C883 Reflect
C883 Reflect
Rather than that, he might as well boldly take a step forward. He wanted to see if he could return. After all, he was an absolute expert in the secular world. Hee Feng told himself in his heart that this time... If he could return to the secular world, he must learn his lesson. Cultivate well!
He couldn't be complacent just because he was the boss of Cultivation World. Therefore, he stopped cultivating and should try his best to get stronger. After all, there was always someone stronger than him.
He was really a frog in a well. He actually thought that he was the strongest in the secular world. He could conquer the world in any place. However, he didn't expect that the heavens would make a joke out of him. He had directly thrown himself onto the Penglai Island Paradise. This was great!
In just a short day, he fell from the clouds to the bottom of the valley, instantly becoming the lowest level Cultivator!
Letting others trample on him, thinking about the "strategic retreat" that he had launched during this period of time, Hee Feng felt extremely ashamed, ashamed, and afraid of his laziness from before!
If he had trained diligently previously, he might not have been so weak. If he had not trusted others so easily, he would not have given away the Xuanyuan Sword with clasped hands. Thinking of this, Hee Feng stood at the entrance of Wanren Mountain.
He warned himself in his heart, and his eyes turned red as he muttered to himself, "This time, if I can return to secular world, if I still have the strength to step into the Penglai Island Paradise in the future... I must let everyone know that thirty years is like the river in the east... The river flows in the west for thirty years, don't bully the youth for being poor! "
Han Lee also heard Hee Feng's words, but he didn't say anything. At this moment, he had already lost all hope, feeling as if he was about to die. The moment he arrived at Wanren Mountain, he went straight to his body. The hairs on his body stood up, and the temperature around him suddenly dropped by more than a level.
The drop in temperature did not mean the drop in temperature.
It was a drop in temperature that belonged to magic. The Cultivator would not feel the cold. At this moment, he only felt that his entire body was frozen to the point of trembling. There was a kind of chill in his bone marrow. Instead of calling it cold, it was called cold. Or rather, these are all fear!
"Let's go inside. I want to see this so-called Ghost Mountain. Is it an undeserved reputation, or is it worthy of its name?!" Hee Feng took out a long sword from his spatial zone. This long sword was also a flying sword. The quality was not bad. He threw it into the sky with a swoosh. After that, he jumped up and pulled Han Lee along with him.
Under the thick black smoke that lingered around the mountain peak, he drove the flying sword forward!
But suddenly, a sharp sound came from the black fog in the distance. The sound cut through the sky and got closer and closer. Han Lee, who was beside him, carefully held the long sword on his waist and was wary of the danger in the air.
At this time, suddenly, a black thing that looked like a winged dragon from the dinosaur era drilled out of the thick black smoke. It was a sharp claw under its feet, and it was lunging at Hee Feng and the others. Seeing that this thing was about to approach, Hee Feng hurriedly snatched the flying sword from Han Lee's hand.
Then, he threw it with force.
He threw it into the air. However, what surprised him was that... This thing that looked like a winged dragon was not as clumsy as he had imagined. On the contrary, it agilely circled in the air and easily shook off the flying sword. Then, it pounced down.
Just as Hee Feng raised a short sword vigilantly and prepared to fight with him!
Suddenly, in the sky, the winged dragon suddenly opened its bloody mouth. Its huge mouth was big enough to swallow Hee Feng and Han Lee in one mouthful. Inside were thick teeth. It was glowing with a dark yellow oil, and there were some bone fragments inside. It seemed like he had eaten a lot of animals.
He had thought that he would bite him, but Hee Feng had already done it. He stabbed the long sword in his hand into his eyes at a close distance. However, to his surprise, just as the winged dragon was getting closer and closer... Just as the two sides were about to collide, suddenly...
The winged dragon in front of him flashed a fiery light from his mouth. The fiery light enlarged in Hee Feng's pupils. After that, a thick column of fire shot out. The flame instantly appeared in front of Hee Feng and the others, separated by his thin energy barrier. Hee Feng could clearly feel the heat coming from in front of him!
The energy barrier quickly surpassed the energy that was lacking in his body.
The Genuine Qi was drying up. In just a few seconds, as Hee Feng's physical strength was exhausted, with a bang, a slight crisp sound rang out. ... The energy barrier that had just existed in the sky disappeared. The flying sword had lost its control as well. It hovered in the air, bringing Hee Feng and Han Lee along with it.
It crashed heavily onto the ground! The two of them were thrown into a daze, only to see the Winged Dragon in the sky. The two of them looked down at him contemptuously and circled around him. It returned to the thick black fog in the sky.
This gave Hee Feng and the others a chance to live!
"Damn, what is this thing? It's so powerful!" Hee Feng struggled to get up from the ground. He hurriedly took out a handful of Qi Gathering Pills from the spatial zone. Then he swallowed it in one gulp. His mouth was stuffed until it was bulging. He cursed as he chewed.
Why is everything on Penglai Immortal Island extraordinary?
Such a thing had suddenly appeared out of nowhere. In the eyes of Hee Feng in the past... The deities would drink and eat meat all day long. Just like during the Immortality Peach Feast of the Queen Mother, the law and order in the sky was pretty good. There were no bullsh * t Spiritual Beast. Demons wreaked havoc!
The deities were just messing around and waiting to die. Which good-for-nothing Spiritual Beast did they have at home? Or perhaps, their little brother would go to the mortal world to cause trouble. There was no need to worry. At most, they could send a police officer or personally go and bring him out after they were detained.
But he didn't expect that this Penglai Island Paradise wouldn't act according to common sense.
It wasn't like the Immortal World at all. It was more like a fantasy continent described in a fantasy novel where the strong prey on the weak and survive. There were all kinds of Spiritual Beasts and no rules. It was even worse than the secular world.
After all, no matter how bad the secular world was, there was still a big boss of the Dragon Group.
There were some rules that needed to be followed by the Cultivator. Not to mention other rules, there was still life insurance!
But here, it was different. Death was like the wind. He always accompanied me. In Penglai Island Paradise, this was what Hee Feng felt. He had only been here for less than a month, but he had already brushed past Death many times. If he had known that this would be the case when he was here.
He would never go to the East Sea and wander around blindly, much less have nothing to do. Why would he come to this bullshit Penglai Island Paradise!
He fell to the ground and rested for a while. Perhaps it was the place where they were now. It belonged to the outer region of this place, so there were no powerful Spiritual Beast on the ground. In addition, although Han Lee was badly injured from the fall, his strength was still there.