As soon as the other self finished speaking, from the dark sky, an iron chain extended again, binding the other self.

Seeing this, Yu Chengfeng's pupils contracted, he hated why he was so weak, and this mantra was so tenacious.

He originally came to the spirit world of Cold Wind, but he just wanted to test the mantra first. But when he saw his other self being tied up like this, his skin was dry and bloodless, which made him want to lift the spell immediately.

When he broke a chain, he thought there was hope for him to break the curse, but at this time, the chain that had grown again undoubtedly made him feel hopeless.

He was not willing to leave like this, and he planned to exert his strength again.

But when he looked high into the dark sky, four other crimson chains stretched out from there, bound towards him.

"Let's go!" the other self almost roared, if Yu Chengfeng was also tied up by iron chains, I am afraid that this heart spell would be even more difficult to lift.

Yu Chengfeng's body was stunned, and his expression was confused, until the four iron chains were about to extend to his hands and feet, and his body suddenly disappeared from this space.

After he disappeared, the blue flame in the skull's eyes gradually extinguished, the temperature of the iron chain also dropped, and Yu Chengfeng, who had been tied here, tilted his head and fell asleep. Once again, calm and darkness are restored.

In the real world, Yu Chengfeng and Leng Feng opened their eyes at the same time, and both of them spurted out a mouthful of black blood, and then gasped violently.

"Are you okay!" Yue'er hurriedly walked to the side of the big cold wind and held the body that the cold wind was about to fall.

And Yu Chengfeng fell to the ground immediately, staring at the sky in a daze with wide eyes. At this moment, he could not feel the wind on the top of the mountain, nor could he feel the nearby sounds, nor could he feel his own presence. Except for the spontaneous, rapid breathing. If his whole being is gone.

Seeing this, Xuanqing Daoist kicked his feet, quickly flew to Yu Chengfeng's side, helped Yu Chengfeng's body up, and then used a pure spiritual power in his palm to pat Yu Chengfeng's back. is pouring this essence of spiritual power into Yu Chengfeng's body.

Over the past year, Yu Chengfeng has become weaker and weaker, and as an incarnate body, he has been able to survive for so long entirely because of the unwillingness in his heart. He had to see the deity regain his true nature before he could let go of this breath, otherwise he would not dare to die, for fear that once he died, the deity would lose his true nature forever.

Firm will though is the reason for his immortality. But if no one instilled spiritual power in him, I am afraid that no matter how strong his willpower is, he will not be able to last so long.

I have to say that everyone Yu Chengfeng knows is very good to him. Once they saw that Yu Chengfeng's physical condition was problematic, they would unreservedly infuse Yu Chengfeng with pure spiritual power, just like a Xuanqing Daoist like this.

Yu Chengfeng, who was helped up by the Xuanqing Daoist, hung down weakly with his hands, feet and head, as if he didn't need any strength at all.

Xuanqing Daoist locked his eyebrows, and his forehead was full of dense sweat. He was quite anxious in his heart, afraid that Yu Chengfeng would be too seriously injured this time. It can't be saved.

And there is an immortal sword in the cold wind soul body, and it will soon recover. Seeing that Yu Chengfeng's life was hanging by a thread, he quickly summoned an immortal sword and continuously poured spiritual power into Leng Feng's body.

After a quarter of an hour like this, Yu Chengfeng's originally immobile body shook violently. Then he took a deep breath violently, but as he inhaled, he choked on the blood gushing out of his throat.

"Cough-cough-cough"

Yu Chengfeng coughed violently, and black blood kept coughing out of his mouth. His eyes were bloodshot, as if they were about to pop out. His face was unusually white, and his muscles were exposed, and the blood seemed to be about to explode his head.

After coughing, Yu Chengfeng let out a long breath and closed his eyes. Then he began to open his mouth to regulate his breathing, and his throat continued to squirm.

Seeing that Yu Chengfeng was out of danger, Leng Feng also relaxed, when Yu Chengfeng walked into his spiritual world just now, it reminded him of a lot of past events, although these past events have become blurred since Yu Chengfeng left his spiritual world, but he really wants to find these back.

And in order to retrieve these, Leng Feng thinks that he must rely on Yu Chengfeng's divine consciousness, and only if Yu Chengfeng's divine consciousness is somehow implicated in his spiritual world, can Yu Chengfeng's divine consciousness easily enter and exit Leng Feng's spiritual world.

After a while, Yu Chengfeng's face was obviously much better. If it weren't for the presence of Xuanqing Daoist today, I'm afraid Yu Chengfeng would have died a long time ago.

"I'll keep a sword inside you, it might increase your lifespan. After Leng Feng said, he pointed his two fingers at Yu Chengfeng, and then the suspended immortal sword turned into a green light and drilled into Yu Chengfeng's body.

With the arrival of this sword, Yu Chengfeng's originally mutilated and lifeless weapon has changed a lot, and there is no doubt that this immortal sword has added a lot of vitality to this mutilated weapon.

Yu Chengfeng finally came to his senses, he slowly opened his eyes, first nodded at the cold wind, and then turned his back and looked at the Xuanqing Daoist, and said

"Thank you for renewing my life again. ”

Xuanqing Daoist nodded lightly, then stood up and said

"Excuse me, after so many years of suffering, what are you talking about? ”

Whether it was out of what Yu Chengfeng had done to the Wufu Sect over the years, or the righteousness of tribulation, the Xuanqing Dao people felt that it was completely obligatory to help Yu Chengfeng.

"It's best not to use your sense these days, you know. ”

After Yu Chengfeng nodded, Xuanqing Daoist waved his sleeves and said

"Poor Dao went first. ”

After saying that, the Xuanqing Daoist kicked under his feet, turning into a ray of light and rushing in the direction of the palace of the Wuxuan Sect.

Yu Chengfeng sighed heavily, propped one hand on his knees, and stood up.

He looked in the direction of the Wufu Sect's palace for a long time, and then turned back to Leng Feng and said

"Do you want to stay and practice, or what?"

Leng Feng stood in place, his eyes on the ground and pondered, and it was only after a long time that he spoke

"Presumably, with my current strength, I am not the opponent of the Infant Daoist at all, so let's stay. ”

Leng Feng clenched his teeth, perhaps his hatred for the Infant Daoist was deeper than that of Yu Chengfeng.

Yu Chengfeng nodded and said

"Well, well, I need to find a place to sleep first, although my body has recovered now, my consciousness has not recovered, and I always feel very sleepy. ”

Yu Chengfeng pinched the seal, and was really about to leave, but saw a ray of light flying quickly from the distant sky.

The color of this light was red, and Yu Chengfeng guessed that the person flying in was the floating cloud.

Soon, Fuyun came to Yu Chengfeng's approach, he first nodded to Leng Feng and Yue'er, and then said

"Riding the wind, it's not good, twenty-seven of the thirty-one people in Tibet suddenly flew away quickly, and I don't know where they are going. ”

(To be continued.) )