Chapter 213 Dragon 3

Han Feng felt that several beads in his body were spinning at a high speed, as if he had been attracted by something. Especially the red and black Buddha magic beads are strangely changing between black and red, and the body is surrounded by a strange feeling...

The moon finally turned into a full moon, and the water-like cyan light poured down, and the sky and earth were cool... Han Feng's eyes were fixed in the black bottomless hole, and there was a strange feeling, as if something was coming out... He could feel countless gods around him scanning towards the deep hole, but Don't dare to be too exposed, as if they are afraid. Han Feng also slowly released his consciousness and carefully explored the pit that day... "Huh!" Han Feng was surprised. He felt that his consciousness could not reach the bottom of the pit that day... With his feeling, he felt that his consciousness should have been released dozens of miles, but it was still empty... This was already the peak of his spiritual strength, but he still got nothing...

Time is flowing slowly. By the time of Hai, the moon had reached the top of his head. Han Feng suddenly remembered that today was the 15th... A full moon hung above his head like a silver jade plate, and the tall imperial mausoleum in the distance, the majestic green mountains, and the dense series of books all shined very clearly...

"It's not good." Han Feng's heart throbbed, which was his sixth feeling and had saved his life several times. When the warning came from his heart, Han Feng suddenly recovered his consciousness... At this time, a strange suction suddenly came from the bottom of the sinkhole, as if to absorb his spiritual power...

The strange suction came very strangely, as if it was abruptly, and it was extremely powerful. Fortunately, Han Feng saw the opportunity early, but the suction was like a maggot of the tarbia, closely following... Han Feng didn't have time to do any thought and tighten his spiritual strength... He faintly heard a few sounds in his ear. "Ah" sounded, which should be the suction of the strong...

In the dense bushes, Han Feng opened his closed eyes slightly, and his eyes were full of surprise. He could feel the thrill just now. When his spiritual power had just escaped from the pit that day, the suction had arrived, almost making him fall into the mouth of the tiger... At that time, even if he did not die, his mind would be hurt. , lost half of his life... At this time, a few miles away from Han Feng's hiding, several old men with strange clothes opened their eyes in turn. Although they were not together, their faces were the same panic and even fear. Their faces were pale because they were pale, and their eyes had lost their former glory. ...Obviously, the mental strength is very damaged...

At this time, the vision between heaven and earth suddenly appeared, and Han Feng was shocked to find that the jade disk in the air seemed to have become lower... Countless crystal clear lights gathered together and turned into a beam, shining towards the black sinkhole...

"This sinkhole can attract Yuehua." Han Feng was extremely shocked. In his memory, only some old monsters who cultivated into essence could rely on attracting Yuehua to practice... Last time on the edge of the Shang River, he saw the old turtle absorb Yuehua to practice. However, the degree and change of absorption at that time were small witches compared with now... Han Feng said secretly: " It's rare that some evil can't practice here, but this movement is really too big, isn't it? The brilliance in the jade plate seemed to have been absorbed by the sinkhole several feet in diameter, but when the pit was still dark that day, no change could be seen...

In a blink of an eye, an hour had passed. The jade plate slowly fell to the west, and the moonlight faded. Finally, a vision appeared... A strange buzz came from the pit that day. The sound was clear and sonorous as a golden stone. The green mountains trembled, and there seemed to be a breeze in the mountains. After blowing, countless towering ancient trees danced without wind, and the mountains and fallen leaves fell... At this moment, the mountains seem to be occupied by this sound, and all the insects and beasts have disappeared... Han Feng stared with breath. What is this sound? Han Feng thought hard. He had never seen such a sound in his memory. The strange voice was still in the green mountains, and the ancient trees were circling. A strange feeling sounded from the bottom of Han Feng's heart. His face changed. It is recorded in Nanyangzi that the dragon chanted nine days, through gold and cracked stones, everything was born, and the four seasons of reincarnation... It is rare that this pit will be The legendary dragon? ...But by intuition, Han Feng felt that it was not that kind of situation...

The clouds in the sky gradually drooped down, covering the whole imperial mausoleum. With the strange sound, there seemed to be a faint green gas rising in the tall imperial mausoleum in the distance, and then turned into snake-like silk, converging towards the black and mysterious sinkhole... The bottom of the sinkhole also slowly emitted purple light, absorbing those thin cloud-like silk...

"What the hell happened?" Han Feng thought hard that he could feel the huge energy contained in the purple gas that appeared in the pit that day...

