I don't know how many days later.

Chen Feng was squatting on a big tree not far away with a weed hanging from his mouth.

He looked at the fishman Slake, whose body was twice as big as before.

After crazily stealing spiritual power for many days, the sleeping golden dragon also felt a little strange!

While the fishman Slake gradually became stronger, the strength of the golden dragon was gradually weakening.

"There's a chance."

Chen Feng took out a bottle of water and took a sip.

Even if Slake, the fishman, is already in the middle level of Violet, each strike will not consume Chen Feng or something spiritual power.

The reason is also very simple, because the slake's spiritual power stealing is not an active skill, but a passive skill.

Chen Feng does not need to consume spiritual power to activate his skills.

The second point is that Chen Feng is recovering his spiritual power at any time.

The consumed spiritual power can be replenished at any time.

This is absolutely impossible in real battles.

Judging from the current situation, even if the fishman Slack body reaches the level of gold or even crimson.

Chen Feng can still hold on to this kind of spiritual power consumption.

"Don't come, Amitabha!"

Chen Feng was afraid that if someone else happened to come over in the secret realm.

By then, Chen Feng would have to use one fatal move.

This fatal move is to discuss it carefully!

Destroying Chen Feng's boss is not good for others, and harming others is not good for oneself.

At that time, Chen Feng promised a huge reward, and no one would refuse.

But the best situation is to let him feel at ease to detain this golden dragon and enjoy the treasure house of the secret realm.

...

The secret realm of Dragon Mai Mountain.

Several spiritual card masters were hunting a three-headed monster, and suddenly heard a trembling dragon roar from the center of the secret realm!

roar--

Almost at the same time, several spiritual card masters turned their heads to look towards the center of the secret realm at the same time!

"What sound?"

"A high-level beast?"

"It seems to be in the center of the secret realm."

"Is someone hunting high-level beasts?"

One of the young women suggested:

"Why don't you go and take a look."

"Okay, it's almost time for the next secret realm to be opened."

Another spiritual card master with a slightly less courage suggested:

"Why don't you go..."

"Go and take a sneak peek. It's okay, our mercenary group is not that weak."

...

When the golden dragon realizes something is wrong.

This fishman Slake has grown up completely and is as huge as a bull!

Although the Black Iron Dagger is just a low-level material, it waves wildly in the hand of the fishman Slake, stabbing the golden dragon one by one!

Ao--

Outside the secret treasure house, the golden dragon roared, trying to twist its body, but the black chains locked its body firmly and could not use any spiritual power to counterattack!

"Mom, a chicken."

"Don't call Worri."

Chen Feng could not help but block the dragon's mouth when he heard the golden dragon's huge roar.

This sound may have been heard by everyone in the secret realm. Although Chen Feng didn’t know if there were anyone else, what if someone was not there, he would be embarrassed to live there?

Generally speaking, it takes about half a day to a day for the spiritual card master who stayed in the secret realm to arrive at the central area. Chen Feng was probably almost detained when he saw the appearance of the golden dragon. He could only sit down and quickly activate his spiritual power to see if he could speed up some progress.

The fishman Slake's hand was very fast. The black iron dagger that had not left any marks on the dragon scales was about to cut the dragon scales!

As long as the dragon scales are cut, it is only a matter of time to split the dragon's body.

With the long period of spiritual power stolen, the strength of the golden dragon's body has also decreased a lot, far less tenacity than it was at the beginning!

It was obvious that the golden dragon also felt a trace of fear from death and roared repeatedly, but it was impossible to deal with Chen Feng and the fishman.

Time is gradually losing, and the fishman Slake mechanically repeats the attack, and the strength of the golden dragon's body is also decreasing!

Crimson!

The moment when the fishman Slake was promoted to the crimson level, Chen Feng's face changed completely.

Even a simple ordinary attack.

The consumption in his body could not withstand this consumption anymore.

Sooner or later his spiritual power will be drained.

"Persevere, fight hard."

Chen Feng gritted his teeth and thought to himself when he heard the deafening dragon roar of the golden dragon.

This golden dragon is not good either!

After so long of spiritual power stealing, the spiritual power of this giant dragon has fallen to the bright gold!

Only the tough dragon body is still supporting it.

boom!

boom!

boom!

After Slack, the fishman advanced to the terrifying crimson level, each blow burst out with a deafening terrifying aura!

A trace of blood spilled out of Chen Feng's mouth.

But a burst of anger was supporting him, and after all, he had been deducted for so long, he could not fail.

The higher the level, the more spiritual power the fishman Slark stole.

About two months of consumption and attack put Chen Feng on the verge of collapse.

There seemed to be a vortex of spiritual power surging in the sky.

It attracted all the gazes of the remaining spiritual card masters in the entire secret realm!

In that position, no matter how stupid you are, you will know that there is a battle in the direction of the secret treasure house.

Someone is breaking the dragon seal? It's impossible.

The rest of the people were rushing towards the center frantically.

...

The vitality of the golden dragon gradually weakened, and it kept twisting its huge body and struggling.

Boom-

Outside the secret treasure house, the body of the golden dragon was finally split by the shocking blow of the fishman Slake with a black iron dagger!

Another knife was cut off directly in half!

Chen Feng squirted out a mouthful of blood.

The vitality in the golden dragon's eyes dissipated rapidly with the blow.

The huge body fell to the ground, shaking the surrounding mountains, as if a lightweight earthquake occurred.

"pain--"

Chen Feng's internal organs had just moved, and he felt a heart-like pain when he moved a little.

"Is it done!"

The moment Chen Feng saw the golden dragon's vitality disappear, he suddenly woke up from his collapsed and confused state!
To be continued...