Chapter 4439: Helpless

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"Big Brother Jiang praised me a bit when I said this. Although I am stronger than the average person, but looking at the starry sky and universe, I don’t know how many places have not been discovered. Those places may be more advanced than ours, so we still Don’t be too arrogant, and keep awe in order to go further. ┏Ⅹ④③⑨⑨┛"
"Got it."
Hearing this, Jiang Yihuan nodded. It is really rare for Wang Feng to maintain such a mentality. In contrast, Jiang Yihuan is really ashamed.
"Recover well first. This time it was my fault. I thought you could resist it. You gave me the guardian to practice before, but now it's me."
"Such a big thing has happened here, let's go back to the place where we practiced before. That place is full of spiritual energy and suitable for me to heal my injuries."
"Then go."
Although there is nothing worthy of Wang Feng to absorb there, the improvement of the cultivation base that a little spiritual energy can produce is really minimal, but since Jiang Yihuan wants to go back there, Wang Feng naturally can only follow him.
The extraction of the gray-brown mist made Wang Feng suffer a bit, but he was also very pleased with what he got, because all these gray-brown mists were comparable to the colorful mist that Wang Feng extracted before, and even more powerful. Under such circumstances, Wang Feng wished he could extract more of this mist.
It’s just that he also understands that there is a potential risk to this thing in advance. If the saint doesn’t attack him, then he can extract the mist endlessly, but if the saint strikes when he is seriously injured, then No matter how great Wang Feng is, isn't that a death sentence?
Therefore, whether or not to extract this grayish-brown mist in the future, Wang Feng may have to think about it.
"Do you need my help to heal the injury?" Wang Feng asked as the wound on Jiang Yihuan's body had not healed.
He knows that it is not so easy for people injured by his own strength to recover from the injury, because the gray-brown mist will continue to tear the wound, so the recovery will naturally be a little troublesome.
"No, I will recover soon."
Although the wounds Wang Feng caused to him are difficult to heal, the great power and spiritual energy in this place are very abundant, and it is not difficult to suppress the wounds Wang Feng caused to him.
"If this is the case, then I will be here to guard you."
Since Jiang Yihuan was unwilling to accept help, Wang Feng didn't need to continue wasting his energy, because the injury was not enough to make Jiang Yihuan mess around. He should be able to suppress it by himself.
Since Wang Feng had free time, he naturally had to observe the five gray-brown mists in his body.
Inside his body, all the grayish-brown mists were surrounding the nine multicolored mists that Wang Feng had absorbed before, as if the thick multicolored mist was their king.
But when Wang Feng was about to add the five wisps of gray-brown mist to it, he found that the five wisps of gray-brown mist were difficult to blend into the previous gray-brown mist.
"What is going on?" Seeing this scene, Wang Feng couldn't help but wonder.
The grayish-brown mist has the same color, and even the extraction method is the same. Why can't it blend together?
If there is really any difference in this, then I am afraid that only this latest gray-brown mist is stronger than the previous gray-brown mist. Perhaps this is the reason that the current gray-brown mist cannot merge with the previous gray-brown mist. s reason.
Wang Feng tried several times inside his body without success. In desperation, he could only temporarily give up the idea of ​​continuing to merge the gray-brown mist. It was like the positive pole of the magnet had touched the positive pole.
However, although these five grayish-brown mists were dispatched, Wang Feng's use of them is still no different from the previous grayish-brown mists. This is good news for Wang Feng. As long as these powers can be used, they will not merge. Fusion, how much difference does it make?
"Come again!"
Jiang Yihuan’s recovery time is not short. Wang Feng sat cross-legged in this place for almost a few days. Jiang Yihuan did not recover. Although he has not really recovered, the wound on his surface has healed. It's an internal injury, it must be a bit time-consuming to recover.
But at the moment in front of the gate of Dengxian Road, the saint once again launched an attack towards the gate of Dengxian Road.
This door can be opened once a month at a fixed time, and now it's time to open it again, so the saint ended her cultivation and began to bombard the gate of Dengxian Road.
No matter how strong the defensive ability of this Dengxian Road is, under the full attack of this saint, the door of this Dengxian Road still cracked a gap, and the power of terror continuously swept out from this gap, letting this saint Women benefited endlessly.
Everything she had lost was restored, and even her breath became stronger again than before.
Just looking at the door of Dengxian Road that quickly closed, there was a hideous look in the eyes of the saint. If his brother's plan is successful, then she is very likely to use her brother's power to forcibly blow this A door to the immortal world, but no one thought that they would fail at a critical moment, and let a small person like Wang Feng ruin their plan.
Speaking of Wang Feng, he is actually not a small person anymore. He has a very strong fighting power. If it is really to be blamed, then I am afraid that this saint is to be blamed. If her performance at that time could be a little more normal, maybe Wang Feng would not be so. eventful.
But since she showed her feet and was seen by Wang Feng~EbookFREE.me~, Wang Feng would naturally not be led by her nose again, so Wang Feng immediately turned her face.
If he wanted to cross the river and demolish the bridge, Wang Feng simply made it impossible for anyone to cross the river.
Anyway, there is no loss to Wang Feng, he is still him, but all of this has too much influence on this saint and the leader of the black robe organization. Their countless years of meticulous preparation have all been in vain, they No benefits were obtained.
Even the huge blood cell fell into Wang Feng's hands. If Wang Feng didn't take the thing, then maybe the saint could use the blood cell to cooperate with her entire holy sect to try to open the way.
But now this is no longer possible, the blood cells are gone, and the people of her saint sect have suffered heavy casualties, and there are few masters left, so the saint’s hatred for Wang Feng is really like the surging yellow river, endless. Now she can't wait to tear Wang Feng into countless pieces, so she can't vent her hatred.
It’s just that the people of the Saint Sect can’t find Wang Feng’s whereabouts now. She has lost the ability of the Saint Sect monk. She naturally can’t find Wang Feng, so she can only choose to continuously improve her strength in this place, so she touches it again. By the time Wang Feng, she would be able to kill Wang Feng without using forbidden techniques.