The wind-attribute true energy surged in the dantian, and it was unstable to swallow and spit, penetrated the tendons and veins throughout the body. The speed of blood and true energy flowing greatly accelerated, just as if it was rolling, causing Chen Hui's body temperature to drop rapidly. A colorless light gradually covered Chen Hui's body surface. It seemed that he was not real, just like a wind body.

All of this seems very wonderful.

After a while, Chen Hui felt the increase in the wind-attribute power. If he practiced the wind-attribute power here, it would definitely be twice the result with half the effort.

With this breakthrough, Chenhui was very happy.

A cup of tea passed, and Chenhui, who was originally sitting cross-legged on the ground, disappeared, but in fact he was still there, but he could not see him at all with the eyes of ordinary people.

In his body, flesh, flesh, tendons, bones, limbs, and internal organs were covered with wind-attribute power, just like spring water irrigation, allowing the wind-attribute power in Chenhui's body to grow vigorously.

However, this is still a little short of the origin of Mingwufeng.

wind?

Chen Hui was conscious, and his will was like a human figure, touching this power and sensing it.

The wind is sometimes violent, sometimes gentle, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, and has many changes, making it difficult to guess.

However, everything is organized and has rules to follow. Chenhui only needs to follow this rule to discover the mystery.

The wind was beating on Chen Hui like an elf, in a regular manner, in line with the beating sound of his heart.

Huh (dong)!

Huh (dong)!

Huh (dong)!

The heartbeat sound and the frequency of the wind are in line, and they move forward together regardless of the ups and downs.

This is a strange feeling that Chenhui thought about it carefully.

wind!

He is listening, listening to the sound of the wind, the power of the wind, the mystery of the wind.

It seems simple, but it is actually complicated. Even with Chen Hui's talent, it is difficult to understand the origin of Feng in a very short time.

However, he has a solid foundation, just like a cornerstone. It is easy to build a tall building, but it only takes time.

The attribute powers such as flame, thunder, death, immortality, space, and the Big Dipper were blocked by Chenhui, leaving him with only the power of wind.

Outside, Chen Hui sat cross-legged on the ground, motionless, like a statue.

Time seemed to have stopped, and everything had no sound, only the sound of the wind, as if it was a kind of sublimation, and it lasted for a long time, and the spirit was clear and unrestrained, making Chenhui's consciousness feel as if it was flying. No, it was not him flying, but the wind was supporting him flying.

He and Feng seemed to have become friends, intimate and collaborated with each other.

First, he was violent and furious, like a mad beast, and then became docile and friendly, like a little lamb.

Gradually, Chen Hui entered a state of emptiness and brightness.

Nothing and selfless!

A mysterious state, as if the unity of man and nature, but it is not the case.

"It's been twelve hours." Liu Xue was standing beside him to protect Chen Hui. He was huge and stood in the darkness, like an iron tower, and no power could destroy him.

Looking at Chen Hui, the eyes of Shu Xue were very complicated, but they were quickly replaced by firmly. He had been by Chen Hui for two years. He could almost say that he had seen Chen Hui become stronger with his own eyes. He has become a powerful Xuanwu Master today. In his heart, he has been completely conquered by Chen Hui. He also knew Chen Hui's adventure. It was hard for him to imagine how powerful Chen Hui would be in the future?

Moreover, he felt that the gap between him and Chen Hui was getting smaller and smaller. With Chen Hui's talent, he wanted to catch up with him, but Lu Xue felt that it was not too long.

"If Chen Hui becomes strong, does he still need himself?" Lu Xue couldn't help but ask himself in his heart.

He comes from the demon clan, so he naturally knows the harshness and cruelty of the demon clan, which is the law of the jungle, and the fittest survive.

There is no doubt that Chen Hui has endless potential. If nothing unexpected happens, the chance of becoming a superb power in the future is almost a foregone conclusion.

At that time, he would no longer need to kill blood.

Kill yourself?

Liu Xue dared not think about it, but he had to think like this. The strong don't need waste to rely on, so he must be strong and prove his value.

powerful!

The blood is ruthless in my heart, and I must become stronger.

In this way, Shu Xue's eyes became firmer.

"call!"

