Volume 1: Obscure Chapter 23: The Gap in the Fist Print
Human beings absorb the aura of heaven and earth to derive spiritual power, while demon beasts absorb the aura of heaven and earth to form demonic power. The lights are extremely powerful, splitting trees and gravel is not a problem, and when you practice to the legendary realm, you can move mountains and seas!
The colorful tiger is amazingly imposing, and its claws are wrapped with terrifying demonic power, each claw brings a strong wind, and the earth is full of large pits formed by the impact of its demonic power.
The mandrill is even more ferocious and abnormal, faintly pressing the tiger.
The two demon beasts fought inextricably, and each other left terrible claw marks on their bodies.
Roar, roar, roar!
The tiger roared into the sky, and the terrifying demonic power poured out, rushing towards the mandrill like a torrent.
The roar was deafening, and Wang Feng pinched Xiao Hei's mouth with his hand, for fear that this guy would find trouble for him.
Hammering his chest hard, a strange smile appeared on the mandrill's four-colored haired face, and the demonic power of his body formed a thick shield around it.
The torrent invaded by, and the mandrill was unscathed except for a little embarrassment!
Seeing this, the tiger roared and flew up again, the battle between the two demon beasts was extremely terrifying, the surrounding terrain had been destroyed, and from time to time there was a demon power that bombarded into the magma, and countless magma flew up.
At this time, Wang Feng reacted, these two big guys fought so fiercely, probably for the sake of a golden flower growing in the magma pool.
The golden flowers exude an extremely rich golden spiritual power, which is extremely holy.
The two demon beasts are indistinguishable, Wang Feng is irritable to wait, if it continues like this, when will the winner be distinguished, maybe there will be more powerful demon beasts coming later, and it will be difficult to do it then.
Xiao Hei leaned tightly on his neck, and after a little thought, Wang Feng slowly stepped back.
I found a big tree with a thick bowl mouth, took out a rope from the storage bag, tied it, and pulled it hard.
The trunk of the tree bends slowly, eventually bending into the shape of a bow and arrow.
"Good, resilient!"
Wang Feng was very satisfied, and hurriedly took out the body of the mandrill in the storage bag and tied it to the top of the tree, pulling the rope hard.
"Whether it succeeds or not, it's up to fate!"
Aiming the direction of the catapult at the valley where the two demon beasts were fighting, Wang Feng's face became more and more determined, and he let go of the rope at once.
Shout!
The huge elastic force threw the mandrill's corpse out, and fell straight into the lowland where the two demon beasts were located.
After a while, an earth-shattering roar came from the low ground, and it was extremely terrible.
When Wang Feng heard this, he hurriedly evacuated as fast as he could, and finally hid in a dirt pit and buried himself deep with fallen leaves.
After a while, a terrifying murderous aura swept over, followed by the sound of the earth trembling, and a black monster several feet high landed in front of the tree where Wang Feng had ejected the mandrill corpse earlier, it was the mandrill that fought against the tiger!
The mandrill's angry roar resounded through the mountains and forests, but at this moment, a huge yellow figure followed closely behind, grabbing the mandrill's back with one claw, and it was the tiger that took advantage of the fire to rob.
A large piece of flesh and blood was taken away in an instant, the mandrill's eyes were red, and his reflex was also a claw, the tiger was still in the air, and it was impossible to dodge it at such a extreme speed, and its stomach was instantly broken by a claw.
Roar, roar, roar!
Oh!
The voices of the two demon beasts sounded, the scene was bloody and terrifying, and the blood made the two demon beasts completely violent, and the screams came one after another.
Wang Feng, who was buried in the soil pit, did not dare to make a single one, until the roar in the mountains and forests became smaller and smaller, and finally all the movement disappeared completely.
Xiao Hei left his neck, picked up the leaves and got out of the dirt pit, Wang Feng also quickly got up, grabbed Xiao Hei and put it on his neck and ran towards the place where the two demon beasts disappeared.
There was blood all around, forming a pool of blood, and the two demon beasts were covered with countless wounds, and blood continued to flow out.
Walking forward, the two demon beasts still had an extremely faint breath of life, the tiger's eyes had been scratched into a blur of flesh and blood, and the mandrill's eyes were open, and blood flowed from his mouth.
Seeing a human appear, the mandrill tried to struggle to stand up again, but to no avail, the bottomless wound on its back had already made it fatal, and its front paw was even broken by a claw.
"Let me understand your pain. ”
Wang Feng raised his sword, and a sword pierced into the mandrill's chest, and with a casual pick, a fist-sized crystal clear Neidan appeared in his hand, and the violent power flowed in it.
After receiving the Nedan, Wang Feng looked at the tiger, as if he couldn't survive, so he simply took the result with a sword and also took a Nedan.
"Whew!"
Xiao Hei shouted twice, Wang Feng ignored this guy, and Neidan, who had received the two major demon beasts, rushed towards the low ground.
The golden flowers were still there, the golden power was circulating quietly, Wang Feng took out a few swords and shot at the magma one after another, and then the whole person jumped up and flew towards the magma pool with the power of a few swords.
The golden flowers are warm to the touch, and with the strength of the hand, the golden flowers are pulled up with the rhizomes.
Wang Feng's face showed joy, and he glanced at Xiao Hei on the side of the magma pool and was about to turn back, but at this moment, something happened to him.
