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Duan Qiu's arrival immediately caused the golden willow tree to move. The willow tree on the other side of him even waved its willow branches to attack him. But with a wave of his hand, he spread out a large bloody flame and immediately burned more than ten branches of the willow tree. , it was so frightened that it quickly retracted its branches and trembled.
Duan Qiu, who was controlled by the mysterious strong man, snorted coldly, and his whole body exuded unique spiritual pressure, spreading out and covering all directions. Suddenly, all the golden willow trees began to tremble, the branches trembled, and the main trunks were bending downwards towards him, like It's like bowing and worshiping.
The mysterious strong man then smiled with satisfaction and said lightly: "You useless trash, you finally recognize me!"
His smile quickly faded, and he touched the broken left arm with one hand. His face was filled with anger, as if he was talking to himself or following someone. He murmured: "Damn guy. , A small and stingy ant in the Qi Zang realm actually dares to fight back and destroys this piece of clothing when he fails to snatch it away. How bold! If you weren’t protected by an evil spirit ring, it wouldn’t be as simple as sealing you!”
When Han Feng heard this, he realized that everything here was arranged by this mysterious strong man, and the reason why Duan Qiu's left arm was broken may be that Duan Qiu's soul launched a counterattack again, fighting for During his own body, when he saw that the situation was not good, he did not hesitate to harm himself in order to weaken the other party. And Duan Qiu was protected by the evil spirit ring, and the mysterious strong man could not completely eliminate him, so he had to temporarily seal him.
Han Feng further speculated that the reason why this mysterious strong man arrived so late might be due to this incident, otherwise he would not have been able to get here faster than him.
Just as Han Feng was thinking secretly, this mysterious strong man controlled Duan Qiu's broken body and flew forward. After a while, he entered the spiritual liquid lake and passed Han Feng without noticing his body at all. existence, and finally stopped at the center of the lake.
The mysterious strong man stood in the air with a very alert face. The majestic soul power spread out, not only covering the entire area inside, but also covering the area several feet outside. After careful exploration for a while, nothing was found. After the wind blew up, his face relaxed slightly, he stood up with one hand, muttered something in his mouth, his eyes flashed with blood, and suddenly two rays of light shot out from his eyes, and when they came to the lake, they immediately formed two small whirlpools of spiritual liquid, It kept spinning, spinning faster and faster, getting bigger and bigger, and soon merged into a vortex, making a buzzing sound that spread throughout the area.
Han Feng felt an inexplicable spinning force coming towards him. He did not dare to release any force to block it. He rotated along with it in the lake and drifted with the current. There was no problem in a short period of time.
This situation lasted for as long as a stick of incense. The mysterious strong man moved his hand horizontally, flexed his five fingers, and the seal suddenly changed. The blood in his eyes became brighter. The vortex had expanded to a size of about ten feet, and was slowly exposed at the bottom of the lake. , but the bottom is not the solid ground, but a strange blood-colored light film.
The blood light in his eyes shot out again and fell on the light film, causing it to ripple and slowly reveal a circular gap, which slowly expanded outward and became four to five feet in size. The spiritual pressure that exuded was extremely terrifying, as majestic as the vast ocean, unfathomable, and there was no telling what was hidden inside.
He looked slightly happy, no longer hesitated, put away the seal, and jumped into it. After he entered, the gap in the light film slowly healed, and it didn't take long for it to return to its original state.
As his seal dissipated, the spiritual liquid vortex also lost its power to rotate. The rotation force suddenly turned into a lateral suction force. Han Feng's face was filled with joy, and he immediately used this suction force to throw him into the vortex. At the bottom, his body twisted, and then with the help of the power of the whirlwind inside, he silently rushed into the light film gap and disappeared.
As soon as Han Feng entered, he found himself in an empty spherical space. After a quick visual inspection, he found that this place was more than a hundred feet in size. He turned his eyes and saw Duan Qiu's body flying downwards. There was a large drop of blood floating in the center of the space. It was larger than the drop seen in the space under the snow-capped mountains and lakes. twice as much.
At this moment, it was emitting a dazzling red light, rendering the entire space like a bloody world, with a mountain of spiritual pressure. Even Duan Qiu's residual body controlled by the mysterious strongman felt very strenuous, and it did not fall very fast. It seemed that after regaining his body, he could no longer control his previous blood as he wished, otherwise he would not have to come down at all, and a single thought could make the drop of blood fly into Duan Qiu's body.
Han Feng hid behind, also under astonishing pressure, but he knew that he could not let the other party get this drop of blood, otherwise he would be very passive and even in danger of being irreversible. So, he gritted his teeth and fell down. Because he was in good health and his body was too strong, under the pressure of hundreds of thousands of kilograms, he was still as stable as a mountain without any tremors, and his speed was faster than the opponent.
After a moment, he surpassed the opponent and was only ten feet away from the drop of blood. However, the pressure suddenly doubled, causing him to bend down. It was very difficult. He could only move a few feet forward in one step, but he couldn't. He couldn't make any sound, which made him feel even more uncomfortable.
After a while, Duan Qiu, controlled by the mysterious strong man, also landed within ten feet. At first, his speed became very slow, but when the bloody light on his body flashed, the bloody spiritual pressure automatically bypassed him, but His speed was still not fast, just because there was a rolling spiritual pressure blocking him in front of him. At this moment, he was like sailing against the current, constantly paddling away the spiritual pressure blocking the way.
Having said that, his speed was several times faster than Han Feng. After more than ten breaths, he regained the leading position.
Han Feng secretly complained that even if he exposed his body and tried his best, the effect would not be much better and he would not be able to catch up with the opponent. Unless he took the risk to sneak attack Duan Qiu and kill him as soon as he entered here, there might be a chance.
However, he thought about it again and felt that something was wrong. If he killed Duan Qiu, who had his body taken away, it would release the existing soul of the mysterious strong man, and the drop of blood below would also be resurrected and transformed into The bloody giant created by him is enough to crush him, and it has the memory of the past, so it will definitely not enter his soul sea and seize his body again. Then he will have no chance to stand up, and he will be completely trapped in a disaster that is inevitable. .
The more Han Feng thought about it, the more he became afraid. He stopped thinking randomly, gritted his teeth and persisted, and continued to get closer. Even if he couldn't snatch the drop of blood in advance, he would still be able to escape intact with the help of the residual talisman's cover. Mobile phone users please browse and read for a better reading experience.