Just as he was thinking, a gust of wind suddenly erupted, extremely cold, as if coming from the Nine Nether Hell.

wind!

The originally violent gale wind suddenly became quiet.

Such a strange scene made Liu Xue alert. The deep eyes glanced around and were shocked. Chen Hui had already stood up. He stretched his hands out, as if there was a universe in his palm. His hands were opened, and the strong wind emerged, whirring, his hands closed, and the strong wind stopped immediately.

"Congratulations to the master for understanding the origin of wind." Liu Xue hurried forward and worshiped respectfully.

"Thank you for your hard work." Chen Hui glanced at Liu Xue and said thoughtfully.

"This is what my subordinates should do." Lu Xue was happy and became more respectful.

"Let's go." Chen Hui nodded and said.

"Swish!"

Killing blood enters the Fengshen space, and Chen Hui flies out of the Fengsou.

He understood the origin of the wind and soared into the sky, as if he was not a person, but a breeze. He only saw the wind coming, but no one was seen.

The speed has also increased significantly, almost one-half of the increase compared to before.

In other words, in terms of speed alone, Chen Hui is already comparable to the most ordinary fourth-level Xuanwu master.

This is the power of Mingming Feng Origin. Although it is only a small success, for Chen Hui now, there is an additional layer of guarantee in the Badao Temple.

"Who?"

Just as Chen Hui flew out of Feng's hole, a sharp shout immediately came.

"Ji Wuji, the wind is not transformed, Dongfang hatred." Chen Hui glanced at him, and he didn't expect that it was these three people, but next to them, there were several underground human races, Guji, a level 8 strong man.

"Chen Hui?" Dongfang Hen suddenly said in a lost voice, "You are actually here."

"Hahaha, it's great. It's really easy to find a place without any effort. Chen Hui, I didn't expect you to come to the door on your own initiative. It's so great." Feng Buhua was stunned when he saw Chen Hui, and suddenly laughed, 'Today is your death, and this place is your burial place.'

"Chen Hui, it's very good, it's so great." Ji Wuji was also very happy. He and others worked hard to find Chen Hui, but they didn't find it. Unexpectedly, he would automatically send it to him. What is God's intention to kill Chen Hui by himself?

"Are you Chen Hui?" Guji's huge body moved, like a small hill. His tiger-eyed eyes looked at Chen Hui and said disdainfully, "It seems that's all."

"Guji, be careful and don't be careless." Dongfang Hen saw Chen Hui's calm expression and was not afraid at all, and his heart was immediately irritated. After hearing Guji's contemptuous words, he hurriedly reminded him.

"Hmph, you guys are too careful." Guji snorted coldly.

"Ji Wuji, you three actually joined forces with the underground human race to deal with me?" Chen Hui asked in surprise.

"Chen Hui, if you want to blame, you're too powerful, and we have to do this." Ji Wuji frowned, swept his spiritual sense, and confirmed that there was no one within a thousand miles of radius, then he felt relieved and said coldly, "Take it!"

"Kill him!"

"Don't let him go, kill him immediately."

"Remember, Chenhui is very strange, don't hold back."

Feng Buhua, Dongfang Hen and others called Xuan to kill Chen Hui.

"superior!"

Guji glanced at Ji Wuji and the other two, knowing that these people were really going to kill Chen Hui, so he waved his hand and led four underground human races to surround him.

"From the Killing Wuji Sword!" As soon as he made a move, Dongfang Hen was the trump card. He knew that he was not Chen Hui's opponent, so he launched a long-range attack. The most important thing was that Chen Hui was too calm. Facing Ji Wuji and Guji, he had no intention of running away. You should know that there were dozens of ninth-level heavenly martial artists around him!

"Killing the Sky Sword Technique!" Feng Buhua was determined to kill Chen Hui. He naturally would not let go of such an opportunity. Of course, he did not show off, but was only responsible for harassing Chen Hui, but taking action was also a killer move. All of this was because Fang Qingcheng had a good impression of Chen Hui. In his eyes, Fang Qingcheng was his.

"Chenhui, you're dead this time with so many of us." Feng Buhua said sternly.

"No," Dongfang Hen roared.
Chapter completed!