"Drink!" Mo Yunfeng felt that his right arm was not exerting force, so he flew out with a sharp wind.

Chi Wuxie blocked his arm, but this force really made him frown.

"I have to be serious too!" Chi Wuxie shouted loudly, and took off Mo Yunfeng's kick, rushed forward, and then he received an elbow strike at Mo Yunfeng's second kick.

The collision of spiritual energy, and the strong wind formed by the impact made the entire hillside rustle.

Mo Yunfeng felt a slight pain in his right leg. The power of this move just now exceeded his expectations. It seemed that Chi Wuxie had integrated a large amount of spiritual energy into his arm, so the power was much stronger.

"Damn it! All the spiritual energy is gathered in my hands!" Mo Yunfeng roared in his heart, and then drove the right arm that had just recovered to punch out. The spiritual energy near the fist flowed, and the entire arm was wrapped in a looming spiritual vortex.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Chi Wuxie quickly concentrated his spiritual energy in his right palm and clenched his fists to greet him.

Accompanied by a loud bang, Chi Wuxie flew back and hit the tree behind him with a "bang", and even blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth.

Mo Yunfeng was not feeling well, he felt that his right arm seemed to be burning.

"Um." "Cough!" The two of them looked at each other, and it was obvious that they could not give in.

Mo Yunfeng stomped his feet and shook the scattered wooden branches on the ground. More than ten thin wooden strips were driven by spiritual energy and shot towards Chi Wuxie.

Chi Wuxie pulled off two branches from the tree behind him, held the branches and waved his arms in his hand, finally blocking the flying wood, and the two branches were also broken.

Just as Chi Wuxie was calming down, Mo Yunfeng had arrived near the front at some point, and both of them were exhausted at this time, so they wrestled by the tree.

"Listen to me!"

"I won't listen!"

Mo Yunfeng punched Chi Wuxie in the face, but Chi Wuxie did not give in at all, and elbow hit Mo Yunfeng in the chest. The distance between the two was slightly farther away, and Chi Wuxie took the opportunity to sweep his legs and trip Mo Yunfeng. Mo Yunfeng hurriedly grabbed Chi Wuxie's calf, and the two rolled down the hillside together.

Under the hillside, the two of them leaned against a tree, gasping heavily, and seemed to be unable to fight again.

"Huh, hey! Are you still fighting?" Chi Wuxie smiled bitterly.

"Fight!" Mo Yunfeng's eyes were fierce, but he should restore his strength first.

Chi Wuxie said helplessly: "I apologize. I want to help you catch another one when I come out this time, let alone...hello! Be careful!"

Chi Wuxie had sharp eyes and saw a demon bird flying out of the tree beside him and rushing towards Mo Yunfeng.

Mo Yunfeng reacted quickly, rolled on the spot, avoiding the attack of the demon bird. Then he looked closely and said with embarrassment: "This! Is this Que'er's race?" The one who attacked him was an adult green bird.

"Beware! It's coming again!" Chi Wuxie shouted.

"No, it's another one!" Mo Yunfeng could see clearly. This time this time this one clearly flew out of another tree, and it was impossible for the green bird to turn around so quickly after slashing.

He picked up the wooden branches on the ground and swung them up. The green bird's wings were hit and staggered away. However, the forest at the height of the mountain sounded in the whole area.

With a "wow", the dark shadows covered the sun, and everything they saw was full of demon birds in the sky.

"Hey, hey, this is not good! Then again, you believe me now." Chi Wuxie stared at the sky with an extremely exaggerated expression.

Seeing this scene, Mo Yunfeng didn't understand, but he still said angrily: "The current situation is not because of you! What should you do?"

"I don't know, just run away." Chi Wuxie held up his body, but he didn't move a single step.

"You're talking lightly! They can fly, how can they run!" Mo Yunfeng became more and more nervous, sweating heavily, and he didn't even notice that his right arm seemed to be burning.

Chi Wuxie slapped his chest and said resolutely: "I will hold them back, and you will go back to the village and call on the elders."

"Are you stupid, or do you think of them too stupid? What's more, you can't even beat me, so what can you fight them?" Mo Yunfeng mocked.

"There is no time to slap." Chi Wuxie looked serious, and roared with a loud "ah ah", and suddenly there were strands of red mist beside him.

He hugged the trees beside him, and the red mist and spiritual energy blended together. The blue veins swelled up, and the whole tree was actually lifted up by him. As the red mist spread, Chi Wuxie's entire aura also became violent.

"Roar" Chi Wuxie swung the giant tree and killed the green birds. This power was completely incomparable to the previous one.

Mo Yunfeng was surprised, not only because of this terrifying power, but also because of the red fog, which made him feel particularly familiar.

But this is not the time to think about it carefully. Since Chi Wuxie can really hold Que Que Que, he must hurry up and return to the village to bring reinforcements.

Mo Yunfeng ran wildly, but the sparrows flocked to each other. Chi Wuxie's eyes turned red and his cheeks were stained with blood. He lost his strength soon.

"Boom." After the difficult struggle, the giant tree did not lift it up. The tree pressed heavily on Chi Wuxie's shoulders. Even though it did not overwhelm Wuxie, the stiffness in this moment was enough to be fatal.

"Cry!" A cry came from behind the birds, and the birds suddenly rushed forward fearlessly.

Chi Wuxie's legs trembled slightly, and he stood on the corpses. Blood was bitten from the corner of his lips. He wanted to squeeze out the last strength, but he was powerless.

The wind roared like a sad song, and tears appeared in the corner of the boy's eyes. It was not the tears of despair, but the blood and tears that were squeezed out unconsciously when he tried his best.