The entire magma pool was like a calm sea setting off stormy waves, and Wang Feng found himself locked in by a terrible attraction.
"it!"
Wang Feng felt a chill in his heart, and then he found that the magma did not submerge the small hole left by the golden flower that he had pulled away, but left it there strangely, which was like taking a stick and inserting it into the water, and leaving a hole in the water after pulling out the stick.
"How is that possible!"
The blazing magma around him was about to fall on his body, and Wang Feng was drenched in cold sweat on his head, and hurriedly used his spiritual power to prop up a shield.
But no matter how much he struggled, the terrible suction could not be shaken off, Wang Feng was desperate in his heart, and finally completely submerged in the magma.
The surface of the magma pool, which was more than ten zhang wide, returned to calm, and Xiao Hei anxiously screamed around the magma pool, and the two small lumps of flesh raised on his head made him look very cute.
The terrible attraction kept entanglement, and the whole person was told to spin all the way down.
Bang!
It was as if his head had hit something, but he stopped moving and touched the ground with his body.
"It's really fatal. Wang Feng struggled to get up, and it was dark all around.
Driving his eyes, his vision gradually became clearer, and there were corpses all around him, and it seemed that the smallest one was one or two feet high.
"I'm afraid that these monsters were sucked in like myself and died here. ”
It is surrounded by a dead and silent hall, and there is a long passage in front of it, and the dragon and phoenix are carved on the stone wall of the passage, which is actually caused by man!
"Strange, why do all these monsters die here?
Wang Feng denied, looking at the shape of these demon beasts, they must have been the existence of the dominant party before their death, and it was impossible to be killed by falling to death.
But if they starve to death, these demon beasts should also go up the passage and die on the passage.
But now they all die here, unless......
Before Wang Feng could finish thinking about it, there was a layer of fog blowing in the passage ahead, and these fogs were quiet and extremely difficult to find in the dark.
Wang Feng was vigilant in his heart, and hurriedly propped up the spiritual power shield.
As the minutes ticked by, the fog was getting closer.
Click!
What Wang Feng feared the most happened, just when the mist touched the shield, the shield made a sizzling sound as if it had been corroded, and finally shattered with a click!
"My life is gone!"
At this time, Wang Feng instantly understood how the dense demon beast bones under his feet came from.
The spiritual power can't be stopped at all, and the powerful and incomparable body of the demon beast can't resist it, and he can only wait for death.
With a bitter sigh, Wang Feng closed his eyes, and his body felt a huge threat, and the hairs on his body stood on end.
Death is always frightening. But when death comes, no one has the right to refuse.
Desperate in his heart, Wang Feng could only wait for the last moment to come.
Everyone in the world is rumored that when a person is dying, his whole life will be replayed in his mind, but Wang Feng only has fear.
The mist had reached his eyes, and Wang Feng, who was already waiting for death, suddenly felt a terrible burning heat from the palm of his left hand.
"Is this what it's like to be corroded?"
Wang Feng opened his eyes and wanted to look at his left hand, which was a conditioned reflex of the brain where the pain came, and he couldn't help but pay attention to the injured part.
However, Wang Wangfeng was shocked that at this time, his body was wrapped in a layer of faint red power, and the mist was hovering outside the red light, and he couldn't get close at all!
"What is this?"
Slowly raising his left hand, Wang Feng saw that the red beast mark left on his palm after being struck by lightning last time turned extremely blood-red at this time, and the rich red power enveloped the whole person with the mark as the center.
And the most terrifying thing is that this red power is actually devouring the mist!
"This is the Divine Beast Qilin!"
It turned out that the mark on the palm of the hand was very blurry, until this time it emitted red power and made it very bright.
I have the joy of the rest of my life after the catastrophe, but I am more puzzled, why do I have a unicorn mark in my palm after being struck by lightning?
Or rather, you have it!
Wang Feng was confused, he had never come out since he was taken up the mountain by the old man, how could he have such an imprint?
I thought about it and didn't have any clue.
His eyes were covered with strange colors, and after removing distractions, Wang Feng began to step into the passage.
The passage stretched to the farthest exit, where a door loomed.
Stepping on the passage, there was no abnormality, and after walking through the passage hundreds of meters long, there was no killing machine again, Wang Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and looked up at the dark green gate several feet high.
"It's patina. Touching the door, Wang Feng was dumbfounded, what kind of means does this have?
To build such a huge project under the magma, and to build a gate several feet high out of bronze so extravagantly!
The bronze door looked very heavy, there were many fist marks on the door, one fist mark even almost penetrated the door, there was a crack in the depths of the fist print, and countless gray cracks poured out of it.
Looking at his feet, there was a pair of gray powder, and Wang Feng was stunned.
It seems that the strong man who left a circle mark on this door has fallen, and finally been corroded into powder by this mist.
The degree of corrosion of the mist here is at least a hundred times higher than where Ke Wang Feng first came in!
Thinking about it, this terrifying existence must have broken through the bronze door with his fist, and was caught off guard by the gray fog that exploded in an instant.
"It's a pity, what is behind this door that makes you so persistent. ”
Looking at the gray powder on the ground and the fist marks on the bronze door, Wang Feng frowned, put the long sword back in the storage bag, and pushed it hard with both hands.