Fantasy: Get Hundreds Of Millions Of Times Cultivation Talent At The Start

The fierce volcano, at the top of the mountain, within a radius of a few miles, there is an extremely crimson light in the center of the flat top, and when you look closely, it is actually lava that is level with the top of the mountain!

"Wow!"

The magma flowed and slapped on the surrounding rock walls, sputtering sparks and molten liquid, which were extremely infiltrating.

On the top of the flat roof, strong winds whizzed through the lava, bringing up a poisonous mist of fire, rippling the surrounding sky, and casting a crimson mist.

These poisonous mists will corrode the skin only if they are in contact with the skin. If they are accidentally inhaled, the Practitioner in the Heavenly Martial Realm who hasn't reached the level of refining the lungs will be killed instantly!

Even if the lungs are tempered, even in the Overlord Realm, they don't dare to stay here. The poison gas enters the body, even if they don't die, they will leave hidden wounds, which are enough to be hard for the Practitioner for a lifetime, and it is difficult to heal!

At this moment, there was a burly old man wearing a Confucian robe with a giant blade on his back, standing on the top of the mountain, standing against the wind, letting the poisonous mist wind around and blowing by the wind, but he didn't feel the slightest movement.

In the pair of bright eyes, there is a powerful and arrogant domineering intent!

"call out!"

At this moment, there was a sound of breaking through the sky, and the old man smiled and said: "It's really timely!"

"Butcher Master!"

Han Feng walked to the old butcher and looked at the lava that was level with the ground, with a solemn look in his eyes.

"Couldn't, this spiritual fire is under this lava, right?"

Han Feng retracted his gaze, took a deep breath, and asked.

"Yeah! This is bad news." The old butcher nodded and said.

"Is it possible, there is another good news?"

Upon hearing the sound, Han Feng's heart jumped and asked immediately.

"Naturally! This is an opportunity for you."

The old butcher said: "The spirit fire born here is the 98th on the list of spirit fires, the spirit fire of the fierce prison. After thousands of years of good fortune, now the spirit of wisdom has sprouted, and it is moving towards the'Jiuyang Lie' Hellfire' metamorphosis!"

"If the transformation is completed, it will be Tianlinghuo, ranked thirty-fifth on the Linghuo list!"

The old butcher said.

Han Feng's expression changed slightly after hearing the words of the old butcher.

He knew that the Earth Spirit Fire was extremely terrifying, let alone the birth of the Spiritual Spirit Fire!

That is a terrible flame that can burn out the power realm!

"What's the good news?"

Han Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly. He found that Heavenly Spirit Fire was an opportunity, but with Han Feng's current strength, it was absolutely impossible to refine Heavenly Spirit Fire.

"This is just an earth spirit fire that is undergoing transformation, and it has not yet completely evolved into a heavenly spirit fire."

The old butcher smiled, and said: "Whether it is the earth spirit fire without wit, or the heaven spirit fire that has already born wit, whichever you want to conquer, it is an adventure of a lifetime of nine deaths."

"But this is about to transform into a heavenly spirit fire, and the spiritually wise earth spirit fire is born, but it is completely different. It has the potential to become a heavenly spirit fire and has a baby-like intelligence... that is to say. , It's better to lie!"

The old butcher said unhurriedly.

"I am a kind person, and I never cheat!"

Hearing the sound, Han Feng looked straight, and said with a serious look.

"Is it?"

Upon seeing this, the old butcher glanced at Han Feng, sighed, and said: "It's a pity! I thought this was your chance, it seems that I think too much! Then let's go."

As soon as the voice fell, the old butcher turned and left.

"Don't! Occasionally... Sometimes it can be deceived."

Han Feng saw that the old butcher really turned around to leave, his face suddenly changed, and he stopped quickly, hehe with a smile.

"Huh! I don't know what your kid's intestines are like? Where can you go with the old poison and them all day long?"

The old butcher snorted and said, "Don't pretend to be here!"

As he spoke, a huge spirit crystal appeared in the hands of the old butcher, emitting an ice-blue light.

