The storm is becoming more and more fierce, and the safe position for moving and jumping with the Dou Zhuanxing Shifting Technique is getting smaller and smaller. Even, Feng Ling clearly heard a series of overwhelming harsh friction sounds coming from the surface of the protective mask, and the situation gradually fell into a stalemate.
"The suction force of the formation under the storm is getting stronger and stronger. There is no way to go on like this. It seems that the only way to escape is to use this magic weapon!"
Along with the ripples of space, a small snowflake-shaped object emerged from the sealing ring. Feng Ling immediately pointed on it with a hand, and the fierce power of ghosts and gods poured into it.
With a series of harsh clicking sounds, the snowflake-shaped object rotated in the opposite direction to the storm, and soon a stable spatial vortex channel was formed in the storm, but the snowflake also had slight cracks.
This object is exactly the tenth-level space magic weapon originally obtained from Gu Chen - the whirlwind wave.
Speaking of which, it has been a long time since Feng Ling got this magic weapon. He originally planned to keep it to study the spatial magical power contained in it, but he didn't expect that the delay would last for several years.
Now that the whirlwind wave has been damaged, Feng Ling feels extremely regretful, and it is impossible to study its spatial magical power, but magic weapons and other things are after all things outside the body, and are far less important than life.
"Feng Ling, come and save me! I saved your life back then! We met again that day outside the Nine Infants Land, and Mr. Ye, who was buried by his soul, became familiar and close under my influence. Feeling this, I initiated an invitation for asylum from my colleagues. In the end, although he was ruthlessly rejected by you, how can you refuse me again this time!?"
Just as Feng Ling stepped half-foot into the space vortex and prepared to escape from this dangerous situation, a familiar old voice calling for help rang in his ears.
Amidst the violent wind and waves, a withered corpse spinning in the wind flew past Feng Ling at high speed and was swept into the depths of the formation storm.
This corpse is exactly that of Mr. Ye!
At this time, the dark wind above Mr. Ye's body gathered into a strange black lotus, and a frightened old man's shadow appeared in it, trying to fight his way out of the storm.
But the force of the formation storm's suction was far beyond what his little buried soul could resist.
"Head of Dead Leaf..."
A familiar soul-burial aura came from the phantom above Mr. Ye's head. Feng Ling was touched. With just one glance, he determined that the phantom was the dead white general he had seen in Mr. Ye's memory. The soul of the withered leaf ape imprisoned in a ball of light.
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"Early morning, Ling Weiyun, please leave quickly..." A ball of withered yellow light drove the man in black back at high speed. The withered leaf ape spat out a mouthful of black blood, and its face was eroded purple by toxins.
He had reached the point where the light was shining, but he still tried his best to send Feng Ling and the others out of the encirclement.
"Ah! Take revenge for me... take revenge!" The shrill screams kept echoing over the top of the mountain where the flames were rising into the sky.
"Head..."
"Brother Kuye!"
"Senior Dead Leaf..."
Feng Ling and the others let the rain of blood beat around them, looking at the old figure who turned around to greet Heishui Tu without any hesitation, with bursts of sadness in their hearts.
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"Brother Ku Ye, you're welcome and well..."
Memories of the past came to mind one after another, and Feng Ling showed a trace of relief on his face. He gave up his plan to leave immediately through the whirlwind. Instead, he let go of his resistance to the suction force, and headed deeper into the storm together at a speed faster than the corpse. Plundered everywhere.
At the beginning, unlike when Elder Chenchen and Xue Jiu parted ways, Withered Leaf Ape truly fought with his life to get Feng Ling a chance to escape.
Therefore, even though Feng Ling knew that the Withered Leaf Ape at this time had become a pawn used by others to hunt him, he turned back without hesitation.
There are some things that you don’t have to talk about all the time, but you still have to do them even if you die together!
The ancients believed in resting in the grave, and Feng Ling had made up his mind that even if the body was destroyed, he would rescue the dead soul of the withered leaf ape and return it to his hometown. This is not only a way for Feng Ling to repay his past kindness, but also to gain some peace of mind for himself.
