"Haha! It's interesting that a demon with a golden elixir cultivation dares to attack me."
Pan Xuan's eyes were full of contempt, but her hands had no intention of holding her up. Three thousand green hairs drooped, the sapphire at her waist was unsheathed, and a green light suddenly appeared on her body.
The red dragon held a big halberd and slashed towards Pan Xuan, but when he got close, he was momentarily stunned by Pan Xuan's beauty.
She has green silk stockings and white robes, a beautiful face, pink and jade-carved facial features, and a figure that can be called the golden ratio.
Even a determined person would stop there for a moment, not to mention that the demon dragon with a trace of dragon blood flowing in his body would be extremely lustful.
"You dare to be distracted while fighting with me, die!"
Pan Xuan was completely disappointed with the monster dragon. She thought that after practicing for thousands of years, even if her cultivation level was not good enough, her mind would be somewhat firm. She never thought that she would be worse than Yang Fengfeng.
In the brief moment when the red dragon lost consciousness, Pan Xuan did not give the opponent the slightest chance to survive. The sword spirit of the sapphire sword burst out with terrifying sword intent.
puff!
laugh!
A ray of blue light passed through the body of the red dragon. The red dragon, who was wearing a crown and a majestic battle robe, had blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and a look of fear on his face, as if he had seen something terrible.
My mouth was choked with sobs.
Two eyeballs almost bulged out.
"Xiao Sebao, I'll leave the rest of the procedures to you. And my sword, help me clean it."
With only one sword shot, Pan Xuan never paid attention to this red dragon from the beginning to the end, even if the opponent had the blood of the ancient dragon clan flowing in his body, even if he was raised by the Demon God University.
After Pan Xuan handed the green jade sword to Yang Feng, he went to the "Dragon Palace" alone.
Just when she was about to pull away.
From Yang Feng's Qiankun bag, a pterosaur egg flew out.
Soon enough, Yang Feng used the Lingsha Sword to gouge out the red dragon's bead like lightning.
Then the pterosaur egg arrived, frantically sucking in the red dragon's blood as if looking at a rare treasure.
"Pterodactyl?! Dragon subspecies!"
This time it was Pan Xuan's turn to be shocked. This was the first time Yang Feng had seen Pan Xuan lose his composure.
"Teacher, you, how do you know?"
"Little Color Embroidery, this dragon subspecies..."
"Teacher, I..."
How could Yang Feng not understand what Pan Xuan meant, but the Winged Dragon Beast would be his right-hand man to conquer the world in the future, but when he thought of Pan Xuan's care for his mother these days, Yang Feng gave up the idea of refusing.
"Teacher, this is what I got by chance at Baishou Mountain. If you want it, I'm willing to give it to you!"
"Haha! Little Color Embroidery, am I that kind of person as your mentor? As the saying goes, a gentleman will not take away the love of others. In addition, this pterosaur egg was cultivated with your blood. Even if you give it to me, he will not listen to me. of.
But having said that, your boy's luck is really incredible. With this pterodactyl beast, you will have more protection for the things I want you to do for me in the future. "
Before Pan Xuan finished speaking, the pterosaur egg that was sucking the blood of Yun Red Dragon changed. The tiny cracks on the purple eggshell began to crack at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Kaka!
Click!
…
After the red dragon was killed by Pan Xuan's green jade sword, it lost its vitality and all its demonic power dissipated, revealing its original shape, a huge body of twenty feet. After contacting the "black hole" on the pterosaur egg, the body Then it shriveled up in seconds.
Finally, after absorbing all the essence and blood of the red dragon, the pterodactyl beast's eggshell was completely shattered into slag.
Roar!
Roar!
It is the size of a baby, with a long horn on its head, densely packed with tiny scales on its body, and a pair of small wings on its back. The strange thing is that there is not a single feather on these wings, and they are all tiny scales.
The little guy, a bipedal creature, first glanced around, then picked up the broken eggshells on the ground and put them into his little mouth.
Ga!
crisp!
Kaka!
Looking at the purple pterodactyl beast, Yang Feng and Pan Xuan both looked at each other, then squatted on the ground and observed the little guy from different angles.
You know, this newly born pterodactyl beast is not comparable to the red dragon that just died. The pterodactyl beast's body is pure dragon blood, and the "subspecies" in the dragon tribe are usually mutated from the dragon tribe. The combat effectiveness is even worse than that of the pure dragon clan.
This is also the biggest reason why Pan Xuan was so happy after seeing the pterosaur.
Adult pterosaurs are stronger than immortals, but unfortunately, pterosaurs grow extremely slowly, and it may take tens of thousands of years to reach adulthood.
Once a divine beast like the Winged Dragon with the top bloodline of the demon clan is born, it will be followed by a bloody storm.
Because the pterodactyl beast is best at sucking blood essence, which is also the reason why its bloodline is so strong. It can drink the essence and blood of all races to temper its body. There are several mythical beasts in the world that can compare with it.
Of course, this was before the pterodactyl beast signed the contract. The pterodactyl beast clan was a natural king, and only one was born in a lifetime.
If the pterodactyl beast had not signed an equal contract with Yang Feng, then its birth would not have been so peaceful, and it would not have even triggered the thunder disaster. All of this was due to Yang Feng's "blessing".
He fed the Pterodactyl with his own essence and blood, and the Pterodactyl signed an equal contract with it, so when he was born, his strength was reduced to the same as that of Yang Feng.
The two pupils of the pterodactyl beast stared at Yang Feng and Pan Xuan curiously, then sniffed with their noses, flapped their small wings, and jumped onto Yang Feng's shoulders.
