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Chapter 288 Cold Spirit Gangfeng

Seeing this scene, Mu Kong said excitedly: "What's going on? Why is the stone not broken? Did the space crack disappear?"

After saying that, Mu Kong took a few steps and came to the nearest of the canyon. He felt it for a while, then looked at Ling Zhan and said, "Junior brother, what's going on? Why did the space crack in the canyon disappear?"

Ling Zhan shook his head and said, "It's not clear in a short time. Senior brother, Mr. Fang, the space crack in the canyon will disappear for at most two hours. We must enter the canyon as soon as possible!"

Hearing Ling Zhan say this, Fang Qingzhi nodded and said, "Junior Brother Ling Zhan is right. We must pass through this canyon within two hours, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable! We must not waste time here."

From Ling Zhan's words, Mu Kong knew the urgency of the matter, and he immediately said to Ling Zhan: "Okay, let's enter the canyon quickly."

After saying that, the first one rushed into the canyon, and then Ling Zhan and Fang Qingzhi entered the canyon one after another.

After entering the canyon, Ling Zhan suddenly felt a smoky breath flowing through, and suddenly, a layer of goose bumps appeared on the surface of his skin.

This sudden airflow was not very cold, but it was filled with a very strange energy. This airflow seemed to be able to penetrate into people's skin and into people's blood and bone marrow, making people feel a chill unconsciously in their hearts.

Everyone didn't feel anything at first, but as the distance forward increased, Ling Zhan instinctively felt the airflow becoming more and more rapid and violent.

Ling Zhan even felt a chill in his bone marrow. It was not the cold that was wandering on the surface of his body, but a chill that seemed to freeze his blood!

Gradually, Ling Zhan's face became paler.

At this time, both Mu Kong and Fang Qingzhi realized that things were not good!

Mu Kong seemed to realize something, and he suddenly shouted loudly: "Oh no, this is the Han Ling Gangfeng! Damn, how could there be the Han Ling Gangfeng here?"

Seeing that Mu Kong knew what this airflow was, Ling Zhan hurriedly asked: "Senior Brother, what is Han Ling Gangfeng?"

Mu Kong said in a deep voice: "The cold-spirited wind is a very powerful wind. In the world of wind, it has the same status as the Wannian Xuanqi in the world of ice! For warriors, this is a very terrible wind. Junior brother, listen to me, now we have to retreat immediately and never move forward any more. It's too dangerous."

Ling Zhan shook his head and said firmly: "You can't retreat, you must never retreat!"

Kikami said: "Why?"

Ling Zhan said: "In a day, the space crack in the canyon will only disappear once. If we can't seize the opportunity this time, we have to wait until tomorrow to try again! The most important thing is that even tomorrow, when the space crack disappears, the cold spirit wind will also appear, and we still have to face him!"

After hearing Ling Zhan say this, Mu Kong was silent. If it was really like Ling Zhan said, then if they retreated, they would admit defeat in this formation battle, and then the suffering they suffered before would be in vain.

Ling Zhan continued: "Now, we have advanced for about an hour. If we retreat, we cannot retreat to the far point within an hour. At that time, the space crack will appear, and we will definitely die! Therefore, even if there is a sea of ​​swords and fire in front of us, we must move forward."

Mu Kong smiled bitterly and said, "It would be great if it was just a sword mountain and a sea of ​​fire, but the cold spirit wind was even more violent in front of me! Continue to move forward, it would definitely be a life of death."

Ling Zhan stared at Mu Kong's eyes and said, "It's a life of death to move forward, but if you retreat, it's a life of ten deaths!"

Hearing Ling Zhan say this, Fang Qingzhi said: "Senior Brother Mu Kong, I agree with Ling Zhan's statement. No matter what, we must move forward. Even if there is the cold spirit wind in front of us, we must also make a breakthrough. This is the only way out for us to win this formation competition!"

Mu Kong also knew that Fang Qingzhi's words were correct, but Mu Kong had a deep fear of Han Ling Gangfeng. Mu Kong said in a deep voice: "Hey, if you know the horror of Han Ling Gangfeng, you probably wouldn't move forward again."

Regarding Han Ling Gangfeng, let alone Ling Zhan, even Fang Qingzhi had only heard of his name.

Ling Zhan said: "Senior Brother, have you ever seen the Han Ling Gangfeng?"

Mu Kong smiled bitterly, shook his head, and a little dull look appeared on his face, saying, "It's not just that I have seen Han Ling Gangfeng, I almost died in the hands of Han Ling Gangfeng!"

