Chapter 462

"Ah -" Han Fei, who rushed out like a soldier and fell back like a dead dog, lost his dingdong ancient sword and cried with his head in his arms.

A severe pain in which a mouse gets into its head and bites indiscriminately, like waves one after another. Han Fei's previous courage to look for lightning was cleaned up in an instant.

In the distance, black apes, black elephants and other animals stared sympathetically at Han Fei, stepped on small steps and retreated in fear. This dark and boundless area is a forbidden area in different space. Han Fei doesn't know the power here, but the animals are clear.

Looking along the black gas surge area, there are many dead bones of animals on the ground. Inferred from the shape of those bones, they are all the same large animal skeletons. However, without exception, the bones are broken.

Han Fei lay on the ground for half an hour. The pain in the head is relieved. His clothes were wet, and beads of sweat big as beans rolled down his cheeks. The black face now looks like a flower cat face. His hair is wet on his forehead. Han Fei looks at the direction of black paint in the distance. There was a little fear in his eyes.

Looking back, Han Fei rushed over with dingdong ancient sword. At the beginning, Han Fei was still careful. When his steps exceeded the last position, Han Fei thought it would be all right. Unexpectedly, the very ordinary black air mass suddenly surged over. Han Fei didn't even have a chance to resist. His body was thrown out directly, and his head was as painful as a needle.

That great power. Let Han Fei full of despair. Just at that moment, Han Fei thought he would be killed by the giant force. Until his body landed, Han Fei realized that he was lucky and alive.

Han Fei stared at the boundless Black Sea and looked at the back of the huge statue. If it were not for the existence of giant statues, the black ocean would certainly devour the whole alien space.

In the black ocean, the naked eye can't see any living creatures. In addition to darkness, it's still dark and boundless.

Han Fei didn't get up, sat on the ground, endured the tingling of his head, and ran the heart clearing formula to check his body.

"Hoo -" Qingxin Jue ran, and the black air around him surged into Han Fei's body with a vortex. The air in different space is much richer than that outside, and the black airflow around seems to be richer and purer than the aura in different space.

Black airflow enters from Han Fei's nose and enters his body along his mouth and throat. When the black air tried to enter Han Fei's muscles and meridians, a pricking pain came. Han Fei suddenly opened his eyes and quickly stopped running Qingxin formula.

Han Fei hurriedly went to see his two arms. In a moment, his two arms swelled in a circle, and the color became more black, just like the bottom of a black pot. His arms danced slightly, showing his teeth in pain. Looking carefully, I saw two black air currents colliding in my arms.

The air flow was tiny, as thick as a needle, running around in his arms. Swimming like an earthworm. Every time the black airflow ran around, Han Fei could feel his muscles being stretched and swollen. Even Han Fei could hear the sound of his muscle fibers breaking.

Han Fei secretly rejoiced when he found this dark ocean last time. I think this place has rich aura and is suitable for cultivation. Now it seems that his idea is too simple.

The black airflow aura here is really strong, but after entering the body, ordinary muscle fibers can't bear it at all. Before the Reiki could be transported to the Dantian, the muscles and veins had been destroyed in a mess.

After an hour, the pain gradually disappeared. Although the arms can move freely, they are still swollen. Under the skin, there was a dull pain, like being cut by a knife.

Han Fei stood up. I dare not practice carelessly. However, the stubborn Han Fei did not intend to give up. Walk slowly along the edge of the black gas, look at the piles of dead bones and find a solution.

Half an hour later, Han Fei stopped in front of the body of a bison. The bison should have just died. Not long ago, his head hung forward weakly and his limbs were paralyzed on the ground. The temperature here is low, and the bodies of bison don't swell and smell.

"Strange, why didn't blood flow out?" The buffalo was so big that it was suddenly crushed to death, but it didn't make sense. There was no blood at all. However, Han Fei walked around the bison and didn't even find a drop of blood.

