Chapter 212: Huaxia Treasure Land asks for a monthly ticket,
"This is...China!"
The snake body of the black dragon clamped Zhuo Yifan's arm tightly, and he couldn't help but tremble with excitement. Zhuo Yifan didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that the cold blood in the black dragon's body seemed to be a little warm.
With a squeaking sound, the blue-purple body slid to the ground. Regardless of the scorching temperature on the surface, it kowtowed to the stone monument while slowly twisting its body and sliding away.
Looking at the ups and downs of the snake's head, the extremely pious black dragon, Zhuo Yifan and Xiao Ming were both shocked.
The Jiu Ming clan was the overlord in ancient times. All the creatures in the clan were fierce and chivalrous. They would not bow to any living being except their own ancestors. They did not understand what respect and humility meant. From this point of view, from this point of view,
The moment you have friction with Zhuo Yifan for the first time, you can intuitively feel it.
As a member of the Jiu Ming Tribe, a true ancient demon, it is diligent and proud. But at this time, just because of the two words on the stone tablet, it put aside its previous stubbornness and kowtowed to the ground.
"Heilong, what happened? Is this place called Huaxia?" Zhuo Yifan was silent for a while, looked at Heilong and asked.
"You don't know where this place is, how can you recognize these two ancient characters?" Heilong turned his head and looked at Zhuo Yifan in surprise.
"During the inheritance of soul skills, I once received a memory, so I recognized it." Zhuo Yifan did not elaborate, unwilling to continue this topic.
He looked at the stone tablet, and thoughts were rolling in his mind. Sure enough, the experience of "soul traveling to the earth" was not accidental, and had a great connection with the world he lived in.
Black Dragon did not ask any further questions. He raised his head and stared at the two lines of small golden characters on the stone tablet and said in awe: "The word Huaxia is none other than the real name of the Holy Clan. Look! Here is a line of small characters - Ten Thousand Years of China, Heaven and Earth.
Eternity! I’m talking about the Chinese Saint Clan. In the ancient times, the Chinese Saint Clan was high above the world, and the gods created the world. I don’t know how many strange spaces they created. If my guess is correct, this is a space created by the Saint Clan, commonly known as Huaxia.
Treasure land!"
"What, the Treasure Land of China...this is actually the territory of the Saint Clan?" Zhuo Yifan was shocked. He did not expect that he had actually entered the territory of the Saint Clan.
Thinking carefully about the events that happened in these days, from the awakening of "Blood Prison Record", to the appearance of the holy golden dragon, to the blessing of the great Asura... He felt that there was a power in the dark, drawing him closer to him.
The distance between saints.
"I didn't expect it! We actually entered the treasure land of China! I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse... You have to be careful. The spirit beasts are enclosed here and have been trained by the Chinese gods all year round. The purity of their bloodline will inevitably increase. I'm afraid it will be very difficult."
, the black dragon bowed to the sacred monument again.
"There are enough weird things, and there is no shortage of this one. Since this is a treasure land of China, there must be a divine treasure! And the fire is lingering here, so there may be some fire soul beast. Let's explore it first."
One person, one snake and one bird worshiped the sacred monument, opened their "Asura Hands", bypassed the sacred monument, and flew forward.
This treasure land is huge. After traveling for dozens of miles, there are still endless flame mountains. The mist is rising in front. The temperature of this mist is extremely high and can easily burn people.
Along the way, in addition to exploring the situation, Zhuo Yifan also had to pay attention to avoid the fog, which reminded him of the mist all the time. Only Xiao Ming was not afraid. It flapped its wings and shuttled freely in the billowing heat, having a great time.
When every creature in the spirit bird tribe is born, the body will be baptized with magma, forming extraordinary heat resistance. Of course, the purity of Xiao Ming's bloodline also plays a big factor. If there is a spirit bird that does not overestimate its ability and flies in,
, it will turn into fragrant smoked chicken in no time.
"Damn, I'm so hot." Heilong lay lazily on Zhuo Yifan's shoulder, looking at Xiao Ming enviously.
