There is a huge fountain in the Wanhe Building Plaza, which is a famous sight in this area. There is a gap between the fountain and the ground. After Situ Qiang fell into the pool, he was dozens of centimeters away from the poisonous fog.
"Mr. Chen," Situ Qiang fell into the pool, exposed half of his head, and looked at where he was just now.
I saw a man looking up at the black mist in the sky, like a god of war standing tall, without any fear.
"It's dangerous, Mr. Chen," Situ Qiang shouted hurriedly. Although he understood that Chen Feng was very powerful, the poisonous mist was very serious at first sight. Situ Qiang was not sure whether Chen Feng could withstand the impact of the poisonous mist.
Chen Feng ignored Situ Qiang's shouting and just looked at the poisonous mist in front of him quietly, as if he was thinking about something.
The poisonous mist was completely oppressive, and the next moment, the boundless poisonous mist would submerge Chen Feng's head.
At this moment, Chen Feng slapped his hand on his waist, and suddenly, a yellow brocade bag flew out from his waist.
"Brush," the mouth of the bag suddenly opened automatically, like a wide mouth.
"This is," seeing this brocade bag, Situ Qiang always felt familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere. However, Situ Qiang had no time to think about it at this time. What happened next on the yellow brocade bag made him Jaw-dropped.
I saw various objects flying out of the brocade bag and falling into a pile on the ground.
Herbs, clothing, daily necessities, wallets... and even an extremely domineering sniper rifle, the King of Snipers.
"Could this be the legendary storage bag?" Situ Qiang opened his mouth, but his mind was a little overwhelmed.
After a while, nothing flew out of the yellow brocade bag. It just opened the bag and floated quietly in front of Chen Feng, like a little monster that could swallow heaven and earth.
"Here," Chen Feng suddenly made a light click, slid his fingers, and quickly drew a rune on the storage bag. As the rune appeared, the storage bag suddenly moved.
"Buzz," the storage bag trembled in mid-air, and a huge suction force suddenly appeared.
"Huh," a piece of the boundless poisonous mist above the head was suddenly attracted by the suction of the storage bag, turned into a black tornado, and was collected by the storage bag.
The tornado became bigger and bigger, gradually becoming as thick as an arm, and then gradually evolved into as thick as a thigh... In just a moment, the tornado formed by the black mist was already several meters in diameter. This huge black mist tornado was still He violently got into the storage bag, as if this storage bag was like a hungry wolf that could never have enough to eat, and the black mist above his head was a group of sheep waiting to be slaughtered. The wolf entered the sheep flock and devoured it.
After a while, Situ Qiang suddenly discovered that the "dark clouds" in the sky had risen several meters.
"Hahaha, Mr. Chen is indeed a god. In just a short time, he has achieved some results," Situ Qiang said with a smile, stroking his hands, his face full of expectation.
Here, Chen Feng also breathed a sigh of relief. He originally wanted to give it a try, but he didn't expect that using a storage bag to collect the poisonous mist would be really effective. Unfortunately, this storage bag is not specifically designed to store poisons after all. In this battle, it will definitely be corroded by the poisonous mist and cannot be used again.
"In that case, let me let you explode completely," Chen Feng drew another rune on the other side of the storage bag with another finger.
Suddenly, the suction force of the storage bag became more intense, and the tornado became much larger.
Although there is only a small cubic space inside the storage bag, it does not mean that it cannot contain the black fog in the sky. Although the black fog in the sky is thick, if it really needs to be compressed, it will probably only take a washbasin. look.
Sure enough, as the boundless black fog became less and less, the sunlight in the sky gradually shone down. Finally, the storage bag absorbed the last ray of black fog in the sky, and then, slowly, the original golden color of the storage bag The yellow appearance gradually faded.
Chen Feng knew that this was because the storage bag was eroded by the poisonous gas in the bag and gradually lost its spirituality. After a few years, the storage bag would turn into an ordinary brocade bag. Except for the different material, other parts were the same as ordinary brocade bags. The bags are generally the same.
"Damn it, you even waste a storage bag to save these irrelevant mortals," Yao Wentao said, his eyes full of anger: "Now, please return my miasma."
Chen Feng shook the storage bag in his hand and said with a smile: "How can such an evil thing be returned to you? I will destroy it today to avoid harming others in the future."
After saying that, a red flame suddenly appeared on Chen Feng's fingertips. As soon as the flame appeared, it quickly filled the storage bag.
Under the stench, the storage bag burst into flames, along with the miasma inside.
Chen Feng's movements were so fast and so sudden that Yao Wentao didn't react at all. The power of the earth's spiritual fire was extremely powerful. By the time Yao Wentao rushed in front of Chen Feng, the entire storage bag had been reduced to a pile of ashes.
"Damn it, I'm going to kill you," Yao Wentao finally got angry. Today's miasma is a very powerful miasma. Ordinary people will die if they touch it. Even if a cultivator in the foundation building stage accidentally smells it, he will be greatly affected. The strength of the earth is reduced, and it is at the mercy of others. However, the miasma of heaven can only be seen in the world of cultivation, but it is extremely rare in this secular world. It can be seen how precious the miasma of heaven is, but at this moment, Chen Feng was How could Yao Wentao not be angry if he was burned to the ground
"Suffer death," Yao Wentao rushed over waving the black dagger in his hand.
Chen Feng's heart moved: "Yao Wentao has finally gone crazy."
Crazy enemies are the most terrifying, but they are also the easiest to deal with. On the one hand, crazy people will fight tooth and nail. The most feared thing is fighting alone. However, when people are crazy, they will not be able to think calmly, leading to the failure of the battle. At this moment , this is what Chen Feng wants.
"Lingbo Weibu," Chen Feng stepped lightly, his body like a butterfly wearing flowers, shuttled around Yao Wentao.
Yao Wentao kept waving the black dagger in his hand, using a set of sword techniques, but he couldn't touch the hem of Chen Feng's clothes at all.
As a result, Yao Wentao's newly restored calmness was ignited again, and boundless anger spewed out.
"Go to hell, Poison Dragon Diamond," Yao Wenjie's dagger suddenly started to spin violently, like a high-speed electric drill. It was extremely powerful. He lost his mind and actually made a wide range of attacks.
"Humph, it's not certain who will die," Chen Feng shouted coldly, and the Qiu Shui Sword in his hand began to beat violently. With each beat, Chen Feng's momentum increased.
Qiushui Sword jumped seven times in a short period of time. At this moment, Chen Feng's hand finally moved.
"Big Dipper, Seven Stars Cut,"