Chapter 56: Thousand Fantasy Xuan Shui Jiao

The fifth and sixth chapters

The golden worm chrysalis frantically swallowed the ice attribute energy in the black pool, and the rice-sized body was slowly growing. Although it was not very obvious, it was indeed growing.

"What's going on?" Xiao Fan frowned. He could feel that the golden chrysalis was getting stronger, but the change was too weird.

When the surrounding ice attribute energy was absorbed to clean the realm, the pool water turned clear.

Xiao Fan's mind moved. If all the ice attribute energy in this pool was swallowed up, wouldn't it be possible for light to penetrate into the pool. Would it be difficult to find Xiaojin and the others?

Just do what he said, Xiao Fan used his ghost war soul to possess his body. Around him, two vortices of gold and black appeared out of thin air, and he began to devour ice attribute energy madly.

As for the spirit power, the ghost war soul and endless war soul are naturally irresistible, and Xiao Fan is not afraid of being blown up. Just for the ghost war soul to break through the eighth rank, it needs extremely terrible soul power.

What's more, in his soul sea, there is a more abnormal white stone.

Even the thousand-year soul marrow, the white stone can be swallowed like a cow drink, and the pure ice attribute energy is not as good as the thousand-year ice marrow.

Moreover, the seemingly extremely weak body of the golden chrysalis can also swallow a huge amount of soul power.

With the absorption of ice attribute energy, Xiao Fan could also see everything around him. The place where he was located was almost four meters away from the surface of the water, but under his feet, he was still bottomless.

"This pool is really not so deep." Xiao Fan said in surprise.

Surprised to return to astonishment, Xiao Fan has no tendency to stop. As long as he absorbs the energy of the ice attributed to the pool, this trip to the ancient land will not come in vain.

What Xiao Fan didn't know was that at the bottom of the pool, under a rock near the cliff on one side, there was a huge cave. In the cave, a pair of colorful pupils stared at him.

Because the pool below was still gray and black, Xiao Fan couldn't find it at all, but the colorful pupils could see him.

Slowly, the colorful pupils slowly poured out of the stone cave. It was a long body, quietly approaching Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan was still constantly devouring ice attribute energy, and his heart was extremely excited, because he discovered that the golden chrysalis was actually preparing to break out of its cocoon.

Xiao Fan wanted to know what exactly was this golden chrysalis after its metamorphosis.

After the transformation of the white stone energy, Xiaojin was originally just a cub of the fifth-order soul beast snow lion, but changed into a golden holy lion of the ninth-order bloodline.

This golden silkworm chrysalis, but the Insect King of the Blood Fiend Gu worm, is also a seventh-order existence, equivalent to a human warrior cultivator. Once it transforms, it shouldn’t be weaker than Xiaojin?

Of course, there is another surprise, that is, the aura of the ghost war soul is also richer, and it is a lot closer to the eighth rank war soul.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Xiao Fan felt his horror, and the ghost war soul possessed his body. Although he couldn't use his soul power under this water pool, Xiao Fan's spiritual perception was extremely terrifying.

Creepy? I haven't felt this way for a long time.

boom!

Suddenly, there was a loud noise, and a black shadow that was completely dark, a huge winding shadow shot from underwater like a sharp arrow, at a speed as fast as thunder, completely ignoring the existence of the resistance of the pool.

Fast, endlessly fast!

"boom!"

Before he could see what the dark shadow was, Xiao Fan blasted out with a fist, but his speed and strength were much weaker underwater, and he couldn't exert his strength at all in the pool.

When the heavy breath rushed towards his face, Xiao Fan's face changed slightly, unable to take care of so much. With the help of that huge rebound force, he stepped on the streamer to pick the stars and shot upwards.

Fortunately, where he was standing, only four meters away from the lake, he was directly shaken out of the lake by a huge force.

If it were at the bottom of the lake, this time was probably enough for the monster to kill him.

Xiao Fan's figure rushed into the sky, with a trace of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth. Just now, he felt like he was hit by a magic mountain, and his whole body was uncomfortable with his muscles and bones.

He didn't dare to hesitate. In this ancient secret realm, he couldn't fly for a long time, and he hurriedly flew toward the shore and flat ground.

"Roar~~"

At this moment, a thunderous roar came from the lake, and Xiao Fan looked back and felt a chill in his heart.

It was a huge python that was thirty to forty meters long, rushing straight into the sky. When Xiao Fan saw it, it just rushed out of the water. That body was thicker than a water tank, covered with black scales. The scales were dense and shimmering. With a sharp shadow.

And on the abdomen of the giant python, there are four sharp claws, and on his back, there are some black feathers, like silk satin, smooth, and even water drops are not contaminated.

"Fuck, this is a python, it's a dragon at all!" Xiao Fan yelled, making his feet a lot easier.

His heart throbbed and throbbed, and his heart was extremely cold. Those four fierce claws, as well as that huge body, and the domineering appearance were somewhat similar to the dragons he had seen in the previous life, except that they lacked dragon horns.

This is also the reason why Xiao Fan recognized the Flood Dragon instantly. If he had a dragon horn, he would be a real dragon.

Even in the Battle Soul Continent, dragons are supreme beings, rarely appearing in the world, and even flood dragons are extremely rare.

The weakest of the flood dragons is at least the existence of the bloodline of the eighth-order spirit beasts. Moreover, the aura of this flood dragon is many times stronger than he does not know. What do you do to fight it?

Moreover, the dragon is not comparable to other races. Whether it is a dragon or a dragon, they all have the ability to change, and it is possible to change into a real dragon, which is equivalent to an evolutionary process.

When he saw the colorful pupils of the dragon, Xiao Fan's expression was extremely cold, and he said to himself: "The eighth-rank soul beast Qianhuanxuanshuijiao, it's no wonder that it can create mist. No, he only has three hands. Claw, it's just a Jiao, not a Jiaolong."

Thinking of this, Xiao Fan's eyes lit up. If it were just Jiao, there might be a chance to fight hard.

Roar!

The Thousand Illusion Profound Water Flood Dragon roared, and the power of the tyrant burst out. In the pool, water jets suddenly shot out, turning into a sharp sword and slashed towards Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan's speed was very fast, and he had already appeared on the flat ground beside the pool, because he hadn't been too far from the shore at the beginning.

When the sharp sword of water came, Xiao Fan's body suddenly fell towards the ground, turned a somersault on the ground, and drew more than ten meters away, just to escape the disaster.

Xiao Fan's heart has already been mentioned in his throat, even if the Thousand Illusory Profound Water Flood Dragon hasn't turned into a Flood Dragon, it is the strength of the late seventh stage, or even the seventh peak.

Xiao Fan is very clear about what the seventh-order peak represents, it is equivalent to the peak of the human battle emperor realm, and with the body and attack power of the Thousand Illusory Profound Water Flood Dragon, the attack is equivalent to the strength of the Conquered War Emperor.

Xiao Fan wanted to run very much, but he found that the surrounding mist was rolling, and the eyes of the Thousand Illusion Profound Water Flood Dragon were staring at him coldly, not giving him any chance to escape.

"It seems that this time, I'm really going to die hard." Xiao Fan pulled out the Shura sword, took a deep breath, and muttered to himself with an extremely solemn expression.