Yang Feng walked a few steps forward, and there was no southeast, northwest and northwest at this time.

After coming here, it seemed like I had come to a desert.

Since Yang Feng came to Tianxuan Continent, he has experienced countless dangers.

These gravels were nothing to Yang Feng. His spiritual sense was suppressed when he was in the Great Wilderness.

However, Yang Feng could still slowly extend his spiritual consciousness by relying on himself.

Yang Feng walked forward carefully while extending his spiritual sense.

Yang Feng's efforts were not in vain. A day later, he could finally extend his spiritual sense.

By the tenth day, Yang Feng's spiritual consciousness could already extend to about ten meters.

Yang Feng came to the edge of the desert, and his spiritual sense swept to the sword light of a knife.

Yang Feng could only fall down on his back, and the sword light shone through his chest.

Yang Feng was shocked and sweated coldly. If his spiritual sense could not look out, he would definitely be split in half this time.

This is because Yang Feng is holding the Nirvana Sword in his hand, otherwise it will be even more dangerous.

As Chen Bo said, there are dangers everywhere here.

Yang Feng had not encountered any danger before, because he was still on the periphery.

After entering here, I encountered the Space Sword Light.

This is the first step: Yang Feng believes that there will definitely be more in the future.

He was almost split in half by the space sword light, but the Tianyuan Fruit that Yang Feng was looking for has not seen yet.

In Yang Feng's opinion, it is absolutely impossible to grow spiritual herbs in the endless desert.

If Chen Bo hadn't lied to him, it would have been the wrong direction.

Unfortunately, Yang Feng did not have the jade slips of the Star Temple. The only thing he could do was to keep moving forward.

The storm that swept through the gravel was gone, and the abrupt space wind blade became even more dense.

This kind of space wind blade is gone without a trace and there is no sign.

For immortal cultivators with spiritual consciousness, the threat is not very big.

However, for cultivators whose spiritual consciousness cannot be released, this threat is a life threat that is always the same.

Yang Feng's spiritual consciousness can be released about ten feet away, but he is still very careful.

The spiritual consciousness of about ten feet is not a safe distance.

After walking dozens of miles, there was still a gravel Gobi Desert under my feet, but the storm disappeared completely.

One statue after another fell on the gravel beach, and occasionally some half pillars were erected between these broken statues, looking dilapidated and desolate.

At this moment, a shrill scream came.

In this empty and unblocked place, Yang Feng could hear it clearly, and the scream was from Chen Bo.

Something happened to Chen Bo, and Yang Feng became even more alert. He shifted the direction a little and went along the direction of Chen Bo screaming.

If possible, he wouldn't mind helping Chen Bo.

After half a stick of incense, Yang Feng stopped and looked at the statue in front of him, and his heart felt cold.

In front of him was a statue that had lost half of his face, inserted into the ground at an inclined angle, unable to see both feet, and only one arm.

Logically speaking, Yang Feng has seen too many such statues, so he doesn't need to get cold.

What made Yang Feng feel cold was not this statue, but a hand of the statue.

The statue's hands were covered in blood and a piece of rag was hanging on its fingers.

It was only a few days since Yang Feng and Chen Bo separated, and he could tell at a glance that the piece of rag was from Chen Bo.

It is certain that Chen Bo screamed just now because the statue in front of him caught him.

A clay statue actually captured Chen Bo, a powerful man who was in decline from heaven and man, and injured Chen Bo. This was so strange.

Yang Feng's spiritual sense passed through the clay statue, and he soon felt something was wrong.

This statue is indeed clay sculpture, but there are clay blood vessels, clay muscles and bones in the body of the statue, and even clay hearts.

Yang Feng entered the starry sky to practice, his nerves were already extremely tough, and the clay statue still made his scalp numb.

As a formation master and weapon refiner, he can't refine puppets, but it doesn't mean he doesn't know how to refine puppets.

This statue is not a puppet, definitely not.

He did not see any carved formations on this statue, nor any traces of refining.

Thinking of this strange scene, Yang Feng was about to take a step back, but his surroundings suddenly solidified.

Then the space he was in seemed to no longer belonged to him. The space suddenly sank, and then he approached the palm of the statue, which was still covered in blood, without limit.

