Chapter 120

The black light burst and flashed, and a strange black fog suddenly appeared in the sky, emitting a strong fishy smell in the fog.

With the obstruction of the poisonous fog, Han Feng has turned into a green light and fled quickly. The instinct of his soul tells him that if he stays any longer, his life will be in danger.

Chu Feng waved his hand, and a large area of poison fog dissipated in an instant.

"It's decisive enough. Unfortunately, it's too late to escape now."

Reaching forward and gently grasping, Han Feng, who had already flown out for several miles, suddenly felt his body tightened, as if he was bound by an inexplicable force and could not move any more.

"Come back."

Chu Feng drank lightly, and Han Feng, who was miles away, appeared in front of him.

"Sir, spare my life. I'm a herbalist and useful to you. As long as I can keep the little alive, I'm willing to work for you."

Seeing no hope of escape, Han Feng instantly changed his face. At this time, he had no scruples.

"Herbalist, it's really useful."

Chu Feng looked at Han Feng's face and felt sick. Such a person really has no lower limit.

"What a pity."

Hearing the first half of the sentence, Han Feng was delighted and was going to compliment and please.

Unexpectedly, the man suddenly said a pity, which immediately made him fall into an ice cave, with despair in his eyes.

The next moment, a burst of tearing pain suddenly came from the soul, as if pulled away by an extremely strong force.

"Am I dead?"

Han Feng calmed down and found himself floating in the air. Not far from him lay a familiar body, which was his flesh.

"Soul, my Lord, you..."

Chu Feng didn't listen to his nonsense any more. As soon as he closed his hand, he pinched it to pieces in an instant.

Han Feng has completely died, both flesh and soul.

A sea blue flame floats quietly in the sky. It is the sea heart flame.

The purple fire appeared again. It seemed to feel the delicious "food" in front of us, and immediately turned into a purple light and rushed forward.

Although the sea heart flame is the same as the different fire of heaven and earth, it has long been refined by people. Its spirit is far from being compared with the earth heart fire of Qinglian, and it will be swallowed up in an instant.

Chu Feng closed his eyes and clearly sensed the change of purple fire in his soul. With the passage of time, its origin is gradually increasing.

Medusa looked at him quietly with a flash of color in her eyes and murmured:

"Such a strong man will die in an instant. He doesn't even have a chance to resist. How many magical abilities do you have that I don't know?"

"Don't be too curious. Be careful that you will fall completely one day."

Chu Feng suddenly opened his eyes and said with a smile.

"Dream"

Medusa snorted coldly and stopped paying attention to him. Somehow, her mind suddenly thought of his previous rude behavior, and she had some inexplicable joy in her heart.

Chu Feng didn't know the subtle changes in Medusa's mind. He raised his eyes and looked forward. At this time, the purple fire kept circling and dancing in the sky like a child, full of spirituality.

For a long time, it seemed that he had finally had enough. Then he turned into a purple bird and landed on his shoulder. The furry birds and animals rubbed slightly on his neck, conveying the joy of his heart.

"You are changeable. Go back."

Chu Feng smiled, stretched out his index finger and gently clicked his forehead.

Zihuo didn't play again this time and disappeared into his sea of knowledge in an instant.

After checking the Najie left by Han Feng, there are many items, including many secret scripts and treasure books related to medicine refining. The most exciting thing for him is a broken scroll.

"This is burning?"

Chu Feng read it carefully. This skill is very different from the general Qi fighting script. He didn't mention how to cultivate Qi fighting. Its main purpose is to explain how to swallow different fire, and then refine and fuse in a strange way.

He didn't care how to devour the refining and chemical fire. What pleased him most was the way to control and use the fire. If he could master it skillfully, the attack power of purple fire would certainly be increased by three points.

"Unfortunately, it's just a fragmented script. I must get the complete skill when I have a chance in the future."

Chu Feng put away the burning, and then looked at the rest.

He thought about it, then raised his hand and waved it. All the items, together with the ring, disappeared in an instant.

Yongan Hou mansion, medicine refining Pavilion

The little doctor fairy was sorting out the medicinal materials. Suddenly, he felt a slight vibration in the space, and then a lot of things fell out, such as books, elixirs, scrolls and so on.

Slightly surprised, he stepped forward and looked at it again. He was immediately happy. These are items related to the herbalist. I don't know where the man got them. I think he found some treasure again.

"I will become a herbalist as soon as possible, and then I can help you."

The little doctor thought silently.

In the mountains outside Maple City, Chu Feng and medusa appear again.

"Aren't you going to practice for a while?"

Chu Feng shook his head. His next goal was falling heart inflammation. That strange fire was full of wildness and extraordinary power.

Although the innate level of purple fire is much higher, the growth time is short after all. It's better not to weaken it.

He has an intuition that after his success this time, his realm will be able to break through to the jiedan period in one fell swoop.

"Let's go. Go back to Fengcheng first. Qinglin estimates it's time to wait."

If black horn is a cold and cruel hell, Canaan college is undoubtedly a clean and beautiful paradise.

Just as there is no lack of justice in the land of evil, there will also be light in the darkest place.

Canaan college can stand in this chaotic and cruel black corner area, relying on its natural strength.

It is not that no one has paid attention to the college. On the contrary, over the years, the forces in the black horn region have been in constant conflict with Canaan college.

However, never once did it really hurt the foundation of the college. All the incoming enemies would die inexplicably. The next day, their bodies would hang on the dead tree outside. So far, this law has not been broken.

On that day, a little girl came on the mountain road outside Canaan college. She was not old enough. She was wearing a blue skirt and looked beautiful and lovely.

Suddenly,

The little girl stopped. In front of her stood a strange tree full of corpses.

This is the famous dead tree. Looking at it, the girl's bright eyes flashed a look of fear.

"Sister Xiao Li, will I be driven out if I go directly like this?"

As she spoke, her little hand pressed on her chest.

"Don't worry, with your age and such special qualifications, you won't be rejected."

Qinglin nodded gently and relaxed for a while. This time, she "has a heavy responsibility" and came to Canaan college alone. She was a little nervous.

"Fortunately, Sister Li is with me. I just don't know how brother Chu is now. He must be waiting for my good news."

"Brother Chu trusts me so much. Don't let him down this time."

She whispered a few words to cheer herself up. When she looked forward again, her expression suddenly became firm.