Chapter 1348 Devouring Dragon Yuan

Han Fei had never seen this shocking scene in his life.

This feeling is like seeing a dragon boat for the first time, and my heart is full of shock. I remember when I first saw the dragon boat, Han Fei thought: How could there be such a big boat in this world?

Now, Han Fei felt the same way: How could there be such a huge creature in this world? Before, Han Fei had some imaginations about dragons in myths and legends, and he expected to meet them in the future. However, even the imaginary dragon is not so huge!

Although Han Fei had seen the existence of the Dragon Soul in the Ideal Palace, he only saw a big head at that time. But now, as far as the eye can see, they are all dragon bones.

The bones are as crystal clear as jade fat, and there are even light red silk threads scattered on them.

On these keel bones, those light red threads are still trembling slightly, as if they are supporting this huge body.

Directly in front of Han Fei, there was a dragon's head. The dragon's teeth and horns on the head were really as rumored. Horns like a deer, head like a camel, eyes like a rabbit, neck like a snake, belly like a mirage, scales like a fish, claws like an eagle, palms like a tiger, ears like a cow...

Han Fei was still marveling at the magic of the keel, but suddenly thought: This shouldn't be the Canglong, right?

After all, the thing I got earlier was the Fire Dragon Ball. But what about Canglong? Also known as the Eastern Azure Dragon. Although in this world, I don't know if it is called this? In any case, it doesn't look like playing with fire.

At this moment, Han Fei looked at the keel, which was blushing red and frightening, and slowly recovered from the previous shock.

"gurgling~"

Suddenly, a faint red halo began to emerge from those red silk threads.

Looking from the outside as a whole, the dragon's skeleton is covered with red threads, just like blood threads.

However, Han Fei and the old turtle discovered something was wrong almost at the same time: these red silk threads all came from the tributaries of the 95 long rivers of blood.

And these lines were not blood energy at all, but the dragon energy that Han Fei had just swallowed.

However, if it is said that just outside the door, the dragon's energy is in the state of gossamer gas.

Well, now these are like veins in the void, intertwined with each other. In terms of quantity, it is far better than the dragon energy before the giant gate.

Old tortoise: "This should be the so-called dragon energy, that's right. However, what I don't understand is that this dragon should not be on the same level as Emperor Zun. How could it fall behind this gate? "

Han Fei frowned: "Are you sure we are behind the door?"

The old tortoise pondered for a while: "I! I can't be sure, it might be in another dimension."

Han Fei: "These dragon energy are gathering, and they just gathered."

Han Fei saw that at the center of the brow of the keel, the energy of the dragon began to gather into a cocoon. It was clearly when he came in that there were these movements.

Han Fei asked suspiciously, "Old Yuan, do you think this looks like a formation?"

The old tortoise pondered for a long time: "The formation doesn't look like a formation, but it seems that some kind of power is recovering."

"Fuck!"

Han Fei was stunned at the time; "Recovery? After dying for so long, there are only skeletons left. Can this still be recovered?"

The old turtle said: "Of course the physical body can't be revived, but the soul..."

"Ouch, I'm going!"

"Boom!"

Without saying a word, Han Fei gathered his fists together in an instant, and directly blasted at the big cocoon with his fist seal.

"Wow!"

I only saw a large area of ​​dragon energy gathering into fog, like a big mask, but it was blown back tens of meters by the sacrifice fist. Then, the power of the sacrifice fist was surrounded.

"Boom!"

The sacrificial punch exploded with a bang, but it was tightly wrapped by the massive dragon energy, and did not damage the big cocoon at all.

Han Fei's face changed drastically; "No, the strong human race and the dragon race in the barren grave are hostile forces. If this dragon soul is awakened, how can I leave alive? Old Yuan, take action and blast him away."

"Buzz!"

The blood mist filled the air, intending to wrap and protect the big red cocoon where the dragon's energy gathered.

"Puff puff!"

The old tortoise made a move, but only red lines scattered out. The black mist power of the old tortoise was turned into a hornet's nest in an instant.

The old tortoise shouted: "No way! The emperor's current strength is too weak. Unless you have the energy of chaos to supplement the emperor, you will not be able to resist the energy of the dragon at all."

Han Fei turned into a great ape, and when he stretched out his hand, an embroidery needle appeared.

"The Monkey King has three thousand sticks."

Han Fei wanted to break the big red cocoon now. No matter what, you can't let the big cocoon give birth to anything weird.

At this moment, Han Fei shot with all his strength, and Qian Lang struck with great force.

"Roar!"

"puff!"

Suddenly, there seemed to be a dragon chant vibrating in the big red cocoon.

After a short while, Han Fei spat out a mouthful of blood. The embroidery needle in his hand was blown away. Is this Nima really recovering?

I just heard the old tortoise roar wildly: "Rush in quickly, you rush in."

Han Fei was speechless: "I'm crazy, it's the Dragon Clan, am I courting death if I rush in?"

The old tortoise said eagerly: "No! You forgot how to devour the power of the Emperor? As long as you make a move, it doesn't even have a physical body, so it can't deal with you. In other words, it's impossible for him to deal with your little one. gourd.

