The immortal in the dream smiled sweetly: "The strong men must be dead now. It should be the power of the great formation. It's not surprising."

"Then let's find a place to hide." Yang Ran looked around. He didn't expect that this wild ancient forest was so dangerous. If the fairy in the dream hadn't warned him, he would have suffered a lot.

"Sir, others may want to hide for a while, but for you, this is not necessary..." Hearing this, the Dream Fairy said.

"What do you mean..." Upon hearing this, Yang Ran suddenly felt something bad.

"Sir, have you forgotten the Wind Spirit Pearl that you snatched from that Snake Qisha?" Meng Zhongxian said with a slight smile.

"The bone-corroding demonic wind is certainly vicious, but at the same time it can also bring great training to the body. Now that you have just successfully cultivated the fugue clone, it is not yet pure. If you use the power of the bone-corroding demonic wind, you may be able to conquer it.

The fugue clone has been cultivated to the point of great success. By then, not only the clone, but also the strength of your body will have increased..."

When Yang Ran heard this, he didn't know whether he should be happy or sad.

As the fairy in the dream said, this bone-corroding demonic wind contains vast wind-attributed power of heaven and earth, and he happens to possess the Wind Spirit Bead, which is a very valuable power of heaven and earth for the clone.

But this feeling of being cut by a knife is not that pleasant. Even if the clone is not Yang Ran's true body, but it is not yet fully formed, Yang Ran can still clearly feel the damage suffered by the former.

"Sir, let's forget it. Anyway, you are not in a hurry to gather clones now." The Dream Fairy also advised at this time.

After hearing this, Yang Ran made up his mind.

If we follow normal practice, it will take at least three months to cultivate the phantom body to perfection, but now with the help of the evil wind, it will definitely be shortened greatly, and the tempered clone will definitely be even more abnormal.

Thinking of this, Yang Ran was also a little speechless. His own cultivation was really difficult, and he actually had to ask for trouble.

With no choice but to lament in the end, Yang Ran climbed up a lonely mountain peak: "I don't believe it. Could it be that this wind can blow me to death?"

Sitting cross-legged at the highest point of the mountain, Yang Ran raised his head. At this time, the sky had completely darkened.

A gray-black wind curled quietly in the sky, blowing whiningly, and vaguely, there was a bone-chilling chill descending from the distant sky.

"Woooo..."

Looking at the gray-black hurricane that suddenly enveloped the world, Yang Ran's eyes became a little solemn.

"call out!"

While Yang Ran was concentrating, several figures were flying across the sky not far away. When they passed by Yang Ran, they glanced at the former with some doubts.

However, before they could think about it, a gust of gray-black wind quickly enveloped the two of them, and a shrill scream suddenly sounded, and in the harsh whine of the wind, it spread far and wide.

"Gulu..."

Yang Ran couldn't help but swallow as he looked at the two bloody corpses that fell from the sky. There was a trace of panic in his eyes, obviously he was frightened by the power of this bone-eroding demonic wind.

The sky and the earth were dark, and the gray-black bone-eroding demonic wind was overwhelming. At this moment, even the many arrogant demonic beasts hid in places where the strong wind could not reach them, and did not dare to make the slightest sound.

After Yang Ran condensed the clone, he also took out the Wind Spirit Bead and hid it on the forehead of the clone.

call!

As soon as the Wind Spirit Pearl was taken out, the evil wind in this large space seemed to be summoned, roaring and sweeping over. The scene was like a hurricane at the end of the world.

"Sir, it's coming. Be careful. This bone-corroding demonic wind was used to temper the body in ancient times. As long as you can survive it, it will be of great benefit to you and your clone."

Feeling the cold air between heaven and earth that could even freeze stones to burst, Meng Zhongxian's body also trembled, and immediately disappeared.

Yang Ran also nodded, and then hurriedly concentrated. As soon as his mind moved, the skin all over his body began to exude a warm jade-like color.

From a distance, it was as if the entire person had turned into a piece of glass, and the clone next to him was also shrouded in surging witchcraft energy.

This bone-eroding demonic wind is obviously extremely powerful. Not only the clone, but also Yang Ran's body must be careful to deal with it.

When Yang Ran was getting ready, the overwhelming gloomy wind finally swept over.

"Chichi!"

The gray-black wind enveloped Yang Ran and the wandering clone, especially the wandering clone, which was completely swallowed up by the wind.

The sinister wind slapped on the clone's body, and immediately drilled into every pore on the body.

Severe pain surged into Yang Ran's heart like a tide at this moment.

The indescribable coldness caused the blood in his body to freeze, but fortunately, his flesh and body were quite strong, and he resisted the bone-chilling cold wind as his mind moved.

"Hiss..."

Yang Ran kept sucking in the cold air between the gaps between his teeth, but just after taking two breaths of this cold air, his mouth was cut with blood, and his mouth was immediately filled with blood. He was so shocked that he hurriedly shut up.

He swallowed the blood from his mouth into his stomach without daring to make the slightest move.

The sinister wind swept across, but under this crazy erosion, the originally empty and transparent fugue clone gained a layer of jade-colored luster. The entire body gradually became brighter and purer at a speed visible to the naked eye.

.

It feels like a piece of rough jade being carved into a truly beautiful jade!

Moreover, in the severe pain that swept through his body, Yang Ran could vaguely feel that the strength of the wandering clone next to him was increasing at a considerable speed. Apparently, even his physical strength was slowly increasing.

Enhance.

This bone-eroding demonic wind indeed has an extremely good effect on tempering the body.

Of course, the premise is that the body must be able to withstand that terrible cold, otherwise, the fate will be exactly the same as the two unlucky guys before.

The sky and the earth were dark, and two figures sat cross-legged on the mountain peaks. Gray-black wind whirlpools gathered here. The wind was like a knife, and the knives slashed crazily on Yang Ran's body and clones, bringing out countless fine gray-black streaks.

trace.

This gray-black trace was like ice, freezing Yang Ran's body and clone.

The bone-eroding demonic wind lasted for a full night, and Yang Ran sat cross-legged on the mountain peak, motionless, experiencing the torment of the body-tempering wind all night long.

The next day, the sun tore through the clouds and poured down from the sky, shining on the two figures frozen by gray-black ice on the mountain peak.

Bang!
Chapter completed!