"This little guy is really cute, but he's also too recognizable."
Pan Xuan puffed out her cheeks, her eyes were wandering, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
"By the way, little pervert, I saw that you quickly took out the red dragon's beads in advance. It seems that you have suffered a lot from this little guy!"
While saying this, Pan Xuan glanced at the pterodactyl beast on Yang Feng's shoulder intentionally or unintentionally, and found that the other person actually assumed the independent posture of a golden rooster, "closing his eyes and meditating" on Yang Feng's shoulder.
"Teacher, you don't know the situation at that time. If it weren't for my quick hands and eyes, I wouldn't even be able to see the dragon dung, let alone the dragon beads."
"Hahaha! Why are you so pitiful, little pervert? Now stop joking. Next, you can practice in seclusion here and refine dragon beads. I'll go hunting for treasures in this "Dragon Palace" first."
Although she knew that there could not be any good treasures in such a place, Pan Xuan still took a chance. After all, when the red dragon came to the Suolongjing, it was far from such a cultivation level, even if it was of strong blood. Monster dragon,
If you want to practice transformation, you can't reach this point even if you don't have two thousand years, but this red dragon can successfully transform in just a thousand years, and it also has the cultivation level of the golden elixir.
Monsters and monsters are two different races. Although it is undeniable that they all have the same ancestor and have different bloodlines flowing in their bodies, monsters, especially those with mortal blood, cannot even have spiritual intelligence. Turn on.
Not to mention transforming into humans and starting the path of cultivation. Of course, except for monsters with top bloodlines, those with extremely strong bloodline should not be called monsters, but monsters.
Because they are born with spiritual wisdom, and even have the inherited memories of their ancestors in their minds, it is not impossible for them to change form as soon as they are born.
But this kind of existence generally disdains transformation, because the "animal state" is their strongest form.
Although the cultivation speed of "animal form" is slower than that of "human form", the "animal form" is stronger than the "human form".
This is also the reason why Pterodactyl did not choose to transform after it was born, but continued to maintain its "beast form".
Watching Pan Xuan leave, Yang Feng also took out the red dragon's beads, found a quiet place, and started practicing.
In other words, he has been practicing these past few days and has no chance to meditate at all.
Feeling the heat coming from the dragon beads in his palm, Yang Feng began to sit cross-legged, running the "Five Elements Spiritual Formula", and silently reciting the formula in his heart.
The Five Elements Spiritual Roots at the Sea of Consciousness frantically absorb the majestic demonic power in the dragon bead.
Demon power is the essence of the sun and the moon, and the elemental power contained in it is pure elemental power. This is one of the reasons why the demon clan chooses to practice transformation.
Once they transform, they can gather the essence of the sun and the moon to form majestic demonic power, and then after stepping into the golden elixir, they can condense the demonic elixir.
The advancement of cultivation is much faster than that of human monks, and the Yuan Power they cultivate is also purer than that of human beings.
At this moment, the demon power in the dragon bead flowed into the sea of consciousness, and the five elements spiritual roots were nourished. Yang Feng took advantage of the situation and took out the innate five elements spiritual energy that he had prepared.
boom!
The innate spiritual energy of the five elements and the majestic demonic power cleansed the physical body. Within a moment, Yang Feng's cultivation realm rose to the late stage of foundation building. However, the physical realm seemed not to be saturated, so he was not promoted.
Yang Feng was calm and composed. He was not worthy of pride at the late stage of the Foundation Establishment stage. You must know that the person he had agreed with for three years was Fu Yu who was in the Golden Core stage.
Apart from anything else, if Pan Xuan hadn't taken action against the red dragon he encountered today, Yang Feng wouldn't have believed that he had the trump card to fight against the red dragon.
Although he can fight across levels and defeat the strong with the weak, his fatal weakness is that his cultivation level is too low. If he can raise his cultivation level to the golden elixir stage, Fu Yu will never be his opponent.
Thinking of these, the trace of pride that rose in Yang Feng's heart also turned into nothingness.
Yang Feng carried out both immortality cultivation and body refining at the same time. Although it might cause heavenly disaster, he couldn't control so much, and there was not much time left for him. He had to race against time, and he would be able to defeat Fu Yu after three years.
This practice lasted for three full days. Yang Feng was forced to quit the practice state because he was hungry. After all, he was not in the fasting stage yet and could not skip meals.
In fact, cultivating immortals before the golden elixir stage is inseparable from food. It’s just that after reaching the bigu stage, you can resist hunger even more.
Yang Feng took out the Qiankun bag, took out the dried meat he had prepared before leaving, and started to devour it.
Suddenly thinking that Pan Xuan had not been seen for a few days, I felt inexplicably worried.
As for the pterodactyl beast on Yang Feng's shoulder, Yang Feng had thrown it into the Qiankun Bag as early as when he was practicing.
This guy sleeps after eating, just like a pig. If it weren't for Canxian's repeated assurances, Yang Feng would have thrown it into the toilet and give it a "smell for eternity."
After Yang Feng filled his stomach, he walked towards Chijiao's palace. Strangely enough, the layout of this palace seemed to have been seen somewhere before.
With this feeling, Yang Feng took out the Lingsha Sword from the Qiankun Bag and carried it on his back.
"Boy Yang, what's the smell here? 'Dragon Clan Legacy'!"
Canxian suddenly exclaimed, but immediately lost his temper and said, "Hey! It's a dead object. Presumably, the red dragon relied on the aura emanating from this 'dragon relic' to reach the golden elixir all the way."
