I have a magic pot

Feeling the efficiency of his shots, Han Feng couldn't help frowning secretly. At this speed, it would take half a stick of incense to break the seal of a big tripod by himself. On the other hand, the speed of Shangguan Shengyun and Jun Beixuan Almost three times as much as myself.

It's really uncomfortable to watch others eat meat while I can only drink soup.

When Han Feng was thinking about how to improve the efficiency of breaking the seal, he suddenly felt a call from the territory of the pot.

Han Feng couldn't help thinking, and found that this calling thought came from the little rice bucket. This little guy is eager to leave the pot and come to his side.

If it was placed in the past, at this busy time, Han Feng naturally didn't bother to pay attention to this little thing.

But after experiencing the experience of the little rice bucket showing special supernatural powers in the hub space in the "Xuanhuo Baojian", Han Feng has already looked at the little guy with admiration.

Without thinking too much, Han Feng quietly moved the demon refining pot.

The next moment, a dark blue light flashed on his chest, and Han Feng's lapel suddenly swelled up into a small bag, and a small gray head protruded from his neckline.

I saw the little rice bucket's claws clutching Han Feng's collar, sticking out his head, a pair of big black eyes, staring straight at the strange three-legged bird in front of Han Feng.

Under the pressure of Han Feng's energy, this strange bird did not give in. It spread its wings angrily, and its three huge mouths spewed out a flame-like evil spirit, competing with Han Feng's energy.

Seeing this ferocious three-legged strange bird, Xiaofantong was not only not afraid, but his eyes showed excitement, and he called out to the three-legged strange bird.

"Wow..."

There was a sound of milk, like the barking of a puppy, in this chaotic and noisy square, it was as soft as a gnat, and no one heard it at all.

However, under Xiaofantong's roar, the three-legged strange bird, which was originally fierce and constantly fighting against Han Feng, suddenly froze, and then trembled violently.

It seemed to feel great fear, and the condensed evil spirit around it instantly became disorientated, and its figure became a little illusory.

Swept by Han Feng's power, his figure quickly dissipated, and within a few breaths, he disappeared into nothingness.

But at this moment, the little rice bucket stretched its neck again and sucked it. When the three-legged monster bird disappeared, a dim spiritual light flashed past and directly sank into the little guy's mouth.

"Hahahahaha..."

After doing all this, the little rice bucket licked his tongue, it seemed that he had endless aftertaste.

Seeing this scene, Han Feng's originally puzzled look had already turned into a look of horror.

"This... what is this situation?" A big question arose in my heart.

At this time, Xian'er, who sensed all this, uttered a voice to explain the confusion: "Master, in the blood of these monster beasts sealed in the cauldron, there is still a wisp of the power of the primordial spirit in front of them, defending their souls. Essence and blood.

Although these monsters are extremely fierce in front of them, after all, they are just a ray of spiritual remnants. Feeling the breath of Pixiu's blood on the little rice bucket, they will naturally be suppressed by the blood, and their thoughts will become unsteady.

By the way, the souls of these monsters are still a great supplement to improve the strength of the small rice bucket. "

After listening to Xian'er's explanation, Han Feng finally came to his senses, and immediately his eyes couldn't help but glow with excitement.

At this moment, although everyone has entered the square, they began to seize the blood essence from the tripod.

But because these monster phantoms were too fierce, most of the people joined forces to besiege a big tripod, and now the big tripod under attack is only a small half.

And it seemed that everyone couldn't break the seal of the first cauldron for a while.

And now I have the "God Assist" of a small rice bucket, and I can solve a phantom of a monster, that is, the effort of two or three breaths, and the speed is more than ten times faster than others.

For a moment, Han Feng couldn't help looking at dozens of other unbroken cauldrons with fiery eyes, licked his dry lips, and bowed his head to the little rice bucket.

"Little guy, this time I will let you feast on your mouth, you have to work hard for me!"

Chapter 974 "Guerrilla Warfare"

In the square of the relic space, there are people flying everywhere, and the spiritual light is flying, and the scene is full of heat.

Everyone is taking action to suppress the phantom of the monster beast formed by the condensed evil spirit on the seal of the cauldron.

But he said that Han Feng was leaning on the small rice bucket and swallowing the remnants of the monster's primordial spirit in one go.

He pressed down with one hand, and directly defeated the seal restriction with great force, and took a bloody light ball that was about to fly out into the palm of his palm, and put it into the demon refining pot.

After doing all this, Han Feng glanced at the chaotic crowd around him, and found that they were all staring at Baoding in front of him, and no one paid attention to him at all.

He directly used the Ghost Shadow Flash technique, and his figure moved nearly a hundred feet across in an instant, and came to a certain place on the edge of the square.

There are still three big tripods here, and no one chooses them. Han Feng randomly chooses the one closest to him, and wants to leap up.

