Chapter 250 Black Pudan

Han Feng stared at Baicaozi with a little disbelief and asked, "Is the nameless monster in the black fog this monster?" Baicaozi nodded gently, and Han Feng said, "Is this the legendary dragon?" It looks a little similar." Baicaozi shook his head, glanced at the monster, and then said, "This is not the legendary dragon, otherwise, do you think you will have a chance to escape with the skill of your three-legged cat?" Han Feng's surprised eyes were on Baicaozi. Baicaozi thought slightly, and then said, "Although this is not a dragon, it is the closest kind of warcraft to the dragon clan... It is Jiao. Generally, the age of Jiao is about 50,000 years, and this Jiao looks relatively young, and it should also have tens of thousands of years of years... ..." Han Feng remembered that in the book "Sealand Anecdotes", Jiao is a hybrid of dragons and snakes. It is rare in the world. Although it is powerful, it is not the bloodline of the real dragon, and there is still some gap with the real dragon clan. He didn't expect to see it with his own eyes today... Immediately, he thought that although this dragon is not a real dragon vein, But it's also horrible, but I don't know what it can kill this dragon? ... He thought to himself, and couldn't help looking at Baicaozi in front of him...

Baicaozi saw what he thought in his heart, and there was a rare solemnness in his eyes. He said, "This big guy died at the hands of a pheasant..." Han Feng was surprised. Baicaozi looked at him, and the solemn look in his eyes became stronger. Slowly said, "The breadth of the world is beyond your imagination. Don't think that everything you see is everything, and even the so-called dragon clan is not the most powerful mythical beast in the world..." He glanced at Han Feng, who was in meditation, and countless vicissitudes surged out on his wrinkled face...

"Including me, I only know the tip of the iceberg. There are twelve World Warcrafts in this world that are naturally generated by heaven and earth. They are extremely powerful and have the ability to turn over the mountains and seas... Killing this black dragonfly should be one of them, and you can call it a pheasant... As for the rest, if you reach that realm in the future, you will naturally I know..."

Han Feng's heart was turbulent, and Baicaozi's words seemed to open a window to a strange world, making him more firm his desire to reach the peak of the world...

Baicaozi was a little serious and said in a low voice, "I knew that there was a cold pool here hundreds of years ago, but I didn't expect that when this dragon was coiled here..." He looked at Han Feng, as if he had seen through what he was thinking, and then said, "Bad boy, it's good if you can have such a wish, but this leads to martial arts. The road to the peak, but you have to experience a lot of pain. You have to soak in salt water and roll in blood. How many successful people have there since ancient times? Ha ha, boy, I don't know if you are ready? ......”

Han Feng muttered, and the fierceness in his eyes was chilling. Baicaozi nodded secretly. He could feel the unyielding will of the teenager in front of him, especially the willpower shown by Han Feng when he refined his body in the ancient tripod, which made him greatly appreciate it... There was a feeling of appreciation in his eyes, and when he saw that he had successfully aroused the fighting spirit of the teenager in front of him, he couldn't help laughing... ...

However, there was no praise in his mouth. He laughed and said, "Kid, don't have such a long ambition under the tree, but become people's laughing stock... You'd better get through the current level first... Hey hey, I can't help you..." The body has changed and disappeared. It's not that he doesn't want to help Han Feng, but because there are some things that Han Feng has to do by himself, which is a necessary training... Han Feng saw Baicaozi disappear and can't help shouting angrily, "I'm dead, and you've been here for countless years..." I don't know where the voice of Baicaozi came from: "Bah, crow Mouth, I can't misread it. The cat has nine lives. You stinky boy has 99 lives. How can you be the kind of person who died early? Hey hey, and if you die, I naturally have a way to leave here..." Han Feng couldn't help but be angry and silent. This grass boy always has a way to arouse his anger...

However, he was so angry that he had to find a way to leave here. At this time, Baicaozi's voice suddenly came to his ears: "Hey, stinky boy, you look for it again in that cave, as if there is something, maybe you can go out... Hey hey, don't forget the corner of your green dragonfly, that's good. Something can make medicine... Hey hey... As for Neidan, don't think about it. I ate the pheasant and turned into shit...

Although Han Feng was angry, he still followed Baicaozi's words... He took out a dagger and walked to the huge green dragonfly, trying to gouge out the green horn on its head...

