Long Yanxiang has a lot of numbers, each piece is about the size of a large stone, and it is about three plunges together... How much water does this "flow" to solidify into such a large size. It is just as big as a flying dragon. If it were replaced by a smaller animal, it would be shot to death!

Zhang Heng was thinking about picking up and hiding Long Yanxiang everywhere.

He held the Ten Thousand Years of Blood Ginseng in one hand and the Dragon Ball given by the black flying dragon before leaving the other, thinking about how to put the Ten Thousand Years of Blood Ginseng in the Tibetan Dragon Ball. As soon as his mental power touched the Tibetan Dragon Ball, Zhang Hengren disappeared directly from the spot!

"Brother, where are you, brother?" Binghun was startled and couldn't help but scream nervously. Looking around, he couldn't find a figure!

"Miss Ice Soul, the master is in that bead!" The Jinyi Knife Guard, who had been hiding behind Zhang Heng, also showed his body at this time, looking at the colorful dragon ball floating in the air and said. The two of them had spiritual connections with Zhang Heng. If Zhang Heng walked away, they would follow the past independently without being blocked by boundaries and barriers.

Binghun looked at the bead the size of a kid's fist floating in the air and said, "You mean, did your brother go into this bead?"

"That's right!" The Jinyi Dao Guard nodded at the same time!

Could it be that there is another cave in the bead? Binghun thought about it and was about to reach out and grab the bead in his hand. But before she could touch it, the bead disappeared in the blink of an eye!

"Where is the bead?" Binghun asked in surprise.

The Jinyi Daowei said expressionlessly: "It's still there, but the shape has become smaller. Only the size of dust can the mind be able to feel it!"

Besides, Zhang Heng was a little stunned when he looked at the scenery in front of him.

The space specification is not large, about one kilometer long and one kilometer wide. There is a pond of more than 100 meters in size. There is a spring in the center of the pond, and water is pouring out. Not far away, there is a small hill, dozens of meters high, occupying a considerable area. Apart from that, there is nothing else!

If you have soil, ponds, hills, and springs, you don’t have the breath of life. Further away, you are surrounded by a transparent wall of light. Through the wall of light, you can see the situation outside.

Just above the sky, four gold-plated characters "Hidden Dragon Ball" are hung!

"Is this the legendary cave space?" Zhang Heng couldn't help but slap his mouth. Damn, what's the matter? Isn't the flying dragon a creature in the fantasy world? Why has it been changed to a fairy tale? Second Ao, is it now that all the faces are mixed and matched?

"Don't anyone? Does anyone have any?" Zhang Heng turned and screamed several times, but no one responded to him. Suddenly, he raised his hand and slapped the forehead. Damn, it's a dragon ball made by the black flying dragon. It's just been refined, and there is not even a hair inside. No one else can be there except him!

Listening to the tone of the black flying dragon, it seems that after sufficient spiritual energy, the area in the "Cangtian Dragon Ball" can be expanded. What is spiritual energy? Where can I get spiritual energy?

I left without explaining it clearly. It’s really unspecified!

"Go out!" Zhang Heng muttered softly.

Whoosh!

"Brother, are you out? They said you went into the bead!" Binghun looked at Zhang Heng who suddenly appeared again, hurried over and grabbed his arm, for fear that he would run away if he accidentally did.

Zhang Heng smiled and told Bing Hun the function of the "Hidden Dragon Ball" and took her and the Jinyi Dao Guard to go in for a while. He also knew that after the master entered the Hidden Dragon Ball, the dragon ball would become smaller on its own initiative.

"Brother, you should refine it, so that the 'Hidden Dragon Ball' will belong to you only in the future!" Binghun looked at the dragon ball in Zhang Heng's hand and said with a smile, without any greed and distracting heart in his eyes!

"Refining? How to refining?" Zhang Heng grabbed his head.

Binghun explained with a smile: "Brother, you are so stupid. You just use the energy in your body to recover it. You don't understand such a simple thing!"

Zhang Heng raised his hand and slapped her round little **.

"Brother stinky hit someone again, and he will bully people!" Binghun pouted, covered the place where he was beaten, and quickly took two steps back!

"If the little tree is not straightforward, if the person is not repaired, he will drive away the sacred dragon ball!" Zhang Heng ignored her, looked down at the Hidden Sky Dragon Ball in his palm, mobilized the innate demonic energy in his body, and rushed towards the Hidden Sky Dragon Ball!

It didn't take long, about a quarter of an hour, Zhang Heng refined the "Tiantian Dragon Ball" and felt a blood connection with the dragon ball!

Originally, the Hidden Dragon Ball was a masterless thing, and it was just refined by the black dragon, otherwise it would not have been refined by Zhang Heng so easily.

"Brother, how to deal with this dragon egg?" After Zhang Heng opened his eyes, Binghun pointed to the egg and asked. If it weren't for the dragon power of two flying dragons here, monsters would have been killed long ago. It was definitely not a place to stay for a long time!

"Stew it and eat it!" Zhang Heng muttered, walked over and put the dragon eggs into the Tibetan Dragon Ball. There was air inside, which could put live objects, but unlike space storage tools, they could only put dead objects.

