Chapter 222: Golden Little Sword

The huge plasma squirmed incessantly, and the smell of blood permeated.

Looking at the scene around him, Yin Feng began to suspect that those large and small plasma balls might be left by the owners of those dry bones, it was hard to imagine how terrifying these people must have been in their lives, even if the flesh withered and the white bones rotted, but the blood was still refined and lived in another form.

In all directions, countless blood plasmas writhed like blood snakes and began to stretch towards Yin Feng.

At this moment, the desolate ding in Yin Feng's palm suddenly burst into a blazing light, dazzling like a small red sun.

The light swelled instantly, directly enveloping all the plasma rushing over, and the largest plasma mass seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, and instinctively drilled into the sand, wanting to escape.

But as soon as he was halfway in, he was sucked out by the crimson light, and the huge plasma writhed his body, struggling desperately, and the terrifying roar almost shattered Yin Feng's eardrums.

However, any struggle was futile, and the crimson ball of light was like a huge sucker, sucking it in.

Yin Feng's eyes widened, and he saw that all those large and small plasmas were actually drying up at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

He was no stranger to this situation, when he was in the forbidden land of the Yin clan, this desolate ding had exerted its own power and drained all the vines that attacked him.

The situation was so similar now, and in a few moments, all that wriggling plasma mass was left was a crumpled layer of bloody skin, and all of them fell from the air.

Yin Feng moved his feet and found that he had returned to normal.

"It seems that these black gases are indeed related to those plasmas, and when the plasma is gone, the black gas has no power to restrain it. Yin Feng gently rubbed the ground a few times with his foot, his eyes moving slightly.

The desolate ding was still dripping and turning in his palm, and the blazing light from before was all restrained.

Without thinking too much, Yin Feng left this area directly, after this accident, he understood something, and now he is really too dependent on Huangding, so that his sense of vigilance is subtly reduced.

If it weren't for this, he wouldn't be able to be bound by the black gas so easily, Wild Ding is not omnipotent, if he relies too much, there will always be a day when the boat capsizes in the gutter, so he made up his mind that if he is forced to do so in the future, he will no longer use Wild Ding.

Along the way, Yin Feng communicated his divine sense to Huang Ding, wanting to see if there was anything good left in the Ding after Huang Ding devoured so much mutated plasma.

When the desolate ding devoured those vines, the ding condensed a cloud of turquoise energy essence.

Through the divine sense, Yin Feng was surprised to find that there was a huge ball of blood essence in the center of the desolate ding, this blood essence was not unfamiliar to him, he had obtained a lot of it in the Abi Underground Palace before, and it was all secretly stolen by those disciples when they were practicing the secret method of blood fusion.

In fact, the Secret Method of Melting Blood is the first part of the Immortal Blood Codex.

It's just that what surprised him was that there weren't so many blood essences stolen from the Ah Bi Underground Palace at all, and the quality of the essence couldn't be compared to the current one.

"Haha, what an unexpected bonus!"

Yin Feng was in a good mood, according to his estimates, the current drop of blood essence was worth the previous hundred drops, which was enough for him to cultivate the first two volumes of the Immortal Blood Canon.

Now Yin Feng can be said to be in love with Huang Ding, from the first time he obtained the spiritual spring in the blood pool, and then to get the Huang Jue, it can be said that his every step is closely related to Huang Ding, so this world that has appeared in the vision of Huang Ding, he must explore.

Try to get as many things as you can, maybe they won't be of much use to him now, but maybe they will be of great use in the future.

Yin Feng crossed one area after another, and slowly, he found that there were more and more dead trees, and then a large area of dead forest appeared.

Yin Feng frowned slightly, he had walked for so long, although he hadn't encountered any danger, he hadn't seen anything useful.

After flying out of the dry forest, Yin Feng suddenly stopped, and he saw half of the sword body suspended obliquely in the air in the distance, the sword body was huge, it was bigger than any weapon he had seen before, just the hilt of the sword was like a mountain.

Yin Feng quickly leaned towards the half of the sword body.

"No, that half of the sword body is not suspended in the air, but obliquely stuck in the air!"

Getting closer, Yin Feng found that the space around the end of the half-cut sword body was dark, and from a distance, it looked like a black thread had been spared on the sword body.

Yin Feng recognized at a glance that the darker space was a folding space, but this folding space did not seem to open by itself, but as if it was directly penetrated by this huge sword, forcibly opening a line.

Because he could see a few rifts in the darker space, but the rifts had not yet formed cracks, so there was no terrible spatial suction pouring out.

The figure flickered a few times, Yin Feng came to the end of the half of the sword body, his eyes were close to the sword body, looking ahead, and sure enough, he could see the back half of the giant sword, which was a complete sword that ran through the two spaces.

"Well, how can there be a palace complex there?"

