"Just to save the monster who once killed him and kill him?" Wuluan thought about this ridiculous thing countless times in his heart, and felt ridiculous for his stupidity and sad fate.
And Cheng Feng vaguely remembered this person named Wuluan, but was surprised that this person who had nothing to do with them would also appear here. He didn't want to ask why, because he didn't like this screaming at first glance. People, he just glanced at him coldly, then turned his head to the side.
"Go away!" Cheng Feng said to them with his eyes closed.
"All right?" Jie Lan was worried that Chengfeng would not be able to withstand Yan Linjian's deprivation of his power.
"I don't like being obstructed." Cheng Feng's low voice made everyone present feel dull.
Everyone retreated to the left corner, expecting a miracle to happen.
Chengfeng opened his eyes, looked up at the top of the cave where there was no exit, and began to slowly pull out the Yanlin Sword.
The red spirit began to haunt the Yanlin Sword, and this humble rust sword came to life in Chengfeng’s hands again. When everyone heard the low roar of Qihun attached to the Yanlin Sword, their hearts were lifted. stand up.
The red soul aura wraps around Chengfeng’s arms like fireworks, as if consuming the power in his body as food. The more it is swallowed, the red soul aura will become stronger and stronger. When the soul aura becomes bloody, Chengfeng will wave. He lifted the Yanlin Sword, leaped vertically, and pierced toward the top of the cave.
The red spirit suddenly turned into the look of a beast, and it rushed straight to the top of the cave. The explosion-like power made the entire cave shake. When the soul touched the top of the cave, the rock on the top of the cave began to crack, and the gravel and soil continued to move. When you saw that the roof of the cave was about to be opened by the soul, suddenly a dazzling white light shining in from the roof of the cave, counterattacked back like the force of the invisible ocean tide, and the invisible force forced the soul. go back. Lin Soul began to strike Cheng Feng in the opposite direction. When Cheng Feng saw this situation, he wanted to let go of the Yan Lin Sword, but his hands and sword seemed to be merged into one, and he couldn't let go.
In that instant, the spirit energy enveloped Chengfeng's whole body. Chengfeng could only feel the creaking sound of the joints on his body. The last violent pain spread directly to the heart, and Chengfeng's consciousness gradually became chaotic. Falling to the ground, fainted. The Yanlin Sword in his hand also returned to its original state of rusty iron.
Jie Lan Qixue rushed to Chengfeng, shook him, and shouted: "Hey, how are you, hello, do you hear us talking?"
There was no response, even the breath was so weak.
"He will be fine, no." Qi Xue shed tears again.
"It's all my fault, if I let him try, it wouldn't happen." Jie Lan blamed herself.
The black pig was afraid that Lan would be too sad, so he walked to her and comforted: "Lan, it's none of your business. Don't be too sad. Chengfeng is willing to do this for everyone to get out alive.
"Go out alive?" Jie Lan had no hope. "This idea was ridiculous from the beginning. I thought that there would be a way to get out, but I didn't expect to harm him."