This is the depths of the imperial capital of Wuyun City. A small hill is piled up by manpower, following the five elements, gossiping, and laying a strange array of work and creation. The two-color high corridor columns, which are unusually cleverly combined, are naturally and the impermanence of heaven...

This is the mysterious residence of the current national master of the Xuanhuang Dynasty. The Xuanhuang Dynasty may not know the holy emperor, but it must know that the current national master has become a substitute for immortals in people's minds. People have long forgotten the name of the national teacher and only call it Li Guoshi...

One hundred and eight handsome young girls sat around an altar several feet high, lined up in a circular formation, with pigs, cattle and sheep on the altar. A black oval sphere with a diameter of about ten feet is slowly rotating, and the rotation of the sun, moon and stars can be faintly seen in the hollow...

There is no driving force, but the black ball rotates extremely accurately, as if there is an invisible giant hand pushing it... A clumsy Taoist in blue sits cross-legged. You can't see his actual age. He is 80 years old, and some people will believe it. If he is 40 years old, some people will believe it. There is no wrinkle on his face, but a simple atmosphere of vicissitudes is coming towards him...

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On the Huangling Mountain, Han Feng was surprised to see the purple gas absorbing the silk aura seeped from the Huangling Mountain River, and his body was strangely changing...

Extended, extended, deformed, twisted... The original faint purple gas turned into a solid, and then turned into a purple worm in the eyes of many strong people. There are horns on the head, scales on the body, and toes on the feet... It's actually a vivid purple dragon...

The purple dragon suddenly opened its mouth, and the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth quickly went to its mouth, and its body radiated purple light. Although it was not a real dragon, it was extremely realistic... The green mountains in the distance shook slightly, and suddenly a power fluctuated in the air. Han Feng knew that someone couldn't help but do it. A huge wave turned into a giant silver hand in the air, pointing five fingers at the purple dragon and grabbed it...

"The peak of gathering." Han Feng knew that the person in the dark should belong to the perfect state of gathering gas. The silver hand is like an entity, showing the horror of the martial arts of the strong man who secretly... The silver giant hand has obviously made a plan for a long time, and his moves are as fast as lightning, blocking all the retreats of the purple dragon...

The purple dragon's body seemed to be smart in the air, and its tail shook slightly, but it had come out of the inevitable giant hand. Then, with a small mouth, a ball of purple light spewed out from its mouth and went to the silver giant hand... The silver giant hand was huge and could not dodge, and was stained by the light. On the finger...

"Puff." The purple light spread up along the silver giant hand. In a blink of an eye, with a soft sound, the silver giant hand unexpectedly melted like ice and snow seeing the sun... At that time, a sad cry came from a forest of the mountain rock in the distance, and a head with a golden hoop suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and then the eyes His eyes were wide open, and his eyes protrude... It actually died...

"What a horrible energy." Han Feng was secretly afraid that he could follow his spiritual strength to find the caster, and then hit it with one blow... However, the battle was not over. Obviously, the ** of the purple dragon was too big. There were several roars in the depths of the imperial mausoleum, and he saw a few objects suddenly flying in the distance...

A divine sword with a halo, a cold ghost-headed knife, and a big black net transformed by Yuanli... Several divine objects seemed to fly out of the sky. In the blink of an eye, they had fought with the purple dragon. The air around the sword was burned into red light, and the ghost-headed knife was cut Cut down, as if the whole hill had been split open, especially the big black net, as if it had covered the whole sky, intending to catch the purple dragon... Han Feng could see that the three people in the dark had at least stepped through the realm of gathering, with gods... The earth-shaking power made Han Feng's hair creepy. He He came to see the bustle, but he didn't expect it to really open his eyes... He was confident that he would never catch the hidden move of anyone...

The purple dragon is extremely divine. With a cup of kung fu, it actually broke the sword in the air, leaving only a black net, and it seems that it will not last long... Han Feng's shocking thing is that the energy contained in the purple dragon's body is so terrible...

"Puff." With a soft sound, in Han Feng's shocked eyes, the big black net slowly turned gray in the air and then disappeared... However, it can be seen that the purple dragon has also faded a lot. Obviously, its energy has also consumed a lot...

At this moment, when the sky was about to arrive, a dragon sound suddenly came from the purple dragon's mouth. The green mountain trembled, and the dragon's body was slightly twisted, obviously wanting to fly out of the sky...