"Huh! Interesting, a demon who cultivates as a golden pill dares to do something with me. ”

Pan Xuan's eyes were full of contempt, but there was no intention to hold it up in his hands, the three thousand green silk drooped, the green jade on his waist was unsheathed, and the blue light appeared on his body.

Chi Jiao's holding a halberd slashed at Pan Xuan, but when he was close, he was momentarily stunned because of Pan Xuan's beauty.

Green silk and white robe, beautiful face, pink carved and jade facial features, can be called the golden ratio of the figure.

People with firm intentions will stay for a while, not to mention, the demon Jiao with a trace of dragon blood flowing in his body is even more beastly.

"Dare to be distracted when you fight with me, die!"

Pan Xuan was very disappointed in the demon Jiao, he thought that after thousands of years of cultivation, even if he couldn't cultivate, his mind should be somewhat firm, but he never thought that it was worse than Yang Fengfeng.

In the brief moment when Chi Jiao lost his mind, Pan Xuan didn't give the other party the slightest chance to live, and the sword spirit of the green jade sword burst out with terrifying sword intent.

Burst!

Laugh at!

A blue light passed through Chijiao's body, wearing a crown on his head, wearing a majestic robe of Chijiao, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and his face looked terrified, as if he had seen something terrible.

My mouth choked up.

Both eyeballs almost bulged out.

"Little color embryo, I'll leave the rest of the formalities to you, and my sword, help me clean it."

Only one sword, from beginning to end, Pan Xuan didn't put this red Jiao in his eyes, even if the other party had the blood of the ancient dragon clan flowing in his body, even if he was bred in captivity by the Demon God University.

After Pan Xuan handed the green jade sword to Yang Feng, he went to the "Dragon Palace" alone.

Just as she was about to pull out.

Inside Yang Feng's Qiankun bag, the pterosaur beast egg flew out.

said that it was too late and that it was fast, and Yang Feng used the spirit sword to rip off the red Jiao's Jiaozhu like lightning.

Then the pterosaur egg arrived, as if looking at a rare treasure, frantically sucking the essence blood of the red dragon.

"Pterodactyl?! Dragons subspecies! ”

This time it was Pan Xuan's turn to be shocked, this was the first time Yang Fengyou had seen Pan Xuan's gaffe.

"Mentor, you, how do you know?"

"Little color embryo, this dragon subspecies ......"

"Mentor, I'm ,......"

Pan Xuan's meaning, how could Yang Feng not understand, but the pterosaur beast was his right-hand man in the future to conquer the world, but when he thought of Pan Xuan's care for his mother these days, Yang Feng extinguished the idea of refusal.

"Mentor, this is what I got by chance in the Hundred Beasts Mountain, if you want it, I am willing to give it to you!"

"Haha! Little color embryo, is your mentor and I that kind of person, the so-called gentleman does not win people's love, plus this pterodactyl egg is cultivated by your essence and blood, even if it is given to me, he will not listen to me.

But then again, your kid's luck is really against the sky, with this pterodactyl beast, you also have a little more protection for the thing I want you to do for me in the future. ”

Before Pan Xuan's words fell, the pterosaur egg that was sucking Yun Chijiao's essence blood changed, and the subtle cracks on the purple eggshell began to crack at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Click!

Click!

……

After this red Jiao was killed by Pan Xuan's green jade sword, due to the loss of vitality, a body of demonic power dispersed, revealing its original form, a huge body of twenty zhang, after touching the "black hole" on the pterosaur egg, the body dried up at the speed of seconds.

Finally, after absorbing Chijiao's essence blood, the eggshell of the pterosaur beast was completely shattered into slag.

Roar!

Roar!

The size of a baby, with horns on its head, dense and tiny scales on its body, and a pair of small wings on its back, the strange thing is that there is not a single feather on these wings, all of them are small scales.

The little one, a bipedal creature, first glanced around, then picked up the crumbled eggshells on the ground and sent them to his small mouth.

Ga!

Crisp!

Click!

Looking at the purple pterodactyl beast, Yang Feng and Pan Xuan both glanced at each other, and then half-squatted on the ground, observing the little guy from different angles.

You know, this newborn pterosaur beast is not, the just dead Chijiao can be compared, the pterosaur beast is flowing in the pure dragon blood, and the "subspecies" in the dragon clan is usually mutated from the dragon clan, and its combat power is better than that of the pure dragon clan.

This is also the biggest reason why Pan Xuan was ecstatic after seeing the Pterodactyl Beast.

Adult pterosaurs are stronger than immortals, but unfortunately, the growth rate of pterosaurs is extremely slow, and it may take tens of thousands of years to reach adulthood.

A divine beast like the Pterodactyl Beast, which has the top bloodline of the demon clan, once it is born, it will be accompanied by a bloody storm.

Because the pterosaur beast is best to suck the essence blood, which is also the reason why its bloodline is strong, drink the essence blood of all races to refine its body, and there are several divine beasts in the world that can be compared.

Of course, this was before the Pterodactylmon signed the contract, and the Pterodactylmon clan was born as a king, and only one was born in one lifetime.

Originally, if the pterosaur beast had not signed an equal contract with Yang Feng, then it was not so calm when it was born just now, and it didn't even trigger the thunder tribulation, all of which was due to Yang Feng's "blessing".

fed the pterosaur beast with its own essence blood, and the pterosaur beast signed an equal contract with it, so when it was born, even its strength was reduced to the same as Yang Feng.

The two pupils of the pterosaur beast stared curiously at Yang Feng and Pan Xuan, then sniffed with their noses, flapped their little wings, and jumped onto Yang Feng's shoulders.

"This little guy is cute, but he's too recognizable."

