At night, on the bed.

Han Feng looked annoyed and embarrassed, and hammered his head: "Shame, shame, I watched so many movies in my previous life, why is it so useless now!"

Whether it is in the past life or now, Han Feng is a boy chicken.

Even masturbation, Han Feng almost didn't do much.

Han Feng looked resentful: "I have to find a chance to exercise well in the future, otherwise I will be ridiculed by Sister Lin again." ”

Touching his own brother lying on his stomach softly below, Han Feng looked helpless: "Bear with me, for the sake of better development in the future, I can only wronged you." ”

With a dodge, Han Feng entered the Nine Flames Heavenly Fire Tower.

......

In the Nine Flame Heavenly Fire Tower, Han Feng continued to refine the high-grade and low-grade spirit stones into the source liquid, and then transported them to the beast breeding space on the fifth layer.

Touching the Flying Flame Lion Demon Beast Egg, feeling that the breath of life in the Demon Beast Egg was getting stronger and stronger, Han Feng put his mind at ease and returned to the House of Time on the third floor to practice the swordsmanship - the Burning Fire Sky Sword.

The Burning Fire Heavenly Sword, the realm of Xiaocheng can launch three energy flame swords.

The realm of Dacheng can shoot six paths.

The realm of perfection can shoot nine paths.

The flaming swords can also fuse with each other to form a surging tornado of flames.

In the realm of consummation, the nine flame swords were all fused, and the flame tornado swept out was enough to burn a radius of hundreds of meters into ashes.

......

In the House of Time, the cultivation of martial arts has fallen into a state of clarity.

In this state, the action of stagnating on the outside is used smoothly here.

There is not the slightest discomfort.

Shun Shun lì Li, on the third day, Han Feng held the Yuan Yan Sword in his hand, and had already mastered the Burning Fire Heavenly Sword to the realm of Xiaocheng, and was able to shoot three energy flame swords with one sword.

On this day, Han Feng was suddenly startled, and in the fifth layer of the beast breeding space, there was an inexplicable news, and after sweeping the news, Han Feng was suddenly overjoyed.

With a dodge, Han Feng entered the fifth layer of the beast breeding space.

In this space, the darkness around is a dreamlike darkness, which is still a little different from pure darkness.

Han Feng pinched a finger, and the surrounding situation suddenly changed drastically, transforming into a scene similar to the grassland.

The scene of the fifth-layer beast breeding space can be changed by Han Feng, but it is limited by Han Feng's strength, and the current changing scene is only more than 100 meters in radius.

Once you walk out of a radius of more than 100 meters, the surroundings are still fantastic black.

In the sky of this grassland scene with a radius of more than 100 meters, a demonic beast egg that emitted bursts of red ripples floated quietly, and from time to time, blazing flames would be emitted, shooting in all directions.

It was the Flying Flame Lion Demon Beast Egg.

Click......

Suddenly, a cracking sound rang out.

Han Feng's eyes froze, staring at the Flying Flame Lion Demon Beast Egg.

I saw that the monster egg cracked from the top.

Around the cracked opening, there were more and more cracks, and the sound of clicking was endless.

Finally, a lion cub emerged from the crack.

This world is very magical, the lion, in the world of the previous life, it was not an egg at all, but in this world, no matter what kind of monster it is, as long as it belongs to the monster, all the eggs laid are eggs, and any monster is broken out of the shell of the monster egg.

With an embarrassed, tangled and excited look, Han Feng watched the little Flying Flame Lion eat all the eggshells and the liquid in the eggshells in a daze, I don't know if it was an illusion, Han Feng always felt that this little Flying Flame Lion had suddenly grown up a little bit.

At this moment, the little flying Yanshi looked around, and finally found Han Feng, his expression became excited, and he opened his mouth and said, "Hemp...... Mama!"

Han Feng was about to walk over, and his expression suddenly froze.

The little flying lion didn't know that the 'Ma Ma' in his heart was now like five thunders in the sky, and he flew into the sky with his still very weak wings, and before he could fly for long, he fell down, just hit Han Feng, knocking Han Feng to the ground.

The little flying flame lion stuck out his tongue and licked Han Feng's chin, constantly numbing...... He screamed.

