Chapter 86 Lock the Dragon

"Sneer."

It's like the tip of the knife scratching Xuanbing, and a sharp voice sounded, and two golden hooks swooed towards Han Feng. The black Xingtian was like a black mountain in Han Feng's hand, flashing axe shadows. With a crisp sound, one of the golden light fell into the distance again, and the other golden light flashed, and another blood light appeared...

This time, the two golden lights stopped and immediately hovered back. The golden light shuttled through the shadow of a black axe like a mountain, bringing a line of blood from time to time. In an instant, I don't know how many blood stains appeared on Han Feng's body. Although it is not fatal, it looks shocking and horrible. Zhu Ling's messenger's strange laughter is like a spell, disturbing people's hearts and minds...

However, Han Feng did not panic at all. His eyes became brighter and brighter in the fierce battle, like a bright autumn lake in the middle of the night, and like a fierce beast from ancient times, flashing a cold light. It seems that the blood did not come from his body... Xing Tian's mountain-like axe shadow flashed a strange light...

"Guga... I'm going to see if your hand is fast or my mind is fast? Since you are not afraid of death, I will let you dry your blood and die, but to see how strong your recovery ability is?

Han Feng was still unmoved, and the slightly bent corners of his lips outlined a cold look. However, he clearly felt that the blood in his body was quietly losing. Xing Tian's use has made him consume a lot of power, and the discomfort has emerged in his mind. Just as Han Feng wanted to make a life-threatening move, a consciousness suddenly came into his mind.

"Oh, do you want to play?"

He raised his eyebrows, raised the corners of his mouth, and a faint smile appeared on Han Feng's pale cheek. Set off his blood, which makes people feel even more cold. The Zhu Ling messenger, who has always had the upper hand, actually came out with a trace of coldness in his heart...

With a "bang", a black force hit and exploded in front of Zhu Ling's messenger. A dazzling red light flashed in the red robe, and he took the old man's move with his own body protection. The old turtle also woke up and sent out a black power to help Han Feng.

"Ga Ga... Even if you are an old turtle, it won't help. I'm going to start killing today..."

A golden light flashed, and one of the golden hooks had floated on the top of the old turtle's head to hook its small round head. The old turtle hurriedly shrank his limbs and head into the black turtle shell...

Han Feng was able to breathe. At this moment, a yellow shadow appeared in his left hand. The lock dragon made his small body tremble and buzz in Han Feng's palm, as if he was eager to try... Its excited breath instantly entered Han Feng's heart.

"Are you in a hurry?"

Han Feng looked at the trembling and buzzing little thing in his hand and muttered in his mouth. He has been closely connected with the divine consciousness of the lock dragon. A word "kill" came out of his lips and teeth.

"Hum."

A strange sound made a big noise in the air, and for a moment, the air seemed to be shaking at its frequency. The yellow light is at the bottom of the water, and the rolling river in the distance is stained with a faint yellow. The strange breath enveloped the world in an instant.

Zhu Ling's messenger has noticed the changes here. His eyes are shrinking, and the breath of locking the dragon order makes him feel dangerous. A fingerprint was formed, and the two golden hooks suddenly rushed to Han Feng. He had to do it first to avoid leaving him in trouble.

Under the strengthening of Zhu Ling's messenger, the power of the golden hook increased greatly and immediately came to Han Feng's head with a strange sound. Han Feng almost saw that the rolling golden hook blade touched his skin in an instant, and the cold air of his body had invaded his skin. However, he did not panic at all. With a cold smile in his eyes, he fixedly looked at the lock dragon order in his hand.

"Zi."

Like the chirping of mosquitoes, the yellow dragon lock has disappeared out of Han Feng's hand, and the air has not changed at all. There are not even any air-broken ripples. His consciousness has not yet reacted, and the lock dragon order has appeared in the direction of the two golden hooks above his head. A yellow light flashed away...

"Jingle."

It's like a broken sword falling to the ground with a soft sound. It shattered the confidence full of smiles in Zhu Ling's messenger's eyes. In his surprised eyes, two golden hooks fell straight on the stone. The blue stone at the bottom of the river was extremely hard, and the golden hook fell on the ground and broke like broken glass... It turned into 16 pieces. Eight pieces of gold hook... All this happened in the blink of an eye, and the smile of Zhu Ling's messenger even remained in the eyes like ghost fire, and then stiffened...

