Chapter 312 Hungry Noodles

Tian Dangshan.

The outskirts of Wuyun City.

There are many more hunters or drug pickers these days. These people walked around Zizhuxuan, either looking or inspiing, but they suddenly found a strange phenomenon...

Surrounded by green bamboo, decorated with red flowers, the elegant Zizhuxuan suddenly disappeared...

Those hunters or drug pickers found an extremely strong fog covering the whole Zizhuxuan, as if it had disappeared from the flat ground. Many unknown birds fly from the corners of the mountains... Then it disappeared into the sky, and the news spread like wings...

Some terrible people began to come to this originally quiet place. Due to the large number of people coming, many monsters also began to go to the deep forest. They are the most **, for fear that these uninvited guests will affect their safety, so they still have thirty-six tricks...

A strange stone, densely covered with vines, in a deep and dark corner. A man in black is standing silently, with dozens of short-dressed people standing around him. These people, either in the clothes of woodcutter, or the clothes of hunters, or in the costumes of medicine harvesters in the forest, don't look strange, but at this moment, their breath makes people feel their horror... ..

At this time, the man in black suddenly said, "How many people are missing?"

A man dressed as a woodcutter took a step forward, bowed and said, "Your Honorable, several people have never come back."

The man in black is skinny and has a normal face, but there is a gloomy smell. His voice is sharp and flat, and his voice is bulging people's eardrums, which makes people feel the feeling of banging in his heart...

He gradually frowned, "How many hours has it been?"

"Seven and a half hours."

The man in black frowned more tightly, and finally seemed to sigh silently and said lightly, "It seems that they can't come back..."

A hunter-like man hesitated and said, "What kind of person is setting up such a fierce formation here?" The birds are at the peak of gathering gas. Unexpectedly, they didn't even send a letter..."

The man in black looked at each other silently, his eyebrows were locked, and he didn't say anything. His pretentious image makes people's heart jump...

Seeing that he didn't say anything, the hunter-like man continued: "Let me say more. I think this array is so powerful. The boy surnamed Han is just a perfect state of gathering energy. He can't arrange such an evil array. He was hit by the sword of the power of the evil god of yin and yang. Maybe he didn't know where he died. ..... This evil array may not know what kind of martial arts old monster is practicing here, which has cost many of my brothers' lives..."

Seeing that the thin and dark face of the man in black has not changed, the image of another drug picker also boldly said, "I think my white lotus religion has laid a trap all over Wuyun City. Besides, the sects of secular supporters should also have taken action. How can I use your old man to come in person? It's really elevate that The boy surnamed Han... Well, as long as he appears, I will naturally catch him... Just a stinky boy at the peak of gathering..."

I think this person knew that Han Feng had been injured. I'm afraid that he only has half his life left, so he is not afraid to say anything... He still wants to go on...

A cold hum suddenly came from the mouth of the man in black, and several people suddenly silenced and dared not go on.

"The above meaning, how can you wait to put your beak, isn't it?"

Several people were so humble that they didn't dare to say anything. The man in black thought that several people and horses were well photographed, so he did not investigate deeply and continued to say, "Don't forget the above order. You have to see people alive and corpses when you die." Several people said in unison, "Yes."

The man's face softened slightly and said, "This boy surnamed Han not only destroyed the dementation flag of the Red Lotus Vener, but also caused three deaths and one injury of the five white lotus demons, and escaped from the evil god of yin and yang. The yin and yang evil god said that the crow Taoist in the past was folded in this person's hands... Now this person has become the life-and-death feud of my Bailian religion. If this son is not eliminated in a day, my Bailian religion will have a big trouble... It's always not good for the great cause of my education... What you said is what I heard, otherwise... Humph..."

Naturally, several people could hear the meaning of his words, so they all flattered him with beautiful words. It seemed that this person was very comfortable to hear. Those people have found the fate of this person: although this person is strong in martial arts, he has soft ears and likes to listen to people's praise. So a group of people tried their best to incite him... He also listened to himself and became proud...

At this time, a black line cut through the sky, suddenly appeared on the top of these people's heads, and then pricked down...

The man in black tightened his face and stretched out his hand. The dark shadow fell into his hand, but it was a black hurrel. Dark and bright feathers, sharp eagle claws, extremely brilliant. The black bean-like eyes swept through the crowd with a fierce light, and everyone was speechless. This is a psychic messenger. It is a superior messenger specially supported by the White Lotus Religion, which is extremely fierce. The status in Bailianism is not lower than that of some superior apprentices...

The man in black did not say anything and skillfully took out a white letter from the hurrel. Reaching out and pushing, the black sea hurrior turned over and flew to the sky with a fluttering sound. The wings fluttered a few times and disappeared in the air...