As soon as it appeared, the surrounding sky was blazingly calm, and it was actually frosting slowly, floating in the air, with coldness.

The land with a radius of several meters, the temperature dropped sharply, and it became an ice and snow!

"Bingtian Frost and Cold Crystal!"

When Han Feng saw this, his eyes suddenly lit up and he was surprised.

"You kid, don't pretend to be garlic in front of me, don't you just want some wool on me?"

The old butcher is very temperamental, and speaks bluntly, directly expressing the thoughts in Han Feng's mind.

"Hey! Master the butcher is still thoughtful!"

Seeing that his old bottom was exposed, Han Feng was not flushed, he laughed, and immediately ran the Spirit Power with his hands, and took over the ice and frost and cold crystals in the hands of the old butcher.

Don't look at the old butcher holding the Frozen Frost Crystal in one hand easily.

In Han Feng's hands, his expression suddenly changed slightly.

This is a fist-sized spirit crystal that weighs 100,000 catties, and the terrifying energy contained in it is condensed into a solid state, surging and cold.

Even if Han Feng's hands condensed Spirit Power, he was almost frozen into popsicles by the cold air emanating from this surface.

"Kakka!"

But even so, the Spirit Power of Han Feng's hands made a crisp sound, and even the Spirit Power had to freeze into ice slag!

"Don't mix with the old poisons! They don't teach you serious things."

The old butcher opened his mouth, looking like a master instructed. He wanted to speak, but he walked out a figure.

Han Feng didn't know the old butcher's thoughts. Obviously, the old man in front of him was selfish and thinking that he would concentrate on studying swordsmanship and inherit his legacy in the future.

"Wow!"

Seeing Han Feng stepped forward, he was holding the icy frost and frost crystals that weighed ten thousand-thousands in one hand, and the other hand sank slightly, and a Nine Dragon Jade Pen appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Buzzing!"

Han Feng waved his hand, and the tip of the pen fell on the jade pen, and then a large ray of light floated, and the ice-blue spiritual light covered hundreds of feet of land around him.

In the space, countless ice runes spread and flew condensedly, and countless extremely subtle Spiritual Qi threads were connected to the frozen crystals in Han Feng's hands.

The wisps of energy were drawn away from the ice and frost and cold crystals, and then scattered towards the surroundings like a goddess scattered flowers, rapidly lowering the temperature of the surrounding space.

In the lava magma, the temperature is extremely high, even the heavenly weapons, even the spiritual weapons above the heavenly weapons, can't withstand this terrifying high temperature, and it can only melt in a moment.

If you want to enter it, only the imperial weapon protects or possesses incomparable strength.

And these, Han Feng does not possess, but he has one thing, that is the astonishing strength of the formation!

"Condensation!"

He only heard a soft shout, but seeing Han Feng's eyes light up, with a wave of his arm, the pen and ink shot out, falling on the rune that was flying in the thousands of voids, and the last four runes were as bright as sparks, reflecting the void.

The icy blue spiritual light flooded the surroundings, shining over the sky and the earth.

"Hullah!"

The next moment, the formation that occupies hundreds of feet keeps shrinking, leaving only three feet in radius.

Han Feng, who is in the center of the formation, floats in the air with the ice, frost, and cold crystals in his hands, floating above the heavenly spirit on Han Feng’s head. The cold and soft energy turns into a spiritual Qi treasure, wrapped in him. On his body, all the coldness was dispelled.

"Master Butcher, wait for my good news!"

After condensing the formation, Han Feng put away his pen, turned his head and grinned at the old butcher, then stepped out and jumped towards the entrance of the lava volcano.

"This kid, I don't know where so many magical methods came from! Even the formation Cultivation Base with copper ears is nothing more than that! Hey! This talent, if you concentrate on learning my sword, how great!"

The old butcher looked at the figure disappearing in the crater and sighed helplessly.

So far, Han Feng is the most talented teenager he has ever met.........

Thank you for reading this story at mtlarchive.com. Your support enables us to keep the site running!