Against the sky nine tripods

The silver light flashed, and Lin Feng felt that his body began to spin involuntarily at this moment, and at this moment, the drunk lunatic was still lying on the ground, snoring like thunder, as if this teleportation was nothing to him at all. Or he drank too much wine and couldn't bear it anymore, so he fell asleep.

No matter how the drunk lunatic behaved, Lin Feng was always cautious. This was his first time going to the underworld, and there were too many dangers ahead, so although he felt a little dizzy, he still tried his best to keep himself awake.

In that high-speed rotating space, Lin Feng felt an unprecedented tranquility, a feeling of abandoning troubles and everything in the world came to life, perhaps this is just like someone said that life does not bring death and it does not take away, this feeling is almost the same as Death makes no difference.

Lin Feng was thinking like this, but his eyes were still looking at the surrounding space. The original scene of Fengdu City became more and more blurred in the high-speed rotating space, and finally he couldn't see anything, as if he was in the center of a storm Although the surroundings were rotating, but he gradually retreated from the rotation.

But the good times didn't last long, and at some point, the fast-rotating space suddenly solidified, and the wind force I used to rely on disappeared at this moment. The wine lunatic didn't know where he was at this moment. [

A feeling of weightlessness made Lin Feng feel that he was floating. Suddenly, a bitter wind blew over and cut a huge gash in Lin Feng's body.

"Ah!" Lin Feng was taken aback. The gale was too violent. Even with Lin Feng's strong body, a lot of blood flowed out. He continued to float in this space, but after a while, another blast of wind hit him, and this time it just hit his back.

Likewise, a gash appeared on his back.

"The wind here is really fierce, and it's so unpredictable that it's hard to guard against!" Lin Feng couldn't help murmuring.

Just as he was muttering, two strong winds struck from the left and the right respectively. At this time, Lin Feng wanted to dodge, but he was in such a suspended void, and there was no place to draw on. , although he has such fetishes as cloud treading boots on his feet, he can't move quickly if he can't use his strength.

"Boom, bang, bang."

Three strong winds blew on Lin Feng's back in succession. Lin Feng was like a balloon floating in mid-air. He could change direction with a random force, and let the strong wind blow like this.

As time went by little by little, Lin Feng felt more and more wounds on his body, and the wind also went from one, two, three to the last to more than a dozen, and the distance between them became more and more Shorter, and finally there is not even a little space between them.

Lin Feng was enduring unprecedented pain at this moment, it was like the punishment of a thousand cuts, a knife saw blood, but it was not fatal.

However, Lin Feng's body was still strong. Although the pain was uncomfortable, he gritted his teeth and persisted. However, the next pain was unforgettable for Lin Feng, that was the trembling storm.

This is a new world, the wind is no longer blowing, Lin Feng felt that his body was continuously falling, the momentary intermission made Lin Feng feel more comfortable than ever, but the good times didn't last long, a gloomy breath came over his face , just like the frightening wind in the legend, full of ghostly aura.

I didn't feel anything physically, but I had an urge to shiver, and then the gusts of wind became more and more intense, and I suddenly felt an extremely uncomfortable feeling in my head, as if someone had stabbed my head with a steel needle, and that The steel needle pierced directly into the mind.

"what!"

Lin Feng couldn't help roaring, the pain was definitely not the pain of being baptized by the strong wind to the body, it was a pain that penetrated deep into the soul, Lin Feng couldn't help but began to cover his head tightly with his hands, wanting to rely on this Both hands resisted the steel needle piercing the brain, but all this was in vain, because there was no real steel needle.

It was a punishment from the depths of the soul, and the unprecedented pain made Lin Feng unforgettable for life.

"Damn it, is this the Trembling Storm? This is too perverted." Lin Feng couldn't help cursing, but just as he finished cursing, the piercing pain struck again.

Lin Feng kept hitting his head with his fists, as if this could relieve him a little bit, but no matter how he hit the head, the piercing pain, the pain that penetrated deep into his mind, and the trembling from the soul made him He finally curled up together and let out a series of screams.

It's not that Lin Feng is cowardly, but that the trembling storm is too powerful. Although Lin Feng's Yuanli level has reached the level of the God Transformation Mirror, and he has performed several body purifications, his spiritual power has never been that decent. This time, the trembling storm was enough to let Lin Feng know that in this world, besides physical attack, there is another attack method, that is, mental attack, that is, soul attack.

Obviously, this trembling storm is the most typical soul attack. [

In the void, waves of wailing continued. After an unknown period of time, Lin Feng was so tired that he didn't even have the sound of shouting. He lay quietly in the void. The whole world was his own. If someone Looking at his words, one must think that the young man is dead.

Indeed, the pain was enough to torture people to death. In the confusion, Lin Feng even pulled out the dagger several times at last, feeling the urge to commit suicide. After waking him up, a voice in his inner world kept reminding him: Lin Feng, can this pain be unbearable?Hang in there, it'll be over soon.

Remind again and again, impulsive again and again, give up again and again.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Feng was still lying there quietly, but at this moment there was another person beside him, an old man who was pouring wine into his mouth, he was a drunk lunatic.

The drunken maniac looked at the young man in front of him, his eyes dimmed with drunkenness, and he couldn't help nodding secretly.

"Ah!" Lin Feng groaned, then slowly opened his eyes, and saw the drunk lunatic leaning against his side, drinking a small wine leisurely.

"Senior, I..." Lin Feng said in a low voice, shaking his head that was about to crack.

The wine lunatic smiled and handed the wine gourd to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng took it and drank a few sips, a stream of hot coals flowed from his throat to all parts of his body, the previous pain was much lighter,