I have a devouring system for spiritual energy recovery

The evil wind is strange, blowing past.

It obviously didn't disturb anything else in the mountain stream, just like a gentle breeze that couldn't even move the blades of grass.

But when the evil wind came to the five aborigines, their appearance changed instantly.

This demonic wind was like an invisible blade. The moment it fell on the five aborigines, they felt severe pain coming from their bodies.

Subsequently, countless delicate wounds were cut on the body surface by this demonic wind.

Little bits of blood secreted out from it.

The moment the white-clothed sword cultivator and others noticed this, they launched a defense to resist the invasion of the evil wind.

"There are quite a few tricks." The bald man glanced at the wounds still dripping with blood and said angrily.

"His seal is indeed not ordinary." The white-clothed swordsman felt that his body was feeling much better now, and he tried to move in the arms of the bald beauty.

"Brother Xiu, I'll hold some space for you in a moment. Can you strike with a sword?" the bald beauty asked in a low voice.

Among them, the one with the strongest offensive skills is the sword cultivator in white.

Every sword wielded by the swordsman in white is far more powerful than the attacks of the bald beauty and others.

What's more important is that the sword spirit of the swordsman in white can attack from a distance without getting close.

"I'll try my best." The swordsman in white nodded with difficulty.

"We can't delay any longer. If his two companions are allowed to recover, we will be at a disadvantage." The swordsman in white looked at Zheng Nengcheng and Qiu Rou on the other side of the mountain stream and said.

"Yes." The four bald heads nodded in unison, agreeing with the sword cultivator in white.

The demonic wind was still blowing, and even if the five aboriginals launched a defense, there would always be some fish that slipped through the net and the demonic wind slashed on their bodies, leaving delicate knife marks.

Different from the common swift and fierce wind blades, the wind surrounding the five aboriginals at this moment can only be described as a strange and demonic wind.

It was obviously soft and gentle, unable to blow even the gentlest blade of grass, but when it fell on them, it turned into invisible invisible knives, leaving scars on their bodies mercilessly.

If the evil wind is allowed to invade and ignored, maybe their bodies will be ground into minced flesh after a while.

"This demonic wind is really weird. We have never encountered anything like this before."

"We must fight quickly, otherwise things will change if we wait until the rumored white-scaled monster dragon appears, we will definitely die."

A few aborigines briefly communicated.

They all knew that Yu Baifeng should be dealt with in this situation.

But now they are trapped by the evil wind and have to launch defensive operations.

And if they launch a defense, their attacks may not be able to cause effective damage to Yu Baifeng.

This has resulted in their current situation being very passive.

Yu Baifeng only received the blessing of a spiritual weapon and was able to stall with the five of them.

This couldn't help but make the five aborigines feel helpless in their hearts.

Sure enough, warriors from the outside world are lucky.

Even if his strength is pitifully weak, he is still blessed by countless spiritual weapons, talismans, elixirs and other external objects.

Life is much better than the natives like them.

woohoo hoo...

The evil wind is still blowing.

But Yu Baifeng's brows were already furrowed.

He could sense that these aborigines were already building up their strength and were preparing to seize the opportunity to deliver a fatal blow to him.

With the blessing of the Patriarch's Seal, he was only able to be evenly matched with the five people in front of him, buying Zheng Nengcheng and Qiu Rou time to recover.

If you really want to win, the key lies in Zheng Nengcheng and Qiu Rou.

Or, Yu Baifeng made a desperate move and released all the power of the Patriarch's Seal on one person.

In this way, he will be able to kill an aborigine.

The price...

That is, he might be killed directly by four other aborigines.

Soon, Yu Baifeng thought of Yu Baimiao, the clan sister in the cave.

He felt that Yu Baimiao might be observing the movement here, so he did not use sound transmission directly, but said tentatively:

"Sister Clan, can you help me a little? You only need to kill one person."

After waiting for a while, Yu Baifeng did not receive a reply from Yu Baimiao, so he wanted to use the power of his soul to send a message to Yu Baimiao's location.

However, just when he was about to transmit the message, Yu Baimiao's quiet, elegant and gentle voice sounded in his ears:

"I won't take action. I just told you to let your companions leave. I can protect you."

Although Yu Baimiao and Yu Baifeng's father had some friendship, the other party's ability to lend Yu Baifeng the seal of the family head was almost the limit.

It is obviously unrealistic to expect this old man to help.

"I will find a way to get you to leave the Kuxian Mansion, sister, is that okay?" Yu Baifeng hesitated for a moment and continued.

"..." This time, Yu Baimiao's voice did not come.

Yu Baifeng thought for a while and suddenly realized that what he just said was too stupid.

Yu Baimiao has lived in the third floor of the tower for more than 2000 years and is very familiar with it. She has not found a way to leave yet. How can Yu Baifeng, who doesn't know much about this place, help Yu Baimiao?

The atmosphere was silent for a long time, and Yu Baimiao's voice reached Yu Baifeng's ears again.

"I can only protect you, so let's go play."

In this sentence, Yu Baimiao's tone was like that of a helpless big sister, patiently allowing her young and ignorant brother to act mischievously under her nose.

When her brother makes a big fuss, it's time for her sister to "wipe his butt" for him.

Yu Baifeng pursed his lips and did not force the other party to take action.

Yu Baimiao is now sufficiently benevolent and righteous.

Yu Baifeng was convinced that if he did not have the blood of the Yu family and was not the son of the head of the Yu family, perhaps Yu Baimiao would not pay attention to him at all.

Because when he was in the cave just now, Yu Baifeng noticed the difference in his clan sister.

Although she looks extremely beautiful and has an excellent temperament, her attitude towards people is cold and cruel.

It was only after she noticed the blood of the Yu family in Yu Baifeng that her attitude improved a bit.

"Eh? Why is it you again?" Suddenly, a surprised girl's voice came.

When Yu Baifeng heard this voice, his eyes widened immediately and he turned his head in disbelief.

At the end of the line of sight, two charming and beautiful girls stood.

These two girls have different looks and temperaments, but they are incredibly beautiful.

"Miss Su, Miss Feng?!"

Yu Baifeng was surprised and continued,

"Why are you here?"