~.-~ Chapter 893 Danger surges

Bang bang... Chenfeng hits four heads in pairs, and the shock and severe pain it generates restored its mind and also stopped its action towards Meng Xiang. Then it quickly retreats backwards, just like Meng Xiang suddenly becomes a snake and scorpion, it is afraid that it will not be able to control its urge to eat Meng Xiang.

Chenfeng struggled to move his eyes away from Meng Xiang's body, but he was still quite worried in his heart. Can it control itself? Can its fellow tribes also control it? If they have no control, what should we do when we rush towards Meng Xiang together? Can it stop it?

Thinking of this, the morning breeze shivered and couldn't help looking at the fellow tribe who was soaked in the water at the bottom of the valley. The situation he saw made its hanging heart slightly relieve. They were all at the critical moment when their blood was inspiring and transforming their bodies. The huge pain had attracted all their attention and had no time to pay attention to Meng Xiang.

While breathing out a breath of turbid air, Chenfeng's concerns did not completely fade away. If Meng Xiang had not completed the transformation before his tribe, he might still face a huge crisis. After all, there are still many tribes in his tribe, and it is impossible for him to stop it.

However, Chenfeng soon discovered that if its peers rushed towards Meng Xiang, it might be powerless to stop it, because as time goes by, the extremely tempting aura emitted by the plaster turned into Meng Xiang has become increasingly strong, and it is already quite difficult to let it control itself and not do extraordinary things. It seems a bit unrealistic to prevent others from attacking Meng Xiang.

What happened next once again made Chen Feng's heart hang up, because it found that as Meng Xiang's breath became stronger and stronger, those fellow tribes who were fighting against the severe pain caused by blood transformation of their bodies seemed to feel the breath coming from Meng Xiang, wanting to find the source of the breath.

Chenfeng hurriedly flew under Meng Xiang, spread his wings, and prepared to cover Meng Xiang. Although its bloodline increased a lot after being stimulated, Meng Xiang's body size decreased after turning into plaster, and after absorbing the magical heavy rain, Chenfeng still could not completely cover it. After all, the difference in body size between the two is too big, but it has no choice but to do its best.

Chenfeng's eight eyes kept patrolling the valley, paying attention to the changes of each tribe, for fear that they would rush towards Meng Xiang, which made its heart unable to help but beat faster, making its bang, making its whole body numb and its head swell.

But what is going to happen will eventually happen. After Meng Xiang's breath reached a certain concentration, the attraction to the strange birds that were undergoing blood transformation finally overwhelmed the pain they were suffering on their bodies.

Seeing the slightly confused gaze that his fellow tribe cast at him, Chen Feng's heart suddenly tugged, it was over, it was completely over. His heart seemed to be grabbed by an invisible big hand, and he squeezed it hard, making it feel a strong sense of fear, but it soon discovered that the gaze that his fellow tribe cast at him had been retracted.

What happened? Chenfeng was confused. In order to figure out the situation, although he knew that looking at Meng Xiang was a challenge to it, he still looked back at where Meng Xiang was, but in the end it saw nothing, and the ball of plaster that Meng Xiang turned into disappeared.

How could it be gone? Chenfeng felt his head buzzing, and he felt a dizzy feeling, but it quickly calmed down because Meng Xiang did not disappear. Although the aura it felt emitted from him weakened, he did exist.

Chenfeng looked over with the breath that Meng Xiang came through, and found Meng Xiang in an instant. He did not disappear, but was farther away from it. He rose a lot above the valley, which made it feel relieved. Pulling the distance might really avoid causing his fellow tribe to be attracted by Meng Xiang.

Seeing Meng Xiang's body shrinking a lot in a short period of time, Chen Feng showed a relieved expression, because according to its calculations, if the plaster that Meng Xiang turned into reduced to a certain level, his transformation might be coming to an end.

Soon, Chenfeng's good mood was destroyed. It found that it only considered the benefits of Meng Xiang's staying away from its tribe, and did not find its harm at all, and the harm was even extremely great. After all, it was not the only world where it and the tribe were located.

The morning breeze spread its wings and flew high, chasing Meng Xiang into a ball of plaster. It must prevent him from falling into danger, but it was obviously too late. The plaster that Meng Xiang turned into seemed to take its pursuit as a huge threat, speeding up its flight to the entrance of the valley, and he had already jumped out of the valley before it caught up with him.

The morning breeze followed him out of the valley entrance, but by this time it had lost his trace. He rushed into the white clouds that covered the entire valley entrance. Although it could still know that he was in some place among the white clouds through the fluctuations and breaths he emitted, it was in big trouble when it was about to rush into the white clouds to find him.

Papa... With the crisp sound of whip swinging, silver lightning bursts out of the white clouds. It was numerous and fast, making it impossible for it to dodge. It was driven out as soon as it rushed into the white clouds. Its feathers were flying, although not fatal, it was enough to make it painful. The most important thing is the strong sourness and numbness after the lightning strike, which made it unable to even lift its wings, let alone rushing into the white clouds to find Meng Xiang.

