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220. Desolate Ancient Dragon Lord

2 Ancient Dragon King

Stepping on the hard rocks, the two of them walked all the way up the mountain. They were surrounded by ancient black trees and inches of black flowers and plants.

"Master, do you feel it?" Kuo Chong, who was walking behind Chen Feng, kept looking around with his eyes and asked nervously in a low voice.

"You mean evil spirit?" Chen Feng paused, looked up at the top of the holy mountain that was out of reach, and said.

"Yes, this mountain is so strange. Why does it make people feel so fuzzy?" Kuo Chong nodded. Ever since he set foot on the holy mountain, he felt as if he was being stared at by something. Moreover, there were gusts of wind around him, mixed with...

This sound was like a ghost crying, which made him feel uneasy!

"There is no way. This holy mountain is extremely evil. Even if I surround you and me with Buddha's light, it will be difficult to resist all his evil energy!"

Chen Feng sighed softly, then helplessly increased the concentration of spiritual energy around him. A golden wave flew out of Chen Feng's body and turned into a layer of pale golden gas. It merged into the golden wall of light not far in front of the two people and disappeared.

The golden light wall became a little brighter again.

After swallowing his saliva, Kuo Chong looked at the mountain angrily. When Chen Feng saw the golden wall of light surrounding the two of them, he couldn't help but secretly gasp.

Chen Feng's Buddhist cultivation was well known to him, but how strong was the evil spirit that even he could not resist? Kuo Chong drew a big question mark in his mind.

Walking quickly, as time went by, the two of them got closer and closer to the top of the holy mountain, and the evil energy gathered around them became stronger and stronger. In the end, Chen Feng had to compress the golden Buddha light into the distance.

There was a distance of three or four meters between the two of them, but even so, they could still feel the rolling evil energy coming in from time to time.

"What a strong evil spirit!" Chen Feng frowned and carefully controlled the level of his spiritual energy output. Because there was an ultimate boss, the Ancient Dragon King, on the top of the mountain, he must not waste too much spiritual energy before encountering him.

"Sir, it's so... so cold!" Kuo Chong stood in the Buddha's light, exerting his spiritual energy to the extreme to resist the surrounding evil spirits, but he was still chilled by the powerful evil spirits and his face turned pale.

"Hold on, where we are now should be the place with the heaviest evil spirit in the entire Holy Mountain. As long as we climb to the peak, the evil spirit will disappear naturally!" Chen Feng gritted his teeth, and felt a little different from the domineering nature of this Holy Mountain in his heart.

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Although he had known before that this place was a place of extreme evil and evil, he never thought that the evil spirit here would be so strong. If the person who came to the Holy Mountain this time was not him, he would be someone who was not interested in Buddhism.

Other monks who are very proficient are afraid that they will be completely swallowed up by the evil spirit of the Holy Mountain before they get even halfway.

Thinking of this, Chen Feng couldn't help but feel a little grateful to the master of Tiewei Palace whom he had only met once. If the other party hadn't told him the secret of chanting seeds, he might not have been able to get here!

"Sir, shouldn't the place with the heaviest evil spirit be the top of the Holy Mountain? How could it be here?" After listening to Chen Feng's words, Kuo Chong looked at the top of the Holy Mountain several miles away in confusion and said.

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"The so-called extremely yin place is mostly formed naturally. It is like a huge tornado. Every time it turns, it will introduce the surrounding evil energy into its own wind whirlpool to enhance its own strength. In this kind of place, it is often

At the core, the weather is calm and there is no evil spirit at all!"

Perhaps sensing that Kuo Chong was not in a good state, Chen Feng did not want to be distracted, but he still spoke about the principle of how the Holy Mountain absorbs evil spirits.

Hearing Chen Feng's words, Kuo Chong seemed to have some understanding, and then his eyes flashed with joy and a bit of expectation. It was obvious that Chen Feng's words inspired him a lot.

An hour later, as the two of them got closer and closer to the top of the mountain, the evil spirit around them suddenly dissipated as Chen Feng said. Chen Feng and Kuo Chong let out a long sigh at the same time, with a smile on their faces, and walked quickly

Walk towards the top of the mountain.

The top of the holy mountain is extremely quiet. Unexpectedly, although it is also covered with flowers and plants, it is colorful and gorgeous. It is incompatible with the black color of the city. It is like an oasis suddenly appearing in the desert, which makes people feel...

A refreshing feeling.

"Sir, look, it's the Soul-Reviving Flag!" Kuo Chong climbed to the top of the mountain and suddenly shouted excitedly, reaching out and pointing forward.

Looking in the direction of Kuochong's finger, Chen Feng saw that not far in front of the two of them, there was an ancient altar made of five-color boulders. Four slender stone platforms stood around the altar, and the stone platforms were suspended on top.

There were four groups of dark flames, and in the center of the five-color altar, a small golden flag was quietly suspended in it, with auras flashing around it, extremely dazzling.

"Is this the Soul Resurrection Flag?" Chen Feng murmured, staring dimly at the small golden flag above the altar, and frowned slightly.

"Yes... it must be yes. Didn't they all say that the Soul-Returning Flag is on the Holy Mountain? That must be the Soul-Returning Flag!" Kuo Chong shouted excitedly, and then he couldn't wait to walk towards the five-color altar.