The old tortoise continued: "According to what you said, dragons and humans are enemies. How do you fight this recovery?"

Han Fei seemed to be right after hearing what the old turtle said.

Although I don't know if this cocoon is really dangerous? However, I am really in a panic now, feeling that if I can't get rid of this cocoon, I'm afraid I'll die this time.

It cannot be said that this premonition is self-deception. At the realm of the explorer, even the Dao has been comprehended. This hunch has become part of alertness.

Han Fei gritted his teeth immediately: "Gemini magic."

Seeing two clusters of mist suddenly rise.

With Han Fei's thoughts, the body of black mist entered the refining world, and the body of white mist stepped in front of the big cocoon.

The red mist saw Han Fei coming over on his own initiative, and immediately, countless red threads rolled over.

Only half a meter away from the big cocoon, Han Fei seemed to see a shadow swimming inside. Although it was very blurry, if nothing else, it should be in the shape of a snake, that is, a dragon.

Seeing this scene, Han Fei's expression became more serious: he came here to hunt for treasure, not to deliver a courier. When encountering this kind of prehistoric superpower, what I must think of is to prevent being taken away by this kind of creature.

However, because of the relationship with the demon refining pot, theoretically, he would not be taken away. This is the reason why the old tortoise forced himself to charge that dragon energy.

Han Fei couldn't help but be speechless: I don't know what the intention of the strong man in the deserted grave is? He even let himself do this dangerous thing. This is a real dragon creature! Even if he falls, it must be someone like himself who can deal with it?

"Boom!"

Han Fei returned to his human form, with swords all over his body returning to his ancestors, and his fists of sacrifice. Looking at the enigmatic Longyuan Qi, Han Fei slammed into it with a "bang".

When the surrounding space became sticky, Han Fei drew his sword. Snowmourne burst out with dazzling brilliance, forcibly splitting a gap in the enigma.

At this point, Han Fei rushed into Long Yuanzhi's side.

"A thread of nothingness."

In an instant, all the threads of nothingness hung on the big cocoon. Han Fei knew that he must be the one who was injured, but he did it anyway. He needed to activate the demon refining pot.

"Roar!"

Following the thread of nothingness, Han Fei heard dragon chants one after another.

"puff!"

Sure enough, Han Fei gushed out blood, feeling that his seven orifices were bleeding, and his ears were already ringing.

At the moment when his soul was wounded, the stress mechanism of the demon refining pot should be activated. Otherwise, if one's soul is wounded, or if the soul is wiped out, where will the demon refining pot go?

This was Han Fei's plan.

Han Fei's mouth was full of golden blood, and he yelled, "Suck it for me."

"Om~"

At that moment, between Han Fei's eyebrows, small vine branches and leaves protruded, green and verdant. Moreover, three of these small vines stretched out at once.

In Han Fei's sea of ​​consciousness, the old tortoise looked at the spinning pot above his head. Originally, he was still thinking: this is the time when the Demon Refining Pot is weak, and he should be able to take the opportunity to escape.

As a result, as soon as the old tortoise moved, the gourd was directly pressed down, and it actually hit its own tortoise shell.

"Ahem~"

"Crack!"

The old tortoise let out a muffled snort, and saw a crack suddenly appear on the soul armor. This scene scared him so much that he didn't dare to move.

The old tortoise was lying there under the weight of the demon refining pot, not daring to move. The energy of Dragon Origin from the outside world, like crazy, began to gather towards Han Fei.

It was originally just one independent cocoon, but now it has directly become two cocoons.

"Aww~"

Han Fei screamed strangely.

Because the inexhaustible dragon energy began to penetrate into his body. In addition to Xiaoteng's swallowing, Han Fei also felt the blood in his whole body boil.

In short, the flesh, bones, and soul all seemed to be burning. The scariest thing was the skin, which turned bright red directly, looking like a monster.

"Hoo hoo ~"

Han Fei was gobbling it up with the method of devouring. In just over ten breaths, he has gained more than three times his weight.

"No! You still have to cultivate the immortal body."

"Chila!"

This time it really burned, and Han Fei's skin was burnt to nothing in an instant. The energy of dragon origin rushed in directly from the flesh and blood and meridians.

"ah!"

The feeling of the bones being rubbed into a grain of powder, at this moment, came back again.

"Persevere, persist! As long as this layer of indestructible body breaks through, the following is all about the soul, and it has nothing to do with the physical body."

Han Fei's side was in excruciating pain, and the dragon shadow next door boiled and began to roar continuously.

Han Fei was so shocked that his head was dizzy, and he felt like his brain had exploded. The physical body hurts, the soul hurts, everywhere hurts, and it feels like the body no longer belongs to me.

"Madan, apocalyptic magic!"

Han Fei realized: If this goes on like this, even if he doesn't die from the pain, he will die from the shock. In a short time, the apocalypse magic was cast again, no matter what, to relieve the synaesthesia, it would not consume a few years of vitality.

Ever since, I saw a beam of white light descending on one of the two large red cocoons from time to time. In just half an hour, white light descended more than 30 times.

After half an hour.

Only a "click" sound was heard.

Han Fei suddenly opened his eyes: he broke through.

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