Ugly Cultivation Notes

Although the monks of the three ancient clans are not weak, in terms of individual strength, they are far behind the dragon and phoenix clans.

And coming in this direction, there are two dragons and three phoenixes in total. This powerful fighting force can almost walk sideways on the island.

Xu Chunniang looked away and ran behind Feng Ling.

Wang Tianyu was in a hurry, "Why run? I know the weakness of the dragon clan. If you listen to my command for a while, you will definitely be able to take down those two dragons steadily."

"Can Feng Ling's wind area trap three phoenixes at the same time?"

Wang Tianyu was silent for a while, "It should be fine to be trapped for a quarter of an hour."

"A quarter of an hour is too short, and I am not sure how to defeat or even kill the two dragons on my own.

Moreover, Phoenix was born to control the Immortal Skyfire, and if he wanted to trap it, the price he had to pay would be quite high. Do you think Feng Ling would take the risk of agreeing to my request? "

Wang Tianyu was dumbfounded, and when she heard the dragon chanting and the phoenix moaning, Feng Ling immediately chose to run away.

It can be seen that he is a cautious temperament, unwilling to take risks.

Besides, a quarter of an hour is really too short.

Dragons are creatures with extremely strong vitality. Unless the difference in strength is large enough, they will not be able to cause fatal damage to them in a short period of time.

Wang Tianyu was a little unwilling, "It's rare to meet such a good opportunity...the number of spiritual cores on the dragon and phoenix is ​​definitely quite a lot, don't you try it?"

Xu Chunniang didn't speak, and followed Feng Ling on her way with her head covered.

It is true that she wanted to plunder more spiritual cores, but the strength gap between the two sides was too great.

If it is one or two dragons or phoenixes, you can still try, but if five dragons and phoenixes come together, there is no need to get together to ask for trouble.

She has already accumulated a lot of spiritual cores and cultivation resources, and she just wants to spend the last two days on the island smoothly.

Seeing that Xu Chunniang didn't listen to persuasion, Wang Tianjiu sighed for a while, when will he regain his freedom and stop living this kind of life based on people's faces!

After he regains his freedom and reshape his body, he must personally catch two dragons to satisfy his greed!
Feng Ling fled for a while, and was relieved to see that the dragon and phoenix behind did not chase after her.

"It's safe, they didn't come after them."

Xu Chunniang turned around and looked, but there was no dragon and phoenix in the distance.

However, for some reason, she felt restless, as if some danger was approaching.

But there was no one around, so it stands to reason that there shouldn't be any danger.

Where does the problem come from?

"Do you feel that something is wrong here?"

After feeling it carefully, Feng Ling's tone suddenly became solemn, "There is no wind here, and all the clouds will not move, they are completely still! It doesn't look like they really exist."

There is little wind in the sky, but it is impossible to be so quiet. If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

Xu Chunniang raised her hand and released a burst of spiritual energy, hitting the nearest cloud.

After being hit by the aura, the cloud that was supposed to collapse into pieces unexpectedly blocked the blow unscathed!
"It's a member of the Yun clan!"

The Yun family lives in the sky, and its body is a white cloud.

They don't seem to be threatening, but they are good at soul attacks, and they can kill their opponents without knowing it.

Xu Chunniang felt a "thump" in her heart, the people of the Yun clan were not only good at soul attacks, but they often acted in groups.

The appearance of a Yun clan member means that there are more Yun clan monks hiding around.

Feng Ling obviously thought of this too, he centered on the position where the two of them were, and blew a gust of wind in all directions.

The strong wind blew, and none of the thirty-odd white clouds around was blown away by the wind.

Every white cloud is a monk of the Yun clan, and they are surrounded by more than thirty Yun clan members!

Xu Chunniang's mood became a little heavy, and more than 30 members of the Yun clan gathered together, so one could imagine how powerful a spirit attack could be condensed.

After being spotted, the Yun people simply stopped pretending and directly launched a spirit attack on the two of them.

The spirits of Xu Chunniang and Feng Ling are not weak, and they are the best among monks of the same rank.

However, the two of them were still a bit overwhelmed facing so many Yun people who were good at soul attacks at the same time.

After fighting for a while, Xu Chunniang felt a tingling sensation in her soul, and Feng Ling was not much better.

"We must... find a way to get out of here!"

Enduring the severe pain of being devoured by his soul, he sent out a divine thought intermittently.

Xu Chunniang sacrificed the three-talent formation to block all the attacks of the soul from the formation, and only then won a slight respite.

"There are people from the Yun tribe all around. They have already sealed off this area. I will try to see if I can use the formation to break through."

Xu Chunniang controlled the Sancai Formation, broke out towards the bottom, and sent out several attacks one after another, slashing at the members of the Yun clan who blocked the way.

But after these white clouds were split into several parts by her, they reunited soon and blocked her way again.

Seeing this scene, Feng Ling sighed.

"It's useless, the Yun clan specializes in spirits, and these white clouds are just containers for their spirits.

As long as the soul is alive, they can gather a new container at any time. "

After hearing Feng Ling's words, Xu Chunniang felt a little troublesome, "So, we must obliterate their souls, otherwise we can't kill them?"

"good."

Feng Ling nodded, feeling a little worried.

If there were only three or five members of the Yun tribe surrounding them, and they wanted to kill each other, there was still some hope.

But more than 30 members of the Yun tribe are too many, and they specialize in the soul, so it is really difficult to deal with.

"How long can you carry this formation?"

Feng Ling took a look at the formations around him. If the Yun people broke through the formations, they would be in trouble.

If the soul is swallowed too much, not only will it lose part of its memory, it may even become stupid.

Especially for a person like him whose soul has been split into countless parts, he can't bear the consequences of being swallowed.

"There are too many of them, and they attack one place together. I can only control the formation with all my strength, but I can only hold on for half an hour."

"Half an hour, should be enough."

Feng Lingsheng said in a relaxed tone, "You try your best to buy time, I will create a strong wind and blow away all the bodies of the Yun people.

When they repair their bodies, it's our chance to escape! "

"Row."

Xu Chunniang nodded in response, sitting cross-legged in the center of the formation, fully controlling the operation of the formation.

The attacks of the Yun people were too fierce. If they left it alone, the formation would be broken by them in less than half a cup of tea.

Feng Ling finally showed his figure, found another corner, and began to transform the wind with all his strength.

In the palm of his hand, a small whirlpool was born.

At first, the vortex rotated very slowly. As time passed, the vortex rotated faster and faster. In the end, only a few afterimages could be seen.

Feng Ling opened his eyes, looked down at the whirlpool in his hand for a moment, and shook his head.

"not enough."

He closed his eyes, and continued to send more aura into the vortex.