After a while, the blood-colored flames dissipated, revealing Han Feng wrapped in purple light, but Duan Qiu, whose body was taken away from him, was nowhere to be seen.
Han Feng, however, didn't look anxious. His soul power was always outside and shrouded. At the moment just now, the opponent just took the opportunity to distance himself from him. At this time, he was more than 400 feet away. However, at this moment, the guy's speed has obviously increased a lot, reaching the speed of sound, and they continue to distance themselves from each other.
Han Feng thought for a moment, then landed on the ground suddenly, kicked off his feet, surpassed the speed of sound, and chased after him silently.
Since the other party is eager to get rid of him at this time, maybe he has some ulterior plan, and Han Feng naturally cannot let him succeed.
As time went by, dozens of breaths later, Han Feng narrowed the distance with the opponent to more than a hundred feet again, but it could not be shortened anymore, because the opponent's speed also increased, also reaching the speed of sound. The level is one hundred thirty or forty feet in one breath.
With the speed of the two of them, the strange beasts in the sea of sand had no time to attack, and they passed by in a flash. As a result, they ran more smoothly, almost in a straight line, and the surrounding scenery swished back. , disappeared in an instant.
Seeing Han Feng chasing closely behind him, the mysterious strong man looked a little solemn. He rolled his eyes and suddenly took out a talisman from his arms. After crushing it, a strange light enveloped it and flashed slightly. It disappeared in an instant, and it turned out to be the space teleportation talisman. It was unknown how far it was teleported in an instant.
Han Feng was shocked. His soul power was swept away, covering more than a thousand feet, but Duan Qiu was nowhere to be seen.
He thought for a while, without stopping, and continued running forward.
Time flies like water, and two days passed quickly.
In the night sky, the three silver moons no longer overlap and separate, each casting a scorching silver glow, rendering everything between heaven and earth into a silvery color.
Han Feng ran around aimlessly in the sea of sand, looking for Duan Qiu for two days, but could not find any trace of him.
However, at this moment, he had gone deep into the sea of sand. What was even more amazing was that he seemed to know this area before, as if he had been there before.
He thought about it carefully and suddenly recalled that this was the area where he first entered this secret world.
"I wonder if the spiritual liquid in that oasis is still there?" Han Feng thought of the spiritual liquid lake. At that time, half of it was sucked away by the golden cicada, but the other half remained there. He didn't know what Duan Tian and the others would eventually do. How much was taken away, but then he thought about it, most people's storage space was extremely limited, and it was impossible to take them all away, so he decided to take another trip, maybe he could gain something.
Thinking of this, Han Feng's soul power unfolded. With the vague memory of this area in the past, he turned left and right. It took him half a day to find more than ten wrong oases, and finally returned to the one with the purple flower tree. oasis.
Along the way, although there were still many strange beasts attacking, with his current strength, there was naturally not much threat. He could kill them all in three strikes, five divided by two, and instead he gained a lot of cores and skins.
Han Feng stepped into this oasis. The mysterious power that restricted the search for soul power still existed here. The deeper he went, the stronger the power of restriction became. However, he had a memory and could easily pass through the obstacles of many flowers, plants, insects and beasts, and came here smoothly. Before reaching the barrier, he did not use the broken sword. He just spread out the purple light on his body and transformed into a long knife. With a sudden slash, a crack was made in an instant, and then with a few swipes, a gap several feet wide was opened. There is a hole, but the edges of this hole are constantly crawling and healing as if there is life.
Without much hesitation, Han Feng rushed in and came to a place shrouded in thick fog. He took a deep breath and felt extremely comfortable. After all, the concentration of spiritual energy here was far higher than that of the outside area. If he stayed here for a long time, he would be able to practice with twice the result with half the effort.
At this moment, the range of his soul power was compressed to only ten feet. Just in case, he walked very slowly, only two or three feet per step. His steps were gentle and he made almost no sound, so that everything was quiet. Quietly.
After more than half a stick of incense had passed, Han Feng went several hundred feet deep. After groping for a while, he finally found the small lake covered with golden willow trees. Just as he was about to walk in, the remaining talisman flashed out again in his soul sea. , a white light flashed slightly, and a strange power filled the air, completely blocking all his breath in an instant, and even his figure disappeared.
Han Feng's heart moved, and then he remembered that when he came to this place before, Can Fu also took the initiative to help him cover up his aura, otherwise he would not be able to collect the spiritual fluid. It seemed that Can Fu was very interested in this place, maybe because of I have a special liking for those spiritual liquids, but this time it appears, it seems not that simple.
These thoughts passed through his mind quickly. He shook his head gently, stopped thinking about it, and stepped inside.
The scenery here is still the same, still bright and golden. Nearly ten golden willow trees surround the edge of the small lake. The previously fallen willow tree has also recovered, standing firm and shining. The golden wicker branches are automatic and light in the wind. Swaying gently, quietly and naturally.
Through the strands of wicker, Han Feng saw the spiritual liquid on the small lake rippling slightly, with circles of ripples appearing from time to time, and the spiritual light flickering.
After these days of accumulation, the spiritual liquid in the small lake has recovered a little. According to visual inspection, it is about 60% of what it was when it was perfect.
Han Feng was so happy that he no longer hesitated. He immediately took the time to walk slowly over, and soon came to the foot of a golden willow tree. Without being noticed by it at all, he gently stretched out one foot and dipped into the lake, swinging slightly. There were a few ripples, but it was very natural and there was no abnormality at all.
Next, he also extended his other foot into the lake, stepped on the bottom, and slowly stood upright. He entered the lake. The depth of the spiritual liquid at the edge of the lake only reached his waist. Slowly squatting down and diving into the lake, this time he did not stay at the lakeside, but walked three feet away with all his strength. The depth of the spiritual liquid reached six or seven feet, completely submerging it. He was not pretentious, just wanted to Just as he was absorbing the spiritual liquid to eliminate all injuries, there was a sound of shouting outside, and another person came unexpectedly.
Han Feng quickly stopped absorbing, gently stretched out his head, looked to the right, and was shocked. This person was none other than Duan Qiu, whose body was taken away by the mysterious strong man. His face was pale at this moment. Not only were his legs missing, but his left arm was also broken, leaving only a lone right arm, as if something had happened. At this moment, he was floating lightly in the air, his eyes flashing red, looking at the small lake with eagerness.
