In the early morning, the sun rises in the east, and everything is renewed. The morning light stained the sky red, and the earth awoke from its slumber.

On the hazy waters, a long rainbow was erected, with the warm wind blowing, the clouds and mist fluttered, and the rainbow was even more twisted and twisted, looking like the true Yang Sect Daoist Divine Gate, extremely mysterious.

The water area is five miles away, on the peak that is independent of the mountains, the golden light rises from the top, and the fairy mist surrounds it, if you look at it from a distance, you still think that there is a strange treasure on the top of this mountain.

But when I got closer, there was a peaceful figure sitting in the golden light, and this person was the cold wind.

The speed at which he absorbed the aura was much faster than that of Yu Chenglong and Ge Ping, so much so that the golden light on his body covered up the light emitted by the other two.

He thought that the pain in his right arm would affect his mind in meditation, but as time passed, he gradually got used to the pain in his right arm, and if he didn't pay attention, he seemed to have forgotten the existence of the Huoyun arm long ago.

At this time, the amount of equipment that is considered useless by many people is boiling, since the world of the soul body and the spiritual power in the instrument hold each other, the amount of the instrument can absorb the spiritual energy excluded from the soul body, so as to improve the quality of the spiritual power of the soul body, but also let the amount of equipment have a continuous growth.

As the spiritual power continued to impact the energy of the instrument, the golden light on Leng Feng's body flickered and flickered, and the aura was also unstable.

After Yu Chenglong and Ge Ping felt this breath, they hurriedly stood up separately, and they also expected that the cold wind was at a critical moment at this moment, and if someone came to disturb it, it would only be a waste of their previous efforts.

For this, Ge Ping was okay, but Yu Chenglong shook his head helplessly, at this critical moment of breaking through the Great Realm, Leng Feng didn't even find a safe place to break through near this True Yang Sect. This is undoubtedly a very unwise act.

The boiling spiritual power in the cold wind vessel became more and more intense, but even so, in the midst of the spiritual power's constant chaos, the Netherworld Flower was still calm and waveless, and it was not affected by the condition of the artifact in the slightest.

There is a space of more than ten miles in size, like the inside of a huge balloon. It was constantly inflated by the continuous influx of aura

The cold wind has always been dual-minded, even if it is not settled, in normal times, the soul body is constantly absorbing the surrounding aura, but how can the soul body want to enter the next level, the aura required is too much, and the aura that can be left by the soul body is also pure, and it also needs to be filtered from the soul body, soul sword, and Tai Chi before it can be transformed into spiritual power.

And those that have not been transformed into their own aura. It flowed into the volume of the instrument independently, increasing day by day, and the volume of the instrument had already reached a bottleneck.

In order to break through the bottleneck, the cold wind must absorb a huge amount of spiritual energy to break through the volume. Since he didn't have time before, he had kept the device in place, and today he decided to rush through the barrier with one go.

The cold wind lasted for an hour. Suddenly, I saw that his eyebrows were tightly locked, and his forehead was dripping with sweat. The body floated in the air on its own, trembling violently.

"Who's near my True Yang Sect!"

A word came from the distance, which distracted the cold wind, and a mouthful of essence blood spurted out of his mouth, and blood spilled from his nose. His body trembled faster and faster, and the blood vessels all over his body were also at this moment. It gradually turns black from the heart, and gradually spreads to all parts of the body.

"You--mine, mine," an old and weak voice sounded in his body, and he kept bewitching the cold wind, so that the cold wind couldn't concentrate at all.

Yu Chenglong saw that Leng Feng's eyebrows were getting tighter and tighter, and his face was painful. The whole heart hung in the air, and he really wanted to wake up the cold wind, but at this moment of breaking through the realm, if he disturbed it any more, I was afraid that the cold wind would go crazy.

Yu Chenglong's expression was anxious and solemn, he stared into the sky, and could feel that two breaths were approaching this side, so he said to Ge Ping on the side

"We had to stop them halfway. ”

After saying that, Yu Chenglong flew towards the water, and Ge Ping sighed heavily, with a slight complaint in his eyes, but he still flew away with Yu Chenglong.

After a few moments, the blood vessels on the cold wind head were exposed, some of them even swelled to the size of a finger, while others were as small as spider silk. In the originally crimson blood vessels, a black inexplicable substance slowly spread along the inside of the blood vessels on the cold wind face

Suddenly, the cold wind opened his eyes, and a demonic red light shot out, and a violent aura suddenly surged out of his whole body. Those crimson eyes looked extremely crazy and bloodthirsty, and because of this, the expression on Leng Feng's face became hideous and terrifying.

But all this happened in an instant, and the cold wind's eyes were forced to close again, and the black blood vessels on his face were slowly fading.

Just now, he almost fell into the devil, because of the words of the person in the far sky, he disrupted the cold wind that was about to break through the realm, and made the cold wind confused. But thanks to the strong willpower of the cold wind, which resisted the chaotic power caused by the backlash, once a person is invaded by this chaos, he will evolve into a demon, completely lose himself, and become a bloodthirsty and thoughtless demon.

Even at this moment, the cold wind suppressed the demon that was almost formed, but that chaotic mood was still constantly colliding with the cold wind's divine sense, which also made the exposed blood vessels on his head sometimes turn black, and sometimes return to normal.

For some reason, although there had been confusion in the past when I realized the Dao, it was not as strong as it was at the moment

"Huh—why don't you let go? live so tired, why don't I help you live, I can make you immortal, exist in the ten thousand ways"

The old and weak voice sounded again from the spirit world of the cold wind, and the cold wind only felt that he was in a darkness, no matter which side was like a bottomless abyss, which made him dare to be confused and terrifying.

"Who are you, why are you blocking me from breaking the way?" Leng Feng had never been timid, but at this moment, he was completely afraid, afraid of the darkness in front of him, and the strange voice in the unknown.

"Me?" the old voice paused for a moment, then came again.

"It doesn't matter who I am, all living beings are suffering, if you let me help you live, your suffering will disappear! Come, break free from the sea of suffering! Let me bear all the pain!"

The voice revealed a sense of desolation and helplessness, not pretending to be a tone, but there was a sense of sadness.

The cold wind snorted softly, causing the soul body to wake up suddenly, and said lightly to the voice in the darkness

"You're not qualified to live for me!"

Suddenly, this dark world was shattered, and in reality, the cold wind awakened the soul body to help break through.

Suddenly, an incomparable momentum erupted from the cold wind, forming a turbulent current that swept all the grass and trees on the top of the peak.

In the thick dust of rocks, a figure slowly stood up (to be continued.) )