Yin Feng was speechless in shock, he could just see the palace group below through the folded space that the sword body propped up, those palaces were dense, and there was no end in sight.

But the palaces were in ruins, as if they had been attacked horribly.

"Huh, is that a broken wall, or is it a giant peak?"

Yin Feng saw that in the endless palace complex, there was a huge wall-shaped building that was particularly conspicuous.

"There are words on it, and those glyphs ......"

Yin Feng vaguely saw that there seemed to be three big characters on it, but when he saw the glyphs of those three words, his head immediately "buzzed", because the glyphs of those three words were the same font as those words on the absurdity, which was extremely ancient.

"Nantianmen!"

Yin Feng read it silently a few times, and he could recognize the three ancient characters at a glance, which further showed that these three characters were the same font as those words on the absurd recipe.

It's just that Yin Feng really didn't know what kind of gate Nantianmen was, and he saw that the building really didn't have a door, and suddenly, he felt that the huge wall-shaped building was a bit like a plaque!

Yin Feng stared at the endless dilapidated palace group, his eyes were suspicious, the three words 'Nantianmen' and the words on the desolate recipe were the same font, and it was impossible to say that the broken palace group had something to do with the desolate palace.

He really wanted to get close to that space to see what was going on, but unfortunately the space was still in a folded state, so he couldn't get in at all.

Then Yin Feng spared a few circles around the giant sword, and was able to directly open a folding space, which showed how high the grade of this sword was, and how terrifying the owner of the sword should be.

It's just that this huge long sword is also decayed, even if Yin Feng is so close, he can't feel the slightest bit of sword qi, rusty, ordinary.

Yin Feng circled the blade of the sword and flew towards the end of the huge hilt, and at this moment, he found a small golden figure poking his head behind a huge piece of rust.

Yin Feng leaned over gently, but when Yin Feng approached, the golden figure also retreated towards the rear, but in the process of retreating, Yin Feng also saw the true face of the golden figure.

It was a sword the length of an adult's palm, the body of which was translucent, and it was surrounded by a golden halo.

Yin Feng pounced, trying to subdue the golden little sword, but just as his hand was about to touch the small sword, the small sword disappeared instantly, and Yin Feng almost hit his head on a piece of rust.

Looking at the small golden sword that appeared on another piece of rust, Yin Feng's gums rubbed with a "bang" sound.

"I don't believe I can't catch you?"

Yin Feng threw himself towards the golden sword again, but the result was still in vain, after that, he increased his speed several times, but every time his hand was about to touch the golden sword, the small sword disappeared instantly, as if he was deliberately playing tricks on Yin Feng.

After another miss, Yin Feng stopped moving, this was already his fastest speed, on the other hand, the golden sword was still not far from him, at this moment, the golden sword kept trembling, and then the sword body bent down from the middle, and the posture was like a person bending down with a smile.

"How can there be such a spiritual little sword!"

Yin Feng was a little surprised, the spirituality of this golden little sword was not under the wilderness.

And he also saw that this ghostly golden little sword was deliberately teasing him.

Thinking of this, Yin Feng's heart also felt a little angry, thinking that he was a big man, and he was actually teased by a sword.

However, Yin Feng still didn't want to give up, the spirituality of this little sword was comparable to that of the Wild Ding, the importance of the Wild Ding, needless to say, if it was obtained, it would definitely be a great opportunity.

"Since speed doesn't come in handy, let's think of another way!"

Yin Feng was unwilling to give up, and then used various methods, such as currying favor, intimidating, and inducing...... However, it was useless, the little golden sword just trembled and bent to itself.

"Why is this sword so difficult to handle, is this little sword not related to me?"

Yin Feng was a little unwilling, but he really didn't break the little sword.

Suddenly, his eyes flickered, and he thought of a way, since that little sword was as spiritual as Huang Ding, it was better for him to let Huang Ding try it.

Just do it, after Yin Feng passed his thoughts to Huang Ding, he controlled Huang Ding to approach the golden little sword.

Sure enough, after seeing Huang Ding, the golden little sword that was constantly bending down suddenly stopped moving, and it looked like it was suddenly stunned.

"How does it feel a bit like love at first sight?

Yin Feng thought about it in his heart, but seeing the appearance of the golden little sword, it was obvious that this method was useful.

After the golden sword approached, the sword did not escape, but the sword body swung back and forth, as if welcoming the golden sword, and then the tip of the golden sword shook from side to side, back and forth, like shaking his head for a while, and nodding for a while.

"Could it be that Huang Ding and the golden sword are communicating?"

Yin Feng showed an unbelievable look, originally he just hoped that the spirit weapons that were also extraordinary in spirit could have a sense of induction, so as to hook up the golden little sword, but he didn't expect that the two spirit weapons would actually chat with each other.