Chapter 643

"Cheng Feng, calm down!"

"This is not the time to do it."

Nalan Changsheng said in a deep voice, "come on, go to the bushes to collect magic flowers, and strive to practice the first layer of calling magic knife as soon as possible."

Hearing Nalan's words about his longevity, Cheng Feng simply held back his anger, then stopped seeing Talon beaten by Tiemu Dengke, and plunged into the dense forest.

There are many bushes in the dense forest.

Cheng Feng didn't look for a while, but he found a large magic flower.

The magic flower, snow-white all over, looks very delicate and beautiful, which makes people love it at first sight.

But in fact, this flower is a fatal flower. In the center of the flower, there is a pinch of blood red filaments. Once you touch the filaments, no matter people, animals or monsters, you will fall into a dreamland.

If you have strong willpower, it's better to wake up from the illusion.

If the willpower is not enough, you will fall into a dreamland all your life and become crazy. You don't even know who you are.

"Is this the magic flower?"

Cheng Feng came to a magic flower and sniffed it gently. A heavy trance shadow appeared in front of him.

"What a powerful hallucinogenic effect. I just smelled the smell of magic flower silk, and I had a sense of hallucination."

Cheng Feng frowned: "if you swallow a whole magic flower directly, won't you never wake up?"

"Cheng Feng, you have to eat every mouthful of rice."

Nalan Changsheng said: "cultivation calls for the magic knife. Don't be too hasty. At the beginning of cultivation, it's best to eat the petals of the magic flower first, and then eat the filaments of the magic flower after the effect is achieved."

"Step by step is the right way, but it takes too much time."

Cheng Feng thought about it, but shook his head and said, "I'm afraid when I practice the first layer of summoning the magic knife, Tailong will have been killed by the bastards of young master Yin."

"Cheng Feng, in just a few minutes, wants to practice into the first layer of calling the magic knife. That's impossible."

Nalan Changsheng shook his head and said, "at present, you'd better be able to practice the first level of summoning the magic knife to a small level before the wave people of the blood god cult start on talon."

"In that case, you can use the first move of the three moves of the first layer of the magic knife formula."

"With this move, even if you are not the opponent of the wave of people of the blood god sect, you have at least some power to deal with it and can win some time."

"At that time, you will come up with a comprehensive way to completely save talon."

"Well, that's it."

Nalan Changsheng's proposal is undoubtedly the safest plan at present.

After hearing this, Cheng Feng nodded and agreed immediately.

Then Cheng Feng picked many magic flowers, put them into the soul ring, and returned to the swamp.

Edge of swamp, back of huge rock.

Cheng Feng sat down cross legged, took out a magic flower from the soul ring, and then tore off a white petal and stuffed it into his mouth. When the illusion sprang up in his heart, he immediately recited the formula of calling the magic knife to decide the first layer, so as to keep his mind clear and fight against many illusions.

The magic flower is worthy of the name of "magic". As Cheng Feng eats a flower petal of the magic flower and stands up for time, Cheng Feng's mind will have visions one after another.

Cheng Feng's eyes closed slightly. He only saw that he was trapped in the encirclement of the martial arts of the blood god cult. He was bathed in blood and was finally brutally killed

Cheng Feng was smart, then opened his eyes and stared wide.

But it didn't work at all. In his vision, it was still a realistic scene.

He clearly saw that Tailong was pierced by master Yin with broken fingers, his limbs were cut off by Tiemu Dengke with a black long sword, and his head was cut off by Wang qianbian with a thin knife. His death was very miserable.

Before Tailong died, Tongling stared at him with big eyes, as if asking why you Cheng Feng didn't come to save me

"Hallucination! Hallucination!"

Seeing Tyrone's questioning look on his face, Cheng Feng's heart suddenly shrank, and his mind suddenly became clear. He drank: "all this is an illusion. Tyrone is not dead... He will not die!"

With Cheng Feng's cheering, it rumbled

It seems that there is a thunder roaring in his mind, which makes Cheng Feng wake up from all kinds of illusions.

Despite the thousands of vivid illusions staged in front of his eyes, he was unmoved and turned a blind eye to achieve real peace of mind!

"Cheng Feng, well done!"

At this time, Nalan's surprised voice sounded: "I didn't expect you to resist the confusion of the magic flower petals so quickly and wake up from the dreamland."

"Uncle Naran, how long did it take me?"

"One minute, only one minute."

Nalan Changsheng said, "I think this speed can also be ranked in the forefront among many martial artists who practice calling the magic sword."

Calling the magic knife never knows who created it. It may have existed for thousands of years.

In such a long time, there must be many practitioners.

Cheng Feng is really commendable for being among the best among so many people.

However, Cheng Feng didn't have any joy. He said expressionless, "call the magic knife to decide the first level of Xiaocheng. You need to be able to resist the illusion of a whole magic flower."

"At this time, I'm still far away."

Cheng Feng told Nalan to live forever: "Uncle Nalan, I'm going to eat magic filaments to practice next."

"If I have no sign of waking up within ten minutes, you will use special means to forcibly wake me up."

"At that time, whether I practiced calling the magic knife to kill the first layer of Xiaocheng or not, I had to save Talon!"

"OK, I'll clock in."

Nalan nodded and said, "however, you'd better wake up from the dreamland with your own will."

"Because the use of special means will cause irreversible damage to you. If you can't, you'd better not."

Cheng Feng nodded, then without hesitation, pinched a pinch of filaments in the center of the magic flower and directly put it into his mouth.

Magic flower filaments are much more effective than magic flower petals.

It can be said that more than 90% of the psychedelic power of the magic flower is gathered on the magic filament.

Therefore, as Cheng Feng swallowed the bunch of magic filaments, his whole face immediately twisted up.

It seems that he is experiencing some unimaginable pain and torture, and his expression is distorted, giving people a ferocious feeling.

time lapse.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes

Cheng Feng had no sign of waking up, but felt trapped in a deeper illusion.

Ho ho ho

Confused by the horror fantasy, Cheng Feng's body was abnormal, his arms twitched strangely, his eyes turned white, and his mouth made a ho ho sound.

The voice was painful and low, mixed with some dragon power, and spread more than ten miles away.

Fortunately, there are no birds and animals living in this swamp. Otherwise, birds and animals will be disturbed by this sound, take off and escape. Young master Yin and others will find abnormalities, track them and carry out encirclement and killing.