The man in black opened the letter, looked at it twice, and his expression changed a little. The hunter-like man's eyes were poisonous, and he naturally saw the abnormality between the eyebrows of the man in black. Then he boldly asked, is there any change in things?

The man in black put the letterhead into a ball and gently rubbed it in his palm. A green smoke came out of his palms, and the letterhead had turned into a fire...

He turned his head to look at the crowd and said in a low voice, "Something has changed. It requires the evacuation of all eyeliners." The crowd was very puzzled, but they didn't dare to ask more questions. In fact, this damn place has killed several people, and they have wanted to leave here long ago...

Under the leadership of the man in black, more than a dozen people disappeared in an instant... This deep mountain has become more dead...

......

Han Feng did not know what happened.

Zi Zhuxuan.

In the quiet house, Han Feng is sitting with his eyes closed. The dense purple fog surrounded him and looked like a fairy. But now he is at the most critical point. Although the original power of the yin and yang evil gods is strange and tricky, Han Feng refined him with Yugong's mountain spirit, and finally melted some...

Han Feng controlled the golden power in his body through his thoughts, turned the golden power into silk thread, and then slowly weaved it into a thin net to control the blue power breath that invaded the body. He dragged it to the sea of purple mansion. The blue light mass was not willing to accept it. It began to clash in his body and wanted to destroy the golden power net carefully made by Han Feng. However, at this moment, it has lost its owner's control, especially under Han Feng's unremitting efforts, and it is finally controlled by two yuan beads and

In the energy field of Buddha's magic beads...

The subsequent progress was better than expected. The destructive blue Yuanli light mass that invaded Han Feng's body was smoothly melted by the powerful power produced by the three beads. The blue power began to change its nature and became a part that Han Feng could control...

A mouthful of black turbid air spewed out of Han Feng's mouth, and the air in front of him suddenly stirred up... Han Feng opened his eyes slightly. He clenched his palm into a fist and felt that the power in his body had been greatly improved. In the process of refining the blue power, Han Feng felt that his use of the power had reached a new level. I have been able to master the subtle changes in the nature of the original force...

The surging Yuanli galloped in Han Feng's body. He felt that he seemed to have touched the ceiling of some kind of exquisite world... As for what is behind the ceiling, Han Feng is very curious. He believes that he should be able to go to the top soon. This requires an opportunity... Now Han Feng is more and more aware of the importance of Yuanzhu, and these two beads have greatly helped him in his cultivation. The degree to which they absorb Yuan power sometimes makes Han Feng amazed... One of these two beads belongs to water, and the other belongs to metal. Now Han Feng vaguely feels that there must be three other attribute beads in the world, so he made up his mind to find another few beads. I believe that at that time, his Yuanli cultivation will definitely make a big leap...

A small arrow appeared in his hand. The arrowhead flashed with a golden luster. If you look closely, it turned out to be a sharp wind formed by a fast rotating gold element. However, the sharp wind was compressed by Han Feng in a very small range, and the explosive force contained in it made people change color...

"No string arrow."

An evil smile appeared on Han Feng's face. In the battle with the evil god of Yin and Yang, although he was injured a lot and almost touched Grandpa Yan's nose, he also benefited a lot from this battle... Whether it is the experience of war, its own power, and the application of runes, it has reached a new level... I believe that when facing the evil god again, although he may not win, he will not be so embarrassed...

"Grum..."

A strange sound suddenly came from Han Feng's ears. He touched his stomach and smiled strangely. I don't know how long it took for me to heal my wounds, but I didn't expect my stomach to protest...

Han Feng exhaled, "Han Yan."

In the sound of footsteps, the door opened, and Han Yan's bitter face appeared in the crack of the door. He opened the door and came in and bowed slightly, "Young master, you're awake!"

"You are tired." Han Feng smiled.

"I'm not tired, but if you don't wake up, the little one will die of urgency..."

"What!? Young master, have you recovered from your injury?

"Ha ha, your young master, I'm fierce now. Have you prepared any delicious food for me on this day?

"One day?"

Han Yan was stunned and said with a wry smile, "Young master, you have been in this retreat for seven days. Are you not confused? I don't know how many times the small chicken stewed for you has been hot..."

"seven days?" Han Feng was also stunned, but he stopped for a moment and smiled bitterly, "Your young master is really confused. Chicken? Hurry up and present it to your young master. Your young master's face is almost green, and he is starving into noodles..." Now that his injury has recovered, he is also in the mood to joke... He seems to have smelled chicken, and now there is a cow in front of him, and he will eat it all...