Chapter 145 The Underworld 3

When Han Feng was about to give up the black and white egg that looked hard to figure out except black and white. As soon as he walked a few steps, suddenly a strange voice came. Han Feng turned his head in surprise and saw that the black and white egg slipped up again in the smooth round pit. Han Feng felt extremely surprised and came back. The black and white egg stopped turning again and stopped there quietly...

Han Feng leaned over to the strange stone egg and said, "Black and white egg, do you have anything to say to me? If I'm right, you can turn left three times and right three times... okay?" Han Feng thought for a moment and said, "Do you want me to take you out of here?" The round egg did not move. Han Feng thought to himself, "I'm randomly suspicious. I don't know when this stone egg was here. How can it have a human mind?" Thinking about it, he turned around and walked away again...

However, just as he was about to take the third step, a strange voice sounded and Han Feng's face was frozen there. He quickly turned around and looked away, only to see the black and white egg turning around. It happened that he turned three times to the left and turned his head to the right three times... The black and white flashed in the smooth stone disk, which shocked Han Feng's heart. He smiled bitterly and said, "You are really so effective... I still don't believe it. If you can stand up, I will take you out of this dark underworld sea..."

"Bonely..." Han Feng's face really changed. In his surprised eyes, the black and white stone egg really stood up. Small head down, big head up...

"It seems that you are really obsessed with the young master." Han Feng smiled bitterly and gently stretched out his hand to face up. He wanted to grab the black and white egg in his hand. Just when his hand was half a foot away from the stone egg, he suddenly felt cold in his hand, and the stone egg had rolled into his hand. Han Feng put the stone egg in his hand and looked at it carefully. Although this round thing was not very eye-catching, an ancient atmosphere came to his face, as if there was something in it. The black and white color coiled on the undulating surface and just separated the stone egg equally... But there was nothing strange about the others, so I had to put it in the Xumi bag.

"It seems that I have to bring you into the world." Han Feng said with a wry smile. However, he suddenly found that the patterns of the eight monsters around the place where the stone egg was placed had disappeared... Han Feng was surprised that he knew that these patterns were born from this stone egg. Although he did not know why, he faintly felt that the stone egg was extraordinary...

Han Feng was meditating, and an eager creak suddenly sounded. Han Feng really heard it. This is the little fat voice.

"What's going on?"

Han Feng thought in his heart, but a voice sounded in his heart. Take this strange egg out quickly? He is very strange. In his impression, this little guy has always been afraid of heaven and earth, and even the devil's strange python was taken down by him, but he didn't expect that he seemed to be a little afraid of this little black and white egg...

His heart moved, and the Xumi bag had been untied. A fat little guy appeared in front of him. As soon as his body was exposed, he jumped to him. The little paws waved and creaked at it...

Han Feng saw the way out. This is Xiao Pang protesting against him. Although he was shocked, he looked at the little guy with a smile. He has never seen this little fat man so angry... like a cat with its tail stepped on it. He shouted at him, "Throw that annoying monster out... Did you pick up this thing there?" Han Feng smiled and said, "I didn't expect that the beast that has always claimed to be unparalleled in the world also has something to be afraid of..." Xiao Pang jumped higher and screamed, "Who is afraid? Will this beast be afraid of this strange egg?"

"Oh, aren't you afraid? ..." Han Feng touched his chin and smiled meaningfully, "Then why don't you dare to go in?"

"Squeak." The little fat shouted, "Who is afraid? The beast just doesn't want to be with this strange thing."

"Isn't it just fear that you don't want to be together? Ha ha..." Han Feng said sarcastically.

"You... look, the heavenly beast is going back... back..." While talking, the little fat body flew back to the beard bag with a "swhisper" sound. Han Feng explored it with his mind. The little guy did nothing unusual, so he was relieved. However, he took his body far away from the black and white egg, as if it was very pleasing. Tired. Fortunately, this Xumi bag is very wide, enough to accommodate it to turn its head inside... Han Feng's heart suddenly moved. If this little guy is allowed to enter the black general space, I don't know if it's okay? Now it's urgent, so I have to wait until later to try again... At present, he presses this thought and first to find the soul pulp of the ground...

Han Feng turned around the simple altar dedicated to the black and white egg and walked inside, but what came was a tall white stone wall, and what was attached to the stone wall was a dark and wet round hole. The round hole showed a scarlet color, as if it had been burned by fire... A obscure and ancient breath penetrated from the depths, making him feel uneasy...

The map poured into his body by the old man Zhong Kui suddenly lit up. He knew that the soul pulp must be here... Suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, Han Feng walked inside, and the narrow and narrow hole made him move forward with his head down for fear of touching his head...

