Now that the horns of the colorful sacred cow are in hand, all that is left to refine Po'er Dan is the last ingredient, the tiger dragon's whip.
"Brother Yang, could it be that what you are holding are the horns of the colorful sacred cow?"
The horns of the colorful sacred cow are not like the horns of buffalo or ox, but two spiraled into one with colorful horn patterns.
To refine the elixir, you need the juice from the horns. The juice is the essence of the sacred cow's elixir.
"Well, you take this main ingredient first, and then there's the tiger dragon's whip."
Tiger dragons live in water, and there is another one in Netherworld Cliff, the Black Dragon Pond.
Rumor has it that there was a black python that obtained the true dragon's reverse scale, was refined here, and overcame the tribulation and became a dragon. There was even a trace of indifferent true dragon blood in its body. There is a legend that the black python transformed into a dragon after overcoming the tribulation and left the black dragon pond. There will be tigers and dragons coming from behind.
There are also rumors that the black dragon failed to survive the tribulation and was taken advantage of by a demon tiger. After the demon tiger devoured and refined the black dragon, its body mutated and became the current tiger dragon.
In short, there are various legends, but the Black Dragon Pond is real.
"Are we really going to the Black Dragon Pond?"
"The black dragon in this black dragon pool is not an ordinary dragon, but a dragon that has swallowed and refined the blood of a true dragon. If he is just bluffing, then we are afraid that there will be no return."
"What are you afraid of? I only cut off the realm of transcending tribulation. Why do you give me the feeling that I have cut off all the foundations?"
Ye Kunlun yelled sternly, he couldn't control what happened to the people in the Demon Alliance, but Yang Feng was kind enough to the people in the Immortal Alliance, but over time, he took Yang Feng's kindness as a habit.
The refining of Po'er Dan was not made for Yang Feng himself, but for them. Isn't it just to cut off a realm?
Why did the people in front of him feel like they had lost all their cultivation? No matter what happened, his first thought was to escape.
"Old Ye, we...we are actually afraid of dragging down Brother Yang Feng, or that he will be distracted by us."
Wang Xuan said bravely. He knew that he was indeed unreasonable, but this was Netherworld Cliff. They had survived until now and knew how terrible it was.
Just what they experienced when they came here left an indelible memory in their hearts.
"Afraid? We monks should move forward bravely. Think about why you entered Netherworld Cliff in the first place. If it is to hide behind you in such a timid manner, then what is the point of practicing?
Who was Po Erdan made for? It's for us! But what is the reality? Of the six main herbs, five are attributed to Brother Yang, and the fifth was obtained by Brother Yang. How can you tolerate this? "
Ye Kunlun's words were like a bolt from the blue, waking everyone up.
yes!
Who is PoEdan refined for?
for them!
What's the point of looking for the main drug to do the most, but it's not them?
When did they become cowardly when facing danger? Since when did they rely on Yang Feng.
The monks in the Tribulation Stage have reached a new level by themselves, and they still have the cultivation level of the Mahayana Stage.
They are not mortals, and cultivating immortals is a path that defies heaven.
Those who rebel are immortals, and those who obey are mortals.
They entered Netherworld Cliff in order to compete for the chance to become immortals.
Instead of hiding behind and lingering, they entered Netherworld Cliff with the determination to die. As long as they survived until the next batch of Tribulation Periods entered, their mission would be completed, because if they survived to the end, they would face everything they faced. , is the most difficult.
"Brother Yang, you don't need to take action in this Black Jiao Pond to get the whip. No matter the casualties, we will be responsible for the consequences. Under your protection, we will lose our edge sooner or later. Despite our cultivation, we will never be able to lift the whip in the face of difficulties and crises. courage."
Yin Sha agreed very much with Ye Kunlun's words. She also noticed that she seemed to be missing something since she cut off the Tribulation Stage.
It wasn't until Ye Kunlun's words today that he suddenly woke up and realized what he was missing?
It’s the energy to move forward.
It is an edge that sweeps through thousands of armies.
People who cultivate immortality have no sharpness or edge. How are they different from ordinary people?
"Okay! Since you insist, I will never take action easily until it's a life or death situation."
Yang Feng also knew that there was an unknown and terrifying existence in Netherworld Cliff.
He can't always be so lucky, and there are times when he is unable to do what he wants. It's time for Ye Kunlun and others to go through cruelty.
After cultivating to the stage of transcending tribulation, every monk cherishes his life. This is the iron rule of Daxia, but it is not the case now. The way of heaven is cut off by the rain of blood.
The monks in the Tribulation Stage did not have the pressure to face the heavenly calamity directly, but in the later stages of cultivation, due to laziness, they lost their passion for fighting, and every time they took action, they were shackled.
How can you fight with this burden on your back?
Therefore, it is not that they have not experienced it, but after tasting the sweetness, they instinctively resist bloodshed and sacrifice, but they do not know that their cultivation level is improved through bloody battles.
"Don't worry! Brother Yang, we are also people who have experienced the baptism of war."
A group of monks vowed to do it.
Their current place is called Colorful Mountain, which is nearly three hundred miles away from their next destination, Black Dragon Pond.
They were not able to fly unscrupulously during the journey because there was an overlord in the air, and the sound sounded like it was an eagle, a roc, or an eagle. In short, they had no choice.
A route to seek death, but on the way he still encountered the overlord, the Ice Crocodile.
