(2nd Update)

"Ye Wufeng, hand over the dragon marrow spiritual liquid."

A cold cheer sounded, accompanied by a gust of wind and thunder.

"As I said, I don't have any dragon marrow elixir." A young man with a sword in a cyan shirt roared in annoyance, and he used his skills to dodge as hard as he could, but his handsome face was swollen and looked a little embarrassed.

There was a ball-headed girl standing on one side, a little dazed and sluggish.

"Brother......" After a while, the girl with the head of the ball came back to her senses, and seemed to be a little embarrassed and said, "It seems that I recognized the wrong person." ”

"Huh?"

The young man who was chasing Ye Wufeng paused, turned his head to look at the girl with the head of the ball, revealing a face full of doubts.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Wufeng hurriedly ran, burrowed into a crack and left quickly.

"This person is not the one who robbed me of the dragon marrow spiritual fluid." The ball-headed girl said with a red face.

"He's Ye Wufeng,......" the young man responded, and then suddenly said: "What you mean is that the person who robbed you of the dragon marrow spiritual liquid claims to be Ye Wufeng, but it's not." ”

"Yes, yes." The pill-headed girl immediately responded, with a fierce expression on the baby's face, and the little tiger's teeth creaked, as if she was about to bite something: "That's it, that person is really bad, not only snatched the dragon marrow spirit liquid, but also pretended to be Ye Wufeng, it's really hateful, brother, you must teach him a good lesson, and then take the dragon marrow spirit liquid back." ”

"Don't worry." A cold glint flashed in the young man's eyes.

Immediately, the young man's eyebrows raised slightly, and he vaguely seemed to hear some kind of subtle groan, and immediately said to the ball-headed girl: "Keep up." ”

……

Convergence!

The Tianjiao and peerless Tianjiao who entered the interior of Panlong Peak, all those who heard the faint groans rushed towards the direction from which the sound came.

Just because the sound was extremely similar to the sound made by the colorful glow dragon shape that appeared above Panlong Peak before.

Dragon's Groan!

Although they had never seen a real dragon before, they had never heard the roar of a dragon.

But, that's for sure.

It's like a kind of cognition that comes from the depths of life.

Good luck!

Everyone concluded that the dragon's groan must be a chance, a great opportunity.

Such an opportunity must not be missed.

Panlong Peak is actually not very big, but the internal passage is winding, so that it becomes very long, but if you keep following the rift, you can save a lot of time.

The main thing is that the sense of direction should be strong enough.

Otherwise, if you think you are going deeper, you will most likely go out.

The perception of the warrior itself is better than that of ordinary people, and the supernatural Tianjiao and peerless Tianjiao are far better than ordinary martial artists in terms of perception.

Chen Feng passed through a crack and saw the two fighting.

"Li Yiming......"

Chen Feng's eyes condensed slightly, one of the two warring sides was one of the two major forging body twelve peerless heavenly pride that the Chaotian Sect had entered the Hidden Dragon Secret Realm this time.

And his opponent is the True Martial Saint Son.

I saw Li Yiming's miraculous excitement, and the phantom of a tree appeared behind him, as if the roots were rooted in the air, the branches and leaves were spread, as if fluttering in the wind, Li Yiming's body seemed to be bathed in a layer of pale green light, which set off his breath and vitality.

But the True Martial Saint Son did not inspire the supernatural.

In this way, Li Yiming can be suppressed.

Chen Feng couldn't help frowning.

In terms of perception, Li Yiming's aura is not weaker than Ye Mingxuan, if he doesn't use the unity of human and sword, his strength should be stronger than Li Yiming, but it is also very limited.

If you use the combination of human and sword, your strength can soar several times.

It's just that the consumption of the combination of human and sword is too large, and the maintenance time is only a short breath, so it can't be used as a conventional means, but can only be used as a killer weapon and only used at critical moments.

But the True Martial Saint Son did not stimulate the supernatural power, and with only one body of cultivation, he could actually gain the upper hand.

It's incredible.

If it inspires the supernatural, what will its strength reach?

Chen Feng couldn't help but be secretly frightened.

A person with a supernatural body, even if it does not stimulate the supernatural, under normal circumstances, his strength is stronger than that of a martial artist of the same level who does not have a supernatural spirit.

The supernatural not only provides special powers, but also gives the warrior an even more amazing foundation.

The spear in Li Yiming's hand shook, and like a branch growing wildly, it turned into dozens of spear shadows and blasted towards the True Martial Saint Son.