The narrow path suddenly opened up after a few steps, and the world in front of him suddenly surprised Han Feng. Because at this time, he felt two completely different breaths. A kind of vibrant aura that makes people feel like they are in spring, but the other side is full of the breath of death...

The two breaths were so wonderfully entangled, and the path he walked was right in the middle of the two breaths. The two breaths have edified two completely different worlds. The left is a pure white color and the right is a dark color... Han Feng suddenly thought of the black and white round egg in his arms. Does it have anything to do with them...

He carefully stepped on the balance point of black and white gas and moved forward slowly, knowing that these black and white gas is the purest gas in heaven and earth, which is not what he can deal with now... Once he steps in by mistake, I'm afraid that those masters in the realm of concentration will turn into a piece of gas and be absorbed by it...

The path is like a black-and-white twist, which is dazzling after looking at it for a long time... And where will the two completely different gases come from? Han Feng looked around and saw that the white gas became more and more solemn. Different stone pillars stood in the distance, and the white vitality radiated from the thick stone pillars carved with complex runes. Those stone pillars seem to be distributed in an octagonal shape, one after another, which is surprising. Now Han Feng's eyes can't see what kind of formation it is... Unexpectedly, it can emit such a strong vitality endlessly, as if it is a bridge between heaven and earth... It attracts the yang between heaven and earth. However, he secretly remembered the method of placing those stone pillars in case he could carefully study what kind of amazing people he was and laid out this earth-shaking array... This should be a natural relic left by ancient times like Baicao Fairy Valley and Tianbo God Mansion... Since then, Han Feng has been in his heart Leaving a question, what happened in ancient times? It will leave these relics that can only be looked up to, but difficult to crack...

He turned his head and looked to the other side again, and the endless dazzling black came from a distance like black running water, as if it had swallowed all the light. As soon as Han Feng released his consciousness, he took it back. He found that the black breath of death immediately absorbed his consciousness...

Han Feng's face changed, and what a terrible breath of death... He found that the black breath of death was no different from the ghosts of the underworld outside, but it was countless times stronger and had faintly solidified...

"It doesn't seem to be isolated. It should be connected with the outside." Han Feng muttered. He vaguely guessed that the dead air here should be from the underworld sea, and the white anger seems to be refining this countless ghost gas... And this magnificent breath of death is really too huge. It has been so deadlocked for countless years, slowly refining... Although the guess may not be right, Han Feng's heart has After admiring the people who arranged all this at the beginning, I don't know what kind of amazing and enviable people can do such unprecedented things according to the situation... Where did those people go today? ......

Han Feng continued to walk forward carefully. I don't know how long it took. The terrain was steeper, and the black and white colors gradually closed. The spirit of life and death in the air seemed to be neutral, and the map in his mind suddenly lit up, like a bright light...

Han Feng was surprised and accelerated his pace... Turning around a hill, he looked forward and became rigid in an instant...

Because a huge round pool appeared a few feet away in front of him. The round pool is made of an incomparably huge square stone, with a hundred feet of square circle, and a pool full of clear water in the middle. The strange thing is that the clear water is black and white. The strangest thing is a huge lotus flower in the black and white pool. Open brightly...

The lotus is not the ordinary green-covered red lotus in the ordinary world, but very strange... The flowers are black and white, the size of a ruler. Those leaves are both black and white, and they are clearly like Jingwei. It is faintly opposite to the dead places on both sides. The strangest thing is that this lotus flower actually formed several lotus seeds, and the lotus seeds turned blood red, but it was a blood lotus...

I didn't expect that there was such a strange thing in the world. A gust of wind blew, and the blood lotus was bright. With the black and white lotus flower shaking slightly, it was very conspicuous... In a faint time, Han Feng knew that this must be an extraordinary thing. A voice suddenly sounded in his heart: "Take it off." But it was the little fat voice. Just as he was about to take action, the little fat suddenly warned: "Be careful of the attack... Don't touch the pool..."

This little fat is a natural alien and has a natural intuition for spiritual things. Han Feng was convinced that his heart moved, and the dragon slaughtering was ready to attack at any time... Everything was ready. Han Feng meditated on the heavenly formula in his mouth. Yuanli was formed under his feet, and the wind element condensed. The next moment, his figure had risen against the wind, like a strange bird, slowly moving towards the huge black and white lotus...< /P>

"What?"

Han Feng was shocked, because at this moment, the blood lotus suddenly avoided his lightning-like catch. How can this blood lotus automatically dodge? Han Feng's face was stiff, but he didn't expect that there would be such a thing in the world? But at this moment, he has no intention to retreat. He is bound to get it. In a blink of an eye, his body has improved a little... Another scratch...