Han Feng only felt a pain in the egg, and opened the little flying flame lion, Han Feng said solemnly: "Little guy, I'm not your mother, I'll call me boss in the future, do you hear that?"

The little flying lion looked confused, and then happily shouted Ma Ma, Ma Ma.

Han Feng took a deep breath and gritted his teeth: "Call me boss, Lao Tzu is not your mother!!"

Perhaps this voice was a bit harsh, and the little flying flame lion was full of tears.

The corners of Han Feng's mouth twitched, and he immediately comforted the little guy in a soothing tone, and finally calmed the little guy.

As a result, the little guy screamed again.

Han Feng gave up in disappointment: "Forget it, it's still small anyway, let's teach it when it's older." ”

Han Feng was lying on the ground, and the little guy was crawling around on Han Feng.

Suddenly, Han Feng felt something strange in his chest, raised his head, and Han Feng's expression suddenly cracked.

The little one is looking for 'Mi Mi Mi' everywhere and apparently, the little one is hungry.

Han Feng hurriedly picked up the little guy, and regardless of the little guy's dissatisfaction, he forcibly pressed the little guy to the ground.

Han Feng's face was dark, and he couldn't help but educate: "Little guy, say it again, I'm not your mother, and I didn't feed you, fortunately, there is still everything melting, otherwise you will be hungry." ”

Han Feng disappeared in an instant, refining the spirit stone into a source liquid before returning to the beast breeding space on the fifth layer.

The little guy squatted on the ground, looking at Han Feng with teary eyes, and saw that Han Feng was blaming himself for being a little too bad for the little guy.

...... It's not a fart...... Do you have to tell the little one to eat his milk? He has to have milk.

With a stinky face, Han Feng put the spiritual liquid in the jade bottle in front of the little guy.

The little guy sniffed, and soon his eyes lit up.

The adult Flying Flame Lion is undoubtedly fierce and domineering.

But in this little Flying Heaven Flame Lion, Han Feng only saw the cute and cute appearance, and he really couldn't imagine that such a cute little thing would completely change when it grew up in the future.

The little guy was too small, and Han Feng poured the spiritual liquid in the jade bottle into the jade bowl.

The little guy stuck out his tongue and kept licking it, and soon the spiritual liquid in the jade bowl was exhausted, and the little guy also closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep, with a lot of spiritual power on his body.

Han Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and if he continued to toss, he didn't know if he could stand it.

Without the little guy to bother, Han Feng finally had time to think about other things, and soon, Han Feng found a little, and his whole body stiffened.

Warcraft, only when they reach the ground level can they speak human language, and the heavenly level can turn half of their body into a human form.

But this little guy, although he has the potential to grow into a peak demonic beast of the ground level, is now only a fifth-level energy.

Even because he was just born, his body was weak, and he had a fifth-level energy, in fact, even a third- or fourth-level demonic beast might not have been able to win.

Such a little guy can actually speak human language from birth!

"This little guy is not simple, isn't it a simple flying lion?" Han Feng muttered to himself.

With doubts, the night passed like this.

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The next day, this day is the day of the selection.

In a certain square of Liu's house, the crowd surged.

Those who can participate in the selection are all elites from the major families in Xuanyuan City, as well as a few people specially invited by the three major families.

Han Feng is one of them.

It is true that Han Feng is very famous in the Xuanyuan Arena, but in Xuanyuan City, the Xuanyuan Arena is only a part of it, although many martial artists have heard of Han Feng's name now, but there are not many who have really seen it, and many more have never even heard of it.

When Han Feng, Lin Qingshan and Liu Zhenyan appeared together, many warriors were shocked.

They can see that Liu Zhenyan treats Han Feng equally, and there are only two possibilities, either the Han Feng family is strong, or the Han Feng is strong.

"Who is this person, who is he walking with Young Master Liu. ”

"Yes, who knows if we can sue sù, lest we provoke people who shouldn't be provoked without long eyes. ”

In the crowd, many warriors asked such questions.

"This man...... It's familiar, this ...... Isn't this Han Feng from the Xuanyuan Arena, he actually appeared here!"

This martial artist has obviously seen Han Feng in the Xuanyuan Arena.

"Han Feng, could it be the Han Feng in the Xuanyuan Arena?"

This shocked warrior has obviously only heard of Han Feng's name, but he has never seen Han Feng's true face.