Han Feng was also stunned, and the shock brought to him by the lock dragon order was also not small. But it was not over yet. The little thing emitting golden light buzzed, and the yellow light flashed and disappeared in place again, faster than the rotation of the human eyeball, as if the space had been penetrated...

Zhu Ling's messenger's eyes suddenly condensed, and there was a terrible look in his eyes. The ghost mask on the face is even more frightening. His figure suddenly retreated, as if a fire had burned his buttocks. But it was too late, and a yellow light flashed in front of him like hell. A piece of blood covered his eyes... Then, he disappeared silently, as if he had never appeared...

"Wow...!"

screamed and tore people's eardrums without hesitation. Zhu Ling's messenger turned into a streamer and went to the river in the distance, and disappeared in an instant in the rolling undercurrent... A broken arm on the ground was placed there, and the flat wound seemed to be cut by a sharp blade. But there was no blood color in the exposed white stubble and the gray-white muscles. The atrophied muscles seem to make people suck all the blood inside with their mouths...

A broken arm on the ground was placed there, and the flat wound seemed to be cut by a sharp blade. But there was no blood color in the exposed white stubble and the gray-white muscles. The atrophied muscles seem to make people suck all the blood inside with their mouths...

All this happened in an instant, and Han Feng felt overwhelmed. When he understood, the Zhu Ling messenger had howled and escaped, like a mountain collapsing in an instant. The yellow light flashed, and the lock dragon appeared in the air several feet away, and it trembled slightly as if it was shouting proudly. He couldn't help but be a little unbelievable, and he secretly said something domineering...

At this time, Lao Yi's words sounded, and the prince still took the magic weapon first! Han Feng looked at it and saw that the old dragon was actually shrinking, as if he was a little afraid of the lock dragon. Han Feng's mind moved, and a word "return" came out gently. The next moment, the lock dragon suddenly appeared in his hand. At a glance, it looks much bigger. Maybe because of bloodthirsty, Huang Guang is also much stronger. He slowly put it in his pocket and was secretly happy. Unexpectedly, he accidentally got a treasure. The frustration when I just came out of Tianbo God's Mansion has disappeared...

Just as he was about to withdraw his eyes, he suddenly found a small black thing on the ground a few feet away. Obviously, it was left by Zhu Ling's messenger when he fled. His heart moved, and the little thing just moved. Han Feng was shocked. Now that his space photography has made great progress. Some small things can move with his consciousness. Unexpectedly, the little things seem to be extremely heavy and difficult to move with divine consciousness. He walked over and picked it up in his hand. It is a small tripod furnace with dark color and no magic use. His consciousness moved and wanted to see the situation inside, but as soon as he entered, it immediately came out again. Although the black tripod furnace looks very small, it looks like a bottomless hole inside, and a suction force actually trapped its spiritual power. Han Feng was so scared that he quickly collected his consciousness. He couldn't see any good use for the time being, so he suffered it. Study it well in the future...

It was dark in front of his eyes, and the old man's huge body had slowly squeezed over. With a bow on its front leg, it knelt down to Han Feng like a human. He hurried to hold it, but he didn't know where to start...

Lao Yu's sincere voice was shocking, and the old turtle thanked the prince for saving his life.

Han Feng said that this is a matter of duty, and he doesn't have to be grateful... He doesn't know that the old turtle has indeed regarded him as a lifesaver at this moment. Recognizing the inheritance of his identity through his Xingtian Magic Axe is grateful to him, but after all, it is a long time and makes people feel a little empty. Now the former it sees pulls it back from the edge of life and death, and the gratitude in his heart is not overflowing... The turtle is one of the four spiritual beasts, and it will help Han Feng a lot in the future, but that's a later story...

Han Feng waved his hand, and several black beads had floated in front of Lao Yu, surrounded by its ups and downs. Lao Yu's little eyes were round, and he spoke incoherently and said, "This...this is...old turtle, dear...the Yuanzhu of relatives." Those beads also emitted black light, as if they also felt the breath on its body.

Han Feng waved again, and an elixir had appeared in front of Lao Li. This... This is a washing elixir! At this moment, Lao Yi's eyes were full of tears. You can see the shock in his heart.

It suddenly knelt down to Han Feng again... and said in a low voice, "Thank you. In the future, the prince will be a useful place for the old turtle, but please say something, go up to the knife mountain, put it into the oil pot, and the old turtle will not hesitate."

With a faint smile on his face, Han Feng said, "You have been an old man for thousands of years. If you do this again, it will break my life..." While talking, he actually made the old man laugh... The tense and sensational atmosphere suddenly relaxed.