A Paragon of Wuhun Chapter 502: In the Tomb of the Devil Dragon

Chapter 502 In the Tomb of the Devil Dragon (Second Explosion)

It didn't take long. After only about a moment, Chen Feng felt that the feeling of spinning around the world disappeared, and then he fell heavily to the ground, his body aching.

Chen Feng jumped up and looked around, he felt as if he had come to a fiery red world.

The sky here is fiery red, and the ground is also fiery red. Above the ground, there are cracks everywhere, and there is boiling lava inside.

In the sky, in addition to red, there are countless black smoke.

The source of these gunpowder smoke is a huge mountain at the end of the line of sight.

At the end of Chen Feng's sight, there is a mountain range that is so large that it is indescribable, at least tens of thousands of meters high, and this mountain range is like an active volcano, constantly exhaling huge amounts of gunpowder smoke.

Chen Feng looked around for a while, and did not see anyone else. He knew it in his heart and knew that this was a normal thing. When entering Zhushan Fudi, everyone entered at almost the same time, but they were all teleported to. different places.

I want to come, everyone else has already entered this world, but I don’t know which four other people have entered besides myself.

What Chen Feng didn't know at this time, after he entered, Yue Linglong followed in, and then there were three more people, who saw the opportunity and the fastest speed, and entered the stone gate.

When the five of them entered the stone gate, the entire stone gate collapsed.

This huge tomb of the magic dragon also began to shake violently. The huge stones on it shattered one after another, and the black magic flames were flying around.

The entire ground also shook violently. Almost in a blink of an eye, the entire Demon Valley, this piece of land with a radius of hundreds of miles, was shaking violently like an earthquake, and it was turned upside down. .

Chen Feng walked forward slowly, and Ziyue stood there on his shoulders.

Chen Feng asked softly: "Ziyue, can you tell where this is?"

Zi Yue shook her head and said: "I can only see that this should be a small world, and a small world that is on the verge of destruction."

Chen Feng frowned and said, "What does it mean to be on the verge of destruction?"

He didn't really know that the small world would still be destroyed.

Ziyue said: "All things have growth, cycle, life and death, life and death. Small worlds are no exception. They will arise in the void, then continue to grow, and finally reach them. The pinnacle."

"After the peak, it will naturally decline, and at the end of the small world, when this small world is about to collapse, it will be a doomsday scene: the earth cracks, the volcano erupts, the sea dries up, and all living things are destroyed. In the end it became a barren and dead place. Then it was torn apart, turned into countless pieces, and submerged in the void."

Ziyue went on to say: "Of course, the creation and destruction of the small world is a very long process. It can be possible for hundreds of thousands of years and millions of years."

Chen Feng was dizzy. Only then did I know that the small world still has such a wonderful process.

Chen Feng didn't walk far forward, suddenly a black figure appeared in a crack beside the lava.

He appeared behind Chen Feng. Chen Feng didn't seem to notice. This black figure slowly floated out of the magma, and then tiptoedly followed Chen Fengfeng.

He is about one meter tall and looks like a monster made of mud. He is black and has a terrible shape, very scary. His face is extremely hideous, and he holds a short spear in his hand.

He followed Chen Feng, and Chen Feng didn't seem to notice it. A humane triumphant light flashed in his eyes, he took the short spear in his hand, and pierced Chen Feng's back of the head.

Chen Feng suddenly turned his head and looked at him with a slight smile and said: "You have followed me for several steps, how did you start? It's good to be patient."

Chen Feng looked at him for fear of being poisonous. Without the palm of his hand, he pierced the purple moon knife in his hand and cut it into two easily.

The monster let out a stern cry, and then its two bodies fell to the ground, quickly decayed, and immediately melted into a piece of bone.

Chen Feng frowned. This kind of monster is not the same as the monsters encountered outside in the Demon Valley. Those monsters are completely condensed from demonic energy, and the one in front of him seems to be flesh and blood, and alive. biological.

It's just that they might be so infested by the devil qi that they couldn't control the devil qi in their bodies as soon as they died, melting his body into blood, leaving only the bones.

Chen Feng walked quickly in the direction of the mountain, telling him intuitively that the root of everything is there, and what he wants is also there.

Along the way, Chen Feng encountered many monsters, but fortunately, these monsters are generally not strong, but they are only about the first and second floors of the gods.

Although Chen Feng has almost exhausted the qi in his body and cannot be replenished, he is still very familiar with dealing with this monster without any problems.

Wangshan ran to death, Chen Feng looked at the mountain peak as if it were very close to him, but in fact, he walked for almost a day before he came near the mountain peak.

Less than ten miles away from the mountain peak, Chen Feng suddenly moved in his heart, then found a remote place and sat down.

He put the tent out, hid in it, then took out the spirit stone in the mustard bag, and started to run Hunyuan Yi Qigong desperately to absorb.