Chapter 80 Stone Gate

"Bang."

With a dull sound, under the surprised eyes of the old man, Han Feng's body unexpectedly flew out for more than ten feet, and a mouthful of blood shot out like an arrow.

"Son!!"

Lao Yu's exclamation sounded in the distance, which made it not expect that the person he invited with confidence was so rejected. In his mind, he had regarded Han Feng as half a benefactor. Therefore, something unexpected happened at this time, and it was very anxious. A bare round head swaying in a hurry, four pillar-like thick legs stamped their feet on the bluestone ground, and two small eyes were open like round glass balls. However, it could not step in, and the tragedy of the past almost killed it.

"Well."

The sound came from Han Feng's mouth lying on the ground. Although he was seriously injured, he was still conscious. Slowly getting up from the ground with a pale face after blood loss, and he began to heal his wounds. The two beads are indeed very magical. The yuan beads revolve around the rotating Buddha magic beads, and the golden power continues to emerge. Moreover, the world here is extremely powerful. In a short time, his injury was declared unharmed. With a flash of light and shadow, he stood there again. Looking back, he smiled faintly at Lao Li and asked him to be careful. This monster actually cares about himself so much, which greatly increases his affection for him...

"What happened?"

The old man asked eagerly. I don't know what's going on. When I tried to pour Yuanli into my palms and try to open the stone door, a violent force immediately came out of this thing. I didn't have time to avoid it, and that's it..." Han Feng said with a wry smile. Although I was prepared, I didn't expect this stone gate to be so lethal. This kind of serious injury has never been encountered since he came out of the battle.

What's going on? One person and one beast are obviously meditating. Han Feng did not push the stone door recklessly anymore. After a long time, the old man seemed to remember something and suddenly asked, have you ever practiced magic skills? Han Feng shook his head. He doesn't think about the magic, is it? Besides... he didn't want to reveal too much to the old turtle.

The old man didn't ask any more and said, "It's all because the old turtle didn't explain it clearly in advance, so that the prince was so seriously injured... This stone gate was poured into a power by the peerless strong man between heaven and earth countless years ago. This power is inherently a bright attribute, and there is an innate rejection of dark substances such as evil spirits. The old turtle is Because I went astray and embarked on the path of demon cultivation, I once wanted to force myself to enter, so I suffered a very serious internal injury. Presumably, he remembered the tragic experience of those years, and a trace of fear flashed in the eyes of the old turtle...

Han Feng said in his heart, it was miserable. I have a magic axe, and I don't know how much evil there is, not to mention that the Buddha's magic beads are originally from the magic religion, and I don't know how many dark there are... I'm afraid I can't enter this divine palace. He also thought that the peerless strongman who did not know how many years ago only poured into a power. Now, I don't know how many times have passed, and the white bones of the peerless strongman may have become ashes, but this power is still so powerful. Thinking back then, the realm of the strong man was unimaginable. I'm afraid that he could really collapse the mountains and destroy the world... For a moment, he fell into fantasy...

Lao's cry called him back to reality. It was stammering. Why don't it... stop here today and wait until later... find a way. It seems that it has retreated. Han Feng looked at it for a long time and suddenly said that he wanted to have a try. The firmness in his eyes made the old man open his mouth without making a sound. It can see that the young man in front of him belongs to the kind of person who doesn't stop hitting the south wall and doesn't look back...

Han Feng stood up again and walked towards the huge stone gate standing in front of him. Unable to give up, he stretched out his hands and pressed on the stone door again. Yuan Li rushed to his hands along the eight veins of the strange meridians, and there was no miracle. The teenager fell out again with a muffled hum... The surging Yuanli almost made him have no time to think, just like a mountain pressing on his body. The pain comes from every muscle and every inch of skin of his body, and it is so clearly reflected in the middle of his sea of knowledge...

Slowly, he struggled to get up from the ground with his already red and swollen arms, but there was a smile on the corners of his mouth, which made him look a little strange. After wiping away the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, Han Feng sat on the ground, his mind moved, and the golden power began to rustle from the two beads. In half an hour, he jumped up from the ground again, and the surging power surged in the meridians. He felt that his spiritual strength had never been so strong. His feet moved slowly and tenaciously walked to the indestructible gate. The two stone doors are like two towering peaks standing in front of him. He wants to measure its length with his feet...

Reality is always more cruel than ideal, "bang." The deep sound hit Lao Li's anxious eyes, and he saw a body fly up and fall to the ground without any signs... His face was full of blood, and then he climbed up stubbornly, sat, recovered... and then walked to the extremely arrogant stone gate again...