Thief Six who plays with ice elements.
It was Bingyao who took action personally to help everyone get out of trouble.
Things went smoothly after that, but a monk from the Demon Alliance died.
They walked this distance for half a month.
There is no aura of life near the Black Dragon Pond.
Dry and barren all year round, Black Dragon Pond is located in a large tomb.
This was originally the tomb of a peerless powerful man, but later many ruthless people dug up the treasure.
There was only an empty shell left behind. Later, a real dragon and a real phoenix fought, and the real dragon was injured and shed blood here.
There was a giant black python practicing hard nearby. He poured his most precious treasure, the water of Hades, into the empty tomb.
The Black Jiao Pond was formed today, but there are still two opinions on whether the Jiao exists or not.
"This damn place is like this. I don't believe there is water in the black dragon pond in this ancient tomb."
With three swords, he put the sword on his waist and strode into the ancient tomb.
"It's weird, don't be careless."
Yang Feng hurriedly reminded that because a soul as powerful as his was suppressed here.
It can only detect scenes within ten feet.
After opening the Desolate Eyes of the Second Dantian, he saw the scene in the Black Dragon Pond through the layers of mist.
Black water, beside the pool are piles of white bones, humanoid, animal-shaped, bird-shaped, and most importantly, there are black palm-sized scales that have fallen off to the ground.
The land outside the pool was cracked, with cracks opening up.
On the dry land, there were faint traces of blood, which had not yet dried up.
Yang Feng was stunned.
A monster with two heads jumped out of the black pool.
"Don't go in!"
Yang Feng hurriedly called to stop, but he was still too late. Only Yang Sha and Lao Xiang stopped.
"What's wrong?"
The two of them turned back to look at Yang Feng.
"The thing inside may not be a tiger dragon, or the tiger dragon may have been eaten. It may be a two-headed dragon inside."
"What?"
The two of them looked surprised. The two-headed dragon was the most advanced among the mythical beasts. They had two heads. According to legend, this kind of dragon first had three heads.
Later, he was cursed and only had two heads left.
"Let's go in first."
Yang Feng knew that if he arrived late, he might really have to collect the body for everyone.
"This beast has harmed countless innocent lives. It just so happens that we, the few of us, are doing our duty to eliminate evil today!"
Ye Kunlun immediately noticed the bones on the ground.
Some of the blood on these bones has just solidified.
The water in the pool is really black, and scales the size of a palm can be seen everywhere on the ground.
"There's something wrong, these scales..."
throat!
boom!
Accompanied by huge waves, the black liquid appeared behind Ye Kunlun, splashing like a tsunami.
And the most surprising thing is that the creature that rushed out was covered in pitch black scales, its body was like a dragon, and its head was the head of two peerless beauties.
"Giggle! Where did you come from, little monk? Come into my sister's mouth."
"Sister, I fell in love with him first."
"Okay! Then I'll eat the other one."
The two-headed dragon fell to the ground from the black pool and stepped on the void with its bare feet.
She took the form of a human, with two heads, and was extremely charming.
Hooking his fingers, a black cloth was wrapped around Ye Kunlun's waist.
"You evil beast! Seeking death!"
Ye Kunlun sacrificed his sacred weapon and struck the black step with his sword.
Black cloth wraps Ye Kunlun's sacred weapon.
With two fingers together, a black qi slash slashed across Ye Kunlun's arm.
"ah!"
Ye Kunlun howled in pain, and then used his remaining hand to stop the bleeding from his left arm.
And his left hand was chewed by one of the black dragons with its mouth open and bloody.
Crunchy!
A trace of bright red blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he licked the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"Hiss! Delicious, your blood has a unique taste."
The double-headed dragon licked its red lips and hooked Ye Kunlun with its fingers.
"Lao Ye!"
"Come on! Leave me alone!"
Ye Kunlun pushed Xia Houying away with a palm, his expression indifferent.
"Oh! It turns out they are a couple!"
A black cloth wrapped around Xia Houying's waist.
bass!
A flash of sword light cut through the black cloth.
The double-headed dragon suddenly raised its head and stared at Yang Feng.
A green shirt and a broken sword blocked the two-headed dragon.
"You're the one spying on us?"
The double-headed dragon smelled the scent of Yang Feng.
Because before entering the Black Dragon Pond, they were in the Cold Pond. I felt a strange aura, but I couldn't sense the specific location.
"Two-headed black dragon, lend me your dragon beads."
Yang Feng held a sword in one hand and a halberd in the other, looking arrogant.
He had just stopped the bleeding in Ye Kunlun's arm, but it was a pity that the magic elixir of the colorful sacred cow had been taken away by the three-eyed creature. Otherwise, there was a magic elixir trying to restore Ye Kunlun's broken arm. It only took a moment, and now he needed the black magic elixir. Jiao beads.
And judging from the breath of this double-headed dragon, it should have reached the realm of half-dragon.
The half-dragon body means that the dragon beads in the body have evolved into dragon beads.
"Giggle! Sister, did you hear what this little brother said? He said he wanted to borrow your dragon beads?"
"Silly sister, this little brother wants the slave family's heart, and the slave family dare not deny it!"
The two heads, with independent thoughts, communicated and teased Yang Feng.
"But! It depends on how capable I am, little brother."
Before he finished speaking, the double-headed dragon transformed into his true self, with black energy rising in his eyes.
