Chapter 251 The Soul of the Dragon

Han Feng stared at the dark futon in front of him. Except for being well preserved, he could not see anything special. He stretched out his hand and put it on the black futon. As soon as his finger touched the futon, a cold air suddenly came from his fingertips to his heart...

Han Feng was shocked and said secretly, "What kind of material do you know? Why is it so cold?" With a little more strength in his hand, he finally grabbed the black futon and wanted to take it in his hand to take a closer look. As soon as he bought it, he didn't expect it to suddenly sink. Han Feng was shocked again. He didn't expect that this small futon had given him so much surprise. He was a little surprised, and his eyes stared on the dark futon, and he could see that the thing was just covered with something on the surface. This black should not be its original appearance...

Han Feng turned his palm and put the futon in the Xumi bag for later study... Then he raised his head and looked at the strange altar. The altar has no surprising characteristics except its towering and majesticity, but Han Feng has a strange feeling. What must be hidden here? ...His intuition has always been very accurate, so Han Feng released his consciousness to search this strange space. Somehow, there was not a drop of water seeping in here...

At this time, Han Feng suddenly moved. With his left hand turned over, a small and exquisite thing appeared in his hand, emitting a faint golden light. The buzz sounded from his fingers, and Han Feng's slightly strange eyes bet on the little thing. He saw that the little thing was simple in style, as thin as paper, but it was exactly the dragon-killing... The faint buzzing sound was like a dragon, which came into Han Feng's ears. He could feel the excitement of the dragon-killing in the trembling... Han Feng muttered He muttered to himself, "Little thing, what have you found?" This little thing is very strange. Han Feng escaped for his life several times because of it... With a loosening of his fingers, the pale golden dragon-killing order flew out of thin air, turned into a faint golden light, and went far away...

The dragon-slaying order did not fly very quickly in the air. Han Feng's heart moved, his toes gently on the bluestone of the altar, and he had followed the dragon-killing order closely...

Dragon Slaying flew in the air and drew a beautiful arc. Han Feng's body was tightly wrapped in the breeze and followed quickly, flying in this eternal cold and unknown space... In a blink of an eye, he had gone dozens of miles. Han Feng was impatient. Suddenly, a black peak appeared in front of him. The peak was not high, about hundreds of feet, bare, but surrounded by thick clouds... Han Feng was strange, and the dragon slaughter order in front of him suddenly accelerated, turned into a streamer, threw himself into the black cloud, and disappeared in a blink of an eye...

Han Feng did not dare to rush into the clouds. He stood still, hovered in mid-air, and looked at the black peak... The peaks were dark, as if they had been barbecued with fire, and the clouds were also black, as if they were born from the peak... Han Feng was full of eyesight, which was enough to see. After entering a few feet, he couldn't see the most important part. He felt that there was a barrier blocking his spiritual power... Han Feng was shocked and said to himself, "This mountain has been sealed." The more the divine knowledge expanded, the more surprised Han Feng's eyes became. Unexpectedly, someone could seal such a huge mountain... You should know that the skill of sealing is not what ordinary people can do. The larger the area of the seal, the longer the sealing time, and the stronger the power and spiritual power of the sealed person... It is not easy to seal the space of several feet. I didn't expect that there would be such a powerful person. What kind of peerless strong man should the strong man belong to in those years to leave such a big deal? ...Han Feng couldn't help falling into reverie...

But soon, Han Feng woke up from his reverie. A sound rippled sound came into Han Feng's ear drum, and his heart moved. Looking in the direction of the sound wave, I saw that it was the place where the dragon slaughter order disappeared... The black cloud was also thinner, which protected Yuanli's whole body. Han Feng's body had gone to the black cloud...

Han Feng's eyes suddenly darkened, and a layer of barrier followed. He was about to take action, but the barrier was close to his body. The green horn cut from the green dragon Warcraft in Han Feng's body suddenly emitted a cyan glow...

The cyan light quickly wrapped Han Feng's body, and the layer of powerful barrier touched the cyan light on Han Feng's body unexpectedly melted... Han Feng only felt that his body was empty and was already in a strange space. Immediately, his eyes showed a strong shock...

A golden brilliance is flying in the air, drawing gorgeous and enchanting curves between the ups and downs... Like a golden and flexible spirit snake, with its body flying, the golden flame tail thrown out... The next moment, Han Feng was shocked to find that there were many horrible white streamers flowing in the cave... And that It is these white streamer that the pale dragon-killing order is chasing... This empty space is resounding with a sad roar like a dragon... The white streamer seems to be very afraid of the pursuit of the dragon-killing order and keeps avoiding it...

What are these white streamer? Han Feng looked at it with full eyesight. It was okay not to look at it. At a glance, he couldn't help sweating coldly...