"I! No! Accept it! Roar!" The last trace of spiritual energy wrapped around Chi Wuxie's arm and quickly lifted the tree. However, the angry boy had no successor power.

The big tree fell forward with a bang, causing Chi Wuxie to fall to the ground. The group of birds seemed to be intimidated by rage and dared not approach.

Chi Wuxie pulled his hand out from under the tree, half-kneeled up, and held the giant tree and gasped.

At this moment, a louder cry came from afar.

Chi Wuxie smiled calmly, stood up, and roared: "Beasts, look, my Chi family man can only die while standing, not live on his knees!"

The light that the boy burst out at this time was even much brighter than many ancestors with extraordinary cultivation.

Of course, this will never be the last after burning out, but the overture that shines on an era.

When the birds heard the order, they rushed towards Chi Wuxie. At the critical moment, dozens of wooden branches fell from the sky and nailed the bird shadow beside him to the ground.

Chi Wuxie was stunned. He turned around and looked at the boy who had returned here, and smiled bitterly: "Are you a fool?"

"You're just a conscience that you are a fool!" Mo Yunfeng replied.

"Ha, you have the backbone, I, Chi Wuxie, make you a friend!"

"Tsk, who cares!"

"I don't have time. I remember that you can gather spiritual energy and let them gather here. I will recover as soon as possible." Chi Wuxie looked at the approaching offensive and said panic.

"I will do my best." Mo Yunfeng frowned. Such a huge space not only requires powerful "commands", but also requires his will to command a sufficient amount of spiritual energy.

"Come here, come here!" Mo Yunfeng held a wooden stick in front of Chi Wuxie, with sweat oozing between his forehead and gritting his teeth and calling for spiritual energy.

Soon, the spiritual energy in this recipe becomes extremely rich.

"Cry! Cry!" The cry in the distance became much more anxious.

After understanding the king's meaning, the two of them surrounded and took turns to attack, with continuous attacks, intending to disrupt recovery and consume Mo Yunfeng's power.

Obviously, although the kings of this group of demon birds do not have high intelligence, their combat intuition is excellent enough.

When it was confirmed that this target did not have the large-scale attack method of the one just now, Que Qun's attack became even more fierce.

Chi Wuxie was still absorbing spiritual energy with all his strength, but at this moment, a "click" sound came from beside him.

The wooden branches in Mo Yunfeng's hand broke with the sound, and all the wooden branches on the ground were exhausted. At this time, several green birds came from behind him. In a panic, Mo Yunfeng used his right arm to stagger a few steps, and there were several blood marks on his right arm.

"It's over, is it going to end? Why am I coming back? No! I can't die! I want weapons, I want strength, what can I do? Please, I want to survive!" The boy looked at the sky, his expression was stagnant, and he did not notice that the blood dripping from his right arm had turned into a dark color.

Blood dripped on the leaves, and the leaves made a "hissing" sound, and then disappeared without a trace as if they were swallowed by the darkness.

......

"The head hurts so much, the right arm hurts so much, um..." The boy blinked, but found that he was no longer in the forest.

The surroundings are filled with darkness, and countless prison locks penetrate this space, and sometimes you can hear the creepy sound of chains.

"Come......"

"Come......"

There was a murmur from someone in the darkness, and Mo Yunfeng's teeth were trembling, feeling extremely strange, but there was no other place to go, so he had to slowly approach.

After several steps, or perhaps hundreds or thousands of steps, a cage appeared in front of Mo Yunfeng's eyes.

The prison door was unknown how high, and the black and silver metal flashed with an indescribable strange light, but why did Mo Yunfeng not see any light before? He didn't know and had no intention of thinking carefully.

As Mo Yunfeng approached, a figure could be seen in the prison.

His hands and shoulders were locked tightly by chains that extended from nowhere.

The thigh was penetrated by three slender metal sticks connected to the prison.

He knelt on the ground, but his calves and feet were countless ground thorns connected to the ground.

Blood was dripping from his wounds all the time. What was strange was that the blood was extremely dark, but there was no trace on the ground.

"Ah!" Mo Yunfeng screamed in fear and fell directly to the ground.

"You are here." The man in the prison smiled.

Mo Yunfeng held the ground with his hand, pushed back a few steps, and said in a trembling voice: "You, who are you!"

"Who am I? Look at it yourself." The man had a strange smile on his face.

Mo Yunfeng's eyes moved upwards, but what he saw was the most incredible scene he had ever seen in his life.

The boy had a clear face, and, exactly the same as his face, there was no difference except that his hair was dark.

"No! Impossible! How is it possible!" Mo Yunfeng pinched his face and confirmed his existence, only to find it ridiculous.

"How is it impossible, I am you!" The black-haired boy's expression was distorted, and his upper body suddenly leaned forward, causing a "swinging" sound to be heard.

"Ah!" Mo Yunfeng was so scared that he retreated a little further.

"Don't be afraid, I can give you strength." The boy's expression returned to normal, his tone was full of temptation. His actions just now caused his blood to flow even more terrifyingly, but he completely ignored it as if he could not feel the pain.

"I don't want it! I don't want strength!" Mo Yunfeng was anxious and afraid, and almost cried out.

"No, you'll die!"

"No, I, I..." The atmosphere gradually became silent.

"Come on, just put your hands on the prison door and don't do anything else. As long as you put them on, you can... gain strength."

Mo Yunfeng said nothing, and the chill that came from nowhere gradually destroyed his last resistance.

He stood up tremblingly, lowered his head, closed his eyes, walked closer step by step, and then slowly, slowly touched the cold prison door with his trembling right hand.

"whee..."

That is the overture of loneliness and despair...
Chapter completed!