Chapter 122 Lost



Xu Feng looked coldly at the old woman hiding in the mahogany door. The orange fighting spirit on his body continued to rise, wrapping his whole body like flames.

He didn't dare to touch the mahogany door, because it was clearly recorded in the Nixuan Sect's scriptures that the Taoist monk who died had destroyed a house, and so he died instantly on the spot.

So he used a little bit of wisdom and showed his weakness to the enemy.

He did not use his Yuan power, but directly used the power of Qi and blood.

Moreover, Xu Feng had not used all of his energy and blood before. Instead, he only released the power of three battle energies and was able to be on par with the old woman.

With his current great success in the Blood Tempering Realm, the seventy-five fighting energies formed in his seventy-five bloodlines have merged into one, making him not afraid of being possessed by these strange creatures at all.

Moreover, there was a pale yellow talisman attached to his spear. After a battle, it seemed to start burning, and one fifth of it had turned into ashes.

Of course, what made him happy was that the talisman was indeed useful, and the fighting spirit was also useful, but the effect and damage caused to the monsters were not as good as the talisman.

However, his fighting spirit is infinite and can be restored, while his talismans are limited.

So he used fighting spirit and talismans together to reduce consumption.

This old woman-like creature moves quickly and swiftly, and can make a very bewitching sound.

This voice had no effect on Xu Feng. After all, he was half a step away from achieving the Dao, and his spiritual power was extremely powerful, even stronger than most cultivators at the peak of the Divine Realm. Naturally, his mind was firm.

That was why he dared to show weakness to the enemy, otherwise he would be bewitched and killed by this strange creature.

Sure enough, after the weird old woman howled, she looked at Xu Feng who seemed a little dazed and rushed out of the mahogany door with a resentful look on her face, then turned into a shadow and pounced towards Xu Feng again.

Xu Feng curled his lips quietly, this ghost thing was fooled!

puff!

He fired a shot without hesitation, and all the fighting spirit exploded instantly, sinking into the body of the strange creature. It let out a scream and was pierced through the body by him.

call!

Seventy-five streams of fighting spirit instantly enveloped the monster like flames, burning it into ashes.

The place finally returned to peace, but the mahogany door still looked eerie and bright red.

No longer looking at the ghost thing, he turned to look at the crowd waiting for him in the distance.

"Okay, it's safe."

Walking up to Chen Jianbei, Xu Feng patted him on the shoulder.

The sword energy in Chen Jianbei's body immediately burst out to protect it, and then he slowly opened his eyes. After carefully confirming, he went to wake up the second person behind him, Cheng Xiao.

Soon, Pei Xiang, the female disciple of Luofeng Sect who woke up first, discovered that the other female disciple Hua Qinghuan who had been with her before had not woken up.

She quickly called Xu Feng.

Xu Feng walked forward to take a look, then shook his head with a grim expression at Qian Fengnian who was looking at them anxiously.

"Something went wrong."

Something went wrong right under his nose!

......

In a slightly dark hut, fifteen people were nervously watching Xu Feng squatting beside Pei Xiang, carefully checking the situation for her.

"Junior Brother Xu, how is Pei Xiang?"

Qian Fengnian squatted beside Xu Feng, exhausted, and asked with a pale face.

Xu Feng glanced at him and comforted him: "It's okay for now, but the whole person's sea of ​​consciousness is constantly breaking apart. Once it's all broken apart, there's no hope."

Qian Fengnian grabbed his hair in pain, muttering, "Why is this happening? Why did things turn out like this?"

"Hey!" Xu Feng patted him on the shoulder hard, waking Qian Fengnian from his strange state of fragility.

A cultivator at the tenth level of Refining Yuan would never be so fragile.

"What happened to me just now?" He came to his senses and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Oh no, it looks like the gray fog is starting to change."

Chen Jianbei said hurriedly, then quickly walked to the door of the house and looked at the sky: "The gray fog is approaching us. We must leave immediately, otherwise we will be trapped in this gray fog."

"None of us will survive then!"

Hearing him say this, everyone became anxious.

Xu Feng took a deep breath, his heart still calm.

"It's okay, don't worry, I already know how to wake her up." After a moment of hesitation, Xu Feng said this.

"It will be ready soon. Give me a hundred breaths."

He stood up and walked to Hua Qinghuan, the female disciple who was holding Pei Xiang's hand, and took her to the corner of the room and asked in a low voice.

"How long has she been like this?"

Hua Qinghuan, the female disciple who had the best relationship with Pei Xiang, had tears on her face. She looked around at the people who were looking at him and whispered, "Just now when you were fighting with that old woman, she suddenly..."

Having said this, Hua Qinghuan immediately shut his mouth because he saw a strange smile on Xu Feng's face.

"You, what's wrong with you?"

Xu Feng grinned, revealing a row of sharp white teeth, looking particularly eerie and strange in this dim room.

"Wang, Junior Brother Wang! What's wrong with you?"

Hua Qinghuan screamed in surprise, then quickly looked around, only to see that all her fellow disciples and teammates in the room were looking at her gloomily, and then walking towards her step by step with a devilish smile.

"How do you know I just fought an old woman? How would you know if you didn't open your eyes?"

Xu Feng in front of her looked at her with a weird smile on his face and kept asking.

"I don't know. I, I don't know either. Ahhh, don't come over here! Don't come over here!"

At this moment, Hua Qinghuan seemed to have returned to the time before she started practicing. She couldn't even feel the most trustworthy energy in her body!

"Destroy demons and fight against evil, Ten Thousand Saints reach the sky, demons and ghosts are killed without a body, the Supreme Saint power is vast and boundless. Hurry and obey the order of the Northern Emperor!"

"disease!"

At this moment, the evil spirits in the room were about to devour Hua Qinghuan.

A roar like thunder sounded from above her head, followed by a flash of yellow light, and all the weirdness disappeared.

Hua Qinghuan came to his senses and immediately found that he had been lying on the ground without knowing when, and his fellow disciples were all looking at him with concern.

And there is Pei Xiang.

"Huanhuan, you're okay, don't be afraid! I'm here, I'm here, you're still alive, it's great, it's great!"

Pei Xiang hugged Hua Qinghuan in his arms and burst into tears.

Hua Qinghuan was bewildered: "I just saw that it was you who suddenly lost consciousness, how come it was me?"

Seeing that Hua Qinghuan was fine, Qian Fengnian finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Xu Feng gratefully: "Junior Brother Xu, I really don't know what to say."

Xu Feng waved his hand, indicating that it was okay: "Okay, since this time it's perfectly resolved, let's get on the road quickly, the gray fog is coming."

Everyone then hurriedly packed up and set off.

Hua Qinghuan then understood from Pei Xiang's narration that the person who was lost in the gray fog was actually herself.

But what puzzled her was how she got lost?

When did she get lost?

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