The white streamer turned out to be small snakes. Han Feng tried to suck a streamer in his hand and looked carefully. He saw a little snake under the white light, his body twisted, and he opened his teeth and shouted at Han Feng. Han Feng could feel countless violent breaths hidden in the little snake's body... What is this? The little snake has all its whiskers, with scales on its body and small feet under its body. What kind of snake is this? Han Feng took a deep breath. This is obviously a dragon, no, it's not a dragon. Han Feng suddenly thought of the body of the green dragon he saw outside. By the way, this should belong to the yuan god of the dragon, or the soul of the dragon...

Han Feng understood a little in his heart that the dragon-killing order should have felt the souls of these dragons, so he flew over in a hurry... "This dragon-killing order is indeed a little extraordinary." Han Feng said secretly, "I don't know why there are rare dragon souls between heaven and earth here. There are not thousands and hundreds... There are really many strange things between heaven and earth... He is meditating in this room, and there has changed. The white streamer transformed by the dragon's soul has almost disappeared... Many people don't know where to escape...

Han Feng was suddenly shocked and suddenly raised his eyes. He saw a golden light suddenly flying towards him... Like a small golden dragon with teeth and claws, he was about to use the formula, and the golden light had suddenly stopped in his hand... And with a light in his hand, the soul of the white dragon in his hand had disappeared. If you lose it, you can see that it was swallowed up by the dragon slaughter order...

Han Feng looked at the golden light hovering in the air with shock and could feel its cheerfulness... "Ha ha, is it time to play enough?" Han Feng whispered. He gently read the closing formula, and then a soft sound sounded in his ear, like a dragon, and there was already an additional object in his hand. Han Feng looked down. It was the dragon slaughter...

The golden streamer around Tu Longling, which seemed to make Han Feng feel an extraordinary surprise... The original hand showed a faint golden light. At this time, the golden brilliance was much stronger. At a glance, Han Feng almost dared not recognize it... And Tu Longling's body On the body, there was an extra winding dragon pattern, and even the body seemed to have grown a little... Since the dragon slaughter has recognized the Lord, Han Feng can faintly feel the joy in the heart of this thing... He can imagine that it should be the reason why he has devoured the souls of many dragons...

"This little thing has gained a lot this time." Han Feng said in his heart. With a gentle movement in his hand, he meditated on the formula in his heart, and the dragon-killing order in the palm of his hand has disappeared... "It's just that why are there so many dragon souls here?" Han Feng looked up at the deep cave and saw that it was extremely deep and dimly unable to see clearly... A feeling of loneliness and vicissitudes rose from Han Feng's heart, "Who on earth sealed this dark cave? What kind of power should the people at that time have to imprison the souls of dragons here? Is this really something that can be done by manpower? Is it rare that this is a relic left by God? A series of questions became a mystery in Han Feng's heart, and he couldn't help ponderling for a long time...

At this time, a bloody light suddenly shot from the hazy fog. The hazy black fog entered Han Feng's eyes... Han Feng had a refreshing feeling in an instant. In his shocked look, he could feel a strong aura surrounding him...

"What is this?" In shock, Han Feng rose into the air and walked to the shining place... But he felt that his body suddenly sank and had fallen down. Only then did he find that he could not fly in this cave... He had to reshape and move forward carefully... Although the blood and brilliance could be seen clearly, Han Feng really walked a long way...

About a few miles away, Han Feng approached the bleeding place... After walking for a few miles, Han Feng finally walked around the place of the bloody light source...

"What is this?" In Han Feng's shocked eyes, he found that a sunset-like, irregularly shaped thing was embedded on the black cliff, and under the sun-like thing was carved with ancient rock paintings...

Many people with grass skirts around their waist, jade rings on their ears, holding stone tools in their hands, holding their arms high and praying, cheering, or looking up... The direction is facing the bloody sun-like thing... Although it is a rock painting, Han Feng can see that the eyes of those primitive people There is a lot of desire and even madness in my eyes...

The bloody strange thing is not round, but a regular hexagonal shape, but because its bloody halo is round, Han Feng really can't think of any name to describe this strange thing. Let's call the blood-red strange thing like the bloody sun the bloody sun...

Then the bloody light, Han Feng suddenly found that there were some things carved on the bloody sun. He stared and saw that those things were some rare birds and beasts... There were legendary dragons, phoenixes, unicorns, Bi Xuan, black turtles... all of them half faintly appeared in the clouds... Han Feng suddenly appeared in these things. A very familiar thing was found in it. He looked at it and suddenly remembered that this was the green dragon he saw outside, and the soul of the white dragon he chased by the dragon slaughter outside...