Chapter 126: Absorbing the Purple Dragon's Origin

"Heh, don't measure yourself!" Looking at the imposing purple dragon, his face was full of disdain, and he whispered.

Endless arrogance gushed out from Han Feng's bones, and his eyes were ruthless, like a sense of inevitability formed after a long time in a high position.

Han Feng's undisguised expression of disdain was clearly imprinted in Zilong's eyes, this was simply a blatant provocation of the dignity of the dragon clan, although he had been trampled on before, but in his eyes, Han Feng, who was only an ant, had absolutely no qualifications.

Gritting his teeth and roaring angrily, the dragon's breath, which was already advancing very fast, was deliberately pushed even faster by Zilong, and it only took a few breaths to completely fall on this kid who didn't know the height of the sky.

Imagining Han Feng's tragic appearance after being hit by his own dragon breath, Zilong was in a happy mood, except for that person, no one could trample on the arrogant dignity of the dragon clan.

Wrapped in the aura of terror, the place passed, the void was shattered, and even some fragments of the void were plundered from the broken nothingness, and they moved forward with their own bodies, increasing their own power, as if there was nothing in this world that could stop the terrifying power contained in this dragon's breath.

In the blink of an eye, the dragon's breath was only less than a zhang away from Han Feng, but he still couldn't see any panic on Han Feng's face, calm and unwavering, like an experienced jungle hunter patiently waiting for his prey to take the bait, even at the last moment, he was not nervous at all.

Raising his right hand unhurriedly, the huge wound was still there, but the blood on it had already coagulated, turning into a blood shackle and sticking to Han Feng's arm along with the shattered sleeves.

Slowly slapped at the dragon's breath that immediately arrived in front of him, and the thin palm was like mosquito meat in front of the dragon's breath, and no one dared to believe that this palm could resist the terrifying dragon's breath.

However, Zilong, who was directly opposite Han Feng, saw Han Feng's outstretched right hand, his face was strange, and he vaguely felt a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but now he couldn't recall it in a hurry.

When he thought about it, there was a roar, and a violent roar resounded throughout the void, and the powerful aftermath swept through every corner, and Zilong also divided a part of his strength to resist.

The dazzling light that was difficult to see directly was generated under the collision of the two, and even the powerful purple dragon could not see what was going on inside, squinting slightly at the huge dragon eye, waiting for the moment when the day passed.

In the depths of his heart, a touch of anxiety gradually rose, and he faintly felt that Han Feng had not died under his own dragon breath, even if he had absolute confidence in his own strength.

The dust and smoke dispersed, and because of the horror of the power, the void could not recover and heal in the first place, but only gradually revealed a curious scene in that area.

"It can't be!"

Zilong exclaimed, suddenly turned into a human form, and wiped his eyes vigorously, unable to believe what he was seeing.

In the dust and smoke that had not yet dissipated, a weak figure was in it, although it looked extremely weak from the outside, but the unfailing body made Zilong's face shocked.

The pale red film that enveloped his whole body slowly disappeared, and his right hand, which had been raised in front of his chest, was slowly lowered, and a blood line hung on the corner of his mouth.

Although he successfully resisted the terrifying dragon breath, he also suffered some injuries because of it, and at this moment, he was even more injured, making Han Feng feel uncomfortable, and a quick gasp came out of his throat.

After a while, thinking that expression should not be a problem, he looked at Zilong, whose face was full of incredulity, shook his head, which had become a little groggy, and said.

"As I said, it is the honor of your life that you can be practiced by me, and because of your resistance, you will be punished as you deserve!"

I don't know what tricks Han Feng used, the purple dragon that had just turned into a human form howled miserably, and once again turned into a hundred zhang dragon body, shaking fiercely, and constantly rolling in the vast void.

The two dragon claws desperately grabbed at their own scales, and even so, there was still a purple blood line that could not be seen with the naked eye, flowing out of there, and after a long void into Han Feng's body.

Zilong kept reaching out to grab it, no matter what it was, he couldn't let it return to his body, and he could only watch it flow towards Han Feng.

After the purple blood line left the purple dragon's body, he could obviously feel the purple dragon's aura becoming weak, presumably the purple blood line that had just been drawn from his body must be something extremely important to him.

The blood line entered the body, and the refreshing feeling made Han Feng couldn't help but groan, as if he was washing his body and purifying his soul, closing his eyes and throwing his hands away, he was very comfortable to experience the refreshment of this moment, and he was not worried that Zilong would take advantage of this time to sneak attack him.

It's not just because Zilong's current state doesn't allow it, but also because of his strong self-confidence.

"Lao Zi's origin was actually sucked out by this kid?"

Behind the huge shady scenes, there were still seven people hiding, and they had frowned and looked at Han Feng since the moment they appeared, thinking that Lao Zi would be able to solve it quickly, but they never thought that the plot development behind them would exceed their plans.

At the moment when the Purple Dragon Origin was stripped away, several people were indignant and wanted to go out to help Lao Zi, but they were all stopped by one of them, their faces were grim, and they looked at Han Feng who had absorbed the origin.

"Yes, although it is less than one in a thousand, it is indeed sucked into the source. ”

Although I didn't want to admit it, no matter how I explained it, it couldn't show that the purple blood line that flowed out of the reverse scales was not the original power of Lao Zi.

"Big brother, why don't you make a move, although it is only one thousandth of the origin, but you must know that we can live all by this origin, if it is gone, we can also be regarded as coming to an end!"

Zilong's painful wails knocked into their ears vividly, and the terrible tragic situation made several people unbearable, but no matter what, the eldest brother in front of him, the eldest brother who had been calling himself and others brothers for hundreds of millions of years, actually blocked them, making them chill at this moment.

"Hehe, you may have forgotten, but do you remember how you got in?"

How could the head dragon not hear the chill in their words, but what he remembered in his heart was the words left by the man back then.