I can't remember how many times I fell and got up. The huge old man also slowly adapted from the initial shock, and then numb... In his eyes, the teenager threw himself around as a huge sandbag. Finally, he stood up unexpectedly, as if it were a machine. Xiaoqiang, who can't be beaten to death, is really suitable to use this word. However, it did not notice that after the teenager fell and stood up many times, there was a faint smile at the corners of his mouth. Unconsciously, the smile became thicker and thicker...

With the passage of time, although he has experienced countless falls, Han Feng feels that with the increase of the number of falls, his power has increased a lot invisibly. It turned out that every time his condensed power was destroyed by the powerful force in the stone gate, and the meridians of his whole body were injured to varying degrees. However, the magical recovery ability of the golden power generated by the rotation of the two beads in his body made his meridians recover quickly after a breath adjustment. Moreover, he faintly felt that the meridians in his body had become more and more tough, and the space in the meridians had expanded a lot. Although every injury made him endure the unbearable pain of ordinary people, this feeling of increasing internal strength made him feel pain and happiness. The original force here is very viscous, and the transformation speed in the body has also accelerated a lot. I don't know when the power in the body has a faint feeling of rising. He has inadvertently touched the ceiling above his head...

The heavy blow made Han Feng's body fly again, and then, when he fell heavily to the ground, he sat cross-legged again. The old man was surprised to find that Han Feng had not opened his eyes for a long time... Han Feng sat quietly on the ground, with his five bodies facing the sky. His injury has recovered under the treatment of golden power. But Yuanli is still pouring in from all over...

The viscous force in the air is sucked into the meridians, and then transformed into a golden force through the two beads. The two beads are like an extremely powerful power compressor. Countless power rolled in, but in the end it could only be transformed into a very small number of golden power. But with less and more, the golden power flows and moistens in its meridians and internal organs. Han Feng looked back and found that his heart had increased again, and the strong beating sound was almost like thunder in his ears. The five internal organs were rendered with a faint golden color. The pores of his whole body were wide at this time, and he felt that strange comfort.

"Bang." A muffled sound sounded from the depths of Han Feng's body, and he felt that the ceiling that blocked the flow of Yuanli was hit into countless fragments by the rolling golden power. The endless power spewed out like a golden torrent, and an unpressible feeling made him unable to help roar at the air, and the waves in the distance also rolled under the shock of his sound waves. The viscous force within a hundred feet around is stirring and faintly making a strange roar. Fortunately, the pressure of the palace here is very strong. Otherwise, I don't know how much noise it will be. Han Feng's whole body was flushed with golden power, and he couldn't suppress it any more. He burst out of his vitality full of essence.

"Puff."

A few feet high on the top of the head, the vision is steep, a few feet round, and the extremely beautiful golden flower is in full bloom. The old bean's big eyes were wide open and he didn't dare to disturb his luck.

"Flowers." What it did not expect was that Han Feng actually entered the realm of scattered flowers with the help of the powerful and unparalleled breakthrough in the stone gate. We can't help but make a new estimate of the extremely tenacious perseverance of the teenager in front of us, and with its countless years of experience, it has never seen such a strange phenomenon after entering the realm of scattered flowers like Han Feng. It has not seen the breakthrough of the realm of scattered flowers. That realm is just a five-inch-sized cyan flower a few feet above the head. The flower formed by the teenager in front of him is really different from ordinary people. Whether it is color or momentum, it is unbelievable and beyond its cognition...

Han Feng closed his eyes tightly, and the rushing qi and blood in his body gradually calmed down. He turned his mind and looked inside, and there was one more thing in Dantian, Zifu. It was a golden bead the size of a grain of rice, hovering there quietly, and the color of purple gold seemed to condense all the golden power of the body. When his heart moved, the beads suddenly burst into a dazzling golden light. He felt an extremely powerful force filling his whole body... After thinking for a moment, a smile floated on his crystal cheeks. Secretly, this should be Yuan Dan. The realm of scattered flowers is indeed powerful. Although it is only the realm of Xiaocheng, at this moment, his power and perception are much stronger than the realm of transformation. If he meets a yuan god like the thirteen heavenly demons again, he believes that he can easily destroy those demons and monsters...

"Ha ha, it feels good."

Han Feng slowly opened his eyes and smiled at the old man. His voice was as sonorous as a golden stone...

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