Chapter 502

Chapter 502 magic dragon tomb

It didn't take long, about a moment later, Chen Feng felt that the spinning feeling disappeared, and then he fell heavily on the ground, with a burst of pain.

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

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

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

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

At the end of Chen Feng's line of sight, there is an unspeakable mountain range, at least tens of thousands of meters high, and this mountain range is like an active volcano, constantly spitting out a huge amount of smoke.

Chen Feng looked around and didn't see anyone else. He knew clearly in his heart that this was a very normal thing. When entering Zhushan blessed land, everyone entered at almost the same time, but they were all sent to different places.

I think everyone else has entered the world, but I don't know which four people have entered except myself.

At this time, what Chen Feng didn't know, after he entered, Yue Linglong also entered, and then three people, the fastest and fastest, entered the stone gate.

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

This huge Tomb of the magic dragon also began to shake violently, and the huge stones on it broke one after another, wrapped in a narrow black flame, and flew around.

The whole ground also shook violently. Almost in a blink of an eye, the whole Zhenmo Valley, a land hundreds of miles around, shook violently like the earthquake, a world shaking situation.

Chen Feng walked forward slowly, and on his shoulder, purple moon stood there.

Chen Feng asked softly, "Purple moon, can you tell where this is?"

Purple moon 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 brink of destruction?"

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

Purple Moon said, "everything grows and has cycles. When there is life, there is death, and when there is life, there is destruction. The small world is no exception. They will be born in the void, and then continue to grow, and finally reach their peak."

"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, volcanoes erupt, the ocean dries up, all living things are destroyed, and finally become a desolate and dead land. Then it will split into countless fragments and be submerged in the void."

Ziyue then said, "of course, the emergence and destruction of the small world is a very long process, which is possible for hundreds of thousands of years or millions of years."

Chen Feng was dazzled. Only then did I know that there was such a wonderful process in the small world.

Chen Feng walked forward not far, and suddenly a black figure appeared in a crack beside him, in the lava.

He appeared behind Chen Feng. Chen Feng seemed unaware. This black figure slowly floated out of the magma, and then followed Chen Feng quietly.

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

He followed Chen Feng behind. Seeing that Chen Feng didn't seem to notice it, he flashed a touch of humanized pride in his eyes, mercilessly grabbed his short spear and stabbed Chen Feng in the back of his head.

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

Chen Feng looked at his whole body for fear of being poisonous. He didn't use his palm. The purple moon knife in his hand stabbed it out and easily cut it in two.

The monster made a shrill cry, and then two bodies fell to the ground, quickly rotted, and immediately melted into a piece of white bone.

Chen Feng frowned. This monster was different from the monsters encountered in the demon Valley outside. Those monsters were completely condensed by the magic gas, and in front of him, it seemed to be a living creature with flesh and blood.

However, they may be infected by the magic gas too much, so that as soon as they die, the magic gas in their bodies can't be controlled, melting his body into blood, leaving only white bones.

Chen Feng walked quickly towards the mountain. His intuition told him that the root of everything was there, and the things he wanted were there.

Along the way, Chen Feng met many monsters, but fortunately, these monsters are generally not strong, but they are all around the first and second towers of Shenmen.

Although Chen Feng's vigorous Qi in his body has almost been exhausted and can't be supplemented, he is still familiar with this monster and has no problem.

Looking at the mountain, Chen Feng seemed to be very close to him, but in fact, he walked for almost a day before he came near the mountain.

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

He put out the tent and hid in it. Then he took out the spirit stone in the mustard bag and began to operate Hunyuan Qigong to absorb it desperately.