Han Fei took out the dingdong ancient sword and cut the back of the bison. The first thing he saw was the broken white bone. The hardest backbone of a bison. Now it breaks into sections, and the muscles are damaged like meat mud, which is loose in an instant.

Dissecting a bison was originally an extremely hard task. Even if the cook is boasted to be divine, it still takes a lot of effort. In yinghun mountain, Han Fei dissected bison when he was bored, which made him covered with blood. Let's not say, many hard muscles and bones can't be cut at all.

However, the bison in front of us. After Han Fei cut the fur on his back, the bones inside broke into powder, and the original pieces of tendon meat turned into meat paste, which flowed all over the ground like dumpling stuffing.

However, to Han Fei's consternation, he still can't see the blood, and even his muscles are white.

After those bones are broken, they are evenly cut into small pieces. Even today's high-precision instruments can't cut them evenly. Those tendons, which used to be pieces of meat, are now like dried beef, loose on the ground, blown by the cold wind and floating like hairy feathers.

The belly of a bison looks like it has been dried. In a ball, it emits some smell. The cold wind blows. If you don't stand downwind, you can't smell it at all.

There are no blood and water stains at all. This bison. Just like being dried in an instant, the blood and body fluid are sucked clean.

The muscle fibers of bison were completely destroyed, and the tendon, which gave the dissector a headache, became as soft as noodles and touched. Separation of muscles and bones.

Han Fei held dingdong ancient sword and stared at the bison in front of him in a daze. What he saw was completely beyond Han Fei's imagination. How is it possible to kill a bison without seeing any blood and water stains?

If you do it deliberately, you can kill without blood, because blood remains in your body. Like this, blood and body fluids disappear for no reason. It's terrible.

Han Fei now more or less understands why there are no ants, moths and other things gnawing and adhering to the bones in front of him. The moment the bison was killed, it not only lost its vitality, but also its body lost its use value.

From the dead posture of the bison, it can be inferred that the bison died instantly. Only by instantly rolling and killing, can the bison retain its original impact posture. The bison in front of us is like this, and so are the dead bones of other animals.

Han Fei walked a little further and saw the bones of some large birds. These birds, trying to rush through from high altitude, unfortunately, also died instantly. Because it fell from a high altitude. The bones of birds are basically with their backs facing up or their bellies facing up, like watermelons suddenly falling from high altitude, and the contents of their bellies are scattered all over the ground like melon seeds.

Han Fei raised his head and looked up. The dark sea stretched upward like a coastline. Although it was not a straight shape, it swayed in accordance with the rhythm.

Those black breath like roaring waves, constantly scouring, seems to want to break through some kind of imprisonment. However, no matter how hard it tries. It will stop at the last position every time. Then roll up, roll over, roar back, and then start over again, over and over again.

"Dark sea!" Looking at the ocean with no end or edge, Han Fei sighed. There are mountains, rivers, plants and trees in this strange space, but the incomplete stars, sun and moon seem to have something to do with the dark sea.

Different space, this is a dark world; Besides the Xuanwu ring, for Han Fei, it is a white world.

This black and white, is heaven and earth, is everything.

Han Fei did not explore any further, turned back, and stopped in front of the huge statue.

The huge black lacquer statue, which is tens of feet high, seems to be in front of us. Standing on the bank, staring into the distance, it seems to be anxiously looking for something.

I can't see his face or even his head. The black air surged, and he stood still.

Han Fei found that every time the black gas gushed from a distance, the statue released a breath of contempt for heaven and earth. It was that breath that stopped the tyrannical spread of black gas.

However, Han Fei couldn't understand why a statue could have such great power.

Han Fei did not rashly try to attract the black breath into his body again. He chose the previous position to sit upright and looked at the back of the black statue without blinking.

Han Fei felt very kind when he looked at his back just now. The tingling feeling in my mind has weakened a lot! This feeling is very wonderful and ironing. Han Fei looked at it and couldn't help being crazy.