He retreated for a while and escaped from the range of lightning attack. Although his body was sore and swelling and very uncomfortable, Chenfeng still breathed a sigh of relief. With the protection of white clouds, even if the strange aura emitted by Meng Xiang might attract other monsters to come, it would not be able to pose a threat to his life.

Not long after, the morning breeze that looked at the white clouds frowned again because it discovered a very bad situation. The white clouds that Meng Xiang hid inside were beginning to shrink, and at a speed very fast. Although the clouds were very large and more than a radius of hundreds of miles, it was not enough to shrink but not grow for a long time.

Obviously, Chenfeng's worries make sense, and what happened next was even more serious than its initial worries. The white cloud began to shrink faster and faster. Later, like a big hole appeared in the middle of the white cloud, it began to collapse.

Chenfeng was about to stop it, but as soon as he approached the white cloud, a powerful suction force grabbed it and pulled it hard to the inside of the white cloud, which scared it and hurriedly retreated far away, and never dared to get closer. The white cloud, which had no restrictions, collapsed faster.

In just a cup of tea, Chenfeng once again saw the plaster turned into Meng Xiang. The white clouds wrapped around him had been completely swallowed by him, and his body size had also been reduced a little further. However, in the eyes of ordinary people, it was still relatively large, a ball with a diameter of more than ten feet, and there was constant squirming inside the ball, as if something was about to come out.

Chenfeng looked at the plaster ball that Meng Xiang turned into, and his eyes could not leave. The eight eyes gradually began to straighten. After a moment, it suddenly shook its wings, like a plaster ball pounced over. The mouths on the four heads were opened, and they were all as big as they were. Judging from the posture, they definitely wanted to peck at the plaster ball that Meng Xiang turned into.

Just as Chen Feng's mouth barely pecked at the plaster ball, he suddenly shook and appeared thousands of feet away, as if the space no longer existed in front of him. Then he shook several times, and he widened the distance between him and Chen Feng thousands of miles away.

At this time, although the morning breeze could still feel a strong temptation from Meng Xiang, it could already restore its mind to its sanity. Then it remembered what it did and felt extremely ashamed. However, when it saw the plaster ball turned into Meng Xiang and flew away at an extremely fast speed, out of concern for Meng Xiang's safety, it did not care about the safety of its fellow tribe who remained in the valley and immediately flapped its wings and chased after it.

Soon, Chenfeng discovered that the plaster ball that Meng Xiang turned into seemed to be very sensitive to it. He found that after it chased after it, its speed suddenly increased, even faster than its speed. If it had not been stimulated to transform its body, it would have probably lost him soon. However, even if it chased with all its strength, the distance between them was still gradually increasing. However, for Meng Xiang's safety, it still kept chasing him.

Looking at Meng Xiang's movement method as if teleported, Chenfeng felt more and more difficult to catch up, but his heart was slightly relieved. He could have such a fast speed, and even if he encountered danger, he should have the ability to escape.

Time passed quickly in pursuit, but gradually Chenfeng's eyes flashed, and even a hint of fear was faintly revealed, because there was obviously something wrong with Meng Xiang's escape direction, and he was flying towards the core area of ​​the world inside the entire Knife Palace.

Don’t look at Chenfeng’s tribe who seemed to be very relaxed and powerful when he led his fellow tribes to attack the cultivators. In fact, it and its tribe cannot be considered top-notch in the inner world of the Knife Palace, that is, it is at a medium-to-high level, and it is incomparable to some powerful monsters, especially monsters in the core area.

Of course, the clan where Chenfeng is now affected by Meng Xiang and gradually awakens the bloodline of their distant ancestor, the Nine-Headed Divine Bird, which will become stronger day by day, and will eventually become one of the most powerful existences in the entire Sword Palace, but that will take a long time and it will definitely not be the present.

Perhaps it was the fear of the monsters in the new area rooted in Chenfeng's memory. After seeing Meng Xiang get closer and closer to the core area, it became timid and its speed of chasing is getting slower and slower, but it did not leave. The eight eyes staring at Meng Xiang were flashing with light and dark light.

However, when the plaster ball that Meng Xiang turned into became smaller and smaller in Chenfeng's eyes, its eyes suddenly flashed with bright light, and then a firm look appeared in his eyes. He flapped his wings and chased after him at an unprecedented speed.

Chenfeng's speed has accelerated, but it still has no ability to catch up with Meng Xiang and intercept him before he broke into the core area. However, its determination has been made to maintain Meng Xiang's safety, so it no longer thinks so much. But even so, when it saw Meng Xiang getting closer and closer to the core area, it still couldn't help feeling nervous.

Just when the morning breeze was not looking forward, its eyes suddenly lit up and it found that Meng Xiang had stopped. Whether Meng Xiang felt the danger in the core area or some other reason, it was very good news for it.

In order not to continue pushing Meng Xiang to the core area, Chenfeng decided to change direction and circle a big circle, and finally appeared between Meng Xiang and the core area. In this way, even if Meng Xiang saw it approaching him and chose to leave, it would be much safer. However, before it began to implement its plan, Meng Xiang did something that made it frown - it emitted extremely powerful gravity from its body and began to absorb the vitality in the air.

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