Unexpectedly, the small rice bucket in the skirt stretched its neck, and yelled twice towards the big cauldron in the middle.

"Um……?"

Han Feng couldn't help being taken aback.

"Little guy, are you asking me to take the blood essence from this cauldron?"

Han Feng looked at the big cauldron in the middle and asked tentatively. The little rice bucket nodded repeatedly, looking impatient.

Although Han Feng didn't know why, he stepped on the ark and turned around, came to the top of the big cauldron, raised his hand, and a spiritual light shot down.

"Om...!"

The big cauldron buzzed, spiritual light sputtered, and then a deep and deep roar erupted from the mouth of the cauldron.

"Ugh...!"

Immediately, the evil energy in the void quickly gathered, and in the blink of an eye, a black tortoise figure with an oval body shape, a peak-like back, and pillar-like limbs was formed, which was about ten meters long.

The whole body of this mysterious turtle exudes a rich red glow, and a huge head protrudes from the turtle shell, roaring like thunder.

Xuangui seemed not as violent as the three-headed strange bird before, but the evil spirit around him was surging like a tide, and his aura was much stronger than the previous one. Even Han Feng felt a little startled.

It can be deduced from this that the blood essence in the cauldron is probably more precious than the blood essence of the three-headed strange bird.

It was only at this time that Han Feng realized that the small rice bucket could not only devour the essence and blood of the primordial spirit, but also pick and choose food, picking up more precious ones to eat.

When the little guy saw this phantom of the black tortoise, his eyes lit up and he kept screaming.

"Wow, woof...!"

After a few calls like a little milk dog, the majestic phantom tortoise standing like a mountain let out a terrified cry, its high head retracted into the turtle shell immediately, and the whole body trembled violently Suddenly, the figure immediately became unreal again.

Seeing this, Han Feng took advantage of the situation and made a move. Under the turbulent energy wave, he only took three or four breaths to disperse the phantom of the black turtle.

He directly stretched out his hand to shatter the seal, and put the astonishingly energetic blood essence in the cauldron into the demon refining pot.

After doing all this, Han Feng didn't stay for a moment, but quickly mixed into the crowd, and then moved to other areas.

And this time, Han Feng didn't need to choose by luck, he directly followed the guidance of the little rice bucket, and quickly selected a big tripod, which inspired the power of the seal.

The phantom of the monster that appeared this time was even stronger than the black turtle just now, and it was actually a giant tiger with six claws and two wings on its back.It took Han Feng ten breaths of time to get the blood essence from the cauldron.

After getting the blood essence, Han Feng immediately shifted his position. He and Xiaofantong took advantage of the moment in front of the square to fish in troubled waters, like fighting a "guerrilla war".

It only took half a stick of incense time, and they had already opened the eight great cauldrons, and the energy of the monster blood they obtained became stronger and stronger every time.

Especially when seizing the blood essence from the eighth cauldron, a pterodactyl phantom condensed, its momentum was extremely strong, and the little rice bucket called "milk fierce milk fierce" for a while, which made the roc bird dormant, and Han Feng wasted a lot of money. It took tens of breaths of time before finally getting the blood essence.

Having obtained these precious blood essence, Han Feng was naturally pleasantly surprised.

Because the blood essence of high-level monsters has a lot of uses, it can not only refine the spiritual power to improve the cultivation level, but also directly absorb it into the body to temper the body.

Although these blood essences cannot be compared with the blood essence of the golden holy dragon, they are also a great tonic for Han Feng. Maybe relying on these blood essences can also improve his physique to a higher level.

Although he still wanted to get more blood essence, Han Feng was not in a hurry and went to the next big cauldron.

Because just now, when he snatched the blood essence of the roc bird, even though Han Feng had used the aura to cover up the movement in advance.

However, he didn't expect that this roc was so fierce, and the powerful baleful energy leaked out, which has already attracted the attention of many people around.

At this moment, Han Feng deliberately stays where he is, and continues to pour spiritual power into the cauldron in a pretentious manner, just to deceive others and secretly observe the situation in the square.

At this moment, Shangguan Shengyun and Jun Beixuan, the two of them have already broken open four big cauldrons, and they are taking the fifth drop of blood essence.

And other people and a team composed of many people are about to successfully break the first seal of the cauldron mouth.

Now there are nearly [-] big tripods left in the square, and it is estimated that all the big tripods will be occupied when everyone starts the next round of competition.

No matter how fast Han Feng was, he would probably only have time to break the seals of the two great cauldrons, and he would still risk being found out, and he would have the risk of quickly breaking the seals.

At that time, Han Feng is likely to become the target of public criticism, and the gain outweighs the loss.

So Han Feng decided to "emphasize quality over quantity". While observing the surrounding environment, he said in a low voice to the little rice bucket who had devoured the remnants of the eight primordial spirits and kept urging him to act with a big appetite.