Afterwards, Mu Kong talked about his experience with Ling Zhan and Fang Qingzhi.

Eight years ago, Mu Kong was already a martial saint-level master. Once again, he and a few friends entered a ruins to seek treasure, but unfortunately encountered this kind of cold spirit gale. At the beginning, Mu Kong and his men did not take the cold spirit gale seriously because of their high cultivation. However, after they really entered the cold spirit gale, they suddenly found that their actions had become more and more slow. Every time they took a step forward, they seemed to have been slowed down countless times.

In this situation, since these martial saints knew that things were not good, they subconsciously activated their true energy, but they did not expect that when they activated their true energy, something terrible happened. The cold spirit gale winds actually passed through their bodies and entered the tendons and veins.

After their true energy came into contact with the Hanling Gangfeng, it gradually melted like snow and encountered the sun. The melting speed was very fast. At most, a martial saint-level master around them became an ordinary person because of the disappearance of the true energy! It is strange that after the martial saint became an ordinary person, the Hanling Gangfeng seemed to be avoiding the martial saint, and he could actually walk normally in the Hanling Gangfeng. When the other people saw this situation, they accelerated the speed of the true energy. Soon, they also became an ordinary person because of the disappearance of the true energy!

Hearing this, Ling Zhan exclaimed: "The true energy disappears, then will they become useless people?"

Fang Qingzhi shook his head and said, "It's nothing just that the true energy disappears. As long as their meridians are not damaged, it's not difficult to recover the true energy with their Martial Saint-level divine consciousness!"

Mu Kong looked at Fang Qingyi and said, "Mr. Fang is right. That's what they thought at that time."

Ling Zhan said: "What about later?"

Mukami said: "Later? They died, and died in that ruin."

Ling Zhan widened his eyes and said, "How is that possible? Aren't they all martial saint-level masters? How could they die so easily?"

Mu Kong smiled bitterly and said, "Martial Saint-level masters? No, they are just ordinary people, a mortal with no power to tie a chicken!"

From Mu Kong's words, Ling Zhan heard another meaning, and Ling Zhan said: "Can they never recover after they become ordinary people?"

Fang Qingzhi shook his head and said, "It's impossible. As long as there is no problem with the tendons and veins, the true energy can be recovered."

Mu Kong sighed and said, "It is precisely because we underestimated the Han Ling Gangfeng that this caused such a bad result! Mr. Fang was right. There was indeed no problem with their tendons and veins, but they could no longer produce true energy."

Fang Qingzhi showed a look of surprise on his face and said, "How is this possible?"

Mu Kong sighed and shook his head and said, "When the cold spirit gusts melted their true energy, a part of the cold spirit gusts remained in their tendons. Whenever their tendons just produced true energy, this cold spirit gusts would immediately melt the true energy, and at the same time, the cold spirit gusts would become stronger and stronger! In the end, when the cold spirit gusts completely fill the tendons, this person was ruined and completely destroyed."

Hearing Mu Kong say this, Ling Zhan and Fang Qingzhi looked at each other, and they both saw the look of shock in each other's eyes.

Ling Zhan originally wanted to ask how Mu Kong escaped the Han Ling Gangfeng? But when he saw the pain flashing in Mu Kong's eyes, Ling Zhan also closed his mouth at the right time. He didn't know that these things were definitely a very painful memory for Mu Kong, who valued friendship. Ling Zhan didn't want to tear open the scars in Mu Kong's heart again.

Mu Kong said to the two with a serious expression: "If you want to walk through the cold spirit wind, you must remember one thing, that is, you will definitely not be able to activate the true energy, otherwise what the consequences will be, I think you should be able to guess occasionally."

Ling Zhan said: "Senior Brother, if our true energy is not activated, will our speed become slower and slower?"

Mu Kong nodded and said, "That's right, in the end, you didn't notice that the snail's speed would become ten thousand times faster than you!"

Hearing Mu Kong say this, Ling Zhan showed an ugly expression on his face and said, "But if this is the case, how could we complete the rest of the journey in one hour?"

Mu Kong sighed and said, "There is no way, we can only pray. I hope that the cold spirit wind will not blow too much in the next journey. This is the only thing we can do now."

After hearing Mu Kong's story, Ling Zhan finally had a clear understanding of the Han Ling Gangfeng. But at this time, Ling Zhan would rather not recognize this terrifying wind.

Ling Zhan smiled bitterly in his heart: He should have guessed that even if there is no terrifying space crack in the canyon, it will definitely not be that simple! The danger level of the Han Ling Gangfeng is probably not much worse than that of the space crack.
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