Each spear shadow embodies the powerful power of the twelve transformations of the forging body, which is incredibly powerful, and can easily shatter rock and steel.

The burly body of the True Martial Saint Son paused slightly, and his eyes unconsciously looked at one place, as if he heard something.

When dozens of gun shadows broke through the air and killed, enveloping Li Yiming's whole body, the True Martial Saint Son made a move.

The thick arms were raised back, the five fingers were clenched into fists, and a faint golden force condensed on the fist, diffusing an astonishing power, domineering, indestructible and violent power.

"This punch!"

Chen Feng's eyes couldn't help but stare at it, and a ray of horror burst out from the depths of his pupils.

The mystery of that punch, the breath of that punch, and the power of that punch all made Chen Feng think of a possibility.

Exceptional!

That punch was some kind of superb punch.

Since entering the Hidden Dragon Secret Realm, he has experienced dozens of battles, but apart from himself, the rest of the people are at most cultivating the best martial arts.

Now I finally see a superb martial art other than myself.

It's hard to put into words.

Excited, looking forward to ...... Or something else.

The Liuyu sword in the sheath seemed to tremble slightly, and it was about to come out of its sheath and draw its sword in accordance with Chen Feng's wishes.

This is a kind of induction after comprehending the unity of human and sword in the sword realm, mysterious and mysterious.

The domineering punch blasted out, dozens of gun shadows shattered instantly, the spear trembled, Li Yiming flew out upside down, and the whole person hit the cave wall, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spit out.

Glancing at Chen Feng, the True Martial Saint Son turned around and strode forward, burrowed into a crack, and disappeared.

Li Yiming got up and quickly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Senior Brother Chen, why didn't you make a move?" Li Yiming looked at Chen Feng with a cold face and asked.

Chen Feng, who was about to speak, was slightly stunned when he heard the other party's words, and looked at Li Yiming with some astonishment.

"As long as you take a shot to drag the True Martial Saint Son, I will have a chance to injure him." Li Yiming continued, his voice becoming colder and colder.

"The True Martial Saint Son hasn't even activated the supernatural power, what are you going to do to injure him?" Chen Feng finally came back to his senses and was sure that Li Yiming was not joking, but really questioning himself, so he retorted with a smile.

"You!" Li Yiming's complexion changed drastically as if he had been poked in the sore spot, his eyes were extremely cold, and the cold light flashed.

Chen Feng didn't pay any attention to him, but instead stepped out in one step, as agile as a swimming dragon, and quickly passed through the crack and continued to move forward.

"Damn it!" Li Yiming said angrily: "It's just a mere mortal, and it's so arrogant." ”

As he spoke, Li Yiming also immediately unfolded his body and quickly rushed towards the rift.

It's not that he wants to attack Chen Feng, after all, the Chaotian Sect or each sect has a rule, and the same sect and sect are not allowed to kill each other.

He was mostly upset.

It's not a mere mortal, but it's actually ranked as a quasi-sect son, and he's a top saint-level supernatural alongside.

At the same time, he is also unhappy that he is a top saint-level supernatural, although there is still a gap compared with Yuanhualong's black dragon battle body, but the difference is not very big, the same forging body twelve changes, Yuanhualong was promoted to a candidate for Zongzi, and he is still a quasi-Zongzi, and he has never passed the application.

All kinds of unhappiness accumulate in the heart.

Feeling the breath behind him, Chen Feng became slightly vigilant.

If Li Yiming dared to make a move against him, then he would urge the human sword to unite at the first time and kill him with the power of thunder in one breath.

But Chen Feng hoped that Li Yiming would not be so impulsive.

After all, he is a quasi-sect son of the Chaotian Sect, with the twelve transformations of the top-level saint-level supernatural forging body, and the potential is endless, and in the future, he will cultivate to the transcendent realm or even the Merge Dao realm, and even hope to be in the holy realm, which is undoubtedly a great good thing for the Chaotian Sect.

Li Yiming didn't make a move, but flew past Chen Feng's side.

A cold snort came into Chen Feng's ears.

Chen Feng's brows furrowed slightly, and he didn't say anything, and there was no need to say anything.

As long as you don't provoke yourself, then you don't need to pay attention.

But if next time, if you want to target yourself, then ......

The staccato dragon moans grew clearer and stronger, and seemed to gradually become high-pitched, like some kind of newborn joy.

Run!

Thorough!

In the end, after Chen Feng passed through another crack, he entered a cave belly with a radius of hundreds of meters.

The swept eyes ignored the others, and were directly attracted by a colorful glow in the center.