It seems that the dead dragon skin armor is black, and the scales are the size of a bowl mouth. The height of a head alone reaches his chest. There is a cyan horn in the center of his head. Although there is only half of the horn left, it is blue and shining. At a glance, it can be seen that it is extraordinary... Han Feng said secretly in his heart, is it the name of this green dragonfly. Did the word come from this green corner? He turned his wrist and took out a dagger. The dagger shone coldly, which was what he took out of the blood pool...

Han Feng held the dagger and dug into the skin around the green horn. The skin was tough and did not dig in all of a sudden... "It looks like a prick?" Han Feng said to himself. With the power in his hand, the cold shining dagger suddenly turned silver, and unexpectedly burst out three inches of sharp light...

Han Feng once again pointed his dagger at the cyan horn, and Li Mangqi fell on the edge of the horn. With a sneer, the dagger entered three points. A smile flashed in Han Feng's eyes. He didn't stop. After a while, the green horn had been completely dug down... Han Feng looked at the green horn and said in his heart, "This is a good thing." With a palm turned, the thing has fallen into the bag...

Han Feng was suddenly surprised to find that the beast body that had lost its green horns was shrinking to a small place. In a short time, the huge beast body had shrunk several times... Han Feng was surprised that it seemed that it should be caused by the loss of the green horn...

Resolved the immediate trouble, Han Feng turned around and walked in. The stone cave was originally the place he used to practice, which is relatively familiar. But at this time, he suddenly felt a strange feeling, and something different came to his mind...

By the way, it's familiar. He felt that he was very familiar with the road here. Originally strange strange stones, miscellaneous trees seemed to come alive in their eyes. With a heart moved, Han Feng secretly said, is it because of the green horn...

Han Feng kept walking under his feet. In a blink of an eye, he had walked through the place where he practiced. Then, he turned over a strange peak formed by a karst monster. Han Feng seemed to understand and put his palm on a raised monster.

Rumble. In the rolling sound, the strange peak formed by the strange stone actually moved. Qifeng moved ten feet away from the ground... revealing a three-foot-square hole, and a cold blue air emerged from it...

The cold green air radiates a cyan glow. Seal." Han Feng's heart moved. He could feel that the blue light was actually an ancient seal. In fact, the seal is a formation skillfully made of runes, in which the breath and will of the owner of the seal are preserved...

Han Feng has had a deep understanding of sealing since he practiced the ancient array method. He could feel the power of the seal... Han Feng was shocked and said to himself, "This seal is a little destroyed. It seems that the green dragon slipped out of here. If the seal is not destroyed, the green dragon can't run out..."

Han Feng stretched out his hand and made a few complicated fingerprints in the air, and a light golden light appeared all over him, like a golden armor god... Although Han Feng could not feel any harm from the cyan hole, he was still fully prepared. Han Feng slowly leaned over and gently shrouded in the cyan light. The hole went, and his body seemed to be blown by the wind. In a blink of an eye, his body had disappeared...

"What a vast place." Han Feng was surprised. He gently opened his eyes and couldn't help exclaiming. It's really good to use the word vast... Han Feng's eyes contracted slightly. In his eyes, this is an ancient and vast world, as if no one has ever set foot here...

Han Feng stood on a protruding platform made of huge stones. He looked up, and above his head was a roof made of countless stones, a hundred feet high above his head... Looking down, he couldn't see clearly under his feet, and there were countless clouds and fog surrounding him...

"I didn't expect that there would be such a place at the bottom of this ten-thousand-year-old cold pool. Everything in the world is really strange. Han Feng sighed in his heart. He set the direction, and there was a breeze under his feet. The body floated into the clouds.

I don't know how long it took. Han Feng finally found that this place was really not big. I really don't know who opened up this world? Finally, he found a tall building standing in the middle of the vast square...

Four tall pillars stand with all kinds of birds and beasts carved on them. What is this? Han Feng finally realized that this was an ancient altar... Who set up this ancient and mysterious altar, but the altar has become much more rotten, and it is empty...

He stared at this ancient altar for a long time and couldn't see any characteristics. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly found that there was a green light on it. Blessed to the soul, Han Feng's body has fallen on the altar. There is nothing left on the altar except those strange birds and beasts carved...

Han Feng muttered to himself, "Am I looking at the flowers?" This altar has been abandoned for a long time, and there is nothing special. Turning around and about to take a step, his heart moved and suddenly stopped. His eyes fell on a shabby futon above. This futon was originally the place where the sacrificial person sat. Due to the age, black dust has fallen on the futon, which is inconspicuous at all, but Han Feng's eyes have been staring for a long time... This thing can't be seen from any material, but it doesn't look rotten at all. Even the stone should produce cracks. , but this stone is dark without any damage...