sense in the Qing Tribulation and successfully refine it. However, at the moment when the Qing Tribulation Sacrifice was successful, Lan Feng's divine sense, which had already reached the limit, also collapsed.

Of course, he was able to defeat the Ghost Valley Yuan's infant divine sense, and without the help of the blood Gu in his body, it would be impossible.

After a long time, he finally came to his senses, and his face gradually became bloody.

"The divine consciousness in this Qing Tribulation is really terrifying! At that time, the divine consciousness of the cloth cloth dao chief jin dan period did not consume much energy on me, presumably the master i met that day was many times stronger than the cloth cloth dao chief. At least it's the infancy. Lan Feng took a few deep breaths, looked at the lightning on the thorn ball, and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with palpitations.

"No, my consciousness has collapsed, and it will be impossible to send it out again for a while, and the most important thing now is to breathe and recuperate. When the recovery is almost complete, you can try to control this terrifying green calamity. Lan Feng muttered to himself, grabbed the thorn ball with lightning and quickly threw it into the storage bag.

Then he sat cross-legged on the floor, his eyes closed and his breath breathing. The last remaining trace of divine thought led him into the dream space.

The reason why the whole person does not enter the colorful space is mainly because there is no limit to the time when his divine consciousness enters the colorful space.

He has now passed the Bigu period and has entered the rotation period, and he does not need to eat to maintain his physical strength.

In this way, in the dream space, it took a full sixteen years to recover only the divine consciousness, that is, two years in the real world.

On this day, Lan Feng opened his eyes while meditating. There was a sparkle in his eyes that he had never seen before.

In two years, the candles in the cave mansion have only burned half, and the things in the cultivation realm are really extraordinary.

"I've been suffocated to death, it's been sixteen years, my consciousness has long been restored, and I still have a long way to go, it's time to go out and breathe. Lan Feng stood up and walked slowly towards the entrance of the cave.

As he walked, he used his spiritual power, and the ghost hand stretched out, and with a loud "boom", a large stone blocking the entrance of the cave was pulled out by the invisible big hand and rolled aside.

"Although the crazy master is a little weird, this ghost trick is indeed powerful. When I cultivate to a state where I can move my heart at will without pinching the trick, the power should not be underestimated. Lan Feng muttered to himself, and the autumn wind came in from the outside the moment the boulder fell, making a whistling sound.

The cold wind blew the clothes on Lan Feng's body with a "pop".

He hadn't breathed the breath of nature for a long time, so he walked straight out of the cave and wandered around, observing all the changes that had taken place in the outside world in the past two years.

The door of Cave No. 266 next to him was already covered with cobwebs, and the king must have never come out since the last retreat.

Lan Feng smiled helplessly, and before he knew it, he came to an empty bush.

In autumn, the leaves of the shrub have long since withered and yellowed and fall to the ground, leaving only bare branches. It was the beginning of the month, and the crescent moon hung high in the sky, like a sharp scimitar, exuding an eerie luster.

Lan Feng couldn't help but feel a little sad when he looked at this bleak scene, leaning on a slightly thick shrub, looking at the moon in the sky in a daze.

He didn't notice that not far from him, there was a pair of eyes staring directly at his every move.

It didn't take long for these eyes to get closer and closer to him.

Lan Feng also noticed the abnormality, but he didn't look back, and quietly put his hand on the storage bag.

After a long time, the people behind him did not move, and there seemed to be no hostility.

Lan Feng didn't let his guard down because of this, his hand was still tightly gripping the storage bag, as long as there was any movement from that person, he would definitely take this opportunity to test the power of the combination of Qingjiao and Thorn Ball.

After a long silence, the person behind him finally spoke.

"Senior brother......" spoke in a woman's voice.

When Lan Feng heard these two words, he put his hand down from the storage bag, turned his head to see that it was indeed Mo Li, and said, "Senior Sister Mo Li, you don't want to retreat, what are you doing here?"

"I ...... I was so panicked in the cave that I wanted to come out to see the stars, but I didn't expect my senior brother to be there. Moli lowered his head.

"Also, the dark cave is really not interesting, and it is also good for cultivation to come out and relax properly. Now it is the beginning of the month, the moonlight is not very bright, and there are naturally more stars in the sky. Lan Feng raised his head and looked at the countless stars in the sky, which was a special taste.

"Senior brother, in two years, your cultivation has increased a lot. Mo Li looked up at Lan Feng.

"Well, it is now the seventh layer of the Qi Condensation Period, and I believe that on the day of the exit, it should not be a big problem to reach the Great Perfection of the Qi Condensation Period. Out of vigilance, Lan Feng hid his true strength that was now in the Rotation Period.

Mo Li nodded lightly and said to himself, "I'm already in the second layer of the Qi Condensation Stage now. ”