The Journey of Cultivation of King Juan

Feng Jing looked at her in surprise, but didn't ask any more questions, but obediently took out the Shadowstone, bit her fingertips and dripped on it.

In an instant, water ripples appeared on the image transfer stone, and the faces of Zhuo Yanjia and Yan Yi were soon revealed.

It's just that Zhuo Yanjia's pretty face looked very pale, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of Yan Yi's mouth, Feng Jing couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with you?"

Zhuo Yanjia pursed her lips: "When Ye Mingzhu sent you away just now, it also affected the two of us. Now we..."

She looked around and told Feng Jing listlessly: "I can't recognize where this is, it's all dark anyway!"

Yunying sighed helplessly. Originally, she didn't want Yan Yi to be injured twice, so she tried it before him. She didn't expect that the central array was different from those small arrays. sent away.

If you think about it with your toes, you know that Yan Yi must have tried his best to protect Zhuo Yanjia when he teleported away. In this way, he may have shared most of the damage caused by the turbulence of time and space.

The current situation of the two of them might be even worse than their own.

Zhuo Yanjia also realized this, shivered slightly, and asked Feng Jing, "Brother, where are you now, can you come and pick us up?"

"I'm afraid it can't be done, unless you are like me and thrown into this big desert." Feng Jing turned to look at Yunying, and reluctantly pulled the corners of her mouth, "Yunying and I are drinking the northwest wind and eating sand right now. Only the devil knows where it is in the great desert, it’s fine if it’s close to the north edge, but if it’s close to the south edge…”

Although Zhuo Yanjia has just started to practice, she still has a good understanding of the common sense in the cultivation world. Knowing that evil cultivators are raging south of the Kelan Desert, she can't help worrying for her brother: "Then you all have to be careful, is sister Yun injured?"

Feng Jing directly pointed Chuanying Shi in front of Yunying: "I'm asking you, are you injured?"

Yun Ying forced a smile: "It hurts badly, but there is no real wound."

Yan Yi said lightly: "Most of them are oppressed by the teleportation array for the first time, and they will not suffer too serious damage."

But for someone like him who has been oppressed hundreds of times, it's hard to tell what the situation is.

Yun Ying sighed: "Brother, take care."

Although it's not the world right now, it can also be said that she is too busy to take care of herself, Yunying can only give up the idea of ​​waiting for them to come to meet her.

Feng Jing said that the two should be careful, then interrupted the transmission, looked at Yun Ying and asked, "What are you going to do now?"

Yunying smiled wryly: "Naturally, we should heal the wound first, and then see if we can get out of this desert."

Looking up at the wind and sand that covered the sky and the sun, and hearing the whistling that seemed to tear people apart, Yunying couldn't help feeling bitter.

No matter how good her mentality was, she was already very annoyed that she was so cautious and exhausted before but still failed, and now she was thrown thousands of miles away, to this barren place where lonely souls and wild ghosts don't even visit.

Breathing repeatedly to calm down the agitated mood, Yun Ying asked Feng Jing the question she had been wondering just now: "Are you not injured?"

Although I have known for a long time that Feng Jing is very talented and has a special dharma body, the turbulent flow of time and space is a very special force. No matter how outstanding the dharma body is, it is only a body of flesh and blood in the mortal realm, and it is impossible to overcome the turmoil of time and space. flow of oppression.

How did Feng Jing not get hurt at all, and didn't feel the slightest pain?

Yun Ying was very curious, but Feng Jing turned her head, not wanting to answer this question.