This hydra should have a trace of ancient blood, so it broke through to the Great Demon of the Qi Sea Realm, but because the bloodline is not pure, the combat power after adulthood is only the Qi Sea. What he is best at is a variety of attack methods, and he is proficient in a variety of spells. But the movement is too slow, although proficient in a variety of spells, but none of them are very powerful, if you encounter an opponent who can't withstand its attack, then naturally you can't beat it. But Fu Feixue's figure is smart, the hydra can't hit at all, and his movement speed is relatively slow, which is equivalent to giving Fu Feixue a live target, at first he was not very suitable for the fighting style of the hydra, but as the battle became more and more protracted, under Fu Feixue's continuous attacks, the nine heads of the hydra had been cut off one after another.

The moment Han Xi stepped into the misty forest, a monstrous black mist swarmed in, and at this time, a purple light floated out of Han Xi's body. Illuminating the space three meters in front of Han Xi's body, Han Xi only came back to his senses at this moment, under the purple light, he could see the range of three meters in front of him, and the rest of the place was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything.

Under the illumination of the purple light, you can see the white bones under your feet, including humans, fierce beasts, and some humanoid bones of unknown races. Although there was purple light shining, the fear in Hanxi's heart did not diminish at all. Imagine that anyone who encounters such a scene will be scared to the point that the three souls are gone. It was as if there was nothing but darkness except for the purple glow. There is no sound, nothing is there.

At this moment, Han Xi only had the courage to walk forward, a huge skeleton appeared in front of him, Han Xi carefully reached out and touched it, and at the moment of perception, the corpse that was more than three feet long, and the bone body thicker than the bucket was instantly turned into ashes. A cloud of black mist flew out of the ashes of the bones and rushed towards the cold sunset. But soon under the purple light above his head in the cold evening, he turned into a must.

Han Xi was frightened and took two or three steps back, this place is too weird, it's obviously day outside, but it's night here, and it's pitch black, not to mention, it's silent, it looks like the bones left by a very powerful beast, and it turned to ash in an instant, and there is a weird black gas floating, if it weren't for the purple light above his head, he was afraid that he would have turned into a pile of dry bones.

It was as if all light and everything had been swallowed up. What the hell is this place, Han Xi couldn't stop complaining in his heart.

In this way, in the apprehension, under the illumination of the purple light, looking for the voice in the perception, the cold and the evening all the way to avoid touching the bones along the way, so as not to happen something inexplicable. In addition to touching the bones, Hanxi also saw many exquisite weapons, which were brilliant and beautiful under the purple light, and looked very powerful. Hanxi was a little excited and wanted to pick it up, but it also turned into nothingness, but nothing black floated out.

Hanxi doesn't have much hope for this place at all, this ghost place, there are no magic cheats, and there are no magic weapons, even if there is, it is estimated that the moment you touch it, it will turn into nothingness. What the hell is summoning itself, it can't be a demon.

Hanxi continued to move forward, I don't know how long I walked, it was estimated that it would take about a day, Hanxi walked to the bottom of a huge mountain wall, and a few small grasses were rarely seen on the entire mountain wall. But the whole mountain wall is very wide, and the cold and evening walked along it for a while, but there was no other way out, as if the mountain wall in front of it blocked all the way.

But the call of induction is indeed not far ahead.

I tried to knock on the mountain wall before Hanxi, and I felt a heavy sense of solidity, but when Hanxi knocked on the mountain wall again, the heaviness was still the same, but it instantly made Hanxi realize that something was wrong.

This cold night used about five layers of strength, and it is understandable that the mountain wall does not move at all, but why is there no pain.

Han Xi once again punched the mountain wall with all his might, it was the same as before, the mountain wall did not move at all, Han Xi did not feel any rebound, nor did he feel any tingling. It's like a cold night punch in the air.

Hanxi circled around the mountain wall, and a thought suddenly flashed in his heart: Could it be that this mountain wall does not exist, it is not real, and there is an illusion in front of him. After all, illusions are not real, and there will always be flaws.

Han Xi had an idea in his heart, so he simply closed his eyes and walked forward boldly, thinking that the mountain wall was illusory and did not exist at all. After walking for about a few minutes, there was no obstacle, and Hanxi opened his eyes happily.

