Chapter 182

After putting away the Tianluo Umbrella in his hand, Song Qingming stepped into this wind wall again. This time he did not use the magic tool to block in front of him. His body directly faced the blowing breeze and began to walk slowly step by step toward the front.

After a few steps, he also gradually felt that although the wind force in front was gradually strengthening, it was obviously much weaker compared to when he just carried the Tianluo Umbrella.

Sure enough, using a magic tool to protect his body here would also increase the range he was blown by the wind, so the wind force he needed to bear naturally strengthened a lot. This was also the reason why the giant ape puppet could walk further than him just now.

After walking another dozen steps, as the wind force gradually strengthened, Song Qingming was also forced to release the Xuanguang Armor in his body. This kind of protection formed by magic power directly covering his body would also not be affected here.

Facing the increasingly strong wind force in front, Song Qingming tried his best to maintain the Xuanguang Armor on his body, one step, two steps, ten steps, twenty steps... only the last dozen steps left.

Just as Song Qingming was getting closer and closer to the finish line, the wind force felt at this time also gradually strengthened to the limit that the Xuanguang Armor could withstand. Bursts of wind blades began to cut open this protection and hurt Song Qingming's flesh, soon causing several openings on his body.

The fierce wind in front constantly cut the Xuanguang Armor protecting Song Qingming's body, which also made the consumption of magic power in his body become much faster at once. Added to the fact that when he crossed the small river blocked by poison mist earlier, Song Qingming's body also inhaled some poison gas and failed to be completely excluded from the body, making him have to split a part of his magic power to suppress these toxins so that they would not enter his internal organs. Soon, the magic power in Song Qingming's body had been consumed by more than half.

At this moment, Song Qingming had to take out an elixir to help restore magic power from the storage bag and swallow it into his mouth, and began to use magic power to activate the remnant map on his chest to speed up the speed of absorbing spiritual energy around him. Only then did he slow down the rapid loss of magic power in his body. Although the remnant map here could help him continuously supplement magic power, it was still much worse than the speed of his magic power loss at this moment, and there was no way to let him persist here for too long.

It was not just the threat of wind blades. The strong wind blowing in his face already made him feel as if his legs were tied with a thousand-jin giant stone, and it was very difficult for his whole body to move forward again. The remaining distance of less than ten steps was like the stars in the sky, making him always feel a bit out of reach.

After another incense stick of time, Song Qingming only persisted in walking two more steps forward. The magic power in his body could no longer maintain the Xuanguang Armor on his body, and finally, he had to retreat from the wind wall again helplessly.

Unexpectedly, for the dozen steps that were so close in front of him, Song Qingming still failed to persist in the end. After just walking out of the wind wall, he couldn't help but sit on the ground in disappointment.

This level mainly tests the magic power in the cultivator's body. If he were allowed to fully recover his state and then given another chance, relying on the help of the remnant map, Song Qingming would still have some confidence to break through this level.

It is a pity that the time he has left is not enough. Just as he came out of the wind wall, the sky that was originally empty had already been drawn with a long golden streak. At most, in the time of an incense stick, he must go out first.

"Your Highness, that kid hasn't come out yet. He won't be dead inside, right? Or should I go in and look for him?" On the bare yellow slope, looking at the golden crack not far in front that still had no movement, Long Feng respectfully said to Hearing Huo Feng in front of him.

Hearing Huo Feng shook her head and said: "Even if you go in now, it will definitely be very difficult to find him in a short time. After opening the secret realm this time, it will take at least two months before the secret realm can be opened again. It is really too dangerous. Let's wait a little longer!"

Not long after the two finished speaking, a black figure suddenly drilled out of the crack and fell in front of them. It was Song Qingming, who had just recovered some magic power.

At this time, his face was a bit pale, the clothes he was wearing were covered in dust, and there were more than a dozen large holes and blood stains on his body. It was obvious that he had experienced a fierce battle.

Hearing Huo Feng looked at Song Qingming with surprise, then walked calmly to Song Qingming.

Looking at the red-clothed woman walking in front of him, Song Qingming coughed lightly and said: "I have already found Bailin Valley, but when I found that place, the time you gave me was not enough. Added to the fact that I was injured, I finally failed to break through the restriction at the valley entrance."

Failing to get that spirit object, Song Qingming naturally had no way to deceive the other party. Anyway, he would have to face it sooner or later, so he could only bite the bullet and tell the truth directly first.

Looking at Hearing Huo Feng, who had been silent and remained cold, Song Qingming felt really tormented in his heart at this moment, not knowing how she would deal with him next.

"You have already tried the Fierce Wind Formation at the valley entrance?"

After a long while, a cold voice that was a bit light and soft came from Hearing Huo Feng's mouth, pulling Song Qingming, who was letting his imagination run wild, back to reality.

"Indeed, the scars on my body were left there." After Song Qingming finished speaking, he pointed to the positions on his body that were cut by those wind blades.

After listening, Hearing Huo Feng nodded secretly. Immediately after, a smile slowly appeared on her face, and she said to Long Feng on the side: "Take him back first. We will come here again in two months."

"Your Highness, I would like to ask, is it that after I help you get the Fire Scale Fruit, you can let me go back?" Song Qingming gritted his teeth and struggled for a while, then still asked this question that had tormented him for many days directly.

Since being caught by them, Song Qingming had been thinking about how to escape from here all the time. It's just that in the eyes of so many high-tier demonic kings, he really didn't have much chance.

Now, no matter what, he could be considered to have done his best to do things for them. I don't know if he can exchange for a chance to leave.

"As long as you can help me get what I want, I will send you away from here. Killing a small Foundation Establishment cultivator like you has no meaning to me. You can just do things with peace of mind. As long as I promise you, I will definitely do it."

"Then thank you, Your Highness. I will definitely do my best to serve."

After listening to Hearing Huo Feng's words, Song Qingming finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. A character like her, a demonic emperor, shouldn't be able to fool a small Foundation Establishment cultivator like him, right?

Just as Song Qingming finished speaking, Long Feng had already walked to his front. With a burst of whirlwind blowing, after another dark and sunless journey, Song Qingming returned to the cave where he was imprisoned earlier.

(End of this chapter)