After the words were divided, Han Feng immediately evacuated the lake and quickly rushed out of the mouth of the mountain col and entered the snowy slope again. He immediately took out the last Winged Wind Talisman and activated it to protect himself and resist the spirit. The wind of power travels rapidly.
At this moment, a arrogant shout suddenly came from behind him: "Little thief, don't even think about escaping this time. It's up to your aunt how I deal with you!"
This voice suddenly came from Ling Fen!
Han Feng's soul was so strong that he subconsciously released the body-protecting golden light. Unexpectedly, once it was released, the pressure around him suddenly decreased. His whole body felt light, and his speed suddenly increased. He could reach fifty or sixty feet in one step, and he pulled away again in an instant. The distance from Ling Fen.
Han Feng was overjoyed. After condensing his soul power, he discovered that there was a hint of purple light in the golden light that protected his body. It seemed that it was with this purple light that he could resist the wind of spiritual power around him and increase his speed greatly.
His speed became faster and faster, and finally stabilized at the level of a hundred feet in an instant, infinitely close to the speed of sound, but this was the speed that burst out in the spiritual storm. If it were in the outside world, even without the help of the Wing Wind Talisman, he would definitely be able to surpass it. The speed of sound made him feel hot inside, and he wanted to rush out of this area as quickly as possible, or even escape from the snowy slope.
Ling Fen was dumbfounded as she watched Han Feng getting further and further away. She couldn't understand how his strength had improved so much in just a few hours. He could almost be described as a completely different person.
"Hmph, even if there may be backlash, I have to catch you!" Ling Fen gritted her teeth and said, as if an ant-like existence had provoked her and suddenly became extremely powerful, which made her extremely unhappy.
As she spoke, she kept kneading her hands, and layers of fiery red light gradually appeared on her body, like red flames, like flowers, and the fragrance overflowed and filled the air in all directions.
At this moment, the surrounding spiritual storms seemed to be slightly stagnant, and a massive amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth surged in, gathering around Ling Fen. With a bang, it also burned and turned into red flames.
In an instant, all the flames suddenly changed shapes and quickly condensed into a fire phoenix, which was more than ten feet high, firmly protecting Ling Fen.
Ling Fen's eyes were closed tightly at this moment, her hands were clenched tightly, her jade face was as pale as paper, and her whole body was trembling slightly, as if she was under tremendous pressure.
The fire phoenix's eyes suddenly opened, and two beams of light burst out, reaching tens of feet away, causing waves of spiritual power fluctuations, and the spiritual energy of the world was chaotic.
With a swish sound, the fire phoenix's wings spread out, and they were five to sixty feet wide. With a slight blow, there was no shadow for an instant, ignoring all the wind of spiritual power, and it appeared all of a sudden as if teleporting. Three to four hundred feet away, within three breaths, it caught up with Han Feng and immediately dived down.
Han Feng was horrified, and just when he didn't know what to do, the fire phoenix suddenly opened its mouth and spit out a mouthful of red flames. It was like a fire falling from the sky. Instead of being drowned, it spread out in an instant, forming layers of complex overlapping layers. The light curtain, like a bowl, suddenly covered Han Feng.
Then, Ling Fen's voice came from inside the fire phoenix: "I'll trap you for now, and I'll deal with you later!" After saying this, she drove the fire phoenix and flew away in a hurry, without a trace in an instant, and looked at its direction. , which is exactly where Long Min escaped from before.
Han Feng immediately launched a fierce attack, but his attack on the red flame light curtain was unable to break through it except for a solid muffled sound and circles of ripples.
What's even more troublesome is that this light shield actually covers the ground. Even if he wants to use the Earth Escape Talisman, there is no place to use it. In addition, this light shield isolates the spiritual energy from the outside world. Over time, his true energy will be slowly depleted, and he cannot be replenished from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
At this moment, he continuously punched out a large golden light fist shadow, which consumed a lot of his physical strength. He also realized this problem and immediately stopped, pacing and thinking in the light shield, silently thinking about countermeasures. He sometimes stopped to observe the changes in the light shield, and sometimes released his body-protecting golden light for analysis. After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly stopped.
"If you can condense the purple light in my protective golden light alone and punch it out with one punch, you may be able to successfully break through these layers of light!" Han Feng said to himself.
As he spoke, he silently operated the Soul Refining Diamond Technique. Golden light shone all over his body, and a little bit of purple light was mobilized. However, after more than a quarter of an hour, he could not condense it.
After a brief analysis, he understood the reason. It was just that there was too little purple light. There was only a little purple light in a thousand golden lights. Even if he used the Spirit Refining Diamond Technique to form flowers, he could not gather them. Too diffuse purple light.
"If we can condense more purple light, we might have a chance!" Han Feng's eyes lit up and he immediately sat down cross-legged.
If other people have this idea, it may not be realistic, but Han Feng is different because he has a large number of elixirs. There are three great elixirs alone, especially the seven-star chrysanthemum, the liquid spiritual energy in the space storage bag Under the moisture, another flower had grown. He opened the space storage bag at this moment, and without saying a word, picked off a seven-star chrysanthemum. Without any hesitation, he put it in his mouth and swallowed it in one gulp.
The cold air spread instantly in his body, and he could only feel the cold. He shivered, gritted his teeth and ran the Soul Refining Diamond Art, continuously refining the medicinal power of Seven Star Chrysanthemum, and transformed it into a unique body tempering ability, allowing him to The skin is further improved.
Originally, according to the second volume of the Soul Refining Vajra Technique, when the outer skin reaches the golden skin level, it corresponds to the state of consummation in refining the Gang. The next step should be to start training the flesh and blood body, create the five internal organs Vajra, and finally condense the bleeding tiger and enter the stage of body refining. The second level, the Subduing Tiger Realm, is where you become invincible.
But for some unknown reason, under the sacrifice of the mysterious blood man, his skin actually broke through again, and condensed a little purple light, as if it had broken some kind of limit, but it didn't seem to have completely broken through. , in an almost unbreakable state, making it impossible for him to condense the purple light alone.
After swallowing Seven Star Chrysanthemum this time, with the help of the technique, the potency of the medicine became more concentrated, the cold air surged, like knives constantly cutting his body, the tremors turned into huge tremors, and the severe pain came, like a thousand The sword comes to the body, and thousands of arrows pierce the heart.
He gritted his teeth and persisted, his eyes were red, and he was running the Soul Refining Diamond Technique like crazy. After a while, a little bit of purple light finally slowly emerged from the golden light for body protection. Although the amount was still very small, it was there at least. Progress, this gave him some comfort, otherwise this seven-star chrysanthemum would have been wasted, and he would have suffered in vain.