Just as Zhuo Yifan was flying, his mental power detected a volcano crater a few miles away from him, and there stood a man, his dark yellow eyes bursting with infinite murderous intent. Beside him were several more
The charm beast seemed to be kneeling on the ground, surrounded by a dark wind. It was unknown what it was saying, and it respectfully reported the situation to him.
"Oh? Someone has entered here? There is also a snake and a bird, and the purity of the blood is not low? Hahahaha! Okay! Back then, the saint youth came here for a trial, thinking that they would defeat me, but how did they know that my soul was still alive?
Resurrection and resurrection. Now that the saint race has disappeared, I am the leader here. My cultivation has greatly increased! Now the human race is finally here, and the hatred of the past will eventually be repaid! I will capture that human race and make him a slave, and nourish him with elixirs.
In this way...I will have blood to drink every day..."
This handsome-looking man is actually a enchanted beast. His face is ferocious and terrifying, constantly changing between human and animal forms. However, unlike other enchanted beasts, he already possesses the spirit of blood and has a real physical body.
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The invisible thing is the ordinary charm beast, and the one that condenses the blood energy is the charm beast king!
Equivalent to the "Three Flowers Gathering" Ji Dao Queen, a master of the Golden Core Secret Realm. He is in charge of tens of millions of enchanted beasts, and all enchanted beasts must obey his orders.
"You hide me, lay a trap, and catch the human. You must do it without anyone noticing. Finally, a human comes, and I don't want his blood to be wasted in the battle. That will be
...A wonderful tonic!" The Charming Beast King stretched out his long green tongue and licked his lips.
"Subordinates obey orders..."
Beside the Charm Beast King, hundreds of Charm Beasts roared, kowtowed and knelt down, worshiped by thousands of people like an emperor, showing the power of the Charm Beast King.
"Are you looking for me?" Zhuo Yifan heard the evil-killing laughter of the Charm Beast King all the way away. He sped up and stood in front of the Charm Beast King. On his shoulders, Xiao Ming and the black dragon were so menacing that they could not stop them as soon as they appeared.
Less charming beast.
"You can actually see me?"
When the Charming Beast King saw Zhuo Yifan, there was a look of disbelief on his face. Then the human form broke apart and turned into a green, ten-foot-long giant beast. It was ferocious and ferocious, with white teeth interlaced between them.
The surname wrapped around the body and roared: "Young human race, I was worried that my subordinates would hurt you with their clumsy hands, but you came here on your own. It's great! You are strong enough, and the blood must be delicious! Become my slave.
Well, you just need to give me a bucket of blood every day, and I will nourish you with medieval or even ancient elixirs!"
In this roar, the monster king Jiejie smiled strangely, and the three-color god rushed, blooming a lotus on the ground to set it up, and the big hand that covered the sky fiercely covered Zhuo Yifan.
Extremely fast, with traces of spiritual patterns wrapped around it, which is a kind of sealed spirituality.
"court death!"
Zhuo Yifan sneered in his heart, this Charming Beast King's cultivation level was only at the sixth level of the Golden Core. He could beat it before, but now it is even more insignificant.
At the same time as the big hand came up, Zhuo Yifan shot out two rays of fear from his purple eyes, splitting the spiritual pattern, staring at it, a mental spear instantly penetrated the body of the Charming Beast King, nailing it to death.
On the mountain peak, it remains unchanged for a long time.
The power of Shura's Spear was so powerful that it directly shattered the soul, causing the Charming Beast King to scream in agony.
To deal with enchanted beasts, soul magic is an excellent method.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Seeing that the Charming Beast King was injured, the surrounding Charming Beasts screamed and screamed in fear. I didn’t expect that this boy who looked to be only sixteen years old could be so powerful. A Sanxuan Jidao, with a physical strength of 60,000, is still a
Advanced soul cultivator!
And at the next moment, they could no longer scream. A long spear filled with black air rushed towards them silently. There was a torrent and a collision of spiritual powers. It was earth-shattering. Hundreds of monsters were overturned by the impact. (Unfinished)