"Just now, I encountered a monster."

Zhao Feng didn't know the name of this Mirage Nightmare, but just described its shape and attack methods. Everyone was scared and amazed.

"Miracle Nightmare." However, the little girl Aphra said the name of the monster in one mouthful, "This is a very powerful monster that can take human life in dreams. This kind of monster can create magnificent dreams and make people obsessed with it."

"So terrifying?" Maria said in surprise. "No wonder, I had a beautiful dream just now. However, it was interrupted later."

Bernice said: "It seems that we must be careful. This kind of attack is too hidden." As an assassin, she is very alert, but she can't help but feel very upset about the Mirage Nightmare's way, and she feels very upset.

"Thank you, Zhang Yu, otherwise we will all be buried in the mouth of the Mirage Nightmare." At this time, Bernice showed a look of gratitude for Zhao Feng's behavior just now.

Zhao Feng said: "You're welcome. If I didn't fight back just now, I'm afraid I'll lose my life. By the way, Alfra, you know a lot of things! You even know such a strange monster name."

Aphra said proudly: "That's natural, I'm very knowledgeable." Although Aphra is only thirteen years old, he has learned a lot of knowledge since childhood.

"There are very few monsters like this. There are not necessarily two of them in the entire desert. Unexpectedly, we encountered them. We are so lucky!"

Aphra sighed at the luck of the crowd and said, "It seems that we have to be more careful. We have to be more careful. There are still three hundred miles away from Satuba, so we have to be more careful."

Zhao Feng nodded, and looked at the soldiers who had all got up and couldn't sleep at all, and said, "Okay, let's ride the darkness and go straight to the road. In this way, the weather will be cooler."

After the incident just now, everyone's sleepiness was already scared to wake up. Who knows if there would be a monster similar to Mirage Nightmare that would kill people invisibly?

Although these soldiers are very brave, they will not be happy to die in an unknown way and feel wronged. It is glorious to die on the battlefield. If they die in their sleep, they are cowardly.

“Hurry the way.”

Zhao Feng's words were approved by everyone. Looking at the big pit destroyed by Zhao Feng and the shattered nightmare, everyone lost the interest in staying, and they all set foot on their mounts and marched towards the journey ahead.

Because he didn't sleep all night, Zhao Feng was a little sleepy and was very depressed when riding a horse.

During the long journey, he also developed the skill of closing his eyes on the horse to rest. At this time, he sat on the horse, narrowing his eyes slightly, looking free and at ease.

Looking at Zhao Feng's half-awake appearance, Bernice specifically asked the team to slow down a little, so that Zhao Feng could have time to take a little rest.

She knew that Zhao Feng had worked so hard these days that he had no time to rest well. Even the person who was beaten up would need rest and sleep.

However, in fact, Zhao Feng was not as tired as he seemed on the surface. At this time, his spirit was connected to the dark ring in his hand.

In this state, the black ring in his hand kept sending a white mental power into Zhao Feng's mind.

This process is not particularly wonderful.

The increase in mental power requires a long time of cultivation. However, Zhao Feng's mental power increases are obtained through the ring in his hand.

A decades of long process has been shortened to only a few hours, and the pain of tempering mental power has also increased thousands or tens of thousands of times.

"Damn ring, why did my head hurt so much?" Zhao Feng wanted to shout, but couldn't shout it out at all. At this time, although his expression was very calm, his head was as painful as a knife.

This severe pain is simply not something that humans can tolerate. Even a person with strong nerves like Zhao Feng can't bear it and wants to escape this pain.

However, Zhao Feng found that his soul seemed to be separated from his body. On the horse's back, he narrowed his eyes slightly, looking sleepy.

But in fact, his soul was in another place, enduring the scorching and tempering like a fire.

This process was very long and difficult for Zhao Feng to imagine. However, at this time, he had no way to escape. No matter how he shouted, no one could find it.

His soul seemed to be separated from his body. This taste made him suffer and made him feel very panicked.

"Damn it!"

At this time, Zhao Feng felt very regretful that he accidentally inputted a mental power into the ring just now. It was this action that made him suffer such torture as if he was in hell.

When he was fighting with Mian Yan just now, the ring in his hand played a huge role, which made him very curious and wanted to study the purpose of the ring.

Although this ring obtained from the necromancer Bandera looks inconspicuous and has no name, it contains many secrets.

Zhao Feng knew that this undead ring would definitely not be as ordinary as it looks. However, he didn't know what secret this ring had.

That's why he made the reckless move just now.

This painful torture made him, who was known as spiritually strong, suffer all the hardships. At this time, he kept lamenting and complaining in his heart, but he could not cut off the connection between him and the ring.

Zhao Feng didn't know that during the few hours he tempered in this ring, his mental power had been greatly strengthened and improved, and it increased by nearly ten times at once.

You should know that this kind of mental power increases very slowly. Even the necromancers who are good at mental power turn their bodies into undead creatures, and after a long period of precipitation, they have gained strong mental power.

Zhao Feng, in just a few hours, had his mental power similar to that of a high-level necromancer. All this change was given by the magical ring in his hand.

Strong mental power will have great benefits for his future cultivation journey. After tempering mental power, it will be very stable and will allow him to focus on his cultivation.

However, Zhao Feng cannot understand this benefit now.

When the spiritual connection between the ring and him was cut off, he felt like his spine had been removed, lying softly on the horse's back, without any strength.

For Zhao Feng, he would rather go through a few more fierce battles than have any spiritual connection with this ghost ring. At this time, he hated the dark ring in his hand in great pain.

"I'll throw away your scourge." Zhao Feng took it off from his hand and tried to throw the ring away. However, after thinking about it, he was still reluctant to let it go, so he had to say, "Forget it, let's keep it for now."

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Book title: Legend of Magic Card

Book number: 1084085

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