Of course, Binghun didn't believe that Zhang Heng dared to eat the dragon egg, and muttered in a low voice: "I will brag!" If I really dared to eat the dragon egg, my parents would let him go? "What are we going to do now?" After Zhang Heng put away the dragon egg, Binghun asked. The longer she was with Zhang Heng, the more she returned to her original surname, like a teenage girl. She was innocent, lively, and smiled at every moment!

"Go back!" I haven't seen Zhang Heng for three days, and Mengluo might be in a hurry. Although there was a communication, it was not at the gathering site, so no one could feel at ease!

"Oh!" Binghun pouted his little mouth again. He said in his heart that she didn't want to go back, and she felt that she didn't feel comfortable being with Zhang Heng!

Zhang Heng reached out and scraped her little nose, and smiled and said, "Okay, I'll take you out again!"

"Really?" Binghun blinked.

Zhang Heng smiled and didn't say anything, and took a few people to the gathering point. On the way, he encountered spiritual medicine and dug the roots together and transplanted them into the "Tiantian Dragon Ball". He always lived a little longer than the dead ones.

"Brother, why don't we wait until we collect the medicinal materials in the Hidden Dragon Ball before going back?" Binghun dug up a Polygonum multiflorum and said with a smile.

In fact, the two of them are not far from the gathering point, just forty or fifty kilometers. With the speed of the two of them, they will be able to go back soon if they are at their best.

"Okay!" Zhang Heng nodded with a smile. Since she wanted to go back, she would just play outside for a day, and it would not be a short time for this day.

"Hell, I know my brother is the best!" Binghun shouted sweetly with a little mouth.

Because the space inside the Tibetan Dragon Ball was limited, Zhang Heng and Binghun only carried spiritual medicines that were over ten thousand years old to transplant. At the beginning, there were only ten thousand years of blood ginseng and dragon eggs inside. The little guy was so silly that he seemed to be very uncomfortable with the environment inside. After the number of spiritual medicines transplanted in it gradually increased, the little guy regained some vitality and became a little cheerful!

Ten thousand years of ginseng, ten thousand years of Polygonum multiflorum, ten thousand years of Ganoderma lucidum, ten thousand years of red fruit... Although many ten thousand years of spiritual medicines are not everywhere, there will definitely be one plant between hundreds of meters or one or two miles. There will be more than a thousand years of medicine. Not to mention that they can be seen everywhere, but sometimes they will gather together!

"Brother, when will the dragon egg be hatched?" Binghun asked Zhang Heng with a smile.

Zhang Heng shook his head and said, "I am not a Dragon Dad, I don't know when it will hatch. Maybe ten days or one year, its irresponsible Dragon Dad and Dragon Mom never told me!"

He doesn't even know how to hatch!

When it was almost dark, the open space in the Tibetan Dragon Ball was almost filled with transplanted perpetual elixirs, hundreds of them.

"It's too late, let's go back later!" The danger level in the giant wood forest at night is ten times more dangerous than outside. The two flying dragons have been walking for more than ten hours, and the influence of dragon power has been greatly reduced. It's time for those jungle giant beasts that have been hiding for several days to come out to move!

So it is definitely safer to go back to the gathering site to spend the night than outside!

"Okay, when I dig down this Ganoderma lucidum, we'll go back!" Ice Soul was still addicted to digging spiritual medicine. He was sticking out his little ** and trying hard toward a large Ganoderma lucidum growing on a dead wooden stake. The Ganoderma lucidum was extremely large, about the size of three pot lids, more than one meter high!

The two of them worked together and finally dug out the Ganoderma lucidum and the dead wooden stakes underground. After they were transferred to the Tibetan Dragon Ball, Zhang Heng was stunned there again!

Depend on!

The space seems to be five times larger than before, with a radius of five kilometers. A small pond and hill seem to have grown a lot!

Could it be the effects of these elixirs?

Zhang Heng came back to his senses and understood what the problem was when he thought about it. It must be the cause of these spiritual medicines. The spiritual energy, literally, isn’t it just the breath emitted by spiritual objects?

According to this situation, if you want to make the space of the "Hangtian Dragon Ball" wider, you have to collect more spiritual medicines to come back!

I just don’t know where the end of the ‘Hidden Dragon Ball’ is!

One hundred kilometers? Or five hundred kilometers?

"Why did you come out so long?" Binghun was a little bored when he was waiting outside. He looked at Zhang Heng coming out and muttered.

Zhang Heng smiled and said, "The space in the Hidden Dragon Ball has become larger."

"Really?" Ice Soul stood up from the wooden stake in surprise and shouted, "Let me in and take a look!"

After Zhang Heng put the ice soul into the Tibetan Dragon Ball, he turned around and galloped towards the gathering site. The dark night was about to come!

Less than an hour!

Zhang Heng looked at the city in front of him and stopped there. When he walked, the giant wood foundation had not been laid yet. In just a few days, the city walls had been built. The huge city gate was tightly sealed. Unless he flew in from the sky, he would have to pierce the huge wood foundation dozens of meters thick!
Chapter completed!