Pan Xuan puffed out his cheeks, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"By the way, I see that you only took out the red Jiao's Jiao beads in advance, it seems that you have not suffered the loss of this little guy!"

As he spoke, Pan Xuan also glanced at the pterosaur beast on Yang Feng's shoulder, intentionally or unintentionally, and found that the other party actually put on an independent posture of the golden rooster, and "closed his eyes to recuperate" on Yang Feng's shoulder.

"Mentor, you don't know the situation at that time, if it weren't for my quick hands and quick eyes, let alone Jiaozhu at this time, I guess I wouldn't even be able to see Jiaozhu."

"Poof! Why are you so pitiful, okay, don't be kidding, then you retreat and cultivate here, refining Jiaozhu, I'll go to this "Dragon Palace" to explore the treasure first. ”

Although he knew that there could be no good treasures in such a place, Pan Xuan still had a hint of luck, after all, when this Chijiao came to this locked dragon well, he was far from cultivating like this, even if he was a demon Jiao with a strong bloodline,

If you want to cultivate the transformation, you can't reach this point without two thousand years, but this red Jiao has successfully transformed in just a thousand years, and it also has the Jindan stage cultivation.

Demon beasts and demon clans are two different races, although it is undeniable that they are all the same ancestor, and the bloodlines flowing in their bodies are not the same, but demon beasts, especially mortal-level bloodlines, they can't even open their spiritual intelligence.

Not to mention the formation of a human being and the opening of the path of cultivation, of course, except for the demon beasts with the top bloodline, those with extremely strong bloodlines should not be called demon beasts, but demon clans.

Because they are born with spiritual intelligence, and even have the inheritance memory of their ancestors in their minds, it is not impossible for them to transform as soon as they are born.

However, this kind of existence generally disdains to transform into shapes, because the "beast form" is their strongest form.

Although the cultivation speed of the "beast form" is slower than that of the "human form", the "beast form" is stronger than the "human form".

This is also the reason why the pterosaur beast did not choose to transform after its birth, but continued to maintain its "beast form".

Looking at Pan Xuan's figure leaving, Yang Feng also took out Chijiao's Jiaozhu, found a quiet place, and began to cultivate.

In other words, he has been practicing for the past few days, and he has not had the opportunity to meditate and meditate at all.

Feeling the heat from the Jiaozhu in the palm of his hand, Yang Feng began to sit cross-legged, running the "Five Elements Spiritual Formula", and silently reciting the mantra in his heart.

The five elements of the spiritual root at the sea of knowledge frantically absorb the majestic demon power in the Jiaozhu.

The demon power is the essence of the sun and the moon, and the yuan power contained in it is pure yuan power, which is also one of the reasons why the demon clan chooses to transform and cultivate.

Once they transform, they can gather the essence of the sun and the moon, condense into majestic demon power, and then after stepping into the golden pill, they can condense the demon pill.

Cultivation is much faster than that of Terran monks, and the Yuan Power cultivated is also purer than that of Terrans.

At this moment, the demonic power in the Jiaozhu flowed into the sea of knowledge, and the five elements spiritual root was nourished, and Yang Feng hurriedly took advantage of the situation to take out the innate five elements spiritual energy that had already been prepared.

Rumble!

The innate five elements aura, as well as the majestic demonic power to wash the body, within a moment, Yang Feng's cultivation realm rose to the late stage of foundation building, and the realm of the physical body did not seem to be saturated, so it was not promoted.

Yang Feng calmed down, in the late stage of the foundation building period, he was not proud at all, you must know that the object of his three-year covenant was Fu Yu in the Jindan period.

Not to mention anything else, if it weren't for Pan Xuan's shot, Yang Feng wouldn't think he had the hole cards to fight with Chijiao.

Although he can fight beyond the ranks and defeat the strong with the weak, his fatal weakness is that his realm cultivation is too low, if he can improve his cultivation to the Jindan stage, Fu Yu will definitely not be his opponent at that time.

Thinking of this, a trace of pride rose in Yang Feng's heart, and it also turned into nothingness.

Yang Feng carried out both immortal cultivation and body refining at the same time, although it was possible to attract a heavenly tribulation, but he couldn't manage so much, there was not much time left for him, he had to race against time, and it would be possible to defeat Fu Yu after three years.

Cultivating like this, it lasted for three whole days, and Yang Feng was forced to withdraw from the cultivation state because he was hungry, after all, he was not in the Bigu period now, and he couldn't go without eating.

In fact, cultivating immortals, before the Jindan period, was inseparable from food, but after cultivating to reach the Bigu period, it was more resistant to hunger.

Yang sealed the Qiankun bag, took out the jerky prepared before leaving, and began to gobble it up.

suddenly thought that he hadn't seen Pan Xuan for a few days, and he was inexplicably worried.

As for the pterosaur beast on Yang Feng's shoulder, as early as when he was cultivating, Yang Feng threw it into the Qiankun bag.

This guy, he sleeps when he is full, no different from a pig, if it weren't for the repeated assurances of the remnant immortals, Yang Feng would have wanted to throw it into the toilet a long time ago, and give it a "stench for ten thousand years".

After Yang Feng filled his stomach, he walked towards Chijiao's palace, and it was strange to say that the layout of this palace seemed to have been seen somewhere.

With this feeling, Yang Feng took out the Spirit Sword in the Qiankun bag and carried it on his back.

"Boy Yang, what's the breath here?" Dragon'! ”

The remnant immortal suddenly exclaimed, but immediately deflated: "Hey! It's a dead thing, presumably that Chijiao relied on the aura emitted by this 'dragon relic', and cultivated all the way to Jindan. ”