"Koh Chong!" Sensing Kuo Chong's move, Chen Feng's expression changed, he shouted low, and reached out to grab Kuo Chong.

Kuo Chong was stunned for a moment, then he seemed to think of something and looked around cautiously. After finding nothing out of the ordinary, he smiled coquettishly and said: "Haha, Master, I'm sorry, I was too excited just now.

I actually forgot the danger here for a moment!"

After saying this, a look of embarrassment appeared on Kuo Chong's face.

Chen Feng did not speak, his eyes were still looking at the five-color altar quietly, as if he was thinking about something.

In fact, Chen Fengdao didn't care about Kuo Chong's actions. Ever since he entered Youcheng, although Kuo Chong had a lot of cultivation, he was tortured by resentment and became inhuman. Every time, he could only hide behind Chen Feng and linger. Now he finally

After seeing the soul-returning flag that could remove resentment from his body, it was understandable for Chen Feng to make some irrational actions while being excited.

"Sir, now... what should we do now?" Looking at the Soul Resurrection Flag so close at hand, Kuo Chong was excited and excited, but Chen Feng didn't say anything and he didn't dare to get it, which made Kuo Chong extremely uncomfortable.

"Stay here. No matter what happens, don't follow me!" Chen Feng didn't notice anything strange around him. He lowered his head and thought for a while before speaking.

"Uh!" Kuo Chong was stunned. The feeling of being treated as a waste almost made him collapse, but the remaining reason still told him that if you listen to Chen Feng, you will get something to eat. If you don't listen, you will only perish! In desperation, Kuo Chong

He nodded obediently to the teacher and obediently stopped talking.

The colorful flowers and plants swayed gently in the breeze, making a rustling sound. Chen Feng raised his feet and walked towards the five-color altar step by step.

The five-color altar is simple and solemn. Time has left traces of wind and frost on it. There are overgrown weeds where the stones are connected, making it look a bit desolate.

Stepping on the grass, Chen Feng slowly climbed up to the altar. The altar was more than a hundred square feet, dilapidated and old, as if an old man who had experienced countless wind and rain were narrating a bitter past from ancient times to the present.

The small golden flag floats gently, shrouded in layers of green mist, beautiful and enchanting, emitting gentle fluctuations of spiritual energy.

Chen Feng stepped onto the altar and did not go directly to the golden flag. Instead, his eyes slowly wandered on the five-color altar for a while. After finding no other abnormalities, he slowly walked towards the golden flag.

When he came to Xiaofan, Chen Feng felt the rolling spiritual tide coming from Xiaofan, and felt a little strange in his heart, because if the thing in front of him was really the legendary soul-returning banner, then the ancient dragon king who was ### would be there again.

Where is it? Could it be that the Soul-Returning Flag is so easy to obtain?

With deep doubts, Chen Feng stretched out his hand and grabbed the golden flag.

His hands quickly approached Xiaofan through the cyan spiritual mist, but just when Chen Feng's palm immediately grabbed Xiaofan, suddenly another black palm appeared in the cyan spiritual mist. This palm was not called a palm.

, it is better to say it is a claw, because this hand is completely dark, with slender fingers, and the five slender fingers are covered with dark and shiny golden scales.

The appearance of the black giant claw made Chen Feng slightly stunned, and his palm paused for a moment. But at the moment when Chen Feng was stunned, the black giant claw had already grabbed Xiaofan first, and with a strong tug, Xiaoban slammed towards him.

After retreating a few meters, a black shadow slowly appeared in Chen Feng's sight.

The black shadow, two meters tall, has a strong physique, is completely black, and is covered with scales. It has a strange face that looks almost human but not human, slightly sideways, a pair of scarlet blood eyes looking at Chen Feng silently, and the slightly raised corners of his mouth are full of sarcasm and laughter.

Disdainful.

"Do you want to get the Soul Resurrection Flag?" An unpleasant voice came from the black shadow's mouth, and the hoarse feeling made Chen Feng get goosebumps all over his body!

"Lord Ancient Dragon?" Chen Feng did not answer the other party's question, but slowly withdrew his hand and said calmly.

"Can you call me by my name?" Huang Gu Longjun's voice was extremely unpleasant. When he said this, a smile flashed across his bloodthirsty eyes, but in this smile, Chen

Feng clearly felt the hostility of the other party.

Chen Feng chose to be silent, his eyes kept looking at Huang Gu Longjun, as if he had a deep meaning, and Huang Gu Longjun also looked at Chen Feng quietly. The two of them stopped talking, and just looked at each other quietly with big eyes and small eyes.

See.

I don't know how long it took, but Chen Feng suddenly moved. He sighed and asked helplessly: "Are you... really the Ancient Dragon King?"

Um? Lord Huang Gu Long didn't seem to expect that Chen Feng would ask such a boring question. He was stunned for a moment, then smiled and asked: "What? Don't I look like this?"

Chen Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head. He looked at Huang Gu Longjun again very helplessly, and then replied very seriously: "That's not true, but I am very confused. Originally, I thought that the gods in the sky should all be immortals.

Your appearance, at the very least, should make people look very comfortable, but... I want to ask, how did you grow up to be like this!"


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