The eight frogs did not expect such a scene to happen and became anxious. However, they still did not jump out of the lava river and chased Han Feng. They just continued to spray out magma bullets. Even from a distance of dozens of feet, they were still extremely powerful. The purple light that Han Feng released to protect his body knocked out one piece after another.
Han Feng's eyes flashed and he found that their limbs were shining red, as if they were one with the lava river. It turned out that they only had this ability with the help of the lava river. No wonder they didn't dare to jump out and chase after them under such circumstances. Of course, if they encounter other ordinary monks, they will dare to chase them out.
Han Feng suddenly realized that he kept walking and quickly distanced himself from them. He crossed the low mountain in a blink of an eye and completely avoided their attack. But when he was about to cross another lava river, another one suddenly appeared on this side. Two fist-sized red frogs squawked twice and opened their mouths to shoot magma bombs.
Han Feng was furious, and the Soul Refining Diamond Art in his body was running wildly. The body-protecting purple light swarmed out, condensing a shield that was only a few feet in size but almost a foot thick, blocking the front, and rushed forward bravely.
These two frogs were far less powerful than the eight frogs on the other side. They were rushed over by Han Feng in an instant, jumped up, and walked away.
At this time, the eight frogs on the opposite side had just come to this side, but Han Feng was already hundreds of feet away. Even if they could still attack, they were out of reach.
Han Feng ran on foot and was more than a hundred feet away before he stopped. He didn't fly for a moment just now, mainly because he was worried about the thick dark clouds that were gathering in all directions. There were also lightning and thunder at this moment. If he flew closer, he didn't know whether it would cause thunder and lightning. He wouldn't dare to do this with such power. The front is light.
Time passed little by little, and more than half an hour passed in the blink of an eye. Han Feng traveled a hundred miles and finally arrived at the area near the Red Flame Valley that had been rumored for a long time.
For some reason, the sky in this area was no longer covered by thick dark clouds, and became as blue as blue and as clear as a hundred miles.
During this period, he was cautious, and he no longer encountered any very troublesome attacks by strange beasts. Instead, he encountered several waves of people from various sects, but they were wary of each other and did not waste time fighting.
At this moment, he was standing on a mountain peak nearly a thousand feet high. Looking down, he saw an extremely vast valley below, with no end in sight, but several rivers crisscrossing it, and all the rivers flowing in it. It's magma, but there's not a trace of smoke coming out. It's very clear and mysterious.
In the valley, patches of light of various colors occasionally appeared in many areas. Waves of air surged into the sky, and roars continued. Even though they were so far apart, they could still be faintly heard.
Han Feng rushed down without much hesitation, covering more than a hundred feet in one step. In a moment, he arrived at the valley. He immediately felt that the concentration of spiritual energy here was more than twice as strong as that outside. Some places were completely shrouded in low spiritual mist. , almost condensed into a liquid.
Han Feng was greatly surprised. He secretly thought that there might be spiritual liquid here. He immediately deployed his soul power, covering an area of more than a thousand feet, and searched with all his strength. After a cup of tea, he could not find any spiritual liquid. Instead, he attracted several soul powers. The powerful warlock shouted angrily. He did not dare to offend the public and quickly contracted his soul power, condensing it around ten feet.
But two of the warlocks unceremoniously used their unique soul attack techniques, followed the clues, and directly bombarded them.
In an instant, invisible needles of soul power came to Han Feng's side. Without any hesitation, they pierced into his body-protecting purple light, causing ripples. It seemed that the body-protecting aura was very powerful for a simple person. Soul power attacks are more difficult to resist.
Han Feng snorted coldly, and his body-protecting purple light condensed, his defense power suddenly doubled, and he immediately blocked these needle-shaped soul power thorns. But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, another cultivator's soul power attack came over again, causing waves of cold air to surround his body. Although there was no frost, it was still so cold that it seemed to freeze him from the inside out. generally.
Han Feng's face turned stern, and the Soul Refining Diamond Art in his body started to work on its own, immediately dispelling the chills inside him. He moved his feet lightly and disappeared in an instant.
Hundreds of feet away, in a spiritual mist, a young monk wearing a blue robe was slightly startled, and whispered to himself: "You have some skills, you can break my cold soul in the blink of an eye! "
However, he didn't seem to care about it very much. At the moment, he was just doing it casually and did not use his true skills. At this moment, he withdrew that touch of soul power and continued to concentrate on lowering his head to move a blue jade bottle the size of a bowl. , emitting a soft blue light, and a large amount of spiritual mist is pouring into it continuously, without stopping.
After a while, he suddenly frowned. He immediately took out a staff and quickly waved it to the left. An ice wall flashed out without warning, several feet high and three feet thick.
At this moment, almost a moment after he cast the spell, a figure broke into the spiritual mist, and with a flash of purple light, he rushed to him. Without saying a word, the figure punched out, and the purple light flashed. The shadow of the fist roared towards him.
Bang!
There was a loud noise and the ice wall shook.
The next moment, more purple light fist shadows flew towards him, making chaotic noises. Within a few breaths, they shattered the ice wall in front of him, sending ice shards flying everywhere.
"Hmph, who is here!" The young monk had already put away the blue jade bottle, his soul power was surging all over his body, the blue light of the staff in his hand was shining, his long hair was fluttering, and his eyes were wide as he shouted sternly.
But the figure didn't talk to him at all, and continued to launch a series of attacks. His hands were like wheels, blasting out a continuous stream of purple light fists, smashing towards him.
Although this young monk is a warlock, his soul power is extremely strong. He seems to have exceeded a limit. As he waved his staff, a large blue light flew out. The surrounding spiritual mist condensed and instantly turned into a series of blue ice spears. , with a whooshing sound, they flew towards the purple light fist at a speed exceeding the speed of sound. They collided one by one, causing huge waves of air. The spiritual mist area that was dozens of feet in size was shaken open and spread to more than ten feet in the periphery. The place became a completely empty area.
That figure was Han Feng, and he was slightly surprised at this moment. He didn't expect that a warlock could have such powerful combat power. But since the other party had used indiscriminate tricks to attack him just now, he naturally couldn't let it go, otherwise he would not be able to gain a foothold here, so he rushed over without any regard and launched a fierce attack in an open and honest manner.
After the two fought for more than ten breaths, the overflowing blue ice shards suddenly condensed, and surrounded by a large amount of spiritual mist, they turned into a giant ice spear about ten feet in size in the blink of an eye, and suddenly rushed over, with dense purple light. Fist Shadow was immediately defeated, and a hole was opened by the giant ice spear, which was shot directly at Han Feng.