"Little guy, we've had enough to eat, and it's time to stop after one more meal.

Quickly feel, which of the remaining blood essence in the cauldron is more precious, we only have this chance. "

The small rice bucket is worthy of the name of "rice bucket". When it comes to eating, it immediately becomes serious.

It obviously understood Han Feng's words, with a pair of shiny black eyes, it immediately looked towards the unopened cauldrons.

It's like choosing the most delicious dish in a feast.

After a burst of dizzying glances, the little rice bucket showed a humane embarrassment in his eyes.

But at the next moment, its eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of a large tripod near the entrance of the square, at the leftmost corner.

Although this big tripod is very close to the entrance, everyone "preconceived" that the better the thing, the less likely it is to be placed near it.

After everyone entered the square, they all went straight to the big tripods near the entrance of the square, or in the center of the square, but no one cared about the big tripod near the entrance.

But when the little rice bucket saw the big tripod, his eyes became bright and shiny, and he whimpered, dripping onto Han Feng's lapel.

The appearance of the glutton's brain is much more exciting than when the primordial spirit Cannian devoured those monsters before.

Seeing Xiaofantong's fierce reaction, Han Feng's eyes shrank immediately, knowing that the essence and blood in this big cauldron were probably not trivial.

Secretly locked on the big tripod, Han Feng waited in place for a while, sensing the sound of the seal bursting from the surroundings.

Seeing that a new round of scrambling was about to start, Han Feng was one step ahead of everyone, quietly passed through the chaotic crowd, and after several twists and turns, he quietly moved to the big tripod in the corner.

Immediately, Han Feng waited for a while, and saw that in the square, everyone got the first drop of monster blood one after another, and started to fight for the rest of the cauldron. The scene was the most chaotic.

He suddenly radiated the spiritual light all over his body, covering the cauldron with a radius of several feet, and mobilized his own energy to the extreme.

Because he knew that once the ghost image of the monster in the cauldron was activated, its momentum would probably be even more astonishing than the ghost image of the roc bird just now.

After finishing these preparations, Han Feng did not hesitate, and directly took a palm print of spiritual power, hitting the seal on the tripod mouth.

The next moment, the cauldron trembled, and the copper pillar below shook violently.

Immediately, a steady stream of evil spirits surged from all directions in the void and from the cauldron.

In an instant, a cloud of blood had condensed on the top of the cauldron with a radius of several feet, and the piercing cold aura emanating from it made Han Feng shiver uncontrollably!

Chapter 975 Mountain Giant Ape

Following the top of the cauldron, the cloud of blood surged violently, and a huge illusory outline gradually became clear.

From among those figures, waves of violent momentum began to disperse and impact, shaking the shielding mask that Han Feng condensed with his own energy.

"Boom boom boom...!"

The powerful wave of breath, the roar and tremor of the impact on the mask, made Han Feng's eyelids twitch wildly.

It has not been completely condensed, but it has such power, what kind of monster is this?

Just when Han Feng was having doubts, the churning blood cloud began to shrink and solidify rapidly, and at the same time, a roar suddenly came from within the blood cloud!

"Roar……!"

This roar sounded like a stone breaking the heavens, and directly set off a wave of violent air, which spread loudly, causing Han Feng's figure to fly back several feet, and the energy mask it arranged was even more crumbling.

"Um……?"

Han Feng couldn't help being taken aback. He didn't expect this phantom of the monster beast to be so fierce. The energy mask he set up with all his strength was almost broken by its aura.

In the next moment, the blood cloud finally condensed completely, and Han Feng finally saw clearly the appearance of this monster.

It was a gigantic ape with a height of nearly three feet, with a body as majestic as a mountain, with a protruding forehead and sharp mouth, fangs turned out, and hair like steel needles all over its body.

This gigantic ape has an exceptionally solid figure, with extremely thick legs. At the current height, its forelimbs are still on the ground. Its blood-colored eyes flashed fiercely, and the eyes were full of tyranny and killing, giving people an incomparably powerful look. Shock and pressure.

Rao Han Feng had already prepared in his heart, and when he saw the figure of this giant ape clearly, he was also taken aback.

You must know that because these blood essences only contain some remnants of the primordial spirit, the condensed figures are far smaller than the bodies of these monsters.

But judging from the size of those ghostly monsters before, if this giant ape turned into its own body, it might really be as huge as a mountain.

But at this moment, the giant ape stared directly at Han Feng with scarlet eyes, the fierce light in his eyes suddenly brightened, and he roared again.

"Roar……!"

When its roar turned into a rolling sound wave and scattered, the giant ape suddenly shot out in a rage, and the fists condensed by the blood-colored phantom directly blasted towards the energy mask arranged by Han Feng!