Looking at the cold night, there is light here, and it is no longer dark.

And the source of the light is a behemoth of dozens of feet. It resembles a bird, with golden feathers all over its body, and it looks as if it has died, and it is paralyzed on the ground motionless. But there was still a dazzling light all around, illuminating the sky for hundreds of miles, and although there was nothing else around, it was empty, but the darkness seemed to be driven out of this space. Like a light in the dark.

Gradually walking in, Han Xi was still very surprised in his heart, in Han Xi's cognition, the darkness of this area was quite dark and terrifying, quite weird, as if it could devour everything, so he was quite curious, he didn't know how powerful this giant bird had to be in his lifetime.

And he could clearly perceive that the voice that had been guiding him here was Qianfang's corpse.

Suddenly, when Hanxi saw the giant bird's legs, he was stunned.

Three-legged! Three-legged golden crow?

Although I have also seen the fire unicorn and the peacock in the cold night before, but in my own world, the fire unicorn is an auspicious thing, and it is the mount of the three ancient emperors, and it should not be only so weak, although it is invincible in my own opinion, it is far from the idea of being linked to my own world. Maybe everything in the universe is not exactly the same, but there are similarities.

But the three-legged golden crow in front of him is different, from entering this mist, this darkness and everything decays, and the whole land is completely devoured. There is such a huge corpse, after death, it can also make this terrifying darkness unable to get close to him, how powerful it is, at least let Han Xi feel that this way can be a little bit related to the ancient legend in his impression.

But whether the three-legged golden crow has anything to do with his own world, and who this three-legged golden crow is, is still a huge mystery.

Han Xi stopped about three meters away from the three-legged golden crow, and slanted at the corpse in front of him, which actually made Han Xi see a ray of light.

At this moment, Han Xi can confirm with great firmness that the voice that guided him was the light in front of him.

As if feeling the arrival of the cold night, Guanghua suddenly broke free from the shackles, and the brilliance was radiant and floated towards the cold night.

But at a height of about one meter away from the cold sunset, it suddenly stopped again, and the brilliance suddenly turned around again, revolving around the huge corpse of the entire three-legged golden crow, and at the same time let out a whining and mournful roar, resounding throughout the entire space.

Hanxi stood in the distance, watching the white light swirl, emitting that desolate sorrow, as if it was a child with a dead father, crying silently, the voice seemed to tell this endless sorrow, endless longing, endless loneliness.

Hanxi didn't know why, as if he just understood, that is, he understood, the white light in front of him was telling himself: the three-legged golden crow in front of him was its owner, but it was not only the owner, as if they were father and son, it was telling the three-legged golden crow its thoughts, as if it was also telling Hanxi that he was very lonely, very afraid, and he was just a child.

As if telling Han Xi a long-standing story, when the three-legged golden crow held it in his life, how invincible, but in the face of this powerful enemy, he was still defeated, and the price of defeat was death and silence. But the three-legged golden crow itself and it still have its own strength, but because it can't bear to destroy it, the three-legged golden crow gives up the final blow.

Han Xi's eyes couldn't stop the tears, and from the thoughts that came from the white light, he sensed helplessness, longing, loneliness, fear, and loneliness, all of which made Han Xi sad and cry.

As if feeling the sorrow of Hanxi, the white light stopped flying and wailing, flew towards Hanxi, circled around Hanxi twice, and then fell into Hanxi's hands. When the brilliance dissipated, it showed its original face, it turned out to be a three-inch flying knife, as if it had been corroded by the years, but what had just happened undoubtedly told Han Xi that this was an extremely powerful flying knife.

Holding the hilt of the knife with his hand and caressing the blade, the cold evening can feel the fear and loneliness from the blade. Looking ahead again, Hanxi didn't know what to say. Who could slay such a powerful three-legged golden crow here, and make this powerful sword spirit emit that sense of fear.

Maybe you'll figure it all out yourself, one day. Suddenly, the blade glowed white again, piercing through Hanxi's chest.

Frightened, Hanxi hurriedly touched his chest, but did not find a blood hole, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

If it weren't for the fact that the body of the three-legged golden crow in front of him was still there, Han Xi would even suspect that it was a dream just now.