Through the Nine Nether Demon Lord Zhao Lie, Lin Fenghan knew something about Jiuming Liefeng, but he had no choice.

"Wowing--"

The Nine Nether Split Wind is powerful and when it explodes in full swing, Lin Fenghan feels like an ant in the cold wind. It is not easy to be able to keep it from being swept away by the black whirlwind, let alone move forward.

Qingshan Weng, Duobao Taoist, and Hei Tongzi, three cultivators at the fourth level of the Daochu Realm, only barely maintained their bodies in the black whirlwind. The two teams were forced into a desperate situation by the howling black wind.

And this is just the beginning!

The momentum of the black whirlwind is getting more and more irritable. If this continues to develop, it may not take long before Lin Fenghan and others will inevitably sweep the endless abyss on both sides!

"I have to think of a solution."

Lin Fenghan frowned and tried to move his body. The golden lotus throne shaking in an instant, tilting toward the side.

Lin Fenghan was shocked and gathered all his true energy to stabilize the shaking Golden Lotus God's throne.

Driven by Lin Fenghan with all his strength, the Golden Lotus God's Captain trembled and turned it bit by bit.

"Stay!"

Lin Fenghan suddenly shouted, and the Golden Lotus God's Cat was finally forced to stabilize.

“Huhu”

Lin Fenghan breathed heavily, and the explosion of true energy consumed a lot. Even with the help of the power of the soul, Lin Fenghan could not relieve himself. He immediately swallowed a drop of ten thousand years of stalactite without hesitation, and instantly replenished the true energy...

Instantly!

The Nine-Dark Split Wind was crazily blowing. In the strong wind, the Golden Lotus God's Cat began to shake again.

Lin Fenghan realized that the Golden Lotus God's Statue was too large, and if he persisted like this, he would sooner or later blow away. If the Golden Lotus God's Statue was put away, the area that could bear the wind was reduced.

Thinking of this, Lin Fenghan suddenly hugged Mu Xitong tightly and whispered: "Xitong, are you afraid?"

Knowing that Lin Fenghan was fighting desperately, Mu Xitong kept lying in Lin Fenghan's arms and did not dare to disturb him. After hearing this, Mu Xitong shook her head and said, "With Brother Han here, even if she falls into the endless abyss together, she will not be afraid!"

"good!"

Lin Fenghan spoke very quickly and said: "The defense of the Golden Lotus God Cat is strong, but because of its large size, the area that can withstand wind is not small, so I decided to put away the Golden Lotus God Cat."

Mu Xitong nodded softly and said, "Brother Han, just use it!"

Lin Fenghan shook his hand vigorously, and the Qingshu whip was full of spiritual entanglement, firmly tied Lin Fenghan and Mu Xitong together, "No matter what, I will protect you."

Mu Xitong's eyes were shining crystal clear. In her eyes, her brother Han had never changed.

"receive!"

Lin Fenghan opened his mouth and squirted out a ball of inspiration. The golden lotus throne shone brightly, and opened it and shrank it into his sleeve.

At the same time, without the protection of the Golden Lotus God, the extremely terrifying Nine-Direction Wind blew towards Lin Fenghan. The exposed body was as sharp as a knife, cut on the skin one by one, leaving blood marks.

After enduring the severe pain, Lin Fenghan used the Buddha's power, and an extremely dense Buddha light appeared around his body, which was the magical power of protecting the body and the divine fire of separation and union.

The pain, like a knife cutting the muscle, was relieved a lot in an instant, but the skin was still so intense that Lin Fenghan had to use the protective shield to turn into a second layer of spiritual light to deeply cover himself and Mu Xitong. In order not to hurt Mu Xitong, he chose to incorporate him into his arms to protect him.

Without the Golden Lotus God's Cat, Lin Fenghan was much more relaxed in enduring the black whirlwind. He tried to move it for a while. Even though it was still very difficult, he really advanced half an inch away.

Move half an inch, when will it be?

Lin Fenghan's face was bitter. Not only him, but all the monks who struggled to support the two Taoist demons in the black whirlwind were sweating profusely. If they were not careful, their lives would be explained here. What's even more fatal is that at this time, the Bugui Bridge under their feet trembled violently, and everyone's face looked desperate.

Qingshan Weng immediately comforted: "Don't worry, Jiuming Rift Wind obviously has not existed for a day or two. Tens of thousands of years have passed, and this bridge has not been broken, so it cannot be easily destroyed."

The effect of Aoyama's words was not much better, because everyone knew that even if the bridge would not break, it would not last long in such a storm that could not move forward.

Mu Xitong in Lin Fenghan's arms said softly: "Brother Han, can you let me try it?"

Although I don’t know why Mu Xitong said that, Lin Fenghan almost hesitated and refused: “No!”

Mu Xitong reached out to touch Lin Feng's cold face and explained: "Brother Han, have you forgotten? I have the Feng Ling physique. With my cultivation level, the Nine-Dark Split Wind should be able to break about three feet, so at the moment of breaking, you must take the opportunity to move, otherwise you will not be able to last for a long time."

Lin Fenghan's mind moved and knew that the method Mu Xitong said was very likely to be realized. He hesitated for a moment, but hesitated for a while, but refused again.

Mu Xitong was not anxious, her expression became more gentle, and she explained patiently.

Zhao Lie, the Nine Nether Demon Lord in the Purple Mansion, asked Lin Fenghan: "Disciple, you can let the little girl give it a try."

Lin Fenghan said bluntly: "No, this is too risky. If something goes wrong, you will definitely die."

Zhao Lie, the Nine Nether Demon Lord, continued: "Do you hope this girl will be a vase just under your care? Or, in order to satisfy you, a big man's mind? You need to know that any woman also has her own ideas and opinions. Why don't you let the little girl try it? With me here, are you still afraid of something unexpected?"

Lin Fenghan was speechless for a moment, wondering how to refute the Nine Nether Demon Lord Zhao Lie, and the two figures of Mu Xitong and the Fairy Lin Qingyue echoed in his mind.

Seeing Lin Fenghan silent, Zhao Lie said again: "I can take action, but even if I take action, I'm afraid it won't be much better than the little girl. Jiu Ming Rifting Wind is extremely terrifying. Even I can only barely break through three inches, and it consumes a lot of money on the soul. It is estimated that the distance is about 1,800 feet, and the soul consumes too much and is sleeping."

"this……"

Lin Fenghan's eyebrows were almost frowned into the shape of a Sichuan-shaped person. He was never hesitant and indecisive, but when faced with this choice, he could not get an idea for the moment.

Zhao Lie, the Nine Nether Demon Lord, couldn't help but shake his head and sighed: "I asked you, have you ever deceived you?"

Lin Fenghan said: "Of course not."

Zhao Lie, the Nine Nether Demon Lord, said with satisfaction: "Then why, can't you continue to believe me again?"

Lin Fenghan was silent, took a deep breath, and said, "Then let Xitong give it a try."

Zhao Lie, the Nine Nether Demon Lord, nodded, while Lin Fenghan spoke heavily, "Xitong, how sure are you to break this wind?"

Mu Xitong's eyes lit up and she said, "Seventy-sixty-six sure!"

Lin Fenghan hesitated for a while and said, "Then try it out... I want you to promise me that if you can't do it, stop immediately!"

Mu Xitong nodded with a smile, "Brother Han, don't worry, I have a sense of responsibility."
Chapter completed!