"The law of space..."

Yang Feng said in shock, this was the tendency to break him open.

In panic, Yang Feng no longer cared about anything else, and the Nirvana Sword in his hand smashed the palm.

His most powerful magical power is sunset and dusk.

The collapsed space stopped in an instant, and the statue's palm finally did not pass through Yang Feng's chest, and Yang Feng's Nirvana Sword slammed on the statue's palm in this pause.

"Bang..."

A dull sound of clashing sound came, and Yang Feng was blown away by the powerful backlash.

Seeing that he was about to hit another statue, the Nirvana Sword in Yang Feng's hand turned around and swept it again, and another impact was made, and Yang Feng barely landed on the gravel ground.

Yang Feng held the Nirvana Sword in his hand tightly, and was shocked.

Just now, the clay sculpture compressed the space and brought him closer. It was not the law of space, but just like his magical power of burning the sky, but it was used to simulate the magical power of space.

If it was really a magical power of space, his momentary sunset and dusk could not reverse the decline.

What shocked Yang Feng was not the simulated magical power similar to the space, but the palm of the clay sculpture.

His Nirvana Sword and the palm of the clay sculpture blasted together, making Yang Feng clearly feel that this was not a clay sculpture, but a physical body. In other words, these clay sculptures looked like statues, but in fact they were like humans, and they had physical body.

Yang Feng couldn't help but feel a little scared when he thought of his past wearing so many statues.

These statues can be used to do something. If he happens to stand next to a statue, how can he avoid it?

Knowing that these statues can attack, Yang Feng tried to avoid getting close to the statues when he was in action.

He was not interested in figuring out what was going on. His cultivation was already average, so it would be a thankful thing to enter here to protect himself.

“Fellow Taoist…”

Just as Yang Feng wanted to leave this statue land, a faint call came.

Yang Feng was very familiar with the voice. He immediately turned around and saw a statue different from the one around him.

When he saw the statue clearly, he was shocked in disbelief and said, "Brother Chen?"

This statue turned out to be Chen Bo, which was a little different from other statues. Chen Bo's skin on his hands was just a wave of gray, and it did not completely turn into the gray-black of the statue.

Moreover, Chen Bo's skin was covered in blood, which was completely different from other clay statues.

"Brother Chen, what's going on?"

Although Yang Feng was asking Chen Bo, he had already vaguely guessed some reasons in his mind.

Chen Bo's voice became weaker and weaker and said, "I don't have time anymore, please do me a favor..."

"Wait..." Yang Feng knew that Chen Bo was explaining his funeral, so he called Chen Bo and said, "Can I save you in this situation?"

"There are two spiritual vines in my ring that can transform the spiritual energy on my body..."

Chen Bo did not continue to explain, but showed a sincere look and said, "It's too late for me to give this spiritual vine to you. Bring me a letter..."

Chen Bo said this. Because he was too weak, he couldn't continue to talk, and even his eyes closed.

At this time, the color on his hands became darker, and even his face became darker.

As for the rosy face, it disappeared completely at this time.

Yang Feng raised his hand and held Chen Bo's ring in his hand. The spiritual thorn quickly broke Chen Bo's ring ban.

Chen Bo's cultivation is higher than Yang Feng's, but his formation and spiritual sense are not necessarily stronger than Yang Feng.

Yang Feng easily broke the restriction on his ring and opened Chen Bo's ring.

Yang Feng knew why Chen Bo didn't let him use the spiritual vine to save him. That was because he was worried that he would not do this.

When a powerful man with a five-declined man dies, others will only think about occupying the ring of the five-declined man with a five-declined man. Who will save people?

Secondly, he also knew that he could not open the ring of a powerful man of the Five Decliness of Heaven and Man. He did not even have spiritual consciousness in it, so how could he open the ring?

Even if you have spiritual consciousness, a ring of a powerful man with five declines in heaven and man is not something that the fourth decline in heaven and man can be opened in a short time.

But obviously he had no idea about Yang Feng at all. He didn't know that Yang Feng could easily open his ring, and he didn't